dreamer

Ji Ziyang sighed, got up and stretched towards the window, then closed the door of the clinic early, and started to drive around by himself.

There are many high-rise buildings and heavy traffic, and everything in the city is so noisy and noisy.

The sea of ​​people is vast and endless, so many people pass by Ji Ziyang every day, but Wei Jiale is the only one who does not.

Can he still meet Wei Jiale? In his lifetime, everything looks so hopeless, without a shred of hope.

After dinner, Ji Ziyang came to the bar he frequented by himself, and sat at the bar drinking dull wine.

There's no way, if he doesn't find something for himself to do, he thinks he'll go crazy sooner or later.

During the period, two girls came to strike up a conversation. Ji Ziyang glanced at the girl with heavy makeup, and his eyes with colored contact lenses made his heart shudder.But the breasts are good, and the butt is also good. As a woman, she doesn't look useless.He imagined in his mind how they looked after removing their makeup. Obviously, they might look better than they do now. Why did they paint themselves like this?

With that in mind, Ji Ziyang turned his head away with a cigarette in his mouth, and continued to stare at the football game on TV, ignoring them.

If something might happen when he was in college, let him be spared now, he would rather solve it by himself if it is more convenient and quick.

He has always been not very interested in things between men and women, and he is not very interested in things between men. There is someone he likes, and the person he likes is a bit of a clean freak, if he gets himself dirty, Wei Jiale will definitely not like him anymore.

Obviously in Ji Ziyang's life, Wei Jiale already seemed like a non-existent person, but the inexplicable brain circuit like the above always repeats many times a day, starting from the age of 17, and then to college life, and then It continues until now.

He knew he should have gotten on with life long ago, but he just couldn't.

Part of the time about Ji Ziyang has stopped, it stopped on the day when he realized that he lost Wei Jiale, so that for so long, Ji Ziyang has been living in the cognition related to Wei Jiale, unable to continue a new life at all.

It's not that he hasn't tried it, he's also tried to find someone new to like, whether it's a substitute or a use, as long as it can divert his attention.

But it's strange that what others can do is so difficult for Ji Ziyang.

Especially when there is a chance to say goodbye to the virgin body, it is even more embarrassing. I usually fantasize about the pleasure brought by big buttocks and big breasts in my mind when I secretly read magazines, but when I look at naked girls, I instantly wither go down.

He doesn't like the sweet fragrance of girls, he likes the sunny grass smell in his memory.

That smell made him feel full and warm.

But he might never smell that way again.

He should have come back to find him sooner.

But he didn't.

Later, when the first ray of sunlight in the morning fell on Ji Ziyang's face through the cracks in the curtains, he woke up humming an unfamiliar yet familiar tune.He sat on the bed in a daze for a long time, and when he finally remembered who taught him this tune, he slowly hugged his pillow tighter and tighter, and then fell on the bed like crazy They fought against the pillow.

Something is not normal about him, he may have been unhealthy since he was a child, he has learned this himself, and he can realize it.

But he was unable to save himself anymore.

He knew that the only one who could save him was Wei Jiale.

But Wei Jiale was gone.

Ji Ziyang stubbed out the cigarette butt, and walked out of the bar alone.It's getting late, and another day is finally coming to an end.

At this moment, several men dragged a man out of the nightclub next door, pushing and shoving. As soon as he arrived at a place where there were few people, the leading man punched the hostage man back.

"Crazy! Perverted! Crazy!"

Ji Ziyang looked at the man who was knocked down with disdain, and the drunk must have caused trouble again.

The man got up from the ground and rushed towards the man who beat him just now, and was kicked to the side of the road by several people after a while.

It turned out that he was still a fool, knowing that the other party was crowded but still acting recklessly, not because he drank too much.

Ji Ziyang smiled contemptuously, and waited to see how much the man would be beaten with a spectator mentality.

However, at this moment, he saw the man's face clearly.

There is a trace of blood on the small mouth, bright eyes, and a small nose. Although the childishness has been taken off, the shadow of childhood can be vaguely seen between the eyebrows and eyes.

Ji Ziyang's head buzzed, his eyes widened for a moment, and then he threw himself on the man's body before the men stepped down, and took a few kicks for him forcefully.

The man looked at Ji Ziyang in surprise, as if he didn't understand why he would save him.

"Jia Le?"

Ji Ziyang didn't pay attention to the yelling and scolding of the men, but looked nervously at the man in his arms and kept asking.

"Wei Jiale?"

But the man only glanced at him twice, and leaned into his arms the next second, his head tilted and he passed out.

