Nemesis clings to me after amnesia

When Wen Bieyan opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a hospital bed in the school infirmary.

Staring at the white ceiling and still not recovering from the chaos, the people who have been waiting anxiously around him can't wait to come closer to greet him.

"How are you, Yan Yan? Do you still feel uncomfortable? Are you dizzy? Is your chest uncomfortable?"

Wen Bieyan shook his head instinctively: "No."

"Really?" Yu Wei frowned so much that he could kill a fly, 1 were worried.

"Yeah." Wen Bie propped himself up on the bed and sat up: "I'm fine."

"Phew, it's fine as long as it's fine. You don't even know. As soon as I left the exam room, a boy rushed over and said that my boyfriend passed out. It almost scared me to death!"

Yu Wei stretched out his hand to help him up, but he didn't notice the other side's subconsciously shrinking shoulders when he approached. He still had lingering fears when he thought of the scene at the entrance of the examination room just now. The boy's expression was so nervous and scary, he thought it was a banquet...

bah bah bah!

The banquet is good, there is nothing to think about!

Quickly shook his head to get rid of those messy thoughts, took out a few round chocolates from his bag and handed them to Wen Bieyan: "The teacher in the infirmary said that you do have a little hypoglycemia. You will get dizzy, come on, I bought you candy, you eat two first."

Hypoglycemia is not a disease, but it can really scare people to death every time they faint.

Yu Wei decided that in the future, besides Omega's barrier agent and barrier stickers, chocolate should be added to his regular items when going out.

Wen Bieyan was silent for a moment, then raised his hand to take the chocolate: "Thank you."

The tone is light, deserted, and there is an indescribable strangeness.

Yu Wei blinked, a little uncomfortable with his attitude: "Yanyan, why are you so polite to me?"

Wen Bieyan curled up five fingers to hold the chocolate, hung his head and did not answer.

Fortunately, Yu Wei was very nervous, so he didn't pay attention to his sudden abnormality for a while. He just thought that he had just woken up and hadn't calmed down. He paused for a few seconds and smiled and talked to him about the exam. .

"Let me tell you, Banyan, it's not that I'm overconfident. I also think the exam questions this time are very simple. I finished writing them before the time was up. I even checked every question carefully three times before the bell rang to close the paper. If there is an accident, I should be full marks."

"It's very strange. Many people in my examination room seem to know me. They are obviously not from our school. They took the initiative to call me by my name to find my correct answer just after the test paper was closed. It's really rare. My reputation has reached the entire middle school in Huaiqing City. Have you spread my little fans?"

"They are so enthusiastic, and I, the host, must not lose the chain, so I told them all the answers I still remember, but after only a few words, they screamed and covered their ears and stopped listening hahaha... ..."

Yu Wei babbled on for a long time, and in normal times, Yan Yan would have given him a kiss with a smile on his face, and would have complimented him, "My boyfriend is really amazing", but the Yan Yan in front of him seemed particularly indifferent.

From the beginning to the end, there was no sound, just sitting on the bed quietly and expressionlessly, probably not listening to him seriously, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yu Wei's voice gradually decreased, and the strange sense of uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

He pursed his lips and leaned closer to look at him: "Yanyan, are you still not feeling well? Why don't we go to Lao Wang to ask for leave, the afternoon class is not available, and I will take you home?"

Hearing the sound, Wen Bieyan raised her eyes and glanced at him lightly.

It's not like when I usually look at him with warm and gentle eyes, it seems to be surrounded by a fog of confusion, and even the corners of my eyes are estranged.

Yu Wei was taken aback.

Inexplicably, a coolness that seemed to be lost climbed from his back to the back of his neck, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"No need to ask for leave, I'm fine."

Wen Bieyan lowered his eyelids again and was about to get out of bed, Yu Wei subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him, but just as his cold fingertips touched the back of his hand, the other party subconsciously avoided him.

"..."

There was still another person's temperature in the air, and the lost five fingers slowly tightened together with the heart, and then were stiffly retracted and placed on the side.

From the infirmary to the classroom, you need to bypass half a basketball court, a tree-lined avenue, two floor aisles, three floors of stairs, and a long corridor... It’s nearly 10 minutes away, and neither of the two people said a word .

The moment they walked into the classroom, the noisy voice broke the shell between them like a thin ice solidified and wrapped around them, and vitality poured in.

