Amnesia becomes daily

Volume [-] Forgotten

Living today and forgetting yesterday, my world just stays in a certain chapter of the years, never moving forward.

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The winter morning in City B is sunny and sunny, occasionally the cold wind penetrates through the gaps in the windows, making slight noises, and as soon as 7:00 arrives, the curtains that are drawn regularly let the sunlight into the room.

Feeling the light, Qiming's eyelashes opened slowly unconsciously, and before he could see clearly, he was stabbed by the light and closed his eyes tightly again.Turning over and arching into the arms of the person next to him, he muttered, "Sister, don't always turn on the light, I... I'm sleeping..."

Why did she call her sister again? The already awake person stretched out his hand helplessly under the quilt, picked up the remote control on the bedside table and closed the curtains, then gently kissed the corner of Qiming's mouth, "Then sleep a little longer, little slob. "

When Qiming was fully awake and washed up, he was attracted by the aroma from the kitchen. As soon as he came out of the bedroom, he saw Mr. Zhang wearing a ridiculous pink strawberry print apron and setting the tableware.Qiming leaned on the door frame with one hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Cheng Jue! Who gave you this apron? You...how did you dress so calmly hahahaha."

"Don't laugh!" Zhang Chengjue came to Qiming's side in a few steps, and took him to a seat, "Didn't you take that dirty apron to wash yesterday? I took it from Renmei before, and you know her I just like this style of clothing. Well, don't worry about these things, eat quickly."

"Hmph, I think you should wear that black and white lace apron and become my exclusive manservant." Qiming tugged on his apron, not very satisfied with his attitude.

Cheng Jue sighed, grabbed his hand and stuffed the tableware into the palm of his hand, "The servant doesn't wear that kind of thing, is it okay to eat by himself? If you don't eat, you will be late later."

"Huh? Isn't it more than an hour before work?" Qiming wondered while eating Cheng Jue's special sandwich.

"It's almost eight o'clock, baby."

"You didn't call me!" Qiming hurriedly stuffed the sandwich into his mouth, and drank the milk in the glass in one gulp.

Cheng Jue went to the room to get Qiming's coat and tie, and helped him put it on after seeing him finish eating. "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll take you directly later. Go to the room and get your things and car keys. I'll tidy up the dining table first."

"Yeah, Cheng Jue, how can you stay at home like this." Qiming moved and kissed his cheek, and exaggeratedly covered his eyes, "I was so moved that I almost cried."

"Okay, don't be naive, go quickly." Cheng Jue's mouth still curled up involuntarily, despite the words of disdain.

Childish... I don't know why, after being with Cheng Jue, I like acting like a baby in front of him more and more, but this feeling of being pampered is so familiar that I can't extricate myself from it.

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Qiming had his first hypnosis in H City a year ago, and when he finally woke up, he could only remember the guilt and grievance in the dream that he wanted to be good for others but did something wrong. Listening to the recording released by Cheng Jue, he could roughly understand what happened in the dream , but he has no remnants of any images of these characters that appeared.

He stayed in City H for a few days, and the only hypnotherapy treatment did not seem to have much effect. Cheng Jue gave him a phone number, which was another psychological consultation room in City B, and the doctor in it was him. The brother who was studying abroad asked him to go back and give it a try.

When Qiming returned to the hotel and made a phone call, he found that this senior was exactly like Dr. Luo Mingluo whom he had seen on WeChat before. He never thought that there would be such a coincidence in the world, so there was one more person in this world who knew about his condition. .

After returning to H City, Qiming went to Dr. Luo and learned that the bottles of medicine hidden in the box were prescribed by him. They were a kind of medicine used to treat Alzheimer's disease (senile dementia), which was aimed at himself. Always forgetful before.But what Luo Ming didn't expect was that his condition would worsen to such a serious degree.After explaining the situation to Dr. Luo Ming, Qiming is also undergoing further treatment, and gradually he can remember the things in recent years, and he is more comfortable with work and so on.

About half a year later, Zhang Chengjue was hired by University B as a lecturer, so he merged his studio with his brother's, but the psychological consultation room in H City was not closed, and other doctors were hired to continue to operate.So the two naturally met again, knowing that they were familiar with each other and knew a lot, Luo Ming handed over Bai Qiming's treatment to Cheng Jue, after all, his condition is relatively stable now.

Coincidentally, when Cheng Jue sent Qiming home, he parked his car in the parking lot with ease.

"You live in this neighborhood too?"

"Yes." Cheng Jue replied with a smile.

