Chapter 756: Before 22 Years Old

Chen Jiahang rubbed his temple at this time, with his eyes closed slightly. It seemed that he was about to recall something.

But in less than five seconds, he opened his eyes because of a headache, as painful as it was last time in the cinema.

Forget it. He didn’t want to think about it. He couldn’t remember it anyway. But he could use a computer.

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“I don’t know.” He shook his head at He Xiyan, mouthing the words.

It was not that he didn’t want to say it, but that he really couldn’t remember it.

He Xiyan was silent again. Every time she asked him about his past, he seemed to say that he didn’t know, and then just like this time, she didn’t know how to go on with the question.

“And what else do you remember?” She asked further, feeling even more doubted.

Chen Jiahang patted his own head and then typed another line on the computer.

“I don’t remember anything that happened before 22 years old. My father said that I rolled down the mountain accidentally when I was picking the herbs and my head hit a stone. When I woke up, I couldn’t remember anything from the past. But I do remember the events happening after 22.”

Typing the words, Chen Jiahang looked back at He Xiyan. He raised his lip corner slightly, smiling innocently like a child.

He was still excited about his ability to use computers.

He Xiyan frowned at this moment. She looked at the words he typed on the computer, his eyes were full of puzzle and doubt.

“22 years old?” She spotted the key words in the line, a time point.

Chen Jiahang didn’t care about the lost memories before 22 years old. At this time, he happily sat in front of the computer, and then pointed to the chair next to him, motioning Yanyan to sit down.

He Xiyan sighed deeply. She had not expected that they shared the unfortunate experience of losing their memories.

Maybe that was God’s plan to let them meet and face the unknown life together, she thought.

She moved a chair, sitting next to Chen Jiahang, and then clicking on software of A Li Wangwang the seller’s version. After logging on, several messages popped up, prompting new orders.

There were seven orders waiting for delivery in total.

One of the buyers bought 5 kilos of the fire dried fish directly, the transaction value of which was 350 yuan.

He Xiyan held the mouse firmly in hand, somewhat thrilled. That kind of happiness was self-evident.

“Jiahang, bring the express bills.” She said excitedly.

She had to rush to deliver goods to complete the seven orders. The faster the delivery was, the more praise she would receive.

Without saying anything, Chen Jiahang took seven express bills from the drawer.

They two together filled in the buyer’s address and contact information together. Then they went to the small warehouse and packed up everything.

Yesterday, there were only three orders and today there were seven. He Xiyan felt unspeakable excitement. They would have more orders coming in, she thought, and then there would be higher revenue.

Besides, Jiahang also knew how to use computers, so she could let Jiahang run the online shop in the future.

Chen Jiahang was also very happy. As long as he saw Yanyan delighted, he was then delighted.

In the evening, He Xiyan taught Chen Jiahang how to reply to the buyer’s question patiently and how to do some free online promotion, etc.

Chen Jiahang listened with patience while taking down what He Xiyan said word by word in the document.

He didn’t think too much, simply wanting to help He Xiyan do something more so that she would not be so tired.