Wen Bieyan clenched the chocolate in his hand again, and breathed out a breath of foul air soundlessly.

"Study God!"

Wei Jia saw the two of them from a distance, and was the first to rush over: "I heard from Bieban that you fainted this morning, what's the matter, is there anything serious?"

With him taking the lead, other students also noticed this side one after another, asking him if he was okay, and no one could hear what you said and what I said, making it even more lively than before.

"I'm fine." Wen Bieyan said, "It's just low blood sugar."

"Hypoglycemia? Xueshen, do you also have hypoglycemia?"

"Did you forget to eat breakfast? I still have two steamed buns here!"

"I've got sugar here! Mentos!"

"Okay, you guys, didn't you see her boyfriend is here, will it make Xue Shen hungry and unable to eat candy?"

"Haha, that makes sense. Brother Yu, how was the exam today?"

"Needless to say, with the blessing of talent and darling love, our Brother Yu must be invincible in the examination room!"

...

There were still more than ten minutes before the self-study class was over, and the group of noisy people lost their sense of proportion when they started arguing. Fang Yan stepped forward and yelled at the top of his voice to calm everyone down, and changed from yelling to whispering.

Wen Bieyan and Yu Wei returned to their seats and sat down one after another. Du Sisi turned his head and put two lollipops on his table, and said in a low voice, "Xueshen, this is the last food left by Jiabao and me. Keep it. It will definitely come in handy in the future.”

"Thank you."

"Oh, you're welcome, I've asked you so many questions, one candy isn't enough to pay my tuition."

Du Sisi winked at him and turned back.

Wen Bieyan put the lollipops and chocolates together in the drawer, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw Yu Wei randomly picked one from the pile of test papers on the table without saying a word, and began to work hard.

The movement of closing the hand paused for a while, then put it back on the table and started to make the test paper.

Usually in self-study class, I wish I could put my whole head on his side. The people who stick to him are surprisingly peaceful, and they don't cross the boundary with an elbow, let alone free up a hand to hold him and make trouble with him...

Wen Bieyan was not used to it.

It was like falling asleep accidentally in the examination room, and he didn't know the time until he was awakened by a dream, only to find that there were less than 10 minutes left before the end of the exam, but his test paper was still mostly blank.

My heart fell like it was stepping on the void, and I couldn't touch the bottom, and I was helpless.

Looking at the densely packed text on the test paper, he knew every word, but he couldn't read it even if he couldn't even read it.

My head turned into a broken TV, no matter which channel it was tuned to, it was a mess of black and white throbbing and numb images.

The time is stretched out, one step forward and three steps back, every minute and every second becomes slow.

Until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Wen Bieyan was suddenly pulled back from where his thoughts had strayed, and at the same time, he heard the person around him who had been silent for a long time call his name.

"Banquet..."

Heartbeat and breathing slowed down a beat.

The pen that had been moving fast fell on the test paper, Yu Wei's voice was like an old tape, as if he had exhausted all his strength, hoarse, and had difficulty uttering words: "If you..."

"Teacher Wang said that in the afternoon, he will comment on the test paper and the exercise book that was just completed for the weekly exam last Friday. In addition, there are new test papers to be distributed. A few people will come to the office with me to move them."

Li Yunfeng's voice sounded at the same time as Yu Wei's, the former was high-pitched and loud, directly covering the latter tightly.

Before Wen Bieyan heard what Yu Wei said to him, he had already put away the test paper and stood up: "I'll go."

After him, a few more boys volunteered to go to the office.

Yu Wei was the last to walk, and a monkey jumped up and rubbed his head without making a sound. His always thin and straight figure was lonely in the bustle, showing a bit of untimely loneliness.

Wen Bieyan looked at him from a distance, and suddenly remembered the dream he had when he went to find him in the middle of the night.

It was the same with Yu Wei in the dream. After being deducted points by him, he pushed the bicycle forward pitifully by himself, and he wouldn't answer no matter what he called him from behind.

It wasn't until the figure disappeared in the corner that he looked back in a daze.

He should have asked him what he was trying to tell him just now.

He thought, it doesn't matter, then ask him when he comes back.

It's a pity that all the test papers and workbooks were handed out until the class started, and he didn't wait for Yu Wei to come back.

"Brother Yu asked Lao Wang for leave, saying that he was too tired from the competition, and he wanted to go back and rest for two days, and come back to class next week."

