[Tomb Notes bg] Lost Notes

When he turned around, he saw Nan Xing holding an umbrella to shield him from the pouring rain. She was still wearing the light taro-colored cashmere knit dress when she came back from the hospital just now. She didn't even have time to put on her coat. Caught up and down.

"You're all wet, go to my house to change." Nan Xing grabbed Zhang Qiling's wrist and walked into the building.

Zhang Qiling looked at her hand grabbing his wrist, and let her lead him to the door he was familiar with.

After entering the house, Nan Xing withdrew his hand indiscriminately, pointed to the bathroom at one end, and said, "Go take a shower first, and put the changed clothes in the dressing room outside. I'll find the bathrobe later." , and also help you hang it in the locker room, you can change it directly when you come out."

"En." Zhang Qiling nodded and went into the bathroom.

When he came out of the shower, he saw Nan Xing holding the folded clothes in his hand, and was about to open the door of the room where he lived before.

Seeing him coming out, Nan Xing withdrew his hand from the doorknob, and said, "I've already washed and dried your underwear. I sent the coat and sweater to the dry cleaner, and I won't be able to pick them up until tomorrow at the earliest. So... "

Nan Xing paused as he spoke, raised his hand to stroke the hair beside his ear, and continued: "Maybe you need to stay at my house tonight for the rest of the night."

"Okay." Zhang Qiling walked up to Nan Xing, took the clothes in her hand, opened the door and went in directly.

Nan Xing didn't expect him to agree so simply, without any hesitation.And before she even said that this room was prepared for him, he entered it familiarly, as naturally as in his own home.

Nan Xing looked at him in astonishment as he put the clothes away, then looked back at her who was still standing at the door, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"No more." Nan Xing recovered from the momentary trance, "Take a rest first, I will call you for dinner."

The two of them didn't have any more exchanges in the middle, and they seemed to have their own concerns.

Until after dinner, Nan Xing came out of the shower and saw Zhang Qiling sitting on the swan chair by the window reading a book, a trance picture appeared in her mind, the figure of the man in the picture overlapped with the figure of Zhang Qiling under the floor lamp .

She walked slowly in front of him, and the picture in her mind became more and more clear. She opened her mouth, and a strange name seemed to be blurted out.My heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, as if the answer I had been looking for for many years was right in front of me.

Zhang Qiling closed the book in his hands, and raised his eyes to look at Nan Xing. When the two people's eyes met, it was as if they were electrocuted. They didn't dodge each other, but looked directly into each other's eyes.

"Have we... met before?" At this glance, Nan Xing finally asked the question that had been lingering in his mind since meeting him.

"Did you remember something?" Zhang Qiling got up and stood up, the tall figure completely enveloped Nan Xing.

His deep eyes met hers, as if looking for something in her eyes.

Nan Xing stared at him fixedly, with indescribable excitement rolling in his chest, his answer just now gave a clear answer - they really knew each other before, and he knew that she had lost her memory, he was waiting for her remember.

"You...can you come to the study with me?" After a long silence, Nan Xing finally asked.

Zhang Qiling stared at her and nodded.

Follow her to the study room, when the ceiling light in the study room is turned on, what Zhang Qiling sees are oil paintings all over the room, hanging on the walls, spread on the table, and hanging on the ropes that were erected later in the study room. Row after row, there are large and small oil paintings everywhere, all of them are painted by him.

"I also find it very strange. I obviously don't even know your name. But I have dreamed of you every night since a year ago, and the scenes in my dreams are different every day. Therefore, every morning I After waking up, I will draw down what I dreamed the day before." Nan Xing walked through the rows of oil paintings in the study, then stopped, turned around and looked into Zhang Qiling's eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Can you tell me, Are these things in the painting real?"

Zhang Qiling's eyes swept across the oil paintings one by one, and all the records were of him from her perspective, and these scenes, without exception, were the little things that the two of them had experienced together in the past 15 years.

"Nan Xing, these pictures are all your memories." He stood still in front of her, staring at her with his head down, with a faint star in his deep eyes.

A layer of mist covered her clear eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the mist in her eyes condensed into tears in an instant and fell from the corners of her eyes.

Zhang Qiling raised his hand to gently wipe away the tears from her cheeks, and then brushed the messy hair on her temples behind her ears.His usual cold eyes are now extraordinarily gentle and transparent. Inside there is a lake that no one knows about. When he presents it to her, he will be able to contain her completely. The wind and rain in the world will never be able to invade. .