At first they thought they would go their separate ways after walking for a long time, but when they reached the same staircase, Cheng Jue had no intention of leaving.

"Actually, you don't have to take me to the door."

"Well, I know." Although he said so, he still followed.

How can this person not listen?

Qiming got on the elevator first, deliberately not pressing the floor.Cheng Jue tilted his head slightly and pressed 11 lightly.Qiming frowned, suddenly there was

Not a good feeling.

1102 is where Qiming lives. Opposite is 1101. It has been vacant until last week. I didn’t see people from moving companies coming in and out there, so...

Cheng Jue stood at the door of 1101 leisurely, took out the key, "Let me introduce myself again, I am your new neighbor, Zhang Chengjue."

Why is it that the rented house in city B is just across from him? Is it really destined?No, before he lost his memory, he didn't even remember where he lived. It was the address that Cheng Jue helped him find.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Qiming was suddenly a little panicked. With all this effort, Cheng Jue...

"Yes." Cheng Jue gave him a meaningful look, "Isn't it more convenient in the future? Then, have a good rest at night, and I will go in first."

Since then, the distance between the two has become closer and closer. In addition to treatment, they often go out for dinner, walks, and movies together. Cheng Jue always takes the initiative to send him some desserts that he likes very much.As time passed, Qiming's dependence on him became stronger and stronger, and he let go of himself even more.In fact, Qiming can vaguely feel Cheng Jue's feelings for him in his heart. According to the normal routine, maybe we should stop drawing a clear line with him in time?But how is it possible, I have feelings for him... It's not like I don't have feelings for him.

In fact, a long time ago, just when he lost his memory, he had a clear understanding of his sexuality, otherwise he would not have teased the young man he had just met in that way. (Guide to the young man named Xiao Jing in Chapter 1)

From Qiming's point of view, Cheng Jue did not confess his love first, but an opportunity is needed to communicate with each other.So even though both of them had this intention, they finally had a formal relationship on a rainy night after waiting for almost half a year.

The love came too violently like a tornado, once the two confirmed their relationship, no matter what they did, everything went smoothly, Cheng Jue immediately quit the rent and moved to Qiming's apartment.I honestly told my brother that it was to take better care of him and understand his condition. In fact, as an adult, everyone knows why. Every time they look at each other, sparks spark in the air, and they have been single for many years. Luo Ming, his senior brother and attending doctor, could only smile and express his blessings.

But this care is really attentive. Qiming found that since he was with Zhang Chengjue, he had hardly done any work at home.

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Because the snow that just fell two days ago was melting and the temperature dropped, Cheng Jue did not unlock the car door immediately after sending Qiming to the door of the company, but took a knitted scarf from the back seat and wrapped it around. On Qiming's neck, Qiming's eyes widened and he didn't understand.

"Wear it, it's cold outside."

"But it's only 500 meters from here to the company, and it takes less than 2 minutes. It's unnecessary."

Cheng Jue folded his hands in front of his chest and looked at him with a straight face, as if he would finish playing once he took it off, Qiming immediately became timid, and his attitude softened, "Okay, okay, I will wear it well, absolutely If you don't take it off, let me go out, I'm going to be late for work." Hey, he really ate me to death.

"Hey, I'll pick you up after get off work." Cheng Jue smiled and opened the lock, and squeezed Qiming's sensitive earlobe along the way.

After being teased by him, Qiming ran out of the car blushing, buried his head in the warm scarf, which still had the special smell of cedar perfume from Cheng Jue's body, Qiming took a deep breath...

Wait, where did you get the knitted scarf at home?This seemingly ingenious handicraft was definitely not done by my little cousin Renmei, and just now Cheng Jue was a little more nervous than usual, so... Cheng Jue weaved it in private?Oh my god, it's because of what I said unconsciously before... Ahhh, how can my little Jue be so cute.

No, think of Cheng Jue knitting a scarf clumsily while frowning while reading the instruction manual with wool and needles, what should I do if I like him even more?

Zhang Chengjue, you are really... really a person that people can't let go of.Qiming lowered his head and was secretly pleased that he could have such a lover.

Easter eggs

Regarding Bai Qiming’s words that made Cheng Jue want to weave scarves: I heard that things made by human hands are different from those made by machines. They contain the emotions of the creators and have souls.Cheng Jue, do you think that the gadgets made by men and women in love also have souls?Although we are materialists who have been educated through nine years of compulsory education, everyone is willing to believe in such a romantic thing, isn't it?