Everything happened so suddenly that Ji Ziyang's mind went blank, he just patted Wei Jiale's face lightly, and whispered Wei Jiale's name.

"Dizzy after just two strokes? Trash!"

Seeing this situation, the murderer behind him also felt a little bad, so he yelled and cursed a few words and quickly dodged into the crowd and left in a hurry.

Later, Ji Ziyang didn't have time to express his emotions, and hurriedly brought the unconscious Wei Jiale to the hospital.

The doctor on duty at the emergency department did a simple checkup on Wei Jiale, but luckily there were only minor scratches, so he found a temporary bed and hung a bottle of nutrient solution.

"It's nothing, I guess I was scared, I should wake up in a while."

Ji Ziyang thanked him, and after the doctor left, he sat on the chair beside the bed and observed Wei Jiale who was in a coma.I was anxious just now, and he hasn't taken a good look at him yet.Obviously, the separation of more than ten years has changed the two of them more or less. How should I put it, compared with the 14-year-old boy in my impression, I can only say that I have matured a lot.

But the appearance is mature and mature, this sleeping face is really exactly the same as when I was a child.

Ji Ziyang's heart warmed up, and he stretched out his finger to touch Wei Jiale's cheek unconsciously. The feeling was still the same as in memory, soft and warm.

At this moment, the drowsy Wei Jiale slowly opened his eyes, looking at the surrounding environment in a daze.

"woke up?"

Ji Ziyang was a little excited, and when Wei Jiale's eyes finally fell on him, he showed a shy smile.

"I haven't seen you for so long, and you have learned how to fight?"

Wei Jiale still looked at Ji Ziyang blankly, but wanted to speak but touched the wound on the corner of his mouth, and gasped.

"I'll ask the doctor to give you some medicine!"

Ji Ziyang stood up quickly to call the doctor, but a cowardly stop came from behind him.

"No, thank you."

Wei Jiale sat up from the hospital bed, raised his hand and looked at the needle stuck on it, it was different from the time he met him in the bar street before, at this time his eyes were gone from the sharpness when he was facing the murderer, and his whole body was shaking. Like a cat with anxiety and cowardice, there is also an unconcealable sense of strangeness in his eyes, "Excuse me... where am I?"

Ji Ziyang frowned slightly, and looked at Wei Jiale amusedly.

"You don't know me anymore?"

Unlike Ji Ziyang's agitated mood, Wei Jiale still looked at Ji Ziyang blankly.

"Have I changed a lot? You don't recognize me anymore?"

Wei Jiale's eyes became even more confused.

"I'm Ji Ziyang!" Ji Ziyang didn't know what to say, so he came to Wei Jiale, and lifted up the broken hair on his forehead to let him see clearly, "We grew up together, and then I Moved away, don't you remember me?"

Wei Jiale seemed to understand something, and squeezed out a faint smile apologetically, "I'm sorry, I don't remember you."

Ji Ziyang frowned, as if he wanted to say something to remind him, but before he could say anything, Wei Jiale had already explained, "It's not just that I don't remember you, I don't remember many things Yes," Wei Jiale spoke slowly, without the sense of vivacity he had when he was a child. He pondered for a while, fearing that Ji Ziyang would not understand, he then explained, "I was sick when I was a child, and my memory had problems. I couldn't think about many things. Woke up."

After hearing such a statement, Ji Ziyang looked at Wei Jiale in disbelief, his heart was turbulent.No matter what he said, he couldn't believe that such a Korean plot would fall on his head. Wei Jiale actually lost his memory. What should he say?

It was definitely unacceptable for a while, and Ji Ziyang even wondered if Wei Jiale was angry with him and was trying to trick him on purpose. After all, this guy was quite naughty when he was young, and it's not like he can't do tricky tricks. .

But when Ji Ziyang looked at the person in front of him again, he really felt something different, after all, the strangeness in Wei Jiale's eyes couldn't be concealed.What's more, Wei Jiale in his memory has always been lively and bright. Although he would appear unusually docile when there were only two of them, there was always a bit of aura that couldn't be shaken off.He has never shown such a quiet and dazed expression like now, and even sat on the hospital bed a little sluggishly, with his head drooping slightly, and there was no vitality in his whole body. Those eyes that were originally bright and energetic now look a bit empty now, as if you ignore his words and he can sit here alone for a whole day like this.

Ji Ziyang didn't understand what happened, so he tentatively called Wei Jiale again, "Jiale?"

Wei Jiale didn't respond, and raised his head after two seconds, "Me?"

Ji Ziyang swallowed, "Huh?"

"I'm sorry, but... have you identified the wrong person?" Wei Jiale said slowly, "My name is Wei Xi."

