After breaking up, he cried and begged me to go back

Ren Xiaoyan became evil in an instant, with a sinister light overflowing from the bottom of his eyes, he turned his head and glanced at the person who was holding the tea bag tightly with his fingertips and pursing his lips: "How can you pay it back, sleep with me once to offset [-]?"

His voice was not loud, but the pedestrians around could hear him clearly, and all looked sideways at them.

Jiang Chenyi blushed all of a sudden, biting half of his light-colored thin lip and staying where he was.

He was wearing a pure white jacket with a long tail, black and blue slacks, and red and white sneakers under his feet, reflecting the Jiangnan written in ink behind him, like a fairy who suddenly fell into the mortal world and was at a loss.

When passers-by around saw this beautiful woman, they showed shocked expressions again. Some people even stopped to discuss in a low voice, and some girls took out their mobile phones to secretly take pictures of him.

Ren Xiaoyan wished he could pinch him into a small ball and put it in his pocket so that no one would see him.

Walking back in two or three steps, he pulled people away and stared at passers-by, especially the group of girls taking pictures.

He dragged the man along the street and walked for a long distance, until the intersection just now disappeared, then he turned sideways and pinched his chin: "Are you stupid? So many people are looking at you, why are you so dazed? "

"Who told you to say that kind of thing? It's like a nerve!" Jiang Chenyi shook off his hand.

"I said that just to tell you that we don't need to distinguish so clearly, what's mine is yours, it's only 50, and I don't lack that little money." Ren Xiaoyan pulled him back again, with a gentle tone.

Jiang Chenyi was even angrier: "You don't need that little money, but it means something different to me."

Ren Xiaoyan laughed: "That's okay, you learn massage from Xia Ning, and if you learn how to massage for me, how about I treat it as your salary in advance?"

"……Well,"

Jiang Chenyi was inexplicably a little moved: "Do you really want me to learn it?"

Ren Xiaoyan bent down suddenly, tapped his lips, and said in the crowded street, "I want you to learn."

Jiang Chenyi was so startled that his bones trembled, he glanced around vigilantly, pushed the man away and wiped his lower lip, "I told you not to do this, you still..."

"Hahaha……"

Ren Xiaoyan was happy, and let out a series of heroic laughter, and ignored him, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked forward lightly, with a carefree appearance.

"Hey, wait for me..."

Jiang Chenyi had no choice but to catch up with him, Ren Xiaoyan moved his arm, motioning for him to pull it up.

Jiang Chenyi didn't want to, so he grabbed the tea bag and walked beside him, Ren Xiaoyan grabbed his hand and held it in his palm.

He smoked hard for a while, but he couldn't pull it away, so he could only let him grab it. Maybe it wouldn't be too strange for two men to hold hands in the street?

If someone asks, I will say that this person is mentally retarded, and I am afraid that he will get lost.

...Uh, why do you feel like a mentally retarded person?

After walking hand in hand for a while, the sky suddenly began to rain.

Silky, more and more densely painted, and finally intertwined into a blue gauze, covering the entire Jiangnan City, adding a touch of elegance to the ink painting, just like a dream returning to the curved water to see the flowers blooming and the moon, disturbing the heartstrings .

"Pretty?"

Ren Xiaoyan held Jiang Chenyi's hand tightly, raised his head to look up at the sky at 45 degrees, and his lips traced a gentle arc, which was better than the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Jiang Chenyi stared blankly for a few seconds, then put the hoodie behind him on his head: "It's cold, shall we go back to the hotel?"

Ren Xiaoyan pulled off his hat, "Can you be a little emotional, many people come to the south of the Yangtze River just to wait for a misty rain, you see how lucky we are, we just waited to come."

"I'm afraid you'll catch a cold, I don't care, I'm in great health." Jiang Chenyi doesn't want to be exposed to the rain in winter.

Ren Xiaoyan broke into his eyes resolutely, and looked at him with a smile in his eyes: "Do you care about me?"

"Could it be..., didn't I care about you before?"

He raised his eyes and looked back at those light brown eyes reflecting the rain, feeling a little stunned. He must have been possessed by evil spirits to get so close to him on the street.

The man recalled those quarreling days, rolled his eyes and lips, "I was the one who cared about you before."

"Ah..., true or false?"

"Of course, you still scold me often. I guess my illness is caused by your anger."

"...No, no way, if you say that, I will feel guilty."

The man deliberately sighed, and grabbed his hand again, "That's as compensation, you can walk with me, we have done many things together, but we have never been in the rain together."

"... uh, okay."

He could only continue walking with him, wandering in this drizzle and misty south of the Yangtze River.

The man's eyes are full of smiles, and the sky blue is waiting for misty rain, and I happen to be in this rain, and I happen to have you in my palm.

……

Jiang Chenyi thought that he was absolutely crazy, so he agreed to get in the rain with him. Whoever said that the rain in the south of the Yangtze River was as light as smoke, but at this moment it had become a torrential rain, and the two men were still walking in the rain like crazy.

"Let's go back!"

Jiang Chenyi could barely open his eyes, shivering from the cold, pitifully letting the man drag him forward.

"Why are you admitting cowardice?" The man had no plans to go back.

"Fuck, I'm freezing to death, are you fucking crazy?"

He shouted from behind, his footsteps stopped suddenly, he turned around in the heavy rain, and asked faintly: "Chen'er, would you like to go crazy with me once?"

