My nemesis attacked me after amnesia!

Sheng Zhuoran asked the office phone number on the encyclopedia, and wanted to lead Gu Jing to the address on the encyclopedia.

Before leaving, Sheng Zhuoran asked: "By the way, thank you for coming to the hospital with me. I'll buy some fruit and go to your house. Did you have enough rice last time?"

Gu Jing: "..."

Fortunately, she arranged for her aunt to go on a trip, so Gu Jing said, "That's enough, my mother is going on a trip today, and there is no one at home, so I will accompany you to the Xinsheng Medical Research Institute."

Sheng Zhuoran said with a smile: "Thank you, you are so kind."

It was already noon when he came out of the hospital, the sun was hot, and the sun was shining brightly in the midsummer noon, giving Sheng Zhuoran's young and flamboyant smile a whiter and softer light.

Finally, it is not black and white in the photo.

Gu Jing looked down, feeling relieved.Only then did she realize that Sheng Zhuoran was holding his comforting and coquettish hand in the hospital, and he still hasn't let go.

It is very rare for two teenagers to hold hands on the street, passers-by looked at them curiously.

Gu Jing looked away, pulled out his hand, and turned to press the phone: "Thank you for helping to move the rice."

Sheng Zhuoran's face was broken: "Move rice from the supermarket to the ninth floor! Could it be that your reward is just to accompany me to see a doctor! Are you going to move me to the Freshman Research Institute?"

Gu Jing pretended to click on the phone a few times, and showed Sheng Zhuoran the interface of searching the route on the map, pretending that he didn't know the way at first: "Okay, I just found the way, now I will move you there."

Really move?

Sheng Zhuoran was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile, "How do you move?"

"You'll know later." Gu Jing said, and opened the taxi app.

Sheng Zhuoran rubbed his fingers, slightly bowing his head in embarrassment.

Hey, after he showed Gu Jing the terminal illness diagnosis, he seemed to have become a little workman clinging to the terminal illness to dominate the world.

But he really wanted Gu Jing to move him.

Some memories flashed through my mind.The thin and small him nestled in Gu Jing's arms. Gu Jing looked very young, with a stern and good-looking side face, firm and serious eyes, and the outline of the arms under the short sleeves was tight and powerful.

Again and again, Gu Jing leaned over and lifted him up.

Sometimes, he was lying down, and Gu Jing moved him from the hospital bed to another hospital bed that could be towed away; sometimes, he was moved from the hospital bed to a wheelchair; sometimes, he was moved from the wheelchair to the hospital bed ...

He was carried very well by Gu Jing, his slender neck rested on Gu Jing's shoulder socket, his heavy head rested on Gu Jing's shoulder, his back also leaned on Gu Jing's arm, his hands rested on his stomach, All key bones are supported.Gu Jing was still very patient, and would not throw him perfunctorily like a bad nurse. Gu Jing would gently put him on the hospital bed, supporting his weak neck with his palms until his heavy head fell into the pillow.

Sheng Zhuoran shook his head and threw out these strange fragments.

No way, no way, Gu Jing really liked him in his previous life?Could it be that he will come to the hospital to take care of him in his old age in the next semester of his senior year?

Gu Jing took a few glances at this time, put away the phone, pressed his hands on Sheng Zhuoran's neck consciously and rubbed it a few times, and asked, "Is your head uncomfortable?"

The technique was too powerful, as if he was good at kneading acupuncture points, Sheng Zhuoran's neck softened and his head almost fell off.Sheng Zhuoran quickly raised his hand to support his head, and said, "It's okay, I just thought of something."

Gu Jing asked casually, "What do you think of?"

Sheng Zhuoran asked Gu Jing: "It's just a little strange, you obviously live here, why did you go to the school district next door to study when you were young? Where is your household registration in our city?"

When Sheng Zhuoran found out about his aunt's house, Gu Jing had already prepared for this issue. He said: "My household registration is with my dad. But I don't know my dad well. My dad doesn't marry, but there are many Son, I know about dozens of them?"

"Ah, this." Sure enough, Sheng Zhuoran didn't ask carefully, but questioned with the enemy: "Your father must have taken advantage of the family planning loophole! Has he paid the fine yet?"

Gu Jing smiled: "Pay it, the fine is quite a lot."

Sheng Zhuoran scratched his hair: "That's good, I will help you keep this background."

Although they have been playing since childhood, he and Gu Jing are actually not very close...at least they are not the type who often hang out and chat together.Gu Jing suddenly mentioned a private matter, it sounded like Gu Jing was one of dozens of illegitimate children, Sheng Zhuoran felt it was quite sudden.

Maybe it's because I'm terminally ill.

Sheng Zhuoran patted him on the shoulder: "I will take this secret to my grave soon."

Gu Jing: "...It's very slow, you have more confidence in yourself."

On the crowded street in front of the hospital and supermarket, between the fruit stalls and vans on both sides of the road, a black off-road vehicle with a fierce and wild shape appeared, which made people's eyes shine.

As soon as Gu Jing saw it, he said, "The car is here, come, I'll move you."

Sheng Zhuoran stared intently at this extremely handsome off-road vehicle, a little sluggishly: "I remember seeing it on the off-road vehicle list or limited edition, I want to take a picture!"

After filming and collecting it, I still feel that the handsome off-road vehicle is a bit out of place near Market Road. Sheng Zhuoran put it away and said, "Ah, you should have an appointment with the white van next door."

