Slag Gong lost his memory and ran away as a substitute

Huo Cheng actually didn't want to do anything in the car, locking the door was just an unconscious behavior, he just felt that he hadn't spoken clearly, and wanted to keep Su Wenyu temporarily and not let him leave.

Therefore, when he saw the coldness and even guard flashing in Su Wenyu's eyes for a moment, besides being at a loss, he felt a little...aggrieved.

At the beginning of the conversation, it was obviously fine, but it didn't take long, how did things develop to this stage?

Before he came, he had already made a detailed and careful plan. He had preset all the scenarios and made up his mind not to deal with the problem like last time. Unexpectedly, it made the situation even more embarrassing in the end.

He has lived for so many years, and he has always been a person who can do the best in everything, but now, it seems that everything is wrong overnight!

Huo Cheng's lips moved, and he looked at the young man in front of him fixedly. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the day he gave Su Wenyu a parrot.

At that time, the hand he stretched out rashly made the bird vigilant, and it pecked him in turn. At that time, Su Wenyu explained that he made it nervous, so——

"Am I making you nervous?" he asked softly.

"It's not nervous, but I don't like your current behavior." Su Wenyu glanced at the handle on the right pointingly, his tone was calm, with a coldness that had not yet dissipated, "You intend to restrict me Are you free?"

"I didn't." Huo Cheng immediately denied it, and the moment he spoke, it seemed that his throat was pulled, his voice was much lower than before, and he felt a sense of depression inexplicably: "I just want you to listen to me. "

His complexion is very ugly, but his eyes are still sober, and it really doesn't look like he is going to do anything violent.

But yes, Young Master Huo has a basic demeanor anyway, and he is not one of those people who will lose his mind.

Su Wenyu turned sideways and looked at the man's handsome face with a little dejection. He no longer felt angry in his heart, and was replaced by a touch of helplessness.

"But Huo Cheng, in such a short period of time, I don't think your thoughts will change drastically. And——"

He paused for a moment, sighed faintly, and said, "I've actually seen what you want to say on your face. The reason why you came here today is because you don't feel used to it. Of course, this is normal. After all, we lived together for three full years."

Huo Cheng took a deep look at Su Wenyu, his brows were furrowed, and he didn't say anything.

He actually wanted to ask, what about you?These three years are not just for one person, but for two people. After leaving me, don't you feel uncomfortable?

But looking at Su Wenyu's rosy and natural complexion now, he couldn't ask.

There is no need to ask.

"But if you don't adapt, you will always adapt. You lived by yourself for more than 20 years before, and then it took only three years to adapt to my existence. The future is so long, of course you can also adapt to the life without me again."

Su Wenyu's tone was flat, and he kept looking directly into Huo Cheng's eyes when he spoke, without a trace of evasion.

After a pause, he seemed to think of something, rolled his eyes slightly, and asked again.

"You can, can't you?"

A very light sentence, with a slight smile, actually implies ridicule.

The earth keeps turning, day after day goes by, who can't live without it?You, Young Master Huo, don't fall into such a low position, you have to die with me.

Of course Huo Cheng understood what Su Wenyu meant, and also knew that he asked this question on purpose.

He took a breath with his back stiffened, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his left hand on the steering wheel was clenched into a fist, and his teeth were clenched tightly.

click.

Huo Cheng unlocked the car.

Then, almost in the next second, Su Wenyu directly opened the car door, and got out impatiently, the movement was so smooth that it was impossible to react at all.

When Huo Cheng came to his senses and got out of the car, he saw the young man walking farther and farther ahead with smooth and steady steps.

There was only a short distance between them, to three or four pedestrians, and then half a street away from the hustle and bustle.

Huo Cheng wanted to call his name and stop him.

But his throat seemed to be choked and he couldn't make a sound.

In the end, he just watched the afterglow of the setting sun make that slender figure longer and longer little by little, and then completely disappeared from sight.

Su Wenyu left.

But Huo Cheng didn't get in the car and leave. He was still standing there in a daze, his eyes that had always been targeted were wobbling and floating around without focus, and then he heard a "snap"—something slammed into him his calf.

Looking down, a little boy about four or five years old was sitting down on the ground.

When he ran, he didn't pay attention to the road, and directly bumped into this solid human wall. His feet were unstable, and he fell down as a matter of course, with a wrinkled face, trying to cry or not.

Seeing this, Huo Cheng frowned quickly, without saying a word, picked up the child with a cold face, and put him on the safe side of the road.

"Thank you, Uncle." The child bowed politely to thank him, and then ran away.

He was holding a carton of milk with both hands, and at the moment he was sucking hard with a straw tied, his eyes narrowed in happiness.

As a result, Huo Cheng's eyes suddenly softened.

Su Wenyu also liked this before.

When he was in college, he often worked part-time. Sometimes he was too busy to have lunch, so he would buy a bread mat to cushion his stomach, plus a medium box of dairy products to ensure nutrition.

He has a habit of wrapping the milk carton with one hand, and lightly resting the fingers of the other hand on the straw, like holding some kind of baby.When drinking, it is very quiet, the cheeks are half puffed like a child, and the eyes are unconsciously squinted, looking very enjoying and happy.

This habit has continued until later.

They were drinking afternoon tea in a separate courtyard in the south of the city. When the wind blew, a few yellow flowers fell from the big pagoda tree next to them, just falling on the top of the young man's fluffy hair.

