The president called me my wife after losing his memory

Zhao Ying, who was crying and yelling that he was afraid and couldn't sleep a second ago, fell asleep after a while, still holding the bear key chain in his hand, sleeping very soundly.

Ji Li pulled her arm out from under his head, took a simple shower, and then returned to the room.

Zhao Ying didn't seem to brush his teeth after eating the hawthorn.

Thinking like this, he also fell into a deep sleep.

He didn't sleep for a long time, after two o'clock in the middle of the night, perhaps the medicine had taken effect, and Zhao Ying started to sweat all over, muttering something non-stop.

Ji Li woke up from her sleep, hurriedly wiped his body, and changed him into a set of clean pajamas.

Zhao Ying cooperated very well, put his arms around his neck in a haze, and Ji Li finally heard what he was muttering to himself——

Wife.

I don't know if he is awake or not, anyway, Ji Li is not awake, and he didn't even have time to appreciate Zhao Ying's tight abdominal muscles.

After waking up again in the morning, the first thing Ji Li did was to touch Zhao Ying's forehead. The fever had subsided. He was relieved, but still worried that Zhao Ying was alone at home, so he called Liu Ting and told him I don't go to work today, so let him call me if there is anything important.

On the other end of the phone, Liu Ting obviously hadn't woken up yet, so he murmured:

"President Ji, it's only six o'clock..."

Only then did Ji Li check the time. Sure enough, at six o'clock in the morning, it was still dark, and he seemed to have made the little assistant sleep.

He smiled and said:

"Young people go to bed early and get up early to be healthy." Then he hung up the phone.

Ji Li felt that he couldn't sleep anymore, and he attributed this phenomenon to his getting older, which made him very melancholy, sighed, and went downstairs to buy vegetables.Even though it is winter, even at six o'clock in the morning, the vegetable market near his home has already opened, and there is an endless stream of people buying vegetables.Most of them were elderly grandparents, which made Ji Li stand out from the crowd.

He was very afraid of the cold, and he didn't have to go to work today anyway, so he didn't bother to match his clothes, so he casually put on a long black down jacket and went out.Looking at the thick white mist exhaled from his nose, Ji Li shrank his neck into the scarf. The temperature in the morning seemed to be exceptionally low, and the cool air was inhaled into his lungs. The feeling runs through the whole body, in short, it's not bad.

Ji Li walked among the uncles and aunts, looking at the fresh vegetables, but thinking of the sleeping little guy at home, a smile appeared on his face.

He should add more vitamins when he has a cold, he thought so, and weighed a few tomatoes and put them in the shopping basket.

When I returned home with my things, it was only seven o'clock, and Zhao Ying was still sleeping.

Ji Li handled the ingredients well, and the cold outside had already dissipated.He yawned, put on his pajamas again, and got under the covers.

He didn't sleep well all night and got up early, and now his mind is starting to feel heavy.

Zhao Ying was sleeping soundly, with a handsome and delicate face, with a faint blush on his cheeks, his nose had lost its function due to a cold, and his slightly open mouth was responsible for breathing.His breathing was shallow and regular, extraordinarily peaceful and stable.

Ji Li tapped his nose lightly with his hand, and his nose wrinkled sensitively.

This kind of interaction put Ji Li in a good mood, and soon fell asleep again.

Ji Li had a dream. In the dream, he also fell into a deep sleep, but his consciousness was very clear. The more he tried to open his eyes and struggle to get out of this situation, the more he fell into it, as if there was an invisible big hand He was controlling him, he couldn't break free, he could only bear this vain and oppressive feeling.

"Wake up, wake up," he thought.

There were shrill cries, cursing, and the sound of glass shattering.It seemed that there was something in the dream that he needed to protect urgently, but he couldn't wake up, and was so anxious that he wanted to cry.

Who can help him?

He struggled to reach out his hand, like a drowning man, trying to grab something, something that could be called hope, even if it was just a straw.

When you are in a desperate situation, a straw can be your salvation.

"Baby, what's wrong with you?"

The gorgeous and noble voice was slightly hoarse, like a ray of light, tearing a hole in the things that fettered him.

Clear the clouds and see the light.

In the dimness, a big hand held him.The hand was still wrapped in gauze, but it was warm and strong, Ji Li felt a little relieved just by being held.

Has someone come to rescue him?

"Baby, don't be afraid, wake up quickly."

Like some magical spell, the feeling of depression gradually disappeared, Ji Li in the dream gradually woke up, and he in real life also regained consciousness.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the owner of the voice looking at him nervously, his pretty brows were tightly furrowed, and his peach blossom eyes were full of worry.

It's you, Zhao Ying.

Ji Li blinked blankly.

"Honey, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Ying asked.

"It's okay, I just had a nightmare." Ji Li clutched his chest, the feeling of palpitations had not dissipated, he took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

It's just a dream, fortunately it's just a dream, it's all over.

"What dream is it?" Zhao Ying sat up and looked at him intently. He lightly patted Ji Li's chest with his hand to help him relax.

"What kind of dream is it..." Ji Li didn't want to recall it, as if the pain would happen again, he shook his head:

"I forgot."

I wish I could forget it.

