When the hidden marriage partner loses his memory [Entertainment]

A group of people separated in the underground parking lot of the hospital.

Fang Lin was in charge of driving, and Ji Ruochuan was in the passenger seat who was not very safe.

As soon as the vehicle drove out of the hospital, Ji Ruochuan took off his hat, sunglasses and mask, showing a look of anticipation.

Fang Lin said that it would take an hour to get back to the apartment from the hospital, so he asked Ji Ruochuan to rest for a while.

Ji Ruochuan didn't listen, put his elbows in front of the window frame, put his hand on his chin, and looked at Fang Lin with a smile on his face.

Fang Lin clicked a button and put down the back of the passenger seat, forcing Ji Ruochuan to lie down on his back.

Ji Ruochuan was buckled on the chair by the seat belt, unable to get up, so he had to give up.

Looking up again, I saw Fang Lin's little side face, buried in the ends of his hair and the pinnae of his ears, which seemed a little flushed.

He thought Fang Lin was being shyly stared at by him and refused to show it to him.

So he closed his eyes contentedly, reminiscing about the scenery he had secretly seen just now.

Fang Lin's car drove smoothly, like a lone boat floating smoothly on the calm water.

After only two intersections, the surroundings became quiet, it seemed that Ji Ruochuan had fallen asleep.

Fang Lin turned off the car stereo, but while waiting for the traffic light, there were many people singing in the open-air KTV in the square by the side of the road.

The slightly out-of-tune singing came over, but the singer's affection could be heard.

"Since I met you by the Acacia River~ It's like the spring breeze blowing into my heart~"

"I want to tell you softly~don't forget me~~"

Fang Lin smiled and hummed the song in his heart.

It said it would take an hour's drive, but Fang Lin returned to the apartment downstairs in only four or ten minutes.

He parked the car carefully, got out and walked to the passenger seat.

He opened the door, bent down, and looked at the sleeping Ji Ruochuan.

Ji Ruochuan who fell asleep was no different from before, making Fang Lin feel that his lover did not lose his memory.

But he still wants to wake people up after all.

The two took the elevator to the apartment on the 39th floor.

Ji Ruochuan followed Fang Lin to the gate, frowning slightly.

In his mind, there is no impression of being here.

After entering the door, the interior is decorated with white and dark blue tones.

It's beautiful, and it makes people calm down when they look at it.

Bypassing the hollow screen at the entrance, the glass floor-to-ceiling windows on the entire wall behind the living room suddenly appear in front of you.

Outside the window, standing at a height enough to overlook most of the northern city, you can have a panoramic view of the CBD by the city's riverside.

The city skyline outlined by tall buildings in the distance is like a beautiful modern painting.

The scenery is stunning and dizzying. Thinking of the night, the night view of the city must be even more charming.

Ji Ruochuan, who had changed into slippers, had already entered the room, but Fang Lin stood by the screen, a little hesitant.

It just occurred to him that when Ji Ruochuan came to see him before, he would hug him gently by the entrance and say "I'm back".

When he recovered, Ji Ruochuan walked back to him, a little cautious.

Fang Lin: "I'll take you to the bedroom."

The second floor of the duplex, the first room on the left as you go up the stairs.

It is decorated in the same modern style as the living room, with a six-foot double bed in the center of the room.

On the other side is the fitting room. Behind the glass door, you can see the whole wall of wardrobes, which are full of suits and shirts.

Fang Lin rolled up his shirt sleeves neatly, went to the closet and took out a set of cotton underwear, put them on the bed, and asked Ji Ruochuan to take a bath first.

Ji Ruochuan looked around: "I still want to visit."

"You just came out of the hospital." Fang Lin spoke softly, "Put in clean clothes, and you will feel refreshed and comfortable."

"Okay." Ji Ruochuan smiled.

Fang Lin pointed in the direction of the bathroom and watched Ji Ruochuan walk in the door.

He then rolled up his sleeves and went downstairs to the kitchen to make dinner.

Fang Lin knows how to cook, and every time Ji Ruochuan came to see him, he would do the cooking himself.