Her heart felt sour, and she couldn't help wrapping her hands around him, his body was still shaking, and he hugged her even tighter.

A storm rolled up in her mind, the sporadic images in her dream became clearer and clearer, and memories flooded into her brain like a tide, filling up all the blank spaces.

For 15 years, there was company, waiting, and searching.From the first meeting in the Xisha sea area, she actually felt that he had a decisive influence on her life.It's just that at that time, she was so focused on finding her mother's whereabouts that she didn't have time to pay more attention and think about this feeling.

Later, they shared life and death again and again, and were rescued by him from the brink of death again and again, and their life trajectories were finally entangled.

Although he didn't talk much, she also began to understand his behavior style and habits more and more in this way of getting along.Under such subtle changes, she began to care more and more about him and depend on him more and more.

When he was in danger, she felt as if the whole world was about to collapse.When she saw him again for the rest of her life after the catastrophe, she felt that her three souls and seven souls had returned to their places.

All of this is as fresh in my memory as if it just happened yesterday.

And even if she loses her memory, this man who she can't help falling in love with again is right in front of her right now.

"Hey, dreamboat," Nan Xing raised his head and whispered into Zhang Qiling's ear, "Are you born with magical powers? This is the third time I've fallen in love with you."

Little by little, her breath fell into his ears, and her eyelashes fluttered over his cheeks, and he felt as if something soft hit his heart.

"You..." Zhang Qiling loosened his arms around Nan Xing slightly, and looked into her eyes, which were full of affection.

"I remember it all. I'm sorry I kept you waiting for so long." Nan Xing said, hooking his arms around his neck, and leaning closer to him on tiptoe, "During this year, have you really missed I?"

"Hmm." Ask knowingly.

Zhang Qiling embraced Nan Xing again, lowered his head, gently pressed his pointed chin against her shoulder, locked his powerful arms tightly around her waist, and said softly, "Follow me home."

"Okay. When are you leaving?"

"Two weeks later. You have just been discharged from the hospital and need to rest." His voice was low and gentle, which made her ears feel hot unconsciously.

"This is a laparoscopic surgery, and the incision is only one centimeter..." she murmured.

Hearing this, he straightened up, moved his chin away from her shoulders, held her shoulders, and looked directly into her eyes, the gloomy black pupils were like black holes with bottomless depths.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, let's keep it for another two weeks." Under such eye attacks, she always had no choice but to surrender and act coquettishly.

When the two came out of the study, it was already 10 o'clock in the evening.

"Go to bed early." Zhang Qiling stroked Fu Nanxing's hair before entering his room, not intending to let her come with him at all.

Isn't it time for you and me to cherish the reunion after a long absence?This man actually put aside her expectant face and slept with her in a separate room?

Nan Xing resisted the urge to break in, returned to her room, and buried herself in the quilt.

She didn't know how long she tossed and turned, but she finally got up from the bed and came to the door of Zhang Qiling's room.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, he saw that there was a gap in his door, so he pushed the door lightly and went in.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Qiling raised his hand and turned on the bedside lamp.

He asked her hoarsely, "What's wrong?"

She said in a low voice: "It's raining again outside, and there's lightning and thunder. I'm afraid..."

It was an excuse at first sight, but even so, he still stretched out his arm, "Come, come here."

Nan Xing was as excited as a galloping horse in his heart, but on the surface he behaved like a kitten, climbing onto his bed and sleeping in his arms.

He turned off the bedside lamp, then held her in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

She gently raised her head from his arms, and the moonlight from outside shrouded his face, leaving light and shadow on his sculpture-like deep and perfect face, making him look like a sleeping archangel .

She raised her hand and gently fiddled with his eyelashes. The long and thick eyelashes had a natural curl, which made her unable to put it down.

She smiled foolishly, and in the next second, her wrist was grabbed by a powerful big hand.

The eyelashes moved like wings, and then he opened his eyes, a pair of deep pupils were hidden in the shadow cast by the eyelashes, reflecting her fair little face.

This means that if she does not sleep honestly, she will be driven back to her room.

Nan Xing closed his eyes depressedly, and didn't move any more.

He wrapped his arms around her again and stroked her hair, motioning her to sleep peacefully.

When Zhang Qiling said to rest, he really meant to let her rest.Two weeks passed by in a blink of an eye, and it was time to return to Yucun.