"It's so distressing in the dream, but you don't remember it when you wake up?" Zhao Ying's peach blossom eyes turned into crescent moons, and he rubbed Ji Li's shiny black hair:

"What a fool."

He bowed his head and gently kissed Ji Li's smooth forehead exposed between his bangs.

"Don't be afraid anymore, you have me." He fixed his eyes on Ji Li, those eyes were like a deep sea, before dawn, a bright moon sank into it, shimmering and intoxicating.

"I will protect you."

Ji Li lost his mind for a moment, but he quickly regained his senses, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Wipe your nose clean first."

For breakfast, strictly speaking, it is brunch. I eat pimple soup. The recipe is very simple. Mix flour with water to form pimples, put them in the prepared soup and cook until the crystal clear pimples are rolled in the soup and served with Serve fresh green cabbage, stir gently, and the fragrance will permeate.

For nutritional balance, Ji Li also added tomatoes and cracked two eggs, one for himself and Zhao Ying.It would be perfect if it was sprinkled with chopped green onion and pepper powder, and served with sesame oil. It's a pity that Zhao Ying doesn't eat chopped green onion, and he can't eat pepper powder if he has a cold. Ji Li can only give up this idea and just pour it in a bowl. Topped with a few drops of balsamic vinegar.

Although Ji Li felt that the pimple soup was not perfect, Zhao Ying couldn't help swallowing.

Zhao Ying was sitting at the dining table in pajamas, with an off-white sweater and cardigan on his body, like a sick and beautiful boy who came out of a cartoon.

Before Ji Li put down the bowl, he opened his mouth and waited to be fed.

Ji Li tapped his head lightly with his hand, and said softly:

"Go brush your teeth."

Zhao Ying's cheeks bulged, he raised his tightly wrapped right hand, and looked at Ji Li expectantly:

"I can't brush myself..."

Ji Li put down the bowl and grabbed Zhao Ying's left hand:

"You can still use your left hand."

This young master really wants to help him brush his teeth by himself?

He sighed and urged:

"Hurry up, you didn't brush your teeth last night. You are not allowed to eat without brushing your teeth!"

Zhao Ying then pursed his mouth and went to the bathroom.

Ji Li is already familiar with feeding, so she feeds Zhao Ying a mouthful and eats a mouthful herself.

He was too lazy to worry about why Zhao Ying could still use his left hand, but he insisted on feeding him himself.

People have said that this is the fun between husband and wife.

Ji Li sighed, I really don't know where such a naive kid got the courage to say that he can protect himself.How can he protect himself?Afraid of pain and ghosts.Sure enough, just listen to what the children say.

"Wife~wife~ give me another bite~" Zhao Ying's voice interrupted his thoughts, he quickly scooped up the lump soup with a spoon, and blew it into Zhao Ying's wide-open mouth.

After eating, Ji Li started to pack the cardboard boxes piled up in the corridor, and Zhao Ying, the owner of these cardboard boxes, was watching from the side with a contented look, showing no intention of helping.

The living room is relatively spacious, and Ji Li dragged all the things there.Zhao Ying also followed like a little tail, lying lazily on the sofa, and covered himself with a blanket.

"It's a pity, if my hand is not injured, I can help my wife clean up together." Zhao Ying was lying on his side, his peach blossom eyes narrowed into slits, and he looked drowsy.

"You obviously have no intention of helping." Ji Li rolled his eyes.This person is really, can't even help him with housework, and even talks about protecting him?Children can't believe what they say for fun.

Things have been sorted and it is not difficult to pack them up.Ji Li's house didn't have many things, and Zhao Shengtian just asked his assistant to bring over some items that he thought his son just needed, and they could still fit them temporarily.Seeing that the cloakroom with plenty of space was crowded, the utility room also had a lot of boxes that did not belong to him, and the number of toiletries in the bathroom changed from odd to even, Ji Li felt a sense of satisfaction inexplicably, as if this The house is not as empty as before.

Is this... home?

This word popped out of his head suddenly, which shocked Ji Li a lot. He quickly shook his head and waved away the strange thoughts in his mind.

"What is this?" Ji Li pointed to a large trapezoidal box, wanting to open it.

When Zhao Ying looked at the box, his eyes lit up:

"This is a good thing." He opened the cardboard box awkwardly with his injured hand, and a black leather piano case lay quietly in the cardboard box.Because Ji Li doesn't understand music, he also knows that it contains a guitar.

"This is a magic tool for picking up girls." Zhao Ying opened the piano case, and a slightly old wooden guitar came into his sight. The strings of the guitar were quite shiny under the sunlight, and part of the piano case had been worn down. The original color cannot be seen, and it can be seen that the owner of the guitar has played with it countless times.

"Why, you used it to pick up girls?" Ji Li narrowed his eyes, and there was a jealousy in his tone that he didn't realize.

"What?" Zhao Ying giggled, "This guitar is older than me. My dad used this guitar to chase my mom to me, and then I got me. What do you mean it's not a magic tool for picking up girls? Otherwise, with my father's appearance, how could he marry such a beautiful wife, and it's not me..."

He hugged Ji Li in his arms:

"Only as good as me can marry a beautiful, capable and capable wife like Lili..."

"'Again capable' why did you say it twice? I suspect you're driving!"

"I didn't, haha."