He knew what Ji Ruochuan liked to eat and what he could eat.

The refrigerator is full of ingredients, all of which he prepared for the half-month vacation.

When Ji Ruochuan came downstairs after taking a shower, he saw Fang Lin standing in front of the cabinet, with a few pieces of delicious cod on the cutting board beside him, and he was cleaning the kitchen knife.

"A Lin." Standing at the door of the kitchen, Ji Ruochuan said in an unexpected tone, "I didn't expect you to cook by yourself."

The new title made Fang Lin a little awkward, he smiled and looked back at Ji Ruochuan, "Why didn't you expect that I would eat in person?"

Ji Ruochuan came over and smiled even more happily: "Then I want to accompany you to dinner in person."

Fang Lin said in a low voice, "It was your share..."

Ji Ruochuan stretched his neck and looked around, "What's for dinner?"

Pan-fried cod, vegetable salad and egg pie.

Hearing this, Ji Ruochuan almost said without hesitation: "I like them all."

Fang Lin gave a soft "hmm".

He knew Ji Ruochuan's preferences, and also knew that Ji Ruochuan actually didn't eat much in order to keep in shape.

As a popular superstar in the entertainment industry, as long as Ji Ruochuan appears in front of the camera, he presents the best image to fans and audiences. He is not a star who can only attract fans by retouching pictures later.

"It's almost ready, you go to the restaurant and wait for me." Fang Lin said softly.

But Ji Ruochuan leaned over, almost sticking to his arm, "Is there anything I can do?"

Fang Lin said: "I don't need to remind you again, you came here to cultivate, right?"

As he spoke, he smiled and raised the wiped knife in his hand and put it in the knife holder.

"Remember..." Seeing this, Ji Ruochuan compromised and left the kitchen, sat at the dining table and played with his mobile phone.

When Fang Lin knelt down to pick up the tableware, he hesitated between the two tableware.

One of the older sets was missing a bowl - the housekeeper who had come to clean up the house had accidentally broken it.

After Ji Ruochuan learned about it, he said that if one of them was missing, they could not make a pair, so he changed to a new set.

After buying new tableware, Ji Ruochuan went to the crew to film a movie, but didn't use it once.

Fang Lin thought for a while and took out the old tableware.

I don't know if this can stimulate Ji Ruochuan's memory cells and help him recover his memory.

When the cod sprinkled with black pepper is on the table, the glass bowl in the middle is filled with a fresh vegetable salad, and the egg pie is fragrant and full of color and fragrance.

Before Fang Lin could wipe his hands clean, Ji Ruochuan hurriedly dragged him to the dining table and sat down.

Ji Ruochuan raised the glass filled with vegetable juice, "A Lin, I am grateful for the hard work you prepared for the dinner."

The old tableware was right in front of him, but Ji Ruochuan didn't seem to respond.

Fang Lin slowly picked up the cup: "Congratulations on your smooth discharge from the hospital."

The glass clinked lightly.

The cod meat was soft and refreshing, and the salad was even more appetizing. Ji Ruochuan couldn't help but praise it repeatedly.

Fang Lin said calmly, "You won't miss a bite in the next half a month, so there's no need to be so flattering."

Ji Ruochuan: "I praise you from the bottom of my heart."

Fang Lin glanced at him and thought to himself, he is really better at talking than before.

Ji Ruochuan: "After dinner, what shall we do?"

Fang Lin's hand paused, "We usually seldom see each other, and when we meet... we just have dinner."

Ji Ruochuan frowned slightly, "Seldom see each other? Aren't we married?"

Fang Lin explained softly: "We are a hidden marriage, and you are very busy. You are working most of the time. Even if there are holidays, you will be followed by paparazzi and illegitimate children. If you can't get rid of them, you will have no If you don’t come to see me, the chances of meeting me will naturally be less.”

Hearing this, Ji Ruochuan glanced at Fang Lin, wondering if he was angry, but it seemed he wasn't.

Ji Ruochuan asked cautiously: "At the beginning... I chose to marry secretly in order to return to the entertainment industry?"

