Boyfriend came to the door after amnesia

A day and a night had passed by the time Zhong Jiuli and Song Ci returned to the small courtyard. Lin Chao didn’t see them when he woke up. Something was wrong, so he quickly called Guan Lingyan.

Guan Lingyan felt something was wrong, so he found Zhao Yinuo and the others, but they didn't know where Zhong Jiuli was.

The phones of the two have also been turned off.

Just when everyone was panicking, they came back.

The two of them slumped on the sofa, An Yan who was unconscious on the left, and Chu Jiu who was smiling idiotically on the right.

Lin Chao stared at Chu Jiu dumbfounded. Before he could react, Chu Jiu got off the sofa and ran towards him, yelling, "Brother!"

Lin Chaoxin suddenly seemed to melt, he opened his arms and hugged him into his arms, "Brother is here!"

Zhao Yinuo originally wanted to ask them what happened, but seeing that they were exhausted and their clothes were torn, it was obvious that something serious had happened.She had no choice but to temporarily suppress the uneasiness and anger in her heart, "Go and rest first, and we can talk tomorrow if you have anything to say."

When Song Ci heard this, he nodded lazily, "It's still my junior sister who is understanding, and I didn't hurt you for nothing."

Zhao Yinuo's heart skipped a beat, she looked at Song Ci in surprise, and carefully observed the expression on his face.She thought Song Ci had recovered her memory before, but she didn't feel that intimate familiarity until just now, and she was about to ask.

Song Ci smiled, got up and walked into the room, "Then I'll go to bed first."

Zhong Jiuli grabbed his collar at the nape of his neck, "Take a bath first."

Song Ci he yawned: "I slept on the floor."

Zhong Jiuli didn't talk nonsense, and directly dragged him to the bathroom, "Come out after washing."

Song Ci looked at the closed door with a "bang--" and touched his nose, thinking that he would wash it together.

After taking a shower, Song Ci yawned and came out of the bathroom. He pushed Zhong Jiuli who was sitting on the sofa and was about to fall asleep.Because he was too tired, he was still a little dazed when he opened his eyes, and it took a few seconds for him to come back to his senses.

"Are you done washing?" he asked.

The voice has a familiarity that is not usually there.

Song Ci's heart skipped a beat, and he nodded, "En."

Zhong Jiuli touched the ends of his hair that were still dripping with water, and frowned slightly, "Dry your hair before going to sleep."

Song Ci smiled, "It's still so long-winded."

Zhong Jiuli glanced at him, his eyes were indifferent, Song Ci raised his hand in surrender, and said in a drawn-out tone: "Got it, brother—"

Zhong Jiuli just got up and walked to the bathroom, while Song Ci walked directly to the bedroom.

After entering the room, Song Ci fell asleep without going to bed. He pulled up a chair and sat in front of the window looking at the small yard outside the window, while blowing the night breeze while brushing his hair.

Restoring memory is a matter of a moment. The memories of the past ten years suddenly emerged, but at that time he had no time to take care of other things. It was not until he returned to the present world and calmed down that he had time to slowly digest this matter.

Three years ago, he was still a little bastard who knew nothing and played around with his senior brother every day. Now three years later, he not only has to face Xu, but also faces the fact that his time is numbered.

Song Ci's face gradually darkened, no matter it was three years ago or three years later, he didn't want to die, and he hasn't been with Zhong Jiuli enough yet.

Thinking of Zhong Jiuli, his face immediately softened a lot, even a little sweet, like a lover who fell in love.But immediately, his expression became a little weird again.

——Zhong Jiuli seems to have changed, what happened in the past three years? .

Especially when he was in the third realm, recalling that kiss, Song Ci subconsciously touched his mouth.

That kiss was not sweet and lingering, but more like a possessive desire, like a mark that made him his belonging.

Thinking of this, Song Ci couldn't help but shudder, but his heart was unexpectedly calm.Zhong Jiuli has always had an overly paranoid possessiveness towards him, which was not obvious when he was young, but he liked to control him more, so he didn't find it strange because he was used to it.

In fact, now that I think about it, there was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy holding a bowl and following a person two or three years younger than himself to feed.

That's because he thought that the two of them would always be so good and stay together forever.

Until the arrival of Xu broke the calm.

'He' gave Zhong Jiuli a sword with his own hands, and was seriously injured and lost his memory. He was forced to separate from Zhong Jiu for three years, and his secret was not revealed until a while ago.

It turned out that he had died young since he was born, so Song Yaoze sent him to Zhong's house, and Zhong Guting saved his life and kept him.

But even so, his time is running out after all.

He lowered his eyes, hiding a trace of panic in his eyes.

He was able to comfort himself when he lost his memory before, but now that his memory has recovered, he realizes that he didn't die before, it all depended on others.

But he couldn't die yet, he was sure without any doubt that if he died, Zhong Jiuli would leave with him.

