amnesia

When Yan Wenxi returned to the tailor shop, it was already two o'clock in the night, but the living room on the second floor was still lit.

He was wandering by the river just now, like a lonely ghost, the night is late, the wind is cold, and his heart is dead.Who knew that someone would leave a lamp for him when he walked back to the tailor shop in a daze following his habit.

Not knowing what it was like, Yan Wenxi took out the key assigned to him by Zhang Jingtang, opened the door and entered the house, and walked up to the second floor, only to find that Zhang Jingtang was sitting on the sofa waiting for him. Showing a look of joy.

"Xingzhou, you're back." Zhang Jingtang rushed forward and asked worriedly, "What happened? Why did you come back so late? You don't look very good either..."

Zhang Jingtang suddenly frowned, sniffed carefully, and asked in surprise, "Xing Zhou, have you drunk?"

He was drunk, and after finishing the call with Ah Heng last night, he blew the river wind for a long time, but he still did not give up and contacted Yan Wenhao again, and confirmed the facts again from his brother - Yan Wenhao did not notify him in time, but It was because he was afraid that he would be overwhelmed.

What can't you think about?When I get drunk, I think about it.

He planned to rest as soon as he got drunk, so he bought draft beer from a nearby small shop, sat by the river and drank one can after another, and he didn't know how much he drank in the end.But he was still awake, he couldn't forget all his troubles, and the depression in his heart couldn't dissipate, so he ran around the river, laps and laps, exhausting his energy to vent.I don't know how long he ran, but finally he couldn't run anymore, so he lay on the grass beside him, looking at the sky full of stars.

Give up.

He said this to himself and decided to give up completely.

But the decision made rationally can't affect the reaction of emotion to the body, whether it should be uncomfortable or uncomfortable, whether it should be unwilling or unwilling, his brother is right, he can't think about it.If people were so easy to think about, they wouldn't be so troubled by emotions.

Yan Wenxi looked at the person in front of him drunkenly. He knew that this person's tone had the power to make people feel at ease. Now he was full of grievances and had nowhere to express his grievances. He only hoped that the person in front of him could give him some comfort.

"A-Tang, A-Tang." He yelled, his drunken and aggrieved appearance looked like an ignorant child.

Zhang Jingtang quickly supported Yan Wenxi, who was shaking and was about to fall, and wanted him to sit down on the sofa, but he was already thin and had just been ill, so he couldn't support Yan Wenxi's weight, and they both fell into the sofa in a panic .

"Xing Zhou? Xing Zhou, are you okay?" Zhang Jingtang's usual unhurried tone suddenly became hurried, and he asked anxiously, "What happened?"

Yan Wenxi leaned against Zhang Jingtang, and his fatigue seemed to be relieved a little. He closed his eyes, but grabbed Zhang Jingtang's arm, like an insecure child.

"A Tang, the person you love wants to kill you, do you know what it feels like?"

Hearing this, Zhang Jingtang immediately asked, "Xing Zhou, do you think about the past?"

Yan Wenxi's heart moved, and his confused mind tried hard for a few seconds. He remembered that he had lived here by pretending to lose his memory, but now he was bored, and Zhang Jingtang was not someone who needed to be on guard, so he didn't want to pretend.

"Yeah." He whispered, "I remember it, but it's better to forget it." If he really lost his memory and didn't remember Du Mo, he wouldn't be stabbed in the heart by Du Mo .

After being silent for a while, Yan Wenxi felt that Zhang Jingtang carefully stretched out his hand and patted his back, and said in a calm and gentle tone: "Then forget it."

"I think so too." Yan Wenxi murmured.

"Forget it when you sleep." Zhang Jingtang whispered, "I'm here with you."

"Really?"

"real."

"Um……"

Yan Wenxi was so drunk that he really believed Zhang Jingtang's words. He rested his head on Zhang Jingtang's shoulder, still holding his arm tightly, and just fell asleep on the sofa.