"Wei Xi?"

"Yes, so I think, did you admit the wrong person?"

Wei Jiale's eyes were erratic, and he repeated as if confirming something, "My name is not Wei Jiale, my name is Wei Xi."

Now Ji Ziyang was completely speechless, when Wei Jiale, oh no, it should be said that the man named Wei Xi said that, he even couldn't believe his eyes for a moment.

Although the person in front of him looked like Wei Jiale, the temperament and demeanor he exuded was indeed quite different from the Wei Jiale in his memory. There was almost no trace of him. Did he really recognize the wrong person?

After Wei Xi finished speaking, she lowered her head and remained silent for a while, then pointed to the hanging bottle and asked Ji Ziyang, "What is this?"

"Nutrition solution."

Wei Xi licked her lips, lowered her head again as if she understood and didn't understand, and stopped talking.

And at this moment, Ji Ziyang's mind was also in a mess. There were so many things that happened that night that he really couldn't accept it for a while.First, he met Wei Jiale who seemed impossible to meet again in his lifetime, but it seemed that he just met someone who looked exactly like him.

Wei Jiale actually lost his memory, what happened to him?Amnesia for what?Was it an injury or something else?

There were too many questions in my heart, Wei Jiale looked at Wei Jiale who looked like a stranger and didn't know how to ask him, so the two of them didn't say anything more, and they both fell silent while thinking about each other.

Later, when the doctor came and pulled the infusion needle from Wei Jiale's hand and told him that he could leave, and at Ji Ziyang's insistence and sent Wei Jiale to the place where he lived, Wei Jiale took the initiative to speak to Ji Ziyang again .

"Thank you for saving me, taking me to the hospital and sending me back."

Wei Jiale took out his wallet, "The money used in the hospital..."

"No, not much."

Ji Ziyang stopped Wei Jiale's behavior, but Wei Jiale still insisted on returning the money to him.

"It's really unnecessary," Ji Ziyang frowned slightly, "...we are... are..."

what is it then?

The person in front of him should be the guy closest to him, even the only person he has liked for so many years, but now this person seems like a stranger, he doesn't remember him at all, and it may even be another person , this feels really, really bad.

Wei Xi also felt a little embarrassed seeing Ji Ziyang's hesitation. What happened that night not only had a great impact on Ji Ziyang, but also made him feel chaotic.So he thanked Ji Ziyang again, and he was almost ready to go home.

But Ji Ziyang suddenly thought of something and blocked his way, "Maybe it's a bit presumptuous, but...can you let me see your waist?"

"???"

A rare expression of inexplicability appeared on Wei Xi's bewildered face, and he even took a step back with some vigilance.

"No, no, don't get me wrong, because you look so much like my friend... No, it should be said that I really can't believe that I have mistaken someone," Ji Ziyang walked up to Wei Xi and sincerely asked, " My friend has a red birthmark on his waist and I want to see..."

Childhood memories linger in my mind for an instant.

"What's wrong with you here?"

Ji Ziyang poked Wei Jiale's half-exposed waist and asked curiously.

"It's a tattoo, a tattoo."

"Tattoo? Red?"

"Yeah, handsome?"

Wei Jiale was lying on the carpet flipping through comic books, but now he turned over and propped his head up, raising his eyebrows triumphantly, "Actually, I wanted to tattoo a heart..."

"yes…"

"But I accidentally tattooed it into a ball."

"Haha," Ji Ziyang smiled and threw himself on Wei Jiale's waist, "You're lying, this is obviously a birthmark, don't you think I don't know?"

Wei Jiale also smiled and leaned over to continue flipping through the comic book. The sun shone on Wei Jiale's body, making Wei Jiale's whole body glow with warmth.Wei Jiale like this made Ji Ziyang's heart itch, so he leaned against Wei Jiale and whispered to him, "It's good to have a birthmark, you can't lose it."

...

Seeing Ji Ziyang's serious expression, Wei Xi nodded understandingly, "Then...actually, you don't need to read it."

Having said that, Wei Xi turned around, lifted up her white T-shirt, revealing her fair flesh, a finger-sized red mark landed on her waist, exactly the same as the mark in Ji Ziyang's memory.

"Jiale..."

Ji Ziyang's eyes lit up, and although he knew he was being reckless, he couldn't help but hugged Wei Xi.

I finally found you.

But Wei Xi still looked dazed, and even resisted in the face of a strange hug.But he didn't push Ji Ziyang away, maybe because there was a familiar feeling in Ji Ziyang's arms.

Like the person he has been relying on.