The bodyguard I picked up is BOSS

The decoration of the tea restaurant is a typical style of the Republic of China, even the windows are in the style of square grids with flat openings, and there are bronze wind chimes hanging on the top.

Elegant and quiet, the impetuous heart that was forced by the big city gradually sank.Like tea leaves washed by water, after rolling twice in the water, they slowly float down.

"Aunt Su... did pass away three years ago."

Xiao Boyan didn't intend to hide it from the beginning, since Xu Guanrong recognized Fu Ling, and Fu Ling also recognized him, these two people definitely want to stay together for a lifetime.So, by telling Xu Guanrong about this, perhaps Fu Ling's injuries can be reduced.

"It was not easy for her. Her husband left early, but the relationship between the husband and wife was too deep. She never remarried, and she raised Lingling alone. The mother and son had a deep relationship. I bought a mobile phone for Aunt Su. Aunt Su works in a garment factory, and her hands are frostbitten in winter, but in order to pay Ling’s living expenses, she has been working without rest. On the day of the accident, it was Ling Ling Just back from vacation, Aunt Su was planning to go out to buy some persimmons, his favorite food. When crossing the road, she was hit by a truck."

What Xu Guanrong cares most about is not these mother-child feelings and experiences, but the little guy he dotes on in his arms, as if he didn't know his mother passed away!

"Lingting doesn't seem to know that she passed away. You have been keeping it from him?"

He came up with a very unlikely but the only one he could come up with.

Xiao Boyan smiled, but there was no smile at all, he just hooked his lips slightly, with sadness:

"Mr. Xu, even if I have the heart, but his favorite mother passed away, can this news be hidden for so long?"

Xu Guanrong moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he felt pale when the words reached his mouth, so he didn't speak.

Xiao Boyan took a sip of tea, the bitter taste of the tea made him frown:

"Traumatic amnesia." He spit out this professional term from the brain doctor's mouth, and then explained in vernacular, "Lingling is sick. He doesn't remember Aunt Su's death, nor what happened during that time everything."

"amnesia?"

Xiao Boyan seemed to have guessed his reaction: "Coincidentally? Amnesia is rare, but you both have it. However, the situation of the two of you is different. Listening to him, that period of time was too painful. After a pause, he said again, "It's really painful."

He said, thinking of those memories that hurt him, his tone was like dust:

"When I rushed over, he was wearing filial piety clothes and a sackcloth hat, huddled at the door like a dead man. What about his face... there was no blood at all, almost the same color as the sackcloth. Two His eyes were swollen and he was crying. But when I arrived, he couldn’t cry anymore. I made some porridge and fed him bit by bit, but he couldn’t even eat it, and he had to vomit it after swallowing. He comforted him, but he didn't respond, and after a whole night passed, he said weakly, I don't have a mother anymore."

Xiao Boyan's tone was quite flat, but the scene he described pressed on Xu Guanrong's heart like a stone, making his heart sink.He took a big sip of tea in embarrassment, the bitter taste almost made him vomit all he had drunk before.

Xiao Boyan calmly helped him fill up the tea:

"Mr. Xu, I don't know if you can understand the relationship between their mother and child. My family is fairly happy, so I haven't experienced the feeling of two people being dependent on each other. But I have seen him look like life is worse than death." , I think, I can understand him. As soon as the funeral was over, Ling Ting fainted from exhaustion and lay in the hospital for two days and two nights before waking up. He asked me why he was hospitalized, and told me with a smile, Let me not tell Aunt Su. Otherwise, she will be anxious when she finds out. I knew it was not that simple. "

Xu Guanrong listened to his words word for word, and he has figured out the ins and outs:

"I heard him talking in his sleep that day, and it felt like he was on the phone with his mother-in-law. So, every time he called back, it was actually in a dream, and he imagined it, didn't he?"

Xiao Boyan nodded: "I haven't heard him talking in his sleep. I was always curious about how he called back. Because the phone in my hometown has been disconnected. If I really call back, I will know. If it is really you who said it So, that makes sense."

Xu Guanrong was silent for a moment, then asked again: "The doctor you took him to see before, what did the doctor say?"

"The doctor did not give a specific solution, and only prescribed ordinary drugs. There is no definite cure for this kind of amnesia.

Later, I took him to see a psychiatrist. The doctor's suggestion was to minimize the patient's psychological trauma within his ability.Don't deliberately mention his mother, and don't prohibit him from calling his mother.Opening the bloody truth to him would give him another blow.

The best way is to live as usual, and then discuss the parting between relatives with him in due course.One day, when he can accept this matter, maybe he will be fine. "

Xu Guanrong recalled what he said when Fu Ling brought him to meet his parents that day, and he really wanted to slap himself in the face!

"Dr. Xiao, thank you for taking care of me when I didn't know Lingting."