Qian Yin said to Wen Bieyan: "He doesn't bring the test papers with him anymore, and he will make up for it when he comes back on Monday, Xueshen, please help clean up for your husband, don't be messy, and you won't be able to find anything when you come back."

"...Got it, thank you."

What was taught in the two classes in the afternoon, Wen Bieyan didn't listen to a word, and his eyes fell quietly on the test paper that Yu Wei hadn't had time to pack up.

In half a class time, I wrote the ghostly symbols on the entire test paper, but I filled in every blank. Unfortunately, every answer was wrong, and the answer was wrong.

At first, he really thought that he was doing the test paper seriously.

...

The rain didn't stop until after school in the afternoon.

According to the weather forecast, there will be a whole day of rain today, and there will be probabilistic rain tomorrow, and the temperature will continue to drop. It depends on luck if the rain stops.

When Wen Bieyan packed up his things and returned home, Father Wen and Mother Wen were already busy preparing dinner in the kitchen.

The home is warm and quiet, which doesn't match his noisy mood at all.

After saying hello as usual, he went straight back to the room and closed the door. He put the schoolbag aside and sat down on the stool.

After sitting for a while, I realized that it was a little cold, so I reached out and closed the open window. The last gust of cold wind failed to take the opportunity to get in and was isolated from the outside.

The moment he fainted in the corridor, he had already remembered everything.

Everything that should be remembered and should not be remembered is clear and clear, and nothing is left behind.

When the truth that he had been trying to figure out was suddenly laid out in front of him, he was not as calm and calm as he imagined.

When I was confused and confused, I didn't know what to do, so all subconscious indifference and xenophobia became instinctive self-protection.

Now that this layer of self-protection has been removed, the helplessness that was temporarily left behind took the opportunity to sweep and occupy his entire mind again.

He felt like a person who woke up after a long sleep and had many bizarre dreams. The two memories of the waking state and the unconscious state were mixed together, and he couldn't even tell which ones were true and which were false. , which are just dreams, and which are reality.

The scenes of confrontation in the past and the scenes of provocative and intimate intimacy are all intertwined in a mess, and the mind is in chaos, and all the clues are entangled into a dead knot.

I vaguely know what I want, but the more I want to find out a clue, the more I turn everything into a mess.

Everything is seriously over the top.

The textbooks never taught him how to accept all this quickly at such a time, what solution to take to solve it, and how to use a strong heart to face the outrageously bold self after amnesia.

A person sat for a long time looking out of the window out of focus, waiting for the chaotic thoughts to be enough, and then gradually calmed down, making room for him to think calmly.

too suddenly.

It was so sudden that he couldn't react for a moment.

In his memory, yesterday they were rivals who were incompatible with each other, but today they have become a gluey couple. No one can immediately accept such a change, let alone him.

It is no exaggeration to say that the moment he opened his eyes and saw Yu Wei, he was so confused that he didn't even know which self he should use to get along with him. It was normal and reasonable to say what to say.

Tangled and confused, at a loss what to do, unable to figure out why or find a breakthrough, I can only temporarily blame all the attachments that have nowhere to rest in one place:

What did Yu Wei want to say to him this afternoon?

what exactly is it......

There was a crisp sound when the bowls and chopsticks were placed on the table and collided. Mother Wen tapped the table with her hand and called him to eat in the living room.

Wen Bieyan rubbed the bridge of his nose and walked out of the room to the dining table. The tangy aroma revived his already numb brain.

The moment he picked up the chopsticks, he remembered that Yu Wei was still hugging him affectionately this morning, and happily said that he would cook for him in the afternoon.

So what will he be doing now?

He didn't go home with him, would he cook by himself, or would he be lazy and choose to order takeaway as usual?

"Ayan, Ayan?"

"what?"

Wen Bieyan came back to his senses slowly, and looked at the opposite side blankly: "Dad, what's wrong?"

"I'm in a daze after eating." Dad Wen laughed, and reached out to help him pick up a piece of ribs: "Has Xiaoyu finished the exam today? How is it? Did he say how he did?"

"He said...it's pretty good." Wen Bieyan lowered his head slightly, making it impossible to see his expression: "It should be possible to get full marks."

"The full score is so good?" Papa Wen was surprised: "Isn't that the national champion is booked?"

"probably."

"Hahaha, it's amazing! Wait until you get the [-] points, and work harder in the later stage, and it will be considered a deal for you to go to Tsinghua University together."

