[Full-time] The oil painting version of Huang Shaotian is so handsome

The gray-haired doctor with blue eyes closed the medical records, touched the gauze-wrapped girl's head on the hospital bed, and said, "Your recovery seems to be doing well."

[But I forgot a lot of things, didn't I?] Mu Shiyu wrote in his notebook.

The doctor shrugged her shoulders: "Forgetting may be a good thing for you." After saying this, he took out a box of chocolates from the pocket of his white coat as usual, which was his wish for the future. Adopted daughter's meeting ceremony.

Mu Shiyu took the chocolate and wrote five words on the notebook: I don't want to eat this.

The doctor smiled embarrassingly and said that he would bring her a small cake next time.

It has been half a month since she was pushed down the stairs by her stepfather and hit her head. During this half month, her biological mother never showed her face.It wasn't until a few days ago when people from the welfare agency came to visit her that they informed her mother of giving up custody and said they were looking for a responsible guardian for themselves.

Then, my attending doctor, who was obviously French but could speak fluent Chinese, became her adoptive father.

The adoptive father is over [-] years old, and like most French people, he has a romantic temperament exuded from the inside out, and his hobby is to strike up conversations with various beautiful nurses.He acted confidently. Ever since he confirmed that Mu Shiyu would become his adopted daughter, he stuffed all kinds of things as gifts every day during the house rounds.

There was nothing to do in the hospital, so Mu Shiyu sat on the bed, holding a notebook and scribbling and drawing. After a long time, he became bored.Every time she wanted to sneak out to bask in the sun, she would definitely be seen by those beautiful nurse sisters, who would pull her back to the ward and persuade her to go back to bed and stay in bed with the most beautiful language in the world.

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and gestured to a sister inside who could understand sign language, 【I want to go out to bask in the sun, can this not work? 】

"Doctor Stark said that you are not allowed to go out, and there is nothing we can do about it." The nurses were also very helpless.

Mu Shiyu didn't want to embarrass them, so he had to ask his adoptive father how he could go out to bask in the sun during his daily ward rounds. Watching the sun and painting the sun in the ward every day is very boring.

"Oh, my sweetheart, if you accidentally sweat when you go for a walk, you will get scars on your head." The adoptive father was serious, as if taking a walk would really sweat profusely .

After all, Mu Shiyu's hair has been shaved clean because of the treatment of the wound on the back of his head.Although he is a beautiful woman, leaving a bit of space will always attract some strange looks, and he doesn't want his adopted daughter to take this risk.

[I just want to bask in the sun! ] She expressed her dissatisfaction with an exclamation mark.

In the end, the adoptive father still didn't touch her. When he got off work, he put a fisherman's hat on her head, and pushed her wheelchair to take her for a walk in the small garden of the hospital.

After a month, Mu Shiyu finally went out to enjoy the evening air in France.

【Speaking of which, I haven't asked why you adopted me yet】

"Because I don't want to start a family and start a business, and you urgently need a caretaker," the adoptive father sat on the carved bench next to him, confiding his truest thoughts: "Besides, you know that you have a good skill in cooking Chinese food, but no one appreciates it. Is it such a painful thing?"

It seems to be the case. He is the only person around who likes to eat Chinese food. The three meals of others are basically all kinds of sandwiches and burritos.

Let’s change the question, 【Have you been to China before? 】

"I went to university in China. It's beautiful there, and I like it very much."

The two were chatting like this, and the adoptive father saw that she was in good spirits, so he tentatively asked her if she remembered anything, whether it was people from the past, or things from the past, anything was fine.

Mu Shiyu hugged the notebook and thought about it for a long time, but his mind was still blank.When I looked up at the sky that was dyed orange by the sunset, a memory fragment seemed to be connected, and a scene suddenly appeared in front of me:

She was sitting beside her painting oil paintings, and the man was sitting not far from her playing games, the dumb hair on his yellow hair was shaking, and his fingers were constantly flying on the keyboard, as if confirming that this game should be played. How intense.

In my impression, this man was noisy, but she didn't hate him.But she couldn't remember what that person looked like.

[I seem to have a friend, he has yellow hair, I should have painted him a lot, but I can't remember his face]

Looking at the jargon, the adoptive father touched his mustache in order to look handsome with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, I forgot so many things, and I can remember a little bit so quickly, I am indeed my chosen daughter."

"No, you can't be considered my daughter yet, you can only be regarded as my patient." Thinking of this, the adoptive father couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and called the staff of the institution, asking when he could go through the formalities.He waited for the formalities to be completed, took the girl home to decorate her bedroom, and bought her all kinds of beautiful skirts!

When his adoptive father was on the phone, Mu Shiyu simply drew a sketch in his notebook, and the content was the fragment he had just recalled.Everything was drawn, but the man's face was missing.She sighed, planning to add this sum when she remembered.

That night, Mu Shiyu had a dream, which was still related to that boy.

He was wearing a blue dress and ran towards her from a distance.The dazzling yellow hair looks like a brilliant yellow diamond under the sunlight.As he ran, he kept waving at her, and seemed to be saying something.

I tried my best to listen, and I finally heard it clearly.

He was saying, Shigure.

The moment the man approached, Mu Shiyu could even see the patterns of other brooches on his blue T-shirt.

But when she wanted to see that face clearly, the world turned around in an instant.

After waking up, Mu Shiyu realized that he was covered in cold sweat.After she got out of bed, she didn't rush to change clothes, but ran to the table to draw the scene of the dream.

When the first ray of sunlight shone into the ward in the morning, Mu Shiyu finally finished painting. She patted her numb legs, got up and went to the bathroom to change clothes.When she came out of the bathroom, she found that the nurse sister who knew sign language was looking at her work.

"The painting is beautiful." She praised.

【thanks】

"The design on this brooch is very nice. Is it rosemary?"

rosemary?Mu Shiyu nodded hesitantly, but still gestured and told the beautiful sister nurse that this was a painting based on her dream, so she didn't know if it was Rosemary.

"Well, you can ask Amanda later, she likes playing with these flowers the most." The nurse said with a smile.

After the two chatted casually for a few more words, the nurse revealed her purpose for coming here.She said something very serious in the relaxed tone she had just chatted with: "Do you want to see your mother?"

"In a few days, you'll be able to go through the formalities with Dr. Stark, and before that, you can see your mother once."