In the eyes of outsiders, Yin Feng's life was smooth and enviable. He was born in a wealthy family, his parents worked in business, and started from a private aristocratic school when he was young. He was excellent in his studies and was a leader and a sensation among his peers at any stage. He even got admitted to Peking University without much effort and became a rising star in the psychology field.

Not only that, he is also handsome, kind and upright, strategic, and has a good personality. He used his income to fund many poor children. He paid special attention to the feelings of readers. He once took bad weather to attend a signing party and caught a cold. He also ran a long distance for a disabled reader to play the piano alone for her; his company was running very well and profitable, which was inseparable from his decision, vision and leadership skills... In short, in the eyes of those who are not familiar with Yin Feng, this is almost the perfect man's character.

Only those around him, such as his former parents, Chen Feng, and Su Ziyi, and several confidants who have followed him for many years, know that he is not the same person as outsiders think.

He clearly has a weird temper and has a uncertain preference. If you don’t know what words will anger him, or you don’t know what irrelevant things you said, which can please him. He doesn’t like to eat onions, hate yogurt, hate Wednesdays, and love Saturdays. He hates white and likes black. If it’s his decision, even if it’s wrong, it’s okay if others don’t find it; if it’s discovered, he will definitely stick to it.

But once he did things, he was extremely focused. He could lock himself in a remote villa, only provide food and water, so he could lock himself up for six months and write a new book; he could also read a book of interest, and was obsessed with eating, drinking or sleeping 24 hours a day. There was a girlfriend who came to his house to act coquettishly when he was reading a new book by an American psychology expert. He immediately sneered, no, he smiled and didn't get angry, and coaxed the girl to go to bed and take off her clothes. The girl thought she was going to take him down, but he hung the person coldly for several hours. Finally, the girl put on her clothes and found out that he had flew to retreat in another place.

When it comes to relationships between men and women, there are only two women he has dated. Others are scandals, or his whim of teasing and mocking. But he is a cultural person after all. Sometimes, his mocking may be too high-end for some women who are determined to hook up, and others may not understand it. For example, a woman once wore a light pink long skirt and deliberately fell into his arms. Her shoulder straps were appropriately slipped down, and her breasts were half exposed - just because there were rumors outside that Yin Feng liked big white breasts. He helped someone up and smiled and said, "You remind me of a pink aristolova." The woman's heart was throbbing. Although Teacher Yin did not take any further action at the time, the smiling eyes made the woman convinced that he was intentional to him. She even showed off her pride after turning around, adding another peach blossom to his reputation.

After some days, the woman accidentally searched the Internet and found that a flower like aristolova looked like pig's liver.

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As a mature, excellent, rich man, Yin Feng has physical needs to solve, and he also likes to have a woman around him knows the cold and the heat, and is caring with her. Because he is engaged in unrestrained work and the company is his one-man show, he has long been accustomed to dominating everything in life. This is especially true for women. Since it is to make himself happy, he naturally has to choose someone who suits his heart.

He prefers petite, fair, gentle, and even a bit petite. It doesn't matter if he is greedy for his money; it doesn't matter if he loves his figure and appearance. Shouldn't women rely on men's abilities and bodies? Besides, he has no long-term plans. Just enjoy and satisfy.

As for when and who will last forever in this life, he never thinks about this question. It is like a hole that seems to be there or not, and when you think about it, he will lose his sense of control. So he restrains himself and does not have expectations or any assumptions about it.

The huge change this time was completely beyond Yin Feng's expectations. After just woke up, he had only had time to communicate with Chen Feng briefly, knowing that he was injured and dementia a year ago, but he had no impression of the memory of the previous year. He told the truth to You Mingxu. For some reason, when this woman who just appeared questioned, he subconsciously made him tell the truth. The last clear impression in his mind was that he had attended the press conference a year and a half ago and took a bus home. Because of his fatigue, he fell asleep in the car.

After waking up, he arrived in this ward. As a psychology practitioner, he understood that a human brain is the most complex, precise and unknown. I am afraid that no brain expert can tell why he just lost his memory during this period. If he had to say it, he could judge that both physiological or psychological reasons were possible.

Physiologically, brain trauma may have damaged a certain area of ​​his brain's memory; psychologically, maybe in the past year and a half, something happened that he was completely unwilling to face and could not face. So after he woke up, his subconscious mind played a role, hiding that part of his memory, leaving only him with a self who returned to the time before the incident happened.

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Haha, are you pretending to be yourself who is completely unharmed?

When Yin Feng thought of this, he felt that he was mocking himself. However, for the past thirty years, he had always done whatever he wanted. Since his subconscious mind did not want to be awakened, he did not force it. Including all the dementia periods, after listening to Chen Feng's simple summary before, whether it was stupid or rolling around a woman, it would be over.

Since he woke up, he naturally had to live according to his nature. He is Yin Feng.

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Therefore, after a brief burst of extreme happiness, when he was almost confused and dominated by his body and emotions, Yu Mingxu's cold and obviously restrained words made Yin Feng wake up all of a sudden.

He looked at the woman who was pressed by himself, with a hard body, a touch of sadness, but her eyes were hiding. He realized that she was not kissing herself, but the 10-year-old self in the past year.

This perception made Yin Feng feel very strange. He had the displeasure that he was now, and the discomfort that he had been looked down upon by this woman; and he had a sense of discomfort that he had once seen some privacy. More importantly, reason quickly came back. Everything was unclear. It was obviously not a wise choice for him to provoke this woman who seemed to be deeply in love and righteous, arrogant and tough. He no longer remembered the past between the two, was he going to be led by this woman?

So he smiled and turned off her. But the bed was his, so naturally he would not let it go. The big thorn lay down, pulled a piece of quilt and put it on her waist, so that she would not see any abnormalities in her body. He said, "No."

You Mingxu sat up and jumped out of bed. She had never had such an experience or feeling. After kissing and hugging her, the man threw her away cleanly and told her that she had no feeling at all. This person was still a man who smelled a strand of hair that smelled her. The stagnation in his heart spread silently, and his face felt even more hot. But he was unwilling to give up You Yingjun. How could he be willing to give up You Yingjun like this?

She turned her head suddenly and looked at him, saying, "Stay honestly for me. Whether you remember it or not. Yin Feng, you still owe me what I am. I am not going to be summoned and waving."

She looked at his eyes, just wanting to see a little clue that once belonged to You Yingjun. But Yin Feng's eyes were faint, and even with a little carelessness, he pulled the corners of his mouth and turned to look aside.
Chapter completed!