As Sheng Zhuoran said, he walked a few steps towards the van next door.Originally they came here by Changtu bus, but now that Gu Jing is considerate of him as a terminally ill young man, and wants to repay his kindness for moving the rice, it is not a bad idea to take a van to the Xinsheng Research Institute.

Gu Jing pulled him back.

Sheng Zhuoran: "?"

Then, Sheng Zhuoran saw the well-dressed driver brother walking out of the off-road vehicle, ah, no, there was no one in the car except the driver, it should be the local rich brother who bought an off-road vehicle.The local tyrant was wearing a well-tailored and elegant suit without a jacket. He bowed, walked to the rear door of the car, opened the door for the off-road vehicle, and made a gesture of invitation.

Sheng Zhuoran: "?!!"

Are all local tyrants so polite and earn extra money on online car-hailing platforms?

Before he was overwhelmed with surprise, Sheng Zhuoran suddenly vacated and lay down when he felt the temperature on his back and behind his knees.As if being carried thousands of times, the neck and waist were firmly supported, the butt was suspended in the air, the head was consciously resting on Gu Jing's shoulder, and the arms were pressed against Gu Jing's firm and firm chest.

Looking up, it was Gu Jing's graceful jaw.

Sheng Zhuoran blinked.

How come Gu Jing seems to be very proficient in moving people in his life.

Is it a sequelae of moving many times in my previous life?

Gu Jing walked very steadily, Sheng Zhuoran basically could not feel the shock when Gu Jing walked, and moved smoothly to the car, where he sat on the luxurious leather sofa.But there was also a bamboo cushion on the sofa, and an ice water cushion under his buttocks. When he sat down, he felt like he was sitting on cool water, like the kind he used to sit on.This configuration suddenly becomes very unsportsmanlike.

But very homely.

Sheng Zhuoran's head was gently placed on the neck brace, Gu Jing closed the car door, and entered from the other side of the car door.The driver also came in at this time and began to drive silently.

Sheng Zhuoran really wanted to ask the local rich driver to make extra money by driving online car-hailing, let outsiders sit in the back seat of such a home, open the door politely but don't chat, what is the purpose of that.But on second thought, it might be a loan to buy a car and earn some extra money.

Maybe it's a sad thing, so he won't mention it!

Gu Jing's palm suddenly raised in front of him, blocking Sheng Zhuoran's view of the rich driver.

Sheng Zhuoran turned to look at him.

Gu Jing fastened the seat belt on him, brushed his slender fingers across his shoulders, and clasped them around Sheng Zhuoran's waist, asking casually, "Are you comfortable?"

With their faces so close, Sheng Zhuoran thought that the terminally ill treatment was too good, so he was put on a seat belt safely, and praised truthfully: "It's comfortable, for example, the position of the neck brace is just right, and there is a waist support on the back. , It looks very suitable for sleeping. Thank you, the father of the funder, okay."

The local tyrant in front looked up at the rearview mirror with his mobile phone, his eyes were a little startled, and they happened to meet Sheng Zhuoran's cheerful eyes.

Sheng Zhuoran was a little annoyed, as if he had called Gu Jing a benefactor, and he had a bad reputation for Gu Jing, so he shut up.

Gu Jing paused, then sat back, quickly fastened his seat belt, then took out the phone, turned the phone sideways, with the screen facing Sheng Zhuoran, and clicked on the recording.

Gu Jing said calmly, "Then thank you one more time."

Sheng Zhuoran: "Thank you."

Gu Jing: "...um."

Even so, Gu Jing didn't turn off the recording.

On the way, Sheng Zhuoran got enough sleep in the morning and couldn't sleep now, so he looked at the scenery along the road.Gu Jing asked him casually: "You said last time you were going to film an online drama, when are you planning to go?"

Sheng Zhuoran was a little distressed: "Their production crew didn't let people suspend school for filming! The school drama can only be filmed during the winter vacation and summer vacation! It's really outrageous, and it backfired!"

Gu Jing was silent for a while, and then asked: "Is this normal? If the filming is on campus—"

Sheng Zhuoran said: "I'm sick, who knows what the winter vacation will be like, I don't want to film dramas during the winter vacation. And my ideal is to take a break from school to film dramas! Life is too short, I don't want to work during the holidays."

Then, taking advantage of Gu Jing's hesitation to speak, Sheng Zhuoran stretched out his hand, moved his upper body closer, and shook Gu Jing's hand, lowering his voice so that the local tyrant driver in front could not hear: "Life is short. I don’t want to study either, okay?”

Holding hands for the third time, Gu Jing's forearm muscles tightened, but he was reluctant to withdraw his hand after all, and at the same time persuaded: "No, if this institution can cure you, then you will have a lifetime Come to regret not studying hard now—”

Sheng Zhuoran shook his hand, and asked softly like a master: "My life is so short, okay—"

At this red light, the driver brother glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that the person picked up by Mr. Gu was acting coquettishly like a child.

Brother driver: "..."

I understand, it turns out that Mr. Gu likes this one.

Gu Jing was shaken, and he was also shaken.

It's not impossible to be raised by him, but you can compose music, and he will buy all the songs when the time comes.

Gu Jing thought about it again, and asked softly: "If you don't study, you can't play with your phone in class, so why are you wasting a day?"

Sheng Zhuoran said: "It's not what you think! I supervise the brothers to do their homework, so I can also set an example and listen to the lectures. But you don't have to serve me with garlic juice every day! Forget about the weekly finals, life is too short, there are so many reviewers Wouldn't it be wonderful to use time to fall in love."

Gu Jing: "."

Gu Jing squinted and asked him, "Who do you want to talk to?"