amnesia

After taking a few deep breaths, Yan Wenxi suppressed his chaotic thoughts, and slowly replied: "Brother, you also said that we can't make a conclusion yet, I believe Du Mo..."

In fact, he himself felt that these words were too false, but he didn't want to believe that Du Mo was involved in this matter.If Du Mo was involved, what should he do?His love that he couldn't ask for, his self-righteous decision, his dedication, patience, and pain in the past few years are all jokes.

Maybe it was just a joke.This kind of result may be what he deserves, but he just can't accept it!

"Wenxi..." The eldest brother called his name, and said helplessly, "Since you said so, then let's do it first, I will continue to check here, and I will notify you if there is any news."

"……it is good."

"I'm telling you now to prepare you mentally. When the evidence is conclusive, Wenxi, I will not show mercy to Du Mo's subordinates." Yan Wenhao said calmly, but there was a hint of ruthlessness.

Hearing what he said, Yan Wenxi quickly answered, "Brother, don't touch Du Mo! You also said that I deserve it, and he should hate me, so..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted sharply by Yan Wenhao: "Yan Wenxi! I don't care whether you deserve it or not, he wants your life, and I want his life! You want to protect him, I know, but I It's your brother, I have to protect you!"

"Brother..." Yan Wenxi's heart felt hot, and the biting cold that Du Mo had participated in just now had dissipated a little bit. However, despite being moved, he still did not forget to persuade his brother, and he solemnly begged, "Brother, I beg you, Don't touch him."

He didn't want anything to happen to Du Mo, even if Du Mo really killed him.

Yan Wenxi and Yan Wenhao grew up together, they are both very strong people, occasionally in order to compete for things, they would only propose a kind of competition, and the winner would enjoy the spoils.No matter how old Yan Wenxi was younger than Yan Wenhao, he never used his younger brother's advantage to act like a baby or beg his elder brother to let him, let alone beg his elder brother to do something. This kind of begging is really rare.

"..." Yan Wenhao was silent for a long time, sighed for a long time, and said, "I promise you. But if he really participates, I can't bear this tone. I have to teach him a lesson. Don't worry about it. It's no use begging me."

Knowing that this was the best result Yan Wenhao could bear, Yan Wenxi didn't dare to provoke his brother anymore, so he agreed repeatedly, and then talked with his brother about some related matters before ending the call.

After adjusting his emotions, Yan Wenxi remembered that he was cooking tomato sauce just now, and looked down, the tomatoes in the pot had been boiled dry, and they were a little mushy. In time, not completely burnt out.

Zhang Jingtang's enthusiasm has subsided, but considering that he is sick and has no appetite, Yan Wenxi boiled tomato sauce to make tomato meat sauce noodles. Sour food is more appetizing.

After waking Zhang Jingtang up, Yan Wenxi handed him the blanket on the side, and moved the brazier to the dining table outside before sitting down to eat.

Yan Wenxi was right. Zhang Jingtang, who had no appetite, ate up a plate of noodles after slowly picking up the first chopsticks, with a satisfied look on his face.

"Your craftsmanship is really good." Zhang Jingtang praised without hesitation, "I really troubled you today, thank you."

"What are you being polite about? I'm repaying my kindness." Yan Wenxi laughed.

In fact, it was not only for repaying kindness, Zhang Jingtang just gave people a feeling that he wanted to take care of him, otherwise Aunt Yu would not come here whenever she had nothing to do, and people in the town would not always come to greet him.What's more, Yan Wenxi was also very satisfied when he heard his appreciation and gratitude for his cooking skills.

Zhang Jingtang nodded, I don't know if it was because of the residual heat or because of the brazier, his cheeks were slightly red, which was much better than the paleness in the morning.

"You look much better now." Yan Wenxi said.

Zhang Jingtang was taken aback for a moment, but then turned his face away and hid the left side of his face, leaving only his uninjured right side facing Yan Wenxi.