"Is it so delicious?" Huo Cheng asked him.

"It's delicious, but it may be because it's with you, so it tastes better." Su Wenyu held the cup in both hands, his eyes crooked with a smile, and he relaxed on the wicker chair, like a lazy cat.

However, when was the last time such a completely relaxed expression appeared on Su Wenyu's face?

Huo Cheng thought back blankly, only felt that something was rolling quietly in his chest, which made his heart start to feel dull tingling pain.

This feeling was too strange, too weird, so that he didn't have the mind to pay attention to other things at all, and he didn't find that his missing memory had become complete again, and the potholes had gradually been filled.

At this moment, someone suddenly patted his shoulder.

who is it?Yeah?

He turned his head with such unrealistic thoughts, and what he saw was Sheng Yuchuan's hesitant face.

"..."

Huo Cheng didn't know what was going on in his heart, he twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "You haven't left yet?"

Sheng Yuchuan was so angry that he almost rolled his eyes on the spot, I was worried about how you are!

But he glanced at Huo Cheng's absent-minded appearance that he had never seen before, and didn't bother with him. After hesitating for a while, he suddenly said: "Brother Huo, although you can't remember many things now, I still want to ask, Why on earth do you want Wen Yu to go back with you?"

After watching for so long, Sheng Yuchuan felt more and more that Su Wenyu was too special to Huo Cheng, so even at the risk of provoking him, he wanted to bring up the knot between the two of them.

"Is it because of him, or because of something else, such as...does he look like someone else?"

He was almost expressing it, but it was a pity that Huo Cheng's attention was attracted by the first half of the sentence, and he didn't listen to the second half of the sentence at all.

"It's getting late, let's go back." Huo Cheng said.

Before getting into the car, he took one last look at the sunset at the corner of the street, and then, with a sullen face, kicked the accelerator and drove into the vast dusk.

Not long after Huo Cheng came home, the table was set up with delicious dishes.

Zhao Xing, who is good at Chinese food, is in charge of the dinner today. He finished the dishes as quickly as possible, and added fruit and vegetable juice by the way.

Objectively speaking, as a top chef, Zhao Xing's cooking is almost impeccable in terms of nutritional value and visual taste.

Before every dish is out of the pan, the fragrance is already overflowing, and it has been spread through the window to the garden outside.

But Huo Cheng just watched, holding a pair of chopsticks in his hand, and didn't move.

He has no appetite.

"Master, it's the dish I cooked today, isn't it to your taste?" Zhao Xing asked cautiously beside him.

He is different from Como, Huo Cheng specially brought him here from the old house, and he has been working in Huo's house for many years, so he has always been used to calling him young master.

Huo Cheng shook his head without saying a word, just took a bite of food and put it in his mouth.

He chewed it expressionlessly, as if he took eating as a task, but not long after he swallowed it, his complexion changed slightly, and he put down his chopsticks and began to cough.

After the cough stopped, he never picked up the chopsticks again.

As a full-time chef at home, if the employer is unwilling to eat, he should feel anxious, but Zhao Xing is not too surprised, he just sighed softly.

Young Master Huo had a bad throat for a long time because of swallowing gelatinous substances, and then he had a shadow on eating. Occasionally, when he felt particularly uncomfortable, he simply didn't eat anything and directly infused the nutrient solution.

However, after moving out of the old house, such things rarely happened again, and with Mr. Su around, the young master could always eat something.

And Huo Cheng did, as he expected, commit the same old problem.

After swallowing something, the throat always seems to be on fire, and the feeling of sticking together surges up instantly, and after a while, it feels like a blood vessel has been punctured by broken glass, the throat is full of rust, and the memory of mad vomiting Start recovery.

He sat motionless in front of the table, like a sculpture. After a while, the slight suffocation finally receded like a tide.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Zhao Xing next to him with a worried expression on his face, and sighed with emotion in a low voice——

"It would be great if Mr. Su was here."

He didn't know that the two had broken up, and he only said that because Su Wenyu had something to go out these days.

So Huo Cheng froze all of a sudden.

The indescribable feeling in my heart slowly grew like a vine again.

What would happen if Su Wenyu was here?

He lowered his eyes silently, glanced at the delicacies in front of him, and thought about the pot of black truffle mushroom soup not long ago.

Emotions poured into the brain, like a flood hitting the plain, and at that moment, it was suddenly enlightened.

He seemed to finally understand why he subconsciously felt that he could find peace when he returned home when the company was dealing with business affairs.

It was because of Su Wenyu.

The incense made by Su Wenyu is certainly useful, and the stewed medicinal food is also delicious, but in the final analysis, it is because of this person himself.

Huo Cheng has very high requirements for the living environment, but it is mainly reflected in the decoration of the facilities. In fact, he doesn't care about where he lives. The old house in the west of the city, the courtyard in the south of the city, or the single-family villa in the new city of Yanjiao are all important to him. It makes no difference.

But when he lived alone in the west of the city, he never felt comfortable, and even often lived in the company. Only after moving, did he become different.

So, it was as if Su Wenyu felt that tea was better when he was with him, and he liked staying in this house because Su Wenyu was there.

But now Su Wenyu is unwilling to go home.

Huo Cheng blinked his eyes in a daze, and sat there in a daze, swallowed by a huge sense of desolation for a moment.

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