"what?"

He didn't know what he was going to do, and looked at him in horror through the rain curtain.

He suddenly pulled him into his arms, sealed his lips, and kissed him wildly while standing in the rain.

The coldness of the rainwater splashed into their mouths, and they were instantly warmed up. He peeled off the rain-wet hair on his forehead, and touched the wet corners of his eyes with his fingertips. Don't let him close his eyes either.

He wanted him to remember this moment, his face, his person, his breath and temperature, his madness, everything about him.

Passers-by were screaming, and cars slowed down, whistling hard at the scene on the side of the road.

But Jiang Chenyi couldn't listen anymore, he was completely shocked by the man in his mouth, his brain was replaced by the endless roar, he had no choice but to cling to him.

So much so that how he got back to the hotel, how he was stripped of his wet clothes, took a hot shower, put on his bathrobe and was thrown on the bed.

The brain has been muddy and muddy, like mud.

A pure white towel was put on the man's neck, and he was wearing the soft fleece dark gray nightgown that came with him. His chest muscles and mermaid lines were clearly exposed. While wiping his hair, he stuffed a thermometer into Jiang Chenyi's mouth.

Jiang Chenyi was trembling all the time, Ren Xiaoyan turned up the air conditioner two more degrees, touched his forehead, his brows were tightly locked: "It's really useless, it's okay to fall into the water, and you'll have a fever when it rains, what's the matter with your body?" Bel is great, but I can't be my patient."

Jiang Chenyi listened to his complaints in a daze, and waited for the thermometer to be taken away before he spoke tremblingly: "...Also, it's not your fault, huh..."

The man threw him the towel with which he wiped his hair, "Hey, you better not talk!"

"Ah cut..." Jiang Chenyi sneezed and covered his mouth with his towel: "Have you wiped that thing with this towel... Ah cut..."

"Wipe it and drop it, anyway, you have eaten it."

The man raised his head to look at the thermometer, and returned it casually, and the context of Meifeng deepened a bit.

"Ah...you threw it to me after you wiped it..." Jiang Chenyi threw away the towel quickly, only to realize that he didn't even have the strength to throw the towel. Passed the towel, it seemed to be still wet.

His head was about to explode in pain, and he couldn't help but grabbed his hair and beat his head hard.

Ren Xiaoyan put the thermometer away, turned around and hugged him, with worried eyes: "What's the matter, do you have a headache?"

"...Well, I seem to remember something, it seems that you threw a towel at me... It seems that we quarreled, and you said you were married... Che Yuan"

Jiang Chenyi's expression became more and more painful, Ren Yanxiao was shocked, and pressed him tightly against his chest: "Chen'er, don't think about it, don't think about it..."

"Head...it hurts..." Jiang Chenyi was in maddened pain, his fingertips sank deep into the man's back, as if he wanted to pierce the robe.

The man was scared, he grabbed the phone in a panic, and yelled at the assistant on the phone: "Call the doctor, call a doctor quickly!"

The assistant was terrified, thinking that something happened to him, and quickly brought the doctor, seeing only Jiang Chenyi moaning in pain in his arms, he was slightly relieved.

After checking Jiang Chenyi's body, the doctor gave him an injection of antipyretics, learned about his amnesia due to drowning, prescribed some pain relievers and cold medicines, and finally suggested that they go to the hospital for a brain MRI.

Ren Xiaoyan asked his assistant to grind the painkiller and cold medicine into powder, and poured it down for Jiang Chenyi.

He sent the doctor to the door.

He didn't ask until he reached the corridor, "Is drowning amnesia serious?"

The doctor shook his head inscrutablely: "This kind of thing is not big or small. If the nervous system is seriously damaged, he may suffer from continuous amnesia. In the end, he will completely forget who he is, and life may not be able to survive." Take care of yourself."

Ren Xiaoyan's heart twitched, but he said, "Don't scare me, it's not that serious, is it?"

"So I still suggest that you go to the hospital for a CT scan of the brain."

Ren Xiaoyan touched a pack of cigars and stuffed them to the doctor: "If I don't want him to remember the past, is there any way?"

"...This," the doctor showed surprise, "It depends on the patient's own recovery. Some people will recover gradually, and some people will get worse and worse. You..."

The doctor looked around for no one, and then he put his ear next to Ren Xiaoyan's ear, and whispered: "If you don't let him recover, don't treat him, but I think his condition will get worse if he doesn't treat it, so, This kind of thing is up to you.”

After the doctor finished speaking, he fled the scene as if he had a guilty conscience.

The little handsome man hid in the shadows, overheard these words, it got worse and worse, will he become like a fool?Hahaha, I like it so much!

Ren Xiaoyan tapped his head, he didn't want him to remember, and was afraid that he would get worse, so he finally decided to take him for a checkup.

After straightening out his nightgown, he returned to the room, where the assistant was threatening Jiang Chenyi to take medicine.

Jiang Chenyi buried his face in the pillow, refusing to live or die, Ren Xiaoyan took the medicine cup that had been washed into pink liquid from the assistant's hand, "You go back first, I'll take care of it."

Of course the assistant was happy and said, "Mr. Ren, you have worked hard." Then he ran away.

"Be good, Chen'er, come and take your medicine." The man whispered softly as if coaxing the child.