Thinking that he accidentally touched Zhang Jingtang's sensitive point again, Yan Wenxi blamed himself for being so careless, and apologized awkwardly: "Sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"No, it's okay." Zhang Jingtang interrupted him very embarrassedly, stumbled a bit, and blushed even more, "It's not because of that... and I don't care about it, scars or something."

Even so, I still care about it.Yan Wenxi sighed inwardly.

Zhang Jingtang smiled, as if trying to show that he really didn't care: "And I forgot about it, so it doesn't matter."

"Forgot?" Yan Wenxi repeated subconsciously, and then reacted, and immediately said, "Ah, I just subconsciously..." I didn't want to pry into your privacy, so it doesn't matter if you don't want to say it.

"I just forgot." Zhang Jingtang didn't treat him as an outsider, and replied seriously, "It seems that someone beat him, but I can't remember exactly what happened, and I don't know how I got here. My adoptive father said that when he found me in the truck pulling the goods, he was almost out of gas, and probably burned out his brain at that time."

Speaking of this, Zhang Jingtang paused for a while, and his frown relaxed again. He smiled and said, "Maybe I took you in because of the same illness."

I always feel that Zhang Jingtang's words still have the meaning of "we are all in the same situation, so it doesn't matter if we say it", which makes Yan Wenxi, who is pretending to be amnesiad to win sympathy, suddenly feel a little guilty.

He has told a lot of lies in his life, and he never felt that there was anything wrong with intrigues in the business field. Everyone is an old fox, and no one is more innocent than the other.But now, he didn't feel so comfortable.

"Well, what a coincidence." In the end, he could only squeeze out such a dry sentence.

Zhang Jingtang nodded in agreement: "Yes, it's a coincidence."

Feel like he looks a little happy?Yan Wenxi was a little puzzled, but he didn't say anything more. Anyway, the atmosphere was not as awkward as before, and he relaxed a little.

Probably Zhang Jingtang's unhurried tone had a reassuring power, which made him temporarily forget the bad things he learned from his elder brother.Doubt once started is a thorn in his heart, and it hurts to think about it, he doesn't want to think about it.And now, that's fine.

After cleaning up the dishes, Yan Wenxi wiped his hands and came out. Seeing Zhang Jingtang sewing clothes in front of the sewing machine with a blanket on, he immediately walked to his side and said, "Why do you start working before you recover from your illness?"

"Thank you for your concern." Zhang Jingtang said without raising his head. He focused on the stitching of the fabric under the light of the desk lamp. He didn't mean to stop. Instead, he said, "I've slept all day today, and I have too much energy. Can't sleep at night."

What Zhang Jingtang said was reasonable, and Yan Wenxi couldn't persuade him anymore. He saw Zhang Jingtang stepping on the pedal to sew clothes, and he thought it was a bit interesting, so he sat aside and watched quietly how he sewed the cut fabric into one piece. clothes.

In the room, there is only the rhythmic knocking sound of the sewing machine, but at this moment, the sound is like a mysterious piece of music, which seems to make the listener temporarily forget their sorrows.

However, the so-called forgetting troubles is only temporary. After Yan Wenxi and Zhang Jingtang said good night to each other, he went back to his room and lay on the bed, still involuntarily thinking of what his brother said to him, and Du Mo's indifferent and unfeeling face , Thinking of the sentence "I wish you would die" said at sea.

So he suffered from insomnia, tossing and turning on the bed, unable to fall asleep, no matter what he told himself: there is no conclusion yet, maybe Du Mo didn't do it.But doing so still didn't help him fall asleep.

After tossing and turning on the bed for an unknown amount of time, Yan Wenxi got up, intending to get up and smoke.

He walked through the living room to the balcony. The pack of cigarettes he was holding in his hand was bought and hidden in the room without telling Zhang Jingtang. He took one out of it, lit it and bit it in his mouth.Then he lay on the railing of the balcony, looking at the river in the dark night with moonlight, and the endless black forest over there.

After smoking a cigarette, he also calmed down a little.The small town between the mountains and rivers was still a bit cold at night, and the mountain wind chilled him. He rubbed his arms and prepared to go back to his room to sleep.