"This is what I should do as a friend." Xiao Boyan was very clear about interpersonal relationships, "Mr. Xu, you don't have to thank me, because I did this because I cherished this friend, not for you. Now I put Aunt Su's death tells you that the first is to trust Mr. Xu's character. Although your friend Gong Han's character is not very good, I have contacted you and think you can be trusted. Second, of course I will do it with Lingling Friends for life, but he also needs a lover, and his lover may accompany him for the rest of his life, so in order to save him from being hurt for the rest of his life, I will tell you this. "

Xu Guanrong nodded solemnly, "Thank you. I have my mind on this matter, and I will follow the doctor's advice and let him accept it step by step. Of course, if he can't remember it all the time, it's not a bad thing. After all, after remembering , I still have to stab a knife in my heart."

Xiao Boyan agreed with his thoughts: "Well, I think so too."

After Fu Ling's report, the filming of "Returning" went smoothly.The demeanor and emotion are just right, neither too much nor too little.

Due to his injury some time ago, his scenes were basically squeezed into the end of November and the first and middle ten days of December.I have to get up at 11 o'clock every day to put on makeup, wait for the scene, turn on the phone, discuss roles, and staying up late is almost a daily compulsory course.

"Tomorrow is still starting at 5 o'clock, Xiaozhu will be with me."

On this day, Xu Guanrong made a video call, and Fu Ling put the computer on the bedside table, and lay cross-legged on the bed, shaking every now and then.

Zhou Xiaozhu, the assistant, followed him to run the film crew, and his agent also came here often, but he wouldn't stay there all the time, after all, he had to discuss some business cooperation.There is someone to take care of his daily life, and he doesn't have to pay for his clothes like before, so he has no work as soon as work is over, and he often relies on Xu Guanrong to chat.Sometimes they can talk for a long time, sometimes both of them have work to do, so they turn on the video, each busy, and then look up from time to time, and find that the other party is actually looking at me, so they smile stupidly at the screen.

"You wake up so early every day, but you are quite energetic." Xu Guanrong was also on the bed, but he didn't make such a fuss like Fu Ling, he just sat on the head of the bed and put the tablet on the quilt.

"Then when you see the boss, you won't be sleepy any more." Fu Ling joked cheerfully.

Xu Guanrong thought of Xiao Boyan's words, and looked at Fu Ling with distressed eyes: "I lost weight."

He rubbed his cheek against the screen.

Fu Ling puffed out his mouth, moving back and forth: "Where is it?"

"Is it because the chef's cooking is not to your liking? I'll call the ones at home."

With such pride, when Fu Ling left, he specially assigned a private chef to take care of his three meals a day.Even with his little follower Zhou Xiaozhu, he was able to get a taste of it, and occasionally taste the skills of a great chef.

"Oh no!"

Fu Ling didn't like to be independent, and every time everyone went to eat box lunch, he was the only one who started a small stove, and he already felt very embarrassed.At the beginning, he barely ate two bites, but later he felt that a director as big as Zhang Shuping didn't do anything special, and he felt even more ashamed.So Zhou Xiaozhu gave Zhou Xiaozhu all the meals he cooked every day.

"Director Zhang and the others all eat boxed lunches, and I, a young actor, still cook a small stove. That's too much."

Xu Guanrong persuaded him: "Your wound is just recovering, you need food supplements."

"The boxed lunches of the film crew are not bad." Fu Ling was anxious for a moment, and her mouth moved a little, "The yam pork ribs and beef balls that I ate at noon today are also very filling!"

Xu Guanrong's eyes dimmed, as if he caught a fox's tail: "Yam pork ribs, and beef balls?"

Fu Ling's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly explained: "Then what, I was with a few other actors at noon, so I could see what they were eating."

This reason is as pale as I can hear: "You feel sorry for your special food, but instead sit with others with great fanfare?"

Xu Guanrong's eyes have always been sharp, which Fu Ling could feel even when he was in Fu Da.So, being stared at by those deep eyes, Fu Ling suddenly became confused:

"That...haha..."

"You don't want to be discovered by me, so you exchanged lunch with Zhou Xiaozhu, right?"

Fu Ling pursed her lips, and immediately put on a flattering face: "Wow! Boss, you can find out about this! It's amazing! Let me just say, I can't hide this matter for a few days, but it's not, I haven't Have you figured out how to speak? Hehe! Now that you know everything, I don’t have to think about reasons anymore!”

Xu Guanrong lost his temper by his long series of rhetoric. He raised his hand, rubbed his sore brain, and sighed:

"You..."

Seeing that he didn't make a fuss, Fu Ling quickly changed the subject, asked him if he was free, and helped him correct his lines.

However, the next day's boxed lunch was obviously better than the previous one, whether it was the taste of the ingredients or the taste of the soup, it seemed that they had jumped several ranks at once.

Fu Ling wondered - when did the crew become so rich?

However, based on the cowardly mentality that more things are worse than less things, he didn't ask.It wasn't until everyone finished eating their lunch boxes to their hearts' content that Brother Zhong, who was in charge of logistics, pulled him aside:

"President Xu specially ordered this. From now on, you should eat honestly, don't always change with this or that, everyone will eat the same."

Darling, is it because he is afraid that he will lose face and don't want to be special, so he made everyone's diet special?