Fang Lin: "I remember it's a contract issue. Of course, your agent doesn't want you to make it public."

Ji Ruochuan raised his eyebrows, it's that simple?And according to his own temper, he would actually agree?

Ji Ruochuan: "You also agree?"

Fang Lin nodded and said, "Hidden marriage doesn't affect me much."

Ji Ruochuan fell into deep thought, and suddenly understood Fang Lin's gloom these two days.I forgot him, not only forgot the past, but also forgot the relationship between the two of them.My love for him, and his love for myself.

Seeing his silence, Fang Lin asked, "Is the food delicious?"

"I think it's so delicious." Ji Ruochuan said hurriedly, "I'm really touched."

Fang Lin laughed amusedly: "It's a bit exaggerated."

Ji Ruochuan wanted to ask something again, but he hesitated after looking at Fang Lin.

Fang Lin noticed his expression immediately, "What do you want to say?"

"Hmm..." Ji Ruochuan put down his chopsticks and sighed softly, "Sorry, I suddenly lost my memory and let you down."

Fang Lin froze for a moment, then whispered, "It's not disappointment..." It was a little sad.

But Ji Ruochuan didn't finish what he said just now.

He said to himself: "But I will still love you as before."

It is so without warning to say these words of love in an ordinary atmosphere.

Fang Lin thought, after Ji Ruochuan lost his memory, even his temper and personality changed.

Ji Ruochuan in the past, how could he have said these words to him so directly.

Of course, the ones in bed don't count...

Ji Ruochuan is not a romantic person.

Every time we meet, he will not think about buying a bouquet of flowers back.

Every time, Fang Lin bought flowers to decorate the apartment, such as lilies this time.

In fact, Ji Ruochuan respected him very much.

Like having sex, they will seriously ask for invitations, and only after getting Fang Lin's consent will they begin to kiss him.

Of course, Fang Lin would agree every time...

For example, after eating, Ji Ruochuan would propose to him.

It's just that now Ji Ruochuan has lost his memory, he doesn't remember these things, and even his disposition has changed.

he used to...

Fang Lin whispered: "Before, you wouldn't say it so... so directly."

Ji Ruochuan was obviously also a little surprised. He suddenly covered his forehead and said, "But... I just have an impulse in my mind. I want you to know that I love you very much now..."

But when Fang Lin saw him covering his head, he panicked immediately, and hurried to Ji Ruochuan's side, and asked him if the injured part was starting to hurt.

Ji Ruochuan took his hand and put it on the back of his head, "I'm hurt here, touch it..."

Fang Lin stroked lightly with his fingers, but he didn't feel any lumps or wounds.

He could only rub it slowly, hoping that this would relieve Ji Ruochuan's pain.

"Is it better?" When Fang Lin looked down, he found that Ji Ruochuan was hugging his waist with both hands, almost sticking to his body.

Ji Ruochuan said with a smile, "With you here, the pain suddenly stops."

He didn't mean to let go at all, and smiled, as if on purpose.

Fang Lin let go of his hand: "Didn't you hear the story of the wolf coming?"

Ji Ruochuan had heard it, and he understood it. He let go of his hand in a low mood, and said in a low voice, "It really hurt just now..."

Fang Lin's heart softened, and he wanted to rub him again.

But Ji Ruochuan's cell phone rang.

Fang Lin only glanced at him. If it wasn't for the same name and surname, the person who came to find Ji Ruochuan was a senior in the film and television industry, and he had always admired Ji Ruochuan.

Ji Ruochuan pinched the phone, hesitantly, he didn't want to answer it, but he had to.

"Go and answer the phone, don't worry the other party." Fang Lin said softly.

Ji Ruochuan was obedient, so he got up and walked to the living room.

Fang Lin sat back in his original position, immediately picked up his mobile phone, and clicked on several major online social platform apps.

The crew cooperated with the local police to issue a specific announcement to the public about the accident at the finale banquet.

The announcement clearly stated that some cast members were injured, but did not specify individuals.

