"What am I...I do?"

"Well, Maomao, what are you doing?"

In the night, nodding with his cell phone, Han Yu turned his head and glanced at the shooting scene in the distance. Then he tightened his clothes and sat back on the small stool. His handsome face, under the lights of the side, showed a curiosity that seemed to be mixed with some expectation.

Originally, since the identity of "Maomao" was already clear, Han Yu seemed to have nothing to ask about.

However, he suddenly recalled the words before "Maomao", and then he noticed a place he had ignored.

Did I send that mark... to help "Maomao"?

Help?

What's busy?

A series of questions flashed rapidly through Han Yu's mind, and soon his thoughts thought of another aspect that he also ignored.

Speaking of which, I don’t know what “Maomao” does, so I asked me to send someone to help me before... Perhaps, “Maomao”’s profession is related to my company? Otherwise, I can also learn some information through the process of helping with the mark.

So after thinking about it this way, Han Yu asked that question.

Although he is not willing to contact those "strangers", "Maomao" is not a stranger anymore. If possible, Han Yu is still quite happy to get some news about her from her.

And on the other end of the phone.

After the initial stunned moment, she seemed to understand Han Yu's intention to ask this question. Her beautiful eyes blinked, and a very helpless expression appeared on her face. Then she said softly to her phone: "oppa, sorry... Although she doesn't know what you are doing, your job must be different from what I am doing. As for Mr. Mark, he just came to help me deal with some trouble. I don't even know what he is doing, so..."

She didn't finish her words, but the meaning in the words had been conveyed quite clearly.

Suddenly, Han Yu held his cell phone and couldn't help but pursed his lips. He was a little surprised that "Maomao" was so directly aware of his intention, but he couldn't say anything worth being surprised, but he was still a little unwilling to do so.

So, after a moment of silence, a sentence that seemed plain but actually implicitly implicitly conveyed between the two.

"Really...really not clear at all?"

“…”

Hearing the voice coming from his ears, although his tone sounded calm, the little unwillingness in the words was clearly conveyed to her ears. However, she didn't seem surprised, but the helpless look on her face became stronger. Her moist lips pursed and said softly: "Really... I really... I don't know. oppa, hug..."

"What are you saying? What are you sorry for? It's my own problem."

He directly interrupted a girl's words in a deeper and deeper manner. Han Yu also showed a helpless look on his face, but there was a hint of relief on his lips.

It was just a flash of inspiration. It was good to have gained something, but if there was no gain, just like before, Han Yu had no regrets in his heart. No matter how much he said, he couldn't blame himself, the "close sister".

However, what Han Yu didn't expect was that his casual words made a girl's slender brow frown subconsciously again.

“oppa!”

“…”

The crisp and bright sound in his ear made Han Yu stunned. He blinked and a strange look appeared on his handsome face. He took the phone in front of him and took a look, then asked inexplicably at the phone, "Maomao, what's wrong?"

"You asked what's wrong?"

As soon as she heard the tone that seemed indifferent to the other side, her pair of eyebrows seemed to frown even tighter, and a strong sense of dissatisfaction was clearly conveyed from her words.

"Oppa What did you mean just now?"

"What...what means?"

"What is your own problem? Do you mean to treat me as an outsider? Hum?"

“…”

I see……

After a moment of stunned silence, listening to the dissatisfied words coming from the other end of the phone, Han Yu's face suddenly showed a laugh and crying expression.

He just said casually, trying to interrupt this girl's apology, but in the end...

Oh, it's really...

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, showing a smile that was so soft. Then Han Yu turned his head and glanced at the phone in his hand, smiled at the tone that sounded helpless and funny: "What I just meant just that you didn't need to apologize, it wasn't you who made me amnesia. The lost memories will sooner or later. We are not in a hurry at this moment, because it doesn't involve health."

"...Really? Oppa, you don't mean to treat me as an outsider?"

"Yeah! Really!"

Han Yu nodded solemnly.

"But I always feel that you didn't accept me at all in your heart, and you ended up showing a kind look to me, well, like a 'hypocrite'!"

“…”

After being choked by the sudden choking from the other end of the phone, Han Yu blinked blankly, and then a helpless smile appeared on his face, but he didn't argue anything.

It is useless for girls to be unreasonable. Han Yu now has a deep understanding of this.

And... she said nothing wrong, or this girl's intuition was scary.

Han Yu feels a little close to this girl who has only made two calls with her, and at least for now, in her memory, she has only had two calls with her. There are many reasons, because of her attitude towards herself, her original relationship, and even her nice voice. All of this makes Han Yu feel a little bit good about this girl who has only talked to her twice so far.

However, having a good impression does not mean that Han Yu accepted her in his heart.

Just based on these two exchanges that I had never even met in person, Han Yu wanted to accept this girl called "Maomao" in his heart, and even Han Yu himself said it, he didn't believe it.

...

Listening to the silence on the other end of the phone on the phone, she seemed to guess that Han Yu was speechless, and her jade-like nose wrinkled silently. A slight and almost inaudible hum came out, representing her attitude that she could not explain clearly to Han Yu at this moment.

But at this moment, she suddenly blinked, as if she had remembered something. She took her phone in front of her and looked at her, then pressed her ear tightly, then hesitated for a moment, then frowned slightly, muttered in confusion, "Speaking of it..., are you amnesia?"

“…”

"Hmm. What's wrong?"

I don’t know what this girl wanted to do when she suddenly said such inexplicable words, but Han Yu thought about it and nodded and responded.

"So……"

"So what?"

"So oppa, how did you chat with me last time?"

Suddenly.

Han Yu was slightly stunned for a moment, and then his face became a little subtle and weird.

“…”

It seemed that because I felt his silence, I felt as if I had guessed something on the other end of the phone, and I was also silent.

But, after a moment—

"oppa! You..."

"Okay! I admit that I was a little confused because I received a call from someone I knew before. So... so I didn't tell you about my amnesia..."

Listening to the soft sound that seemed to be furious in the other end of the phone, Han Yu surrendered directly and honestly gave everything.

“…”

There was another silence on the other end of the phone.

It was only a moment later that Han Yu heard something coming from the other side of the phone.

"snort!!"

A heavy humming voice expressed the unhappiness in the master's heart at this time, but it also meant that she forgave her a little "fake-in-the-real" behavior that night.

call……

Having a sigh of relief in his heart, Han Yu sat on a small stool holding his cell phone, and his slightly tight expression relaxed.

In fact, Han Yu was still a little embarrassed about "Maomao".

After all, the girl was strictly considered Han Yu that night, at least not Han Yu now, but Han Yu still bit the bullet and listened to the girl's worries. By the way, she made a guest appearance as a close brother.

So Han Yu was really a little uneasy when talking about this.

Now that he was proposed by "Maomao" himself, he could get such a simple solution, and the uneasiness in Han Yu's heart can finally be eliminated.

“…”

“…”

only.

The problem was solved, but... it seems that the words were finished.

Although the phone is still stuck to the ears, no matter who it is, it seems that it is speechless in its heart at this moment, and no one knows how to continue the topic.

If you want to be familiar with it, one of them is not very clear about the situation, and the other simply loses memory. It seems that it is very difficult to find common topics among acquaintances.

Fortunately, the awkward atmosphere did not last long, and soon, her voice came out from her phone again.

"Speaking of this... since you have lost your memory, why do you call me 'Maomao'?"

Han Yu blinked and replied honestly: "The notes on the phone are on it."

"Note? What are the notes?"

“'Big Hair'.”
To be continued...