Sediment rises

Lin Congxuan buried his head even lower, and he said "um" in a nasal voice, which was only a little higher than the sound made by mosquitoes, and no one heard it.

Chen Zui's complexion was even worse than the previous few days, his whole body exuded a lifeless decadence, his lips were pale and his voice was hoarse, as if he was dying and struggling on the verge of death.

Liang Yiwan was a little worried, and he said in a coaxing tone: "Xiaoxuan, aren't you very worried about Chen Zui? He seems to be sick."

As expected, Lin Congxuan glanced in Chen Zui's direction, moved his feet back and forth, and wanted to walk in Chen Zui's direction, but it seemed that someone had tied his feet, and he looked a little at a loss.

Liang Yiwan winked at Chen Zui, Chen Zui was taken aback for a moment before he understood, and he took a few steps closer and handed over the thing in his hand: "Xiaoxuan, these are the biscuits just baked this morning, do you want to eat them?" a little?"

Encouraged by Liang Yiwan's eyes, Lin Congxuan poked his head out. He looked at Chen Zui's hand. When he saw a small burn on the back of Chen Zui's hand, there was something in his eyes that were wrapped in shells and did not dare to reveal easily. Seeing a different emotion, his pupils suddenly dilated, and then he walked up to Chen Zui.

Chen Zui was a little happy about Lin Congxuan's reaction. He shook the box in his hand to remind Lin Congxuan to take it, but Lin Congxuan stretched out his index finger and gently rubbed it on the back of Chen Zui's scalded hand.

Chen Zui's whole body was stiff and he didn't dare to move. He asked Liang Yiwan with his eyes if it was his hallucination, and Liang Yiwan nodded to him.

With his Adam's apple twitching, Chen most cautiously took a step closer, he was a little flustered with excitement.Before he saw anyone, he could still control his desire to tie him back home, but at this moment Lin Congxuan was standing in front of him, touching his hand as if he felt sorry for the wound on his hand, he just wanted to tie him back immediately. I hugged him, confessed to him, told him that I miss him, miss him, want to love him, want to love him, and I have gone crazy thinking about him.

Chen Zui gritted his teeth, remembering Lin Congxuan's fear and resistance, he forced himself to calm down.The two of them faced each other in silence, Chen finally couldn't hold his breath, he asked in a coaxing tone like walking on eggshells: "Xiaoxuan, shall we go home?"

Lin Congxuan seemed to understand and didn't understand, he raised his head and stared at Chen Zui's mouth.

Chen Zui was stunned for a moment, and suddenly Fuzhi understood Lin Congxuan's meaning, he opened his mouth slightly to let Lin Congxuan take a closer look, and then said: "It may be that the tonsils are inflamed, and it hurts a little, just take some medicine, we will be fine. How about going home?"

Lin Congxuan lowered his head again, and withdrew his hand, as if hesitating in distress and resisting.

Lin Congxuan's resistance, which Chen could have expected most, was just when he was about to say "it's okay if you don't return", the person in front of him didn't nod but looked at his car, as if saying "get in the car now".At that moment, Chen was so ecstatic that he almost wanted to cry out.

Until Lin Congxuan obediently sat in the driver's cab, Chen's most suspended heart finally fell to the ground. Although Lin Congxuan still resisted physical contact with him, as long as he kept people by his side, he would spend the rest of his life to touch him. Approached his little election.

Liang Yiwan bent down to fasten Lin Congxuan's seat belt, then rubbed his hair with some reluctance, and said softly, "Xiaoxuan, remember to miss me."

In Lin Congxuan's regular life, the order of appearance is very important.

Liang Yiwan thought, let me play first in the next life, okay?

As the cold wind swept past, Chen Zui thanked and apologized to Liang Yiwan, and then drove away slowly with Lin Congxuan rolling up a layer of fallen leaves.

He was a little anxious, he wanted to take Lin Congxuan home and treasure it for the rest of his life.

Chen Zuo opened the door of the house and helped Lin Cong choose cotton slippers at the porch. He wanted to help him take off his shoes, but Lin Congxuan took two steps back quickly.

Chen was most embarrassed and retracted his hand only to remember that Xiaoxuan was still afraid of him. He moved the shoe in front of Lin Congxuan with a dry smile and said softly, "Can you change it yourself?"

Light as if afraid of waking up this dream.

Lin Congxuan kept his head down, changed his shoes and went into the living room.When Chen Zui changed his shoes and walked into the living room, there was no one in the living room, and the sound of the cold wind that quietly entered the window and brushed against the glass could be heard clearly.Chen Zui was breathing heavily, for a moment he couldn't tell whether what happened just now was real or his own dream.

He immediately opened the room selected by Lin Cong. There was no one there, no one in the kitchen, and no one in the dining room.