Wen Bieyan froze his hands, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled carelessly, but didn't speak.

"By the way, Ah Yan." Mother Wen said, "Xiaoyu left too quickly last time, and a set of pajamas was left behind at our house and I forgot to take it away. I just saw it when I was collecting clothes on the balcony. When you went to school Take it for him."

"......it is good."

Mother Wen paused for a moment, she didn't know what to think, she frowned slightly and asked again: "One more thing, I thought about it later, did I ask too bluntly when we met last time? Xiaoyu now knows that I already know him Is it your boyfriend?"

The three words I was used to hearing during the amnesia period suddenly seemed a bit abrupt at this moment.

Wen Bieyan's eyelashes trembled, and she silently shook her head: "He doesn't know."

He is so stupid, he believes everything he says, how could he know.

Mother Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "it's good if you don't know. Your father told me about it afterwards, and I thought I had revealed it."

"Anyway, don't tell him that Alpha is a virtuous person. A young hooligan will become an old hooligan when he grows up. If he meets his parents too early and knows that he has been allowed, what will happen if he doesn't want to be presumptuous?"

Unexplainably, Papa Wen lay down his gun and acted like an old hooligan. He smiled and shook his head, accepting all the hats that his wife took off.

Looking at the dishes in the bowl, another picture appeared in Wen Bieyan's mind involuntarily.

presumptuous?

How could that person who was so nervous that his hands tremble even when he kissed him be presumptuous?

Returning to the room after dinner, Wen Bieyan took out the test paper and put it on the table.

He wanted to divert his attention by doing the test paper and rest his tortured and exhausted brain, but for some reason, when he saw the test questions, all he could think about was the test paper full of wrong answers on Yu Wei's desk.

What was Yu Wei's mood at that time?

Is it the same as he is now, in a mess?

No, it must not be more chaotic than him, at least Yu Wei has always been sober, unlike him, who did everything that should be done and should not be done in a daze, and dragged others into the water together without reason.

The two test papers can usually be completed in less than two and a half hours, but today they were forced to be dragged to four hours to be barely completed.

However, I unexpectedly discovered that learning this matter can not only practice concentration, but also a good medicine to divert attention at certain times.

The constant cutting and chaos were finally squeezed out by the formula of ancient poetry, and the brain, which had been exhausted for almost a whole day, finally had a moment of tranquility.

...

I didn't sleep well all night, and I had several incoherent dreams. In the dream, he and Yu Wei were fine, holding hands during walks, and he sent him home after school...

They are like a real couple, everything seems very natural.

The dream was so real that when he woke up, he didn't realize that it was a dream for a moment, and even the corners of his mouth were raised and the curve still stopped on his face before it faded away.

I rushed to the classroom with an indescribable expectation, but Yu Wei still didn't come.

Wen Bieyan looked at the empty seat, and his heart was also empty.

When he was absent-minded in class, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Yu Wei's desktop beside him.

Some habits will be engraved in the mind subtly over time, which are difficult to detect at ordinary times, but will be revealed unconsciously in every gesture.

His fragile product has long been used to inertia by his boyfriend, and he is used to asking him for help when encountering problems that he cannot solve, relying on him, guessing what he would do if he was there...

Habits are worthy of being habits, not only did not become reality with the recovery of memory, but became clearer.

It's ironic, from yesterday to today for more than 24 hours, he didn't think of a reason, but he has thought of Yu Wei countless times, something is clearly ready to come out, but he still can't grasp the fleeting corner of his mind.

"The rain hasn't stopped yet."

The morning class was over, and Wen Farewell, who had gone away again, came back to his senses when he heard Du Sisi's frustrated complaints.

Looking at the formulas that were written all over the blackboard and hadn't had time to erase it, he suddenly realized what he said in the morning, but he didn't listen to it at all.

"Didn't you bring an umbrella?" Wei Jia asked her, "The rain in the cold spring is the coldest, and the bones are covered with ice. Otherwise, why don't you ask your family to pick it up?"

"Of course I brought it." Du Sisi patted the schoolbag: "I'm not stupid, I'll forget it when it rains every day these two days, but it's annoying, half of my trouser legs will be wet when I walk home."

She put the test papers that she needed to take home today into her schoolbag, and accidentally found a strange test paper from the folder.