After sleeping lightly for a while, he vaguely felt that someone was gently breaking his hand. He felt uneasy for a while, so he simply hugged the other person and lay down on the sofa. go to sleep.

When you're drunk, you don't feel drunk no matter how much you drink, and you don't know how much you've drunk until you wake up the next day.

When Yan Wenxi opened his eyes, he only felt a headache and a little dizzy. He wanted to get up uncomfortably, and as soon as he moved, he realized that there was still someone in his arms.

"You're finally awake." Zhang Jingtang's helpless voice sounded.

Although he was drunk last night, he still remembered what happened.In fact, Yan Wenxi has a good capacity for alcohol, which is also due to the Yan family's business, and he will not lose his temper when he gets drunk occasionally, but last night he drank sad wine, and a pinch of beer made him look like a child. Crying in front of Zhang Jingtang, now thinking about it really makes him ashamed.

He quickly let go of Zhang Jingtang, sat up, thinking that Zhang Jingtang was not in good health, and quickly said: "Last night I got drunk and caused you trouble, and let you sleep on the sofa all night, didn't you catch a cold?"

"It's okay." Zhang Jingtang propped himself up, glanced at him, and was still in the mood to joke, "I was covered with a real leather quilt last night, and I almost got prickly heat."

Seeing that Zhang Jingtang really had no signs of illness, Yan Wenxi was relieved. He didn't want to drag the innocent Zhang Jingtang into the hospital because of his frustration.

"I'm going to make you something to eat, are you hungry?"

After Zhang Jingtang finished speaking, he got up and went to the kitchen.

Yan Wenxi looked up at the clock on the wall, it was almost eleven o'clock, thinking of Zhang Jingtang being pinned down by himself and sleeping on the sofa for so long, he felt very embarrassed, and hurriedly followed into the kitchen.

"Let me do it, as an apology for last night's rudeness."

"No need." Zhang Jingtang didn't raise his head, "The send-off banquet has to be done by the host, there's no reason for the guests to do it."

Yan Wenxi was taken aback: "Farewell banquet?"

"Yeah, don't you remember it all? There is no reason to stay here..."

Hearing what Zhang Jingtang said, Yan Wenxi somehow felt that his profile looked a little lonely.

"A-Tang, I didn't say I'm leaving." He said, and asked, "A-Tang, you don't want to keep me?"

Zhang Jingtang then turned to look at him, with a slight gleam in his eyes: "Aren't you leaving?"

Yan Wenxi nodded, the Yan family's investigation and backlash had just begun, and he had to pretend to be dead for a long time here, besides, he didn't know how to face Du Mo now when he went back.

"Why? Since you have recovered your memory, why stay here." Zhang Jingtang said, his eyes dimmed again, "I can tell from the clothes you wore when you came here that you should be a person of face. kind of small town…”

"The town is very nice, I like it very much." Yan Wenxi said sincerely, he already had a calculation in his heart, since he didn't want to lie to Zhang Jingtang anymore, he simply told him the reason half-truthfully, "There is a reason why I don't go back .”

"Huh?" Zhang Jingtang looked up at him, waiting for his explanation.

"I suddenly regained my memory last night. I remembered that I still have an older brother. I have already contacted him. But I can't go back. It would be dangerous to go back. I told you last night..." Yan Wenxi didn't want to mention Du Mo Seeing that Zhang Jingtang nodded to express his understanding, he skipped it, "I have to wait until the matter is resolved before going back."

Zhang Jingtang smiled slowly, and nodded, "I see." Then he looked at the dish in his hand, thought for a while, put it on the chopping board, and said briskly, "Then I will trouble you for this meal." La."

Yan Wenxi stepped forward with a smile, picked up half of the vegetables he had picked, and continued to process them.But Zhang Jingtang didn't leave either, he just stood aside, watching Yan Wenxi busy, helping pass a bowl, pouring water or flushing a pot from time to time.