But what caused an uproar on the Internet was that a marketing account named Ji Ruochuan as injured in the accident, and accompanied it with a picture—a picture of the gate of a surgical ICU in a hospital—to clearly guide it.

Ji Ruochuan, as a top performer in today's entertainment industry, has hundreds of millions of followers on Weibo alone.

This message was just sent out, and within 3 minutes, it was reposted thousands of times.

However, Ji Ruochuan's official Weibo did not provide any explanation.

All he could see was the endorsement of the ad forwarded a week ago, and the blessing to a flash-married male artist of the same company half a month ago.

Ji Ruochuan's fans panicked, thinking that he was seriously injured, and started talking about it.

Fang Lin quickly logged on to the social platform app he created - "Tree House App".

Sure enough, the matter of Ji Ruochuan ranked first in the discussion heat.

Relevant posts are always topped by netizens who reply, and if you just refresh, there will be more than a dozen replies.

He glanced at the content of the post, most people were worried about Ji Ruochuan's body, but a small number of people took advantage of troubled waters to spread rumors that Ji Ruochuan was seriously injured.However, after manual refresh, these rumor-mongering users have been banned.Fang Lin nodded in satisfaction, thinking that the company's response was quick and the handling was good. At the end of the year, an extra month of year-end bonus would be given to the employees.

Switching back to Weibo, I finally saw the latest Weibo posted on Ji Ruochuan's homepage, responding to Internet hotspots.

This announcement stated that Ming Ji Ruochuan was not seriously injured and had already been discharged from the hospital. Thank you for your concern.At the same time, I understand everyone's anxiety, but please don't spread rumors.

The announcement seemed hastily written, but it was thoughtful.

Fang Lin put down his phone, there must have been an official announcement, the calls to Ji Ruochuan must have stopped for a while, the cod will be cold in a while.

He looked up and saw that Ji Ruochuan had already walked back.

Ji Ruochuan put down the phone, "I have turned on call forwarding, and I can't bear to respond one by one."

"Everyone just cares about you." Fang Lin touched Ji Ruochuan's dinner plate with the back of his hand, "It seems a little cold..."

Ji Ruochuan grabbed his hand and pulled him to his side, "It's delicious when it's cold, don't be too busy. Where did we talk just now?"

Fang Lin asked, "Do you still have a headache?"

"I remember." Ji Ruochuan continued, "If this incident hadn't happened just now, I still want to tell you, I will try my best to restore my memory."

Fang Lin glanced at him, "Don't force yourself too much."

Ji Ruochuan: "But I don't want to see you unhappy again."

Fang Lin was a little surprised, "Is it obvious?"

"It's normal, I would do the same if it were me." Ji Ruochuan smiled, "To thank you for this meal, I will be in charge of washing the dishes later."

Fang Lin: "Just be responsible for putting the bowls in the dishwasher."

Ji Ruochuan: "Okay..."

After eating, Fang Lin really stood in front of the kitchen door with his hands folded, watching Ji Ruochuan neatly put the pots and pans into the dishwasher.

He thought, Ji Ruochuan really didn't remember.

But it may be that the tableware is too common to stimulate his memory cells.

Fang Lin wasn't too disappointed, he still looked so gentle, and smiled as he watched Ji Ruochuan walk in front of him.

Fang Lin: "Now the Internet is all about you."

Ji Ruochuan smiled and said, "Thank you for their concern."

Fang Lin asked again: "Has Luo Xing contacted you? They should arrange live broadcast work for you, and officially appear in front of the public, so that your fans can rest assured."

Ji Ruochuan shook his head: "We'll talk about it after he gets in touch."

As he spoke, he took Fang Lin's hands and shook them.

Fang Lin looked down, his smile was full of doubts.

Ji Ruochuan said, "You haven't answered me just now."

Fang Lin: "What?"

Ji Ruochuan: "After dinner, what shall we do?"

Fang Lin: "We will..."

His voice fell here.

What will they do, will make love.

Will be lingering in various corners of this apartment.

Use every minute and every second of meeting to brand the other person into your body.

But Fang Lin didn't know how to answer Ji Ruochuan in front of him.