When I saw the vertical row of red hearts in the blank space for the first time, I was still a little stunned. I wondered when I had drawn this. I took a closer look, oh, the test paper is not hers, the owner is the one behind her.

"Xue Shen, this is for you!" She turned her head and put the test paper on the banquet table: "A long time ago, I borrowed Brother Yu's test paper and copied the wrong set of questions, but I kept forgetting to return it, so I found it. You keep it for Brother Yu." I don’t know where he used to put his test papers.”

Wen Bieyan lowered his eyes and thought to himself, what habit does he have? The habit is to randomly stack stacks and stuff them in the drawer, regardless of subjects, so he can find half a class next time.

The love heart on the test paper was so red that they all thought it was drawn by Yu Wei, but only he and Yu Wei knew it was not.

That was in order to record the number of times his heart beat for the boy around him at that moment, and he drew them one by one with his own hands.

Yu Wei has no position, and he can't be coaxed to be wronged if he is wronged, and he will be resurrected with blood when he rubs his palm, and he even brazenly threatens to blame him for a lifetime.

The fingertips landed on the test paper, and the vivid heartbeat seemed to have been recorded. Gently swipe the fingertips, and felt as thin as an electric current piercing through it.

The dense fog that shrouded the top of the head quietly dispersed for a while.

He put the test paper into his folder and said in a low voice, "Okay."

It rained for most of the day again.

There was no sign of rest from morning to afternoon.

Wen Bieyan walked out of the school gate holding an umbrella.

The high school seniors who also left the school were bustling with each other. Colorful umbrellas covered the entire road, and the umbrellas were crowded side by side. The rain inevitably dripped down the corners, wetting half of the shoulders.

Wen Bieyan followed the flow of people to the side, walking very slowly.

He wanted to wait for the crowd to disperse before going out.

There was an endless stream of traffic mixed with the crowd, and a car was scratching the road not far away, and the surrounding circle was noisy.

Wen Bieyan raised his head, his gaze faintly passed over the scratching vehicle, and when it fell to a certain point, he suddenly stopped.

The figure passing by under the sidewalk tree is... Yu Wei? !

The crowd became disturbed and obtrusive.

Wen Bieyan let out a breath of white air, frowned and squeezed through the wall subconsciously trying to catch up.

The scratching vehicles did not move away, blocked in the middle of the road and blocked most of the road. Wen Bieyan couldn't find a way out, so he put away his umbrella and walked sideways in desperation. I don't know whose umbrella edge passed by, it was cold and hard, and the blowing His cheek hurt.

By the time he finally got under the tree, the crowd had mostly dispersed.

The group of pedestrians had already changed, and the figure from the back that made him go through this section of the road had already walked for a long time, and his walking steps were a little shaky.

Water dripped from the hand holding the umbrella, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Wen Bieyan stood where he was, and realized that the figure from behind didn't look like Yu Wei at all.

Yu Wei has always walked briskly, his back is straight and straight, and he has never hunched his head like this.

Holding the mobile phone in his coat pocket, he suddenly had a very strong urge to call Yu Wei.

Wanted to ask where he was, what he was doing, ask him—

What are you asking?

It seems that I don't know what to ask, it's just very simple, I want to call him...

"Ayan!"

A cry brought Wen Bieyan back to his senses, and when he turned around, he retracted his half-stretched hand.

Only then did he realize that Dad Wen's car had stopped on the side of the road at some point, and he was smiling and greeting him with his head out the window.

"I was just about to call you, but I didn't expect you to come out. It seems that it's better to come early than to come by coincidence."

Father Wen said: "It's raining. I don't know how to hold an umbrella. My shoulders are wet. Come up quickly."

Wen Bieyan responded in a low voice, opened the door and got in the car.

There was not only Papa Wen in the car, but also a familiar uncle, who should be Papa Wen's colleague whom he had seen before.

Wen Bieyan yelled politely, then stopped talking, wiped her shoulders and hair with a tissue, then sat quietly in the back seat and stared out the window, listening to their casual chat.

Men's topics are few and far between except for work. Papa Wen and the others chatted around about school topics, but there was nothing to talk about in the end. After a short silence, Papa Wen's colleagues talked about the past few days knowledge.

"...It seems that the beating was very severe. I heard that when the head of the school went, several students saw blood, some were slightly injured, and all of them were injured."

"So serious?" Papa Wen answered, "Everyone near No. [-] Middle School should be students from No. [-] Middle School. How can it be so serious?"