"If I want you to live, you must live. If you are stupid enough to die in vain, it would be better for me to understand you with my own hands."

Zhong Jiuli's words sounded scary, but it was indeed something he would do.

Especially in the current situation.

There are not many reasons why Zhong Jiuli didn't come to him for three years. In the past three years, he must have been running around trying to find a way to save him, and it was probably because of him that he went to the ghost market to grab the soul-fixing pill.

If time dragged on longer, after another ten or twenty years, maybe Zhong Jiuli's passion would gradually cool down, and his love would also fade.

But right now, he was desperate to save him. If he really died, he would not be surprised what Zhong Jiuli would do.

He knew Zhong Jiuli very well. They had eaten and slept together for more than ten years, and Zhong Jiuli knew what he was going to do with his eyes and movements.

So he must not die.

For himself and for Zhong Jiuli.

After taking a shower, Zhong Jiuli opened the door and walked in, holding a hair dryer in his hand.He walked to the window, stroked his hair naturally, and then helped him dry his hair without saying a word.

Song Ci's tense body relaxed, and he lazily leaned against Zhong Jiuli's arms.The wind from the hair dryer was warm, and his movements were extremely gentle. Song Ci yawned, his thoughts gradually drifted away, and he fell asleep comfortably after a while.

Zhong Jiuli stroked his hair, turned off the hair dryer, carried the person in his arms to the bed, closed the window and turned off the light, he hugged him in his arms without fear, and fell asleep contentedly.

Early the next morning, Song Ci woke up from the nightmare. He sat up abruptly, and his clothes were drenched in sweat instantly.

—He dreamed of that woman again.

The woman fell into a pool of blood and looked at him with a smile, but he still couldn't see her face clearly.

Zhong Jiuli was startled awake, he pulled the man into his arms, and felt something was wrong when he was covered in cold sweat. He propped himself up and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Ci looked at the ceiling in a daze, his voice was a little dry because of fear, "I dreamed of that woman again."

Zhong Jiuli frowned, got out of bed and poured him a glass of warm water.

Song Ci didn't bother to lift his hand, so he took a few sips of Zhong Jiuli's hand, got into bed, yawned, and said, "I'll sleep again."

He had often dreamed of this woman before, and it would be difficult for him not to get used to it after a long time. Although he would instinctively feel frightened every time he woke up, he would come out soon.

Zhong Jiuli hummed in a low voice, lowered his head, and kissed Song Ci on the face, "I'll make breakfast, I'll call you later."

Song Ci rolled his eyes slightly and hooked his sleeves.

Zhong Jiuli looked down at him, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Song Ci raised his head and asked intentionally, "Why didn't you kiss me when I didn't recover my memory?"

Zhong Jiuli hadn't delved into this issue. If Song Ci hadn't raised it suddenly, he wouldn't even have noticed it.Although Song Ci with amnesia is also Song Ci, it seems to be somewhat different from the previous Song Ci, but as for why, he really doesn't know.

So he shook his head and answered honestly, "I don't know."

Song Ci clicked his tongue and changed the question, "Then why did you kiss me?"

Zhong Jiuli frowned slightly, and asked in confusion, "Why?"

Under the premise of not being angry, Zhong Jiuli looked extremely sexy when he frowned, Song Ci's heart seemed to be scratched by something, he subconsciously licked his lower lip, and continued to ask: "Why did you kiss me, didn't you Kiss someone else?"

Zhong Jiuli seemed to be asked to laugh, he leaned over and rubbed his head, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up: "Let's sleep again."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Song Ci blushed, and got into bed angrily.

I hope that Zhong Jiuli will be enlightened and sows can climb trees!

He and Zhong Jiuli just got along so naturally, everything happened naturally, and the true feelings were revealed. Sometimes he felt that the two of them were family members, not like lovers.

Speaking of it, the two of them did not have any behavior between lovers.

Thinking of this, Song Ci suddenly took out his phone and started searching for something furtively.

As soon as Zhong Jiuli left the bedroom, he saw An Yan sitting on the sofa in the living room, and only when he got closer did he find that he was crying.

He reached out and patted his back lightly, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

An Yan sobbed and said, "Burger and Coke."

Zhong Jiuli stood up, "Let's eat fried dumplings."

An Yan didn't refute, she was still lying there, tears still flowing.

Zhong Jiuli turned around and walked towards the kitchen. The two of them seemed to have reached a tacit understanding, and neither of them mentioned Gu Qing's matter.

Zhong Jiuli quickly accepted the matter after the initial shock. After all, Gu Qing left when he was still young. Even if she really reincarnated, it has nothing to do with him.

But An Yan was different, if he hadn't promised that Gu Qing would take care of Zhong Jiuli, he would have left long ago to find Gu Qing's reincarnation.So after learning that Gu Qing had really left this world, he seemed even more sad.