I Love You the Most in the World [Entertainment Circle]

Cheng Yu's heart burned when he said this, and the hand covering his eyes seemed to lose all strength.

There is a faint excitement in his heart, mixed with joy, flowing down the river of heart, all the way to the atrium.

He wanted to say yes, but he didn't make a sound.

He was silent for a long time before suppressing the desire and joy in his heart, and calmly said, "No need."

"No need to be like this." His voice is very gentle, as always, like the spring sun, warm and not sunburned, "No need. You are fine now, so you don't need to go out of your way to keep in touch with him gone."

He knew that it was enough for Lin Anlan to have this thought, and he was already very happy, so he didn't need to really do it.

He didn't want him to do it either.

Lin Anlan was puzzled, "Why? You obviously want it very much."

"It's not necessary." Cheng Yu said in a low voice, "You don't need to pay for my emotions, nor do you need to bear the possibility of dissatisfaction for no reason for your future self."

He withdrew his hands from Lin Anlan's eyes. Lin Anlan blinked and adjusted to the light again, and then he heard Cheng Yu's calm and rational words, "Just like you now, you will want to make up for ignoring me before." Me, if I agree and you really do that, you in the future may feel regret for ignoring Jiang Xu now."

"It's not necessary. I'm not Jiang Xu. I don't care about the relationship between you and him. Before I fell in love with you, I have already accepted that he is your friend. He is a good friend who grew up with you. You have a good relationship."

"So I accept his existence, and I also accept your friendship."

"But……"

"It's nothing but," Cheng Yu interrupted him, "If you really want to make it up to me, then wait until you recover your memory."

His voice was gentle and ethereal, like the wind trapped on the top of the mountain, which would disappear at any time, "At that time, if you still felt that I was very pitiful and wanted to make up for it, and wanted Jiang Xu to experience this feeling, Then, I won't object."

"Because at that time, your memory is complete, and you will no longer regret or blame yourself for your actions."

"And now, you don't need to increase this risk for yourself."

He spoke seriously, rationally, and gently.

Lin Anlan always thought that he was the more rational one among the two of them, while Cheng Yu, Cheng Yu liked him so much, so in many cases, his sensibility was greater than his rationality.

It's nothing, it's normal, love is not a rational thing.

If love is rational, everyone should choose the one who loves them and enjoy the happiness of being liked, instead of chasing after their own likes, and would rather go through thorns and thorns, get hurt and discouraged, and have a try.

Love itself is the most irrational thing.

But now Cheng Yu is very rational.

His rationality is not for himself, but for him, so that he will not regret it when he restores his memory in the future, and prevent his future self from blaming his present self.

Lin Anlan sighed and leaned into his arms, "Xiaohua, you can't always think about me, you have to think about yourself, love is inherently selfish, and lovers have the right to be selfish."

"I'm already thinking of myself," Cheng Yu said.

He really thought of him already, if he hadn't thought of himself so much, if he hadn't been so selfish, Lin Anlan should be at her own home now, accompanied by Jiang Xu, to spend this time of amnesia.

He was thinking too much about himself, so he would not let the current Lin Anlan cut off contact with Jiang Xu.

He will always restore his memory, so he can't do too much or make too many mistakes.

If possible, Cheng Yu would still like to get a fixed-term imprisonment instead of life sentence or death penalty.

He looked down at the person in his arms, smiled softly, and said to him, "Take a bath, it's time to sleep."

Lin Anlan went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then Cheng Yu took out his phone and sent a WeChat message.

Cheng Yu: 【The next time Jiang Xu shows up, tell me sooner. 】

【good. 】The other party replied.

He watched calmly and deleted the two wechat messages.

He came back more than 20 minutes earlier than Lin Anlan expected, it wasn't a coincidence, but he stepped up on purpose.

The moment Jiang Xu entered the hotel, someone told him, but he was still busy at that time, so he didn't pay attention to his phone.

Otherwise, Jiang Xu wouldn't be able to spend those 10 minutes alone with Lin Anlan.

Cheng Yu put down his phone and heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Lin Anlan has always been a person with ideas.

Fortunately, such things as amnesia are not common.

So Lin Anlan didn't believe Jiang Xu's words, and used his tricks instead.

So Jiang Xu didn't think in the direction of amnesia, he only thought that Lin Anlan was really doing it for him.

The two of them each held half of the incomplete script, which was incomplete, but they both helped each other find a reason.

From this point of view, Cheng Yu felt that he was quite lucky.

"I hope, I can always be so lucky." He smiled and prayed for himself sincerely.

Lin Anlan took a shower, changed into pajamas, and urged Cheng Yu to do the same.

By the time the two lay down on the bed, the moon had already hung high and the city had fallen asleep.

Lin Anlan walked through the darkness in the silence, he opened the door, and saw two children, two children he was familiar with but not familiar with, they were him and Jiang Xu in childhood.

He looked at his immature face, looked at the low tables and chairs, and guessed that it should be that he had just entered elementary school.