The colleague said: "Old Wen, don't underestimate the current students. They are too simple, and they are young and energetic. If a trivial matter provokes a temper, it may be that white knives come in and red knives come out."

"It's too exaggerated."

"It's not an exaggeration, it's definitely based on reality."

A colleague said: "And there are quite a few real people of this type. Anyway, if you want me to say, the students of this age, the ones who fight are definitely the worst group. How can a good student do such a thing? After all, it’s just some bad students who figured it out, don’t you think?”

Father Wen didn't quite agree with his point of view: "Old Xu, you are too absolute—"

"no!"

As if a certain nerve had been touched, the person who had been looking out the window suddenly interrupted him, his brows were tightly frowned, and he had great opinions on what he said: "That's not the case! There is no worst, not all of you They are all bad students!"

Unexpectedly, he would express his opinion, and the two people in the car were taken aback.

Wen Bieyan has always given everyone the impression of being steady and silent, especially in front of outsiders.

It was the first time that such a slightly eager and reckless performance appeared.

Father Wen glanced at him from the rearview mirror, and couldn't help the doubt in his tone: "A Yan?"

Some emotions are blurted out by conditioned reflexes, and there is no way to take them back after the reaction.

Wen Bieyan looked at his father's gentle questioning gaze, and his back leaning against the back of the chair stiffened for a moment.

After a while, the hands folded in front of him slowly tightened, lowered their eyes, and apologized in a low voice.

This topic was skipped intentionally or unintentionally.

The content of the chat in the second half of the journey was led to work by Father Wen, and Wen Bieyan didn't say a word until he got home.

Colleagues said goodbye to them at the gate of the community.

The father and son entered the elevator one by one, and watched the elevator door close in front of their eyes. Father Wen's voice with a gentle smile sounded: "Are you in a bad mood?"

The latter held the umbrella tightly, hesitated for a while, and said nothing.

Papa Wen didn't care, he half guessed and asked, "Did you quarrel with Xiao Yu?"

Wen Bieyan did not choose to remain silent this time, and shook his head lightly: "No." He said, "There is no quarrel."

Some emotions cannot be deceived, and they will always be revealed in a simple action or between the lines.

Papa Wen understood.

Pulling the corners of his lips and smiling, he didn't ask too much, but just raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder when he got off the elevator: "What can you worry about, kid? No matter how big the trouble is, it's nothing more than studying and the college entrance examination."

"No matter how worrying and worrying things are, there are only two choices. Don't dwell on it for too long. Just pick the one that makes you happy, and put the others aside, don't think about it or care about it."

"The cause and effect are not important, as long as you understand it, in life, the most important thing is to be happy, isn't it?"

...

It's spring, and the days are slowly getting longer.

Just after seven o'clock, the sky darkened, and the street lights downstairs illuminated every pool, every wisteria trellis, and every wet bluestone road.

Wen Bieyan locked himself in his room and devoted himself to doing the test papers for the whole afternoon.

Papa Wen's words slowly settled in his consciousness, and the complicated chaos settled down, and he finally pulled out all the three souls and six souls in the long dream.

He let out a breath and put down his pen, closed his eyes, and looked out the window for a long time in silence.

After taking it back, a pair of eyes that were washed clear and bright by the rain fell on the little wooden figure standing upright at the corner of the table.

Still looks silly, the knife skills are not bad but definitely not good, the face carved out is straight and boring, the hands don't look like hands and feet, and the facial features are so crooked that it makes people laugh.

The only desirable thing is the pinch of dull hair on the top of the head.

It curled up in a funny arc, vivid, exactly the same as the wisp that he patiently suppressed every time he woke up from sleeping on the desk.

Unconsciously twirling her fingertips, the fluffy and soft touch seemed to remain in her palm, within reach.

Sometimes it is as difficult to find a breakthrough from the intricacies of the school, but sometimes it is so simple that it only takes a blink of an eye.

The gears of my thoughts faltered for two days and then came to a complete standstill—only to spin again after the clock ticked.

This time, everything was refurbished, and the edges and corners of the carton were all smoothed out, making it smooth all the way.

Finally, all the mixed chaos was thrown away.

The most worrying memory is like a river that has been trapped in a fjord for a long time. If it does not move, once the gate is accidentally opened, it will pour out all of it.

