The villain became a sticky spirit after losing his memory

Yan Zhi frowned, and pulled the boy's wrist to examine it carefully. There were round red marks... It didn't look like it was tied with a rope...

In the end what happened?

He stroked the red mark lightly, as if he was afraid of hurting the boy, and said with a cold face: "Fan Ming, how did you get the red mark on your wrist? Who hurt you!"

It was the first time that Fanming saw his sister-in-law like this, and she was a little moved, but it was inconvenient to elaborate on the details, so she only picked out some things that could be said to tell her.

"I... I was targeted by someone and then imprisoned in the house. The marks on it were made by the person who locked me on the bedside to prevent me from escaping."

"Did you offend someone?"

"I don't know either, but I don't know him. When my brother rescued me, he beat him up and locked him up in Haiyuan Lishe."

Hearing that the person who hurt Fan Ming got the punishment he deserved, Yan Zhi finally felt relieved.

Then he took out the medicine box and found the wrinkled ointment, which was bought by Special Assistant Yuan in order to apply medicine to the red marks on his neck after Fan Zhi lost his memory.

Yan Zhi took the ointment, unscrewed the lid, and at the same time looked at Fan Zhi calmly, and then silently looked away.

I couldn't help sighing in my heart, those memories must have disappeared in someone's mind, and he was the only one who remembered from now on...

Thinking back, Yan Zhi took out a cotton swab, gently applied the ointment on the red mark on Fan Ming's wrist, and said softly:

"This is... an ointment I used before. The effect is very good. After applying it, the pain will be relieved and the recovery will be faster."

Fan Ming really felt that after applying the ointment, the tingling sensation on the red marks was much more comfortable. He smiled sweetly and said to Yan Zhi: "Thank you sister-in-law! I feel much better."

Yan Zhi's lips were also stained with a smile, and he put the lid on the ointment and said, "It's fine if you think it's useful."

Fanming looked at the movement of his sister-in-law's hands, and was immediately attracted by the crooked shape of the ointment. He couldn't help asking curiously: "Sister-in-law, how did this ointment become like this? It looks so ugly."

A smile flashed across Yan Zhi's clear eyes, and he said vaguely, "This tube of ointment may be deformed by someone, who knows."

Fan Ming didn't know what to say, and murmured strangely: "It takes a lot of air to make the ointment so ugly."

Yan Zhi didn't reply anymore, the smile in his eyes just flashed, and then he returned to his indifference.

It's all in the past... Since the other party has forgotten it, he should also forget it.

Fan Zhi sat on the side and did not participate in the conversation between the two. It seemed that Yan Zhi and his younger brother got along well.

Yan Zhi is obviously more careful than him, and even applied medicine for the red marks on his younger brother's wrist, which is better than his own brother.

That tube of ointment, when Fanming said it, he also cast his eyes silently, and then evaluated in his heart that it was really ugly.

And he noticed that when he mentioned why the ointment deformed, Yan Zhi's expression became gentle for an instant, even though he returned to indifference later.

But who is the "someone" Yan Zhi said?Although he didn't have any memory about the tube of ointment, he somehow felt that this person was him.

It's just him after amnesia...

Yan Zhi seemed a little tired looking at Fan Ming, and said to him: "When you encounter this kind of thing, you probably haven't had a good rest. You can stay here tonight, and I will take you to the room to rest."

"Ah, this is not good, sister-in-law, will it disturb the world between you and my brother?"

Yan Zhi paused, didn't look at Fan Zhi, and said to the boy: "It's okay, you can live at ease, let's talk about big things, they are not as important as you right now."

Fanming smiled and followed her sister-in-law's footsteps, "Okay, then I'll be more polite!"

The voices of the two could still be heard, but Fan Zhi was the only one left in the living room, and he sat on the sofa for a while.

Accidentally saw the rabbit costume photo frame in the opposite corner, got up and walked over to pick up the photo frame, and hung it in the original position again.

When he and Yuan Li came, this photo frame was still hanging here, which means that Yan Zhi still wanted to keep this...

In the evening, after the three of them had dinner, Fan Ming went back to his room alone, leaving Yan Zhi and Fan Zhi staring at each other silently.

Yan Zhi's eyes were very cold, she didn't look at the man for a few seconds, she first looked away, and casually fixed on the things in the room.

Later, seeing that the man had nothing to say to him, Yan Zhi left directly and went about her own business, completely pretending that Fan Zhi didn't exist.

When he was busy with his new comic, his mind was actually a little messy, as if he was disturbed by the appearance of Fanzhi, and the comic characters he drew were completely unsatisfactory to himself.

Fortunately, I was crazy about drawing manga a few days ago, and I already have a lot of saved manuscripts. Even if the first drawing is not good, I can still keep improving and redraw the version until I am satisfied.

But redrawing seven or eight editions still didn't work, Yan Zhi finally decided to let himself go, the main reason was that he had a stomachache again, although it wasn't too serious, but it was time to rest.