The air in Chen Zui's chest seemed to be emptied, his body was trembling, and he fell helplessly on the cold floor of the living room, and at the moment when he was about to collapse, his hands were held.

Lin Congxuan took a small tube of ointment and squeezed out a little to apply on the burnt area on the back of Chen Zui's hand, gently circling with his index finger.After applying the ointment, he took out a box of anti-inflammatory medicines from the small medicine box beside him and took two, and quickly put them into Chen Zui's palm.

Chen Zui held his breath and watched Lin Congxuan apply the medicine for himself, and then he realized that Lin Congxuan was looking for the medicine box just now, and he buried his head in joy and sorrow and muttered to himself: "Xiaoxuan, you really scared me to death." gone."

Lin Congxuan did not respond, put away the medicine box and left. When Chen Zuo came to his senses, Lin Congxuan had already entered his room.

Chen most remembered that Lin Congxuan hadn't had dinner yet, and he hadn't eaten himself. Now that he had calmed down, he felt a dull pain in his stomach.He immediately went to the kitchen to cook a pot of porridge with vegetables and lean meat. During this time, he learned how to cook from Yang Qiaoshan, but because of his dull talent, he could barely cook two pots of porridge that was still edible.

When the porridge was almost cold, Chen Zui knocked on the door of Lin Congxuan's room. After a while, there was a slight noise from inside, but the door didn't open.Chen Zui knocked again, and said in a gentle voice, "Xiaoxuan, would you like something to eat?"

After a long time, with a "click", the door opened a crack, Lin Congxuan lowered his head, and Chen most could only see his hair twirling.

Chen Zui handed over the porridge bowl in his hand: "You can eat in your room, okay?"

Lin Congxuan stared blankly at the green vegetables in the bowl. He was thinking about where the bowl of porridge came from. Then he followed the bowl and saw the familiar hand with sharp knuckles. He took it steadily and closed the room. Door.

Even if he was rejected, Chen Zui was very happy.He went back to the restaurant to drink porridge, thought about it a little bit uneasy, and squatted directly to the door of Lin Congxuan's room and slowly finished a bowl of porridge.With his ear pressed against the door, he heard the sound of water coming from the room and guessed that Lin Congxuan should be washing up, so he went to tidy up the kitchen.

Chen Zui cleaned up the kitchen and took a shower again. The light in Lin Congxuan's room from the crack of the door had gone out. He looked at the wall clock, and it was already eleven o'clock, which was the time for Lin Congxuan to go to bed.

Chen is most relieved, Xiaoxuan can only improve his body function if he can work and rest normally.He took out his mobile phone and asked his mother to help hire an aunt who can cook well. He really didn't dare to compliment his cooking skills. He was afraid that he would make Lin Cong even thinner, so he could only hire an aunt first and learn slowly.

Yang Qiaoshan was very happy to know that Chen Zui had successfully picked up Lin Congxuan, and immediately agreed to come down to find his aunt.

Chen Zui chatted with his mother about Lin Congxuan's situation, and then he relaxed and lay down on the sofa.

The bedding and pillows on the sofa are complete. During this period of time, he lived in the living room. The first floor was full of traces of Lin Congxuan’s activities. A short, restful sleep.

Lin Congxuan really came back today, but Chen Zui couldn't fall asleep again. He simply turned on his laptop and read through Lin Congxuan's medical records that Liang Yiwan had sent him.

In fact, he has read it countless times, and he can memorize it almost word for word.

The diagnosis report states that dissociative transformation disorder caused by strong stress events, the main clinical manifestation is dissociative amnesia, sudden inability to recall important things, characterized by the loss of recent stage memory, which can be partial and selective , generally around a traumatic event.The patient keeps a fixed posture for a long time, has little or no response to external stimuli, and has no speech or spontaneous purposeful movement.

The traumatic event of course refers to the one that happened in the fish pond in the backyard. Chen Zui gritted his teeth. The warm yellow light from the chandelier cast a faint light on his handsome side. His curled eyelashes trembled slightly. deep.The big mistake has already been made, he doesn't have the ability to tear back time and go back to the past, he can only make up for the present with all his strength.

Turning on the computer, Chen rubbed his temples most tiredly. He didn't know whether it was a psychological effect or the two anti-inflammatory drugs were really effective. His throat was not so sore, and he even felt drowsy.But after lying down for a while, he couldn't fall asleep again. After tossing and turning, he had already changed several positions and always felt uncomfortable. His eyes unconsciously swept towards the room Lin Cong chose.

The location of the sofa is quite tricky. Only when you sit up can you see the door of Lin Congxuan's room. Chen Zui simply went to the empty room and moved a mattress and placed it at the door of Lin Congxuan's room, and made a bed on the floor. It feels a lot more comfortable to go up.