"Actually... I'm very happy that you can continue to stay." Zhang Jingtang said suddenly, with an embarrassed smile on his face, "Having someone to eat and talk with is much better than living alone before... Anyway, Thank you for this half month."

"You..." Yan Wenxi looked at him helplessly, "Why are you always like this, you said thank you to me when I was taken in by you; it was the same before, it was my fault, but you apologized to me instead .”

When Zhang Jingtang was told by him, he felt even more embarrassed. He touched his nose and said in a low voice, "That's what I think."

Yan Wenxi smiled, stopped talking, and continued cooking the dishes in the pot.

The quiet atmosphere is particularly comfortable. Yan Wenxi inadvertently caught a glimpse of Zhang Jingtang standing on the left. He was illuminated by the bright sunlight outside the window with a faint halo. There was a little light in the hazel eyes.

For some reason, Yan Wenxi suddenly thought of Du Mo, and it seemed like such a beautiful picture when his heart was moved. He could still clearly recall the yearning for the sweet dream of love on his face until now.

Then Yan Wenxi asked Zhang Jingtang, "Atang, if you have someone you like, what kind of life do you want to live with her?"

Zhang Jingtang obviously didn't expect him to ask such a question suddenly. He froze for a moment, then lowered his head and thought for a while, before answering: "It should be a simple little day. In this room, two people sleep in each other's arms, welcoming the first day together. Wipe the sun, cook together, clean together... grow old together."

"that's it?"

"Well, that's good." Zhang Jingtang said, smiled, and reached out to touch his left chin, "However, there probably won't be such a person..."

Yan Wenxi couldn't see that Zhang Jingtang felt inferior because of his injury. Every time he saw him like this, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He said firmly: "It will happen, it will happen."

Zhang Jingtang nodded with a smile, responded, and then asked him: "What about you? What kind of life do you want to live?"

"It's fine as you say."

"Really?" Zhang Jingtang was a little surprised, "I thought you would be more greedy."

"Really." Yan Wenxi thought of Du Mo bitterly, and murmured in a low voice, "It's greedy enough to hope that the two of them can be happy with each other."

Probably Zhang Jingtang thought that he had reminded Yan Wenxi of something bad, so after a long silence, Zhang Jingtang responded with a low "um", and the atmosphere was a little stagnant.

Yan Wenxi didn't want to immerse himself in sadness, and he didn't want to add trouble to the innocent Zhang Jingtang. He was trying to find something to say, but Zhang Jingtang changed the subject first.

"Hey, speaking of it, I don't know what your real name is. Can you tell me?"

Without thinking too much, Yan Wenxi replied: "Yan Wenxi, the Wen of Wenwu, the Xi of Xisheng." As he thought last night, Zhang Jingtang is not someone who needs to be on guard.

"Yan Wenxi? This name sounds familiar." Zhang Jingtang frowned, as if trying to remember where he had heard this name.

Yan Wenxi just smiled, put the dishes in the pot on a plate, and prepared to cook the next dish.

The Yan family is one of the few big names in the business district of Province K. He only has a casual job in the Yan Group as the second youngest of the Yan family. With his name, it is no wonder that Zhang Jingtang, who lives in a small town, also feels familiar.

"Ah, I remembered, it's from the Yan family..." Zhang Jingtang finally remembered where he had heard of Yan Wenxi's name, and looked at him in surprise at the moment, and was so surprised that he couldn't speak after seeing the other party nodding. coming.

"A Tang. I'm just Cheng Xingzhou here." After Yan Wenxi finished speaking, he poured the last stir-fried vegetable dish out of the pot, and then greeted, "Come on, serve the dishes out, we're ready for dinner."

Zhang Jingtang blinked, and finally said in a low voice: "The battle between rich and powerful families is really so sinister, I thought all the shows on TV were fake..."

The author has something to say:

Du Mo officially left the scene~ After that, there will be only a few plots that he will pull~ He may write a side story or something for him...

After that, the relationship between Gong and Shou will be formally developed (I can't wait to mix the oil with honey!