However, when he walked through the living room, he heard the sound of a heavy object hitting the wooden floor in Zhang Jingtang's room. The sound was very clear in the silent night.He walked over worriedly and knocked lightly on the door.

"A Tang? What's wrong?"

Then there was Zhang Jingtang's vague voice, um, huh, I don't know what he was talking about.Yan Wenxi became even more worried, and stretched out his hand to turn the doorknob, but luckily it was not locked from the inside, so he easily pushed the door open.Before he could see the situation inside clearly, he heard Zhang Jingtang screaming, which was different from his usual unhurried tone. At this time, he was obviously extremely panicked and frightened.

Yan Wenxi was taken aback. In the dark, he could barely see the situation in front of him: Zhang Jingtang was sitting on the ground with the quilt rolled up, curled up at the foot of the bed, hugging his head, trembling, and said vaguely wearing something.When he listened carefully, he actually said "Don't come over" repeatedly.

Although he couldn't figure out the situation, Yan Wenxi guessed that he was haunted by a nightmare, so he hurried over to wake him up.Unexpectedly, he just walked over and put his hands on Zhang Jingtang's back, but Zhang Jingtang struggled violently, kicking and hitting in great fear and panic, his voice became louder, shouting not to come over, while trying to run out.

Yan Wenxi had no choice, fearing that he would run out and hurt himself, so he hugged him tightly with brute force, and kept yelling "A Tang, A Tang, wake up".It's a pity that it's useless. Even though Zhang Jingtang was imprisoned by him, he kept struggling. He looked so thin, but at this moment, he didn't know where the strength came from. Yan Wenxi was also very strenuous to suppress him.

I don't know how long he has been tossing like this, Zhang Jingtang suddenly stopped moving, his whole body softened, and Yan Wenxi almost missed him.Then he panicked to check the condition of the person in his arms, his breathing was a little short, but it gradually calmed down, it seemed that he had fallen asleep.

Slightly relieved, Yan Wenxi let out a breath, but the next second he became worried again——Zhang Jingtang just seemed to be crazy, did he suddenly suffer from some kind of illness?

He didn't dare to neglect, first he carried the person in his arms to the bed, covered the quilt, then immediately went to the living room, turned on the light, and followed a list of numbers listed next to the phone - this was Zhang Jingtang's contact with various agencies in the town for the convenience of him. or the shopkeeper, the handwriting is the same as his own, clear and soothing - he found the emergency number of the town hospital and dialed it.

"Hello, hello, this is the emergency room." The phone rang for three seconds before being picked up by the medical staff on duty, and a gentle female voice came from the receiver.

"Hello, I'm YA from the tailor shop, uh, Cheng Xingzhou." Yan Wenxi almost said his real name, but fortunately he turned around in time. The town is full of old acquaintances, so the other party should know where it is, "Zhang Jingtang seemed to be ill just now Now, can you send a doctor over to look at it?"

"The doctor on duty just came out." After all, it was a small town hospital with not many staff. The other party paused and asked, "How is A-Tang now?"

It seemed that he was a familiar person, Yan Wenxi breathed a sigh of relief, he glanced at the bedroom with the door open, and replied: "I had a mess just now, but now I seem to be asleep."

"Well, go try to wake him up and see if he responds. I won't hang up and wait for your reply."

Yan Wenxi responded and immediately went to the bedroom. Zhang Jingtang lay on the bed and fell asleep peacefully.While Yan Wenxi called Ah Tang softly, he stretched out his hand and pushed his shoulder, but there was no response; he raised the volume, even supported his shoulder and shook it a few times, but the other party still did not respond, and was still in a deep sleep.

He hurried back to the living room, and hurriedly said: "There is no response, so I can't wake him up."

"I see, please send him to the hospital immediately, and I will contact the doctor immediately." After finishing speaking, the other party hung up the phone.

Yan Wenxi put down the phone, put the wallet and keys into the coat pocket, put on the coat and went to the bedroom to wrap Zhang Jingtang in the quilt and hugged him - he was afraid that Zhang Jingtang would catch a cold after his fever subsided, and then hurried to the hospital like this.

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