It wasn't until I was fully awake and determined after the turmoil and entanglement that I realized that those images that I used to resist, repel, or even hate were almost out of my mind. The intimacy and sweetness of being together day and night.

The little wooden man fell into the palm, and the hidden and inextricable clues were finally pulled out.

Pulling a hair moves the whole body, pulling it hard, and the roots that come out are coiled and uncontrollable.

Even after being briefly ignored, he still remembered everything clearly.

I remember that Yu Wei patiently helped him pick all the onions out of the porridge because he didn't like onions; I also remembered that when he was affected by Li Yunfeng's susceptible period, Yu Wei rushed over in a panic and domineering He was tightly protected with his own pheromone and quickly took him out of the classroom.

I remember that he was allergic to pollen, and when he woke up, Yu Wei held his hand and said sorry for not taking good care of him with red eyes. I also remember that when he was in estrus, Yu Wei said that he would be his caller for the rest of his life. The accompanying human inhibitor.

I remember that he waited for him downstairs all night just to let myself watch a firework. I remembered that in the haunted house, I was so scared that I rushed to protect him desperately. I remembered that he said that all Omega should be well protected.

I remember that when he saw him being bullied by Yang Xiao, he went crazy and vented his anger for himself. I remembered that he studied so hard to fulfill his promise to go to college with him. Clumsily learning how to cook...

Too much.

Everything is presented very clearly in front of my eyes like a revolving lantern, every word, every sentence, even every expression, every smile...

Frame by frame engraved into the mind, into the blood.

The barrier sticker on the neck that the man had put on by himself was torn off, and the ink fragrance that Little Jasmine was familiar with had seeped into the air little by little, lingering on the fingertips of her nose, evoking the longing that had been suppressed all day.

All the things that affect him are tightly tied to another person, and the most precious thoughts in the deep chaos finally become clear.

He likes Yu Wei.

It turned out that no matter how outrageous the cause and course, no matter how chaotic everything is after recovering the memory, this point is like the intersection of a mountain stream and a mud flow, with a clear and clear boundary.

He really fell in love with Yu Wei.

Even if it was only because of the misleading fanfiction at the beginning, even if he has recovered his memory and remembered everything now, his liking still hasn't weakened at all, or even more.

Papa Wen is right, no matter how worried you are, there are only two choices, why bother with it for too long?

Since one side has no value, just pick the one that makes you happy, and leave the others aside and don't need to worry about it. .

With a sudden heartbeat, he squeezed his numb palms, lowered his head and opened the drawer, and the unopened red envelopes were placed in the most conspicuous position.

Next to it was a dark blue velvet gift box containing a ring, and a neatly folded love letter placed solemnly in a corner.

It was a love letter written to him by his boyfriend, a love letter that had been deliberated for a long time and was still so poor that there was only one word.

Wen Bieyan took out the red envelope and opened it.

Inside were six brand-new banknotes. When they were poured out, there were two hearts folded out of red paper. They were neatly folded. I don't know how many sheets of paper were wasted to practice before finally folding into this effect.

The eye sockets turned red quietly, and a soft smile appeared that he hadn't even noticed.

It's just that in the next second, I thought of some unspeakable memories, pursed the corners of my mouth, and stuffed money, love and love letters into it with red ears.

While the heart-warming memories are filling my mind, some scenes that I can't face for a while are inevitably recalled together.

He used to take the initiative to hug, kiss, act like a baby, put him to sleep, mark him, and even offered to help him on his sofa...

If all these are the shackles tied to his feet at this moment, as long as he thinks of the fact that he likes Yu Wei, these things will follow uncontrollably, making him so ashamed that he can't even face himself.

The voice in his heart told him that he should go to Yu Wei, and the pheromones entangled in the air were also urging him.

But only that shackles trapped him. Self-esteem has always been the most useless and the most difficult to give up, making it impossible for him to break through the psychological barriers and take the initiative to face everything that has happened irreversibly.

He let go of his lower lip that had been bitten white, closed his eyes and buried his whole face in the crook of his arms distractedly, even the exposed skin on the back of his neck turned from snow white to crimson.

For the first time in a fully awake state, his heart was pounding and pounding for his sweetheart.

He thought nervously against his hot ears that he might need a step.

It doesn't need to be too long, two or three steps are enough.

He stood on the steps with the shame that he was worthless but couldn't put it down for a while, and Yu Wei stood under the steps, as long as he opened his arms to him, and called