After she finished speaking, he asked, "Do you still remember who Sheng Yan is?"

Ni Huan blinked when she heard this, remembering the tombstone she saw in the cemetery. She nodded first, indicating that she knew Sheng Yan. Then, she shook her head vigorously and said, "He is also my former friend, right?"

Unexpectedly, reasonable.

Chu Yao found that all the memories Ni Huan remembered were the beauty of the past, and Ni Huan didn't remember anything unhappy.

From this point of view, Chu Yao had to doubt whether Ni Huan had a car accident was true or not. After all, Ni Huan's current state seemed to have received some kind of hypnosis.

It was like a pair of big hands erasing the painful experiences and troubles in Ni Huan's mind.

Sheng Yan is an eternal pain for Ni Huan.

If you can't remember, it's OK.

Chu Yao raised his head and looked at the vast sky, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly dim. He asked Ni Huan: "Do you want to see Sheng Yan? In the past, he was the person you cared about the most, and you were also the person he cared about the most. I believe Sheng Yan would definitely hope you see him."

"The person you care most?"

Ni Huan raised her eyebrows, "Sheng Yan is the person I care about the most, what about Shen Zhiyan?"

Chu Yao sneered when he heard this, "He is nothing."

At that time, he failed to take Ni Huan back from Shen Zhiyan and protect him under his wings.

It was Chu Yao’s most regrettable thing in his life.

None of them.

If he could be firm and not mind Sheng Yan's existence, then Ni Huan might not be able to be with him.

Chu Yao knew that his thoughts were extreme and knew that his feelings for Ni Huan should not exist, but he could not control his heart.

Who can tell the story of feelings?

——

Ni Huan promised Chu Yao to visit Sheng Yan in the cemetery.

But the premise is that she has to go to a meal first.

After a while, the small buns that I ate in the morning had been digested. Ni Huan was fond of spicy food these days, so she asked Chu Yao to take her to eat hot pot.

A lunch took a lot of time.

During the meal, you can clearly feel that Ni Huan has said more.

The Ni Huan that Chu Yao knew came back to life again.

——

After dinner.

The locomotive drove slowly towards the suburbs.

After traveling through the streets and alleys of Jiangcheng again, Ni Huan felt a little more belonging in her heart.

After arriving at the cemetery, Chu Yao frowned slightly at the military license plate car parked outside.

His grandfather is there too.

"What's wrong?"

Ni Huan patted Chu Yao's shoulder from behind and looked up at him.

Chu Yao shook his head at her, "It's okay, go in."

"oh."

Ni Huan pretended to nodded without any notice, but in fact, when he arrived outside the cemetery, he noticed the "not small-sized" car in the distance.

Military vehicles...

Could it be a member of the Chu family?

Ni Huan didn't think much about it and stepped onto the steps with ease.

No matter who it is, you can tell if you go in and take a look.

Sheng Yan's tomb was in the same direction as Mrs. Chu's tomb. As he was about to pass by his grandmother's tomb, Chu Yao's pace gradually slowed down.

Ni Huan said she didn't want to see his grandfather.

But in this situation, the two of them will definitely meet.

After struggling and hesitating for a moment, Chu Yao suddenly stopped. Behind him, Ni Huan hit his back without any warning.

"What's wrong? Why did you stop suddenly and scare me?"

Ni Huan looked up at him in a daze.

Chu Yao opened his mouth, and before he could make a sound, a sound of surprise from a distance interrupted Chu Yao's next words.

"Young Master? Why are you here?"

Ni Huan was attracted by the sound, and her eyes were around Chu Yao and looked in the direction of the sound source.

Although the old man wore a hat and changed into black clothes, Ni Huan quickly recognized him as the old man who appeared in the hospital elevator with Chu Wanmei that day.

His name is Young Master Chu Yao?

So... he is a member of the Chu family?

A hint of annoyance flashed across Chu Yao's face. Now that Uncle Fu was seeing it, he could only turn around and nod respectfully: "Uncle Fu."

Uncle Fu heeded, "Young Master, how do you know that the old man is here?"

"I have no idea."

Chu Yao glanced at Ni Huan: "I'm visiting a friend with her."

"Friend," Uncle Fu looked at a certain direction behind him with embarrassment, turned to Ni Huan, and said to her in a semi-negotiable tone: "Miss Ni, in fact, the old man has missed you very much in the past year. I know that you may have complained about the old man because of what happened, but he also has difficulties. I hope... you can forgive him."

No matter what happened before, an old man spoke to himself in such a humble tone, and Ni Huan could only smile back.

But he said nothing.

One is because she has no idea what happened before.

Second, she herself is not qualified to choose to forgive the people who have hurt her for the past when she loses her memory.

"Uncle Fu, stop talking," Chu Yao paused, and said: "She has lost her memory and can't remember anything."

"Amnesia?"

Before Uncle Fu could make a sound, another thicker voice appeared and reached the ears of the three present.

I saw that after the lush trees, the white-haired Old Master Chu walked out.

He didn't look at anyone, and came straight to Ni Huan's face. His sharp old eyes narrowed slightly, stared at Ni Huan's eyes for a while, and his expression slowly turned sad.

But he said nothing, his eyes moved onto Chu Yao with purpose, and looked at him a few more times.

Chu Yao felt his grandfather's eyes were a little strange, "Grandpa? You..."

Before he could finish a word, Mr. Chu suddenly bowed to Ni Huan without any gigabytes.

"Old man..."

Uncle Fu called out in surprise, and the old face also looked sad. He didn't know what he remembered, so he lowered his head and chose to bow to Ni Huan like Mr. Chu.

Ni Huan was stunned and had no idea why Mr. Chu's move was done.

Is it just for the apology?

Then this is too grand.

At least the person standing in front of her is a big shot than a general.

Ni Huan was afraid of losing her life, so she hid behind Chu Yao, pulled his sleeve and shook his head, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"

Chu Yao didn't quite understand why his grandfather did this.

At this moment, Mr. Chu spoke.

"Child," the old man said with a heavy voice: "I'm sorry for your Feng family."

"ah?"

Ni Huan was completely confused now.

Feng Family?

"Grandpa, what Feng family?" Chu Yao asked.

He only knew that his grandfather had a friend of life and death, his old friend whose surname was Feng.

Mr. Chu sighed. There was a secret buried in his heart for decades, and he didn't think about telling it.

But he cannot ruin his grandson's happiness throughout his life.

"A Yao, grandpa is sorry for you, too..."

Chu Yao frowned, "What do you... mean?"
Chapter completed!