My Husband, Warm The Bed-Novel2

Jian Xin smiled at Jian Ran: "Of course, we are sisters, why are you being so formal with me?"

After the plastic surgery, Jian Xin's expression was a little stiff. His smile was extremely u

atural, it was not as beautiful as the old photos that Jian Ran had found on the internet.

Sisters?

Were they really good sisters?

What Ling Feiyu had said, Jian Ran felt that it was true. However, Jian Xin's expression was extremely sincere, and Jian Ran felt that it was not fake.

At this point, she really didn't know who to trust anymore?

Jian Xin said again: "Let's go, I'll treat you to a meal."

Jian Ran said: "I'm looking for you for something, I should be the one treating you."

Jian Xin thought for a while, then said: "Alright."

Jian Xin took Jian Ran to a restaurant far away, she said: "This restaurant has a bit of history, we used to frequent here when we were still school. Look at the surrounding restaurants, one after the other, and its customers are still pouring in. "

"Perhaps ??"

Maybe in the past when they were in school, they would often come here to eat. However, Jian Ran couldn't think of anything, and didn't feel like she belonged there at all.

Jian Xin talked about the history of this restaurant.

Although she wasn't really interested, Jian Ran still listened attentively. It was good for him to catch even the slightest of clues.

So after the entire meal, it was Jian Xin who talked. Jian Ran only occasionally nodded her head, indicating that he was listening to her.

After Jian Ran paid the bill, Jian Xin said again: "I heard from Jian Zhengtian that you lost your memories of the past. I know the purpose of your visit, so if there's anything you need my help with, feel free to tell me."

Since Jian Xin was so straightforward, Jian Ran started to hesitate.

If what Ling Feiyu said was true, Jian Xin should hate her to the bones and would not use such a friendly attitude to receive her.

When Jian Ran went to find Jian Xin, she had already prepared the possibility that she would be rejected, but she never thought that Jian Xin would have such a friendly attitude when she saw her.

Was it really Jian Xin who changed? Was Jian Xin acting? Or did Ling Feiyu deceive her?

These questions, Jian Ran did not know of the past, so she could not give them an answer. If she wanted to verify their authenticity, then she would work hard, and try to find the past.

Jian Ran thought for a while, then said: "I want to go back to our previous residence, can you bring me there?"

Jian Xin straightforwardly answered once again: "Of course there's no problem."

They came out of the restaurant together, Jian Xin went to get the carriage, and stood at the intersection, waiting for Jian Xin.

Just as Jian Ran was looking around, a familiar tall and straight figure appeared not too far away from her.

Qin Yue?

Jian Ran panicked slightly and quickly pulled at the cap on her head. She turned around and hid behind a large tree by the side of the road.

Hiding behind the big tree, she looked again carefully, and clearly saw that the man in front of her was Qin Yue.

His clothes were the same as before, white shirt with black trousers, ordinary clothes.

But because he herself was too dazzling, when he was in the crowd, even though there was still some distance between them, Jian Ran still recognized him with a single glance.

Qin Yue's expression looked very calm, but Jian Ran could tell that she was different.

He seemed to be in a hurry, but he controlled himself well. If one did not observe carefully, it would be impossible to tell.

Why was Qin Yue here?

Was he chasing her? historical

Was he trying to help her recover her memories?

Or was he worried about her safety and decided to follow?

If he couldn't find her, would he be worried?

However, she could not rely on him for everything. If she wanted to recover her memories, she could only do it herself, and Qin Yue could not help either.

Just as Jian Ran was lost in thought while looking at Qin Yue, Jian Xin drove her car to her side and said, "Jian Ran, get in."

Jian Ran looked at Qin Yue, bit her lips, and then went back into Jian Xin's car.

Qin Yue was good to her, but she couldn't always rely on him. She had to grow up as well, so that when he was tired, he could have a shoulder to rely on.

After half an hour, Jian Xin drove Jian Ran to their destination.

At the place where the Jane family used to live, two people had died in just a few months. One had jumped off a building and committed suicide, and the other had been killed.

After Gu Nanjing was killed, the police investigated and they found out that Jane had jumped down from the building and committed suicide.

After this news was spread out, the servants that Jane had hired added extra details to the story. As a result, it was said that this place had become a place of murder.

People were getting more and more excited. It was said that every night a woman would stand on the roof and jump down. Every night she would repeat herself.

After the news about the presence of nothingness had spread, it had once been sensational. Passersby and vehicles would rather circle around far away than pass by their doors.

Because it was said to be a haunted house, it was empty and couldn't be sold, rented, or taken care of.

It had been three years since anyone had come to their home, and the yard was overgrown with weeds. It really did look like a haunted house.

Standing outside the courtyard, he gazed at the door.

Jian Ran's legs suddenly felt as if they were heavy with thousands of gold, and her mood plummeted inexplicably.

Jian Xin said: "This is where we used to live. Do you still remember?"

Jian Ran shook her head, and nodded again.

She couldn't remember, but she felt a sense of familiarity. Her heart inexplicably felt uncomfortable. It was probably because she still remembered this place subconsciously.

In a trance, Jian Ran saw a middle-aged lady standing in front of her eyes while smiling: "Of course, you're back, do you know how long mother has been waiting for you?"

"Mom?"

"Of course, mother misses you."

"Mom, of course I missed you too."

Jian Ran pounced over, trying to grab hold of the woman, but she couldn't grab onto anything, there was nothing in front of him.

Jian Xin said, "Did you see mother? Was it your imagination? Or could it be that mother died with grievances and her soul was always waiting here? "

Jian Ran did not reply, only a vague image appeared in her mind. The woman would smile at her, or cry while hiding in her room, or even see the ice coffin.

The images were the same as they had been so many times before. They were clearly moving back and forth in her mind, but when she tried to think more clearly, everything disappeared from her mind.

Jian Ran took a deep breath, clenched her fists and forced herself to remain calm, saying: "Can I go in and take a look?"

Jian Xin hesitated, "If you want to go in, go in by yourself, I can't accompany you."

When Jian Ran's mother committed suicide by jumping off a building, Jian Xin personally witnessed the miserable state that she was in at that time.

Furthermore, she knew clearly just how tragic it was that Gu Nanjing had been harmed by her personally. Under normal circumstances, she didn't want to come.

Jian Xin had set her up in her mind today, so after a while, she would find out if Jian Ran had really forgotten about the past.