Chapter 900
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The phone hit the man and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
"Take your time if you want to see it! The lock screen password is 0224! " Ye Shengge didn't even put on her shoes. She stood up and stormed back to her bedroom, slamming the door. Ye Shengge didn't even put on her shoes.
Even so, she was still trembling with anger.
She had always thought that even if he lost his memory, he would still love and trust her unconditionally, but it turned out that it was all wishful thinking on her part.
They couldn't return to the past after all.
Her eyes welled up, and she couldn't help tearing up.
She leaned against the door and slowly slid to the ground. Thinking of the man's gentleness and persistence, and thinking of her three years of waiting and perseverance, her heart couldn't help hurting. If he could never recover his memory, would they never be able to return to the past?
She knew it wasn't his fault, but what had she done wrong?
…
In the living room, Ji Shiting sat on the sofa and picked up his phone.
Ye Shengge was using a phone brand under T.S. Corporation, and it seemed to be of good quality. At least it wasn't damaged from the fall. The screen had already dimmed.
Ji Shiting's expression was cold, and there was no emotion in his eyes.
Actually, he regretted it a little when he saw the anger and hurt in the woman's eyes, but he couldn't stand being kept in the dark. After thinking for a few seconds, he pressed the home button and entered the lock screen password.
The screen lit up, and it was the interface of WeChat. The chat box at the top was "Ah Chen and Qing 'er", and the avatar was two chubby baby fists.
It was obviously two people.
Ji Shiting's eyes widened, and he clicked into the chat box. The latest message was [Call duration: 3: 46], and it was a few minutes ago.
He pursed his lips and scrolled up, but all the messages were video call records. There weren't any words, and this account hadn't been opened on WeChat moments.
Besides, the interval between video calls wasn't regular. Sometimes there weren't any for a few days, and sometimes there were for a few days in a row.
This meant that Ye Shengge wasn't with them when there was a call record.
He clicked on the avatar again, and two little hands were placed side by side, but they didn't belong to the same person. Ji Shiting could see the slight difference.
These are … two children?
No wonder the chat box was full of videos and no text. It was because these were two kids, and they didn't know how to type.
Ah Chen, Qing Er.
He silently muttered these two names, and a guess suddenly rose in his heart. This guess made his heart stop for a moment, and his breathing became abnormally heavy.
Ji Shiting gripped his phone tightly. He was afraid that he would be overthinking and be happy for nothing. However …
He turned and strode to the bedroom, pushed the door open and walked in.
The woman lay on the bed with her back to him, her black hair spread out on the pillow, inexplicably pitiful.
Ji Shiting swallowed hard and tried to slow down his breathing. He walked over and stood in front of her.
Ye Shengge opened her eyes and saw the surprise and disbelief in the man's eyes. She knew that he had probably guessed it.
She sat up from the bed and reached out to him. Her voice was calm as she said, "You should have seen it, right? Can I have my phone back now? "
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