He guessed right, this is indeed not long after he entered elementary school.

He didn't know anyone in the class well, except Jiang Xu, who was in the same building, he knew.

So his adoptive father asked the teacher to let him and Jiang Xu be at the same table.

That afternoon, he felt very tired, and his mental state was not very good. He lay down on the table and dozed lightly.

Suddenly, Jiang Xu whispered in his ear in surprise, "Xiao Lan, why is your face so red?"

Lin Anlan raised his eyelids sleepily and blinked in confusion.

Jiang Xu also lay down on the table, his arm touched his arm, and said strangely, "Your arm is hotter than mine."

Lin Anlan touched it, but didn't feel anything.

He thought of something and touched his forehead, but couldn't tell if it was a normal temperature.

He had no choice but to touch Jiang Xu's forehead, then his own, and said to Jiang Xu, "Touch my forehead, is it hot?"

Jiang Xu raised his hand to touch it, and asked him, "Do you have a fever?"

"I don't know." Lin Anlan said honestly.

"Wait a minute." After Jiang Xu finished speaking, he stood up and ran out of the classroom.

When he saw Jiang Xu again, he saw the homeroom teacher following Jiang Xu. Jiang Xu raised his head and asked anxiously, "Did he have a fever? His face is so hot and red."

The class teacher touched his forehead, and it was indeed higher than normal.

He comforted Jiang Xu and said, "You go to class first, and I will take Lin Anlan to the school doctor's office."

"I want to go together too." Jiang Xu raised his hand.

"No, you are not sick, you stay in the classroom."

"But Uncle Lin said that we are good friends, and I have to take care of him at school."

The head teacher was amused, "Take good care of yourself."

She dragged Lin Anlan away, Jiang Xu looked on pitifully, and followed them out of the classroom step by step, grabbing Lin Anlan and not letting go.

Lin Anlan sent him off, "I went to see a doctor with the teacher. You listen to the class in the classroom. When I come back, you have to tell me what the teacher said, otherwise I don't know what the teacher said in this class."

Jiang Xu thought for a while, and then reluctantly agreed, "Then come back sooner."

"Ah."

The head teacher smiled, and took Lin Anlan to the school infirmary to take his temperature, took medicine, and let him lie on the hospital bed to rest.

"Go to sleep. School will be over in one hour. I just checked the timetable. Your next class is art class. I'll ask the art teacher for leave later. He won't blame you."

As she said, she covered Lin Anlan with a quilt, "Don't be afraid, it's just a fever, just sweat after taking the medicine. I'll call you when school is over."

Hearing what she said, Lin Anlan closed her eyes obediently and fell asleep.

He doesn't want to get sick, he hopes the disease can be cured as soon as possible, and the treatment needs money, and parents without money can't cure the disease, so they may not have children.

It was not easy for him to have new parents. If he gets sick again and cannot be cured, he may have to go back to the orphanage again.

Lin Anlan remembered very clearly that Sister Xiaoqiao told herself that the younger brother who was always laughing had a fever and burned his brain, so his parents didn't want him, and put him at the gate of the orphanage.

Just like my former self.

He doesn't want to burn out his brain, and he doesn't want to be put at the gate of the orphanage anymore.

He closed his eyes and urged himself to fall asleep. The body after taking the medicine cooperated with his thoughts, and he fell asleep after a while.

The head teacher sat beside him and occasionally put a wet towel on his forehead to help him cool down.

Lin Anlan slept deeply. He was not woken up by the teacher in charge until the school bell rang, and they went back to the classroom with him.

Seeing that he was back, Jiang Xu happily ran up to him and asked him, "Xiaolan, are you okay?"

After he finished asking, he frowned again and said, "Why is your face still red?"

Lin Anlan raised his hand and touched his face, it seemed that it was not as hot as before.

"It's all right." He said, "I've taken the medicine and slept through it. The teacher said it's fine to go home and continue taking the medicine."

He walked to his seat, packed his schoolbag, and walked out of the classroom with Jiang Xu.

When the screen turned, Lin Anlan saw that he seemed to have grown up a bit. Although his face still had some baby fat, he was obviously older than when he was in the classroom. He should be about ten years old.

But his condition doesn't seem to be very good, because he has chickenpox.

Chickenpox is a headache, contagious, and itchy.

Lin Anlan had no choice but to ask for leave to stay at home and read a book, but his arm was always itchy, making him want to scratch it.

"It can't be scratched." Jiang Xu immediately stopped him when he saw his eyes shifting to his arms and legs.

"If you scratch it, it will leave a scar."

Lin Anlan didn't care, "It's on the arm, not the face."

"That's not good either." Jiang Xu persuaded him, "Uncles and aunts have already said that you are not allowed to scratch, you can't scratch."

Lin Anlan thought of her adoptive parents, so she gave up.

Jiang Xu was right next to him, not afraid of contagion at all.

Lin Anlan moved the stool and sat a little further away from him, "Don't get so close to me, you've never had it before, too close will contagious."