As usual, he returned to his bedroom unimpeded in the dark living room, and without turning on the light, he just habitually lay down on his bed.

But his hand touched something warm, and for a moment, Yan Zhi's head was muddy from being tortured by the drawing all night, only then did he remember that Fan Zhi would live here from today onwards.

So, this is Brahma?

His brain shut down for a moment, and then he couldn't help but hook his fingers. Seeing that the other party didn't respond, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

Then he held the other's hand, Yan Zhi waited secretly for a while, but still did not wait for the man's rejection, he simply turned sideways, looked at the man and shouted: "Old Gong."

Unfortunately, the man did not respond.

Disappointed, Yan Zhi laughed at himself, then retracted his hands and lay down on his back, then he suddenly realized something, got up to look at the man.

After getting used to the night, I can see that the man's eyes are closed, and the sound of breathing in the ear is steady, and I haven't responded when I approach him just now——

Everything shows that the man seems to be asleep?

For a moment, Yan Zhi didn't know whether he should be happy or disappointed, it was very complicated anyway.

Could it be that what Yuan Li said was true?Fanzhi really suffered from insomnia because he left, and he did not hesitate to live with him because of this.

He was a little dumbfounded, he actually had the function of a human-shaped tranquilizer?

However, Fanzhi fell asleep, and was still sleeping next to him... This knowledge put Yan Zhi in a good mood, and with this golden opportunity, she always felt that she should do something...

After thinking about it, Yan Zhi realized that even though their fate was over, as a legal couple, stealing a kiss from their once dear old Gong shouldn't be too much, right?

After making up his mind, he first gently hugged the man, feeling the long-lost hug, and then moved closer to his lips.

When the lips were pressed together, Yan Zhi could still feel his heart beating wildly, he gently took the other's lips, and kissed him delicately without disturbing the other party.

But kissing and kissing, Yan Zhi's heartbeat gradually stabilized, and then he felt an unspeakable sadness, so he couldn't kiss anymore.

Tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably. Since when did he even kiss his old Gong so sneakily and carefully.

Besides, kissing is an intimate contact between two people. Fanzhi slept soundly. This kiss was a one-man show by himself. Suddenly, he didn't understand why he insisted...

Yan Zhi withdrew her lips, and when she was leaving, she couldn't help but lightly touched the man's lips, then she turned her back and wept silently.

The distance between him and Fan Zhi had really drifted away, the distance between them was already very far, separated by a weight of memory, it seemed that they were separated into two parallel lines.

That is a gap that cannot be bridged, can no longer meet, unable to blend together...

In the middle of the night, Fan Zhi was suddenly woken up by the continuous painful humming around him. The moment he opened his eyes, he couldn't tell where he was.

He didn't know why there was a chill on his neck, and he stretched out his hand to wipe it, and felt a little damp.

Before he had time to realize what it was, the groaning around him became louder, and he had no time to think about other things, so he hurriedly looked over.

In the dark night, he vaguely saw the young man shrunk into a ball, his mouth was still crying out the pain, it seemed that the pain was unbearable.

It was only then that Fan Zhi realized that this was his and Yan Zhi's new house, and the young man humming in pain was Yan Zhi!

He didn't know what happened, he hesitated for a moment, then he held the young man in his arms and asked him, "What's wrong with you? How should I help you?"

Yan Zhi broke out in a cold sweat with a stomach ache, and her consciousness was a little fuzzy. Hearing the man's question, he thought carefully for a while before realizing what he was talking about.

He encouraged himself to hold himself up, and answered intermittently: "Stomach... medicine... stomach medicine..."

But his voice was a little low, and Fan Zhi couldn't hear what it was, so he had to move closer to the young man's lips and ask again: "What are you talking about? I can't hear you clearly."

Yan Zhi blinked the sweat from her eyelids, braced herself, and spoke a little louder so that people could hear clearly, "Stomach...stomach medicine..."

This time Fan Zhi heard clearly, he put the young man down, and said: "Wait for me for a while, I'll look for it."

Fan Zhi quickly went to the living room, thinking back to where Yan Zhi put the medicine box before, although Yan Zhi didn't have the energy to say where the stomach medicine was, it must be in the medicine box.

According to his memory, he found the medicine box and saw that there were five or six boxes of gastric medicine in it. He was only surprised for a moment, then took out the pills, and then rushed back to the bedroom.

There was a glass of water on the bedside table, so Fan Zhi supported Yan Zhi, and fed stomach medicine with the cup of cold water, then put Yan Zhiping on the bed, and covered him with a quilt.

After waiting for a while, the young man seemed to feel better, the pained moan in his mouth gradually became weaker, and Fanzhi's slightly disturbed heart calmed down a little.

Although he has no memory, it seems that out of instinct, seeing Yan Zhi feel so uncomfortable makes him feel bad too.

After a while, the young man finally breathed calmly and made no other sounds. It seemed that he was so tired that he fell asleep.

Just when he was about to leave and go to the living room, Yan Zhi grabbed his hand and said to him: "Old Gong, don't go, okay?"