Yesterday was like Death

Getting along with people is very much about fate, the right time, place and people are in harmony, more or less will not work.

As far as love is concerned, people are still the same person, maybe it won’t work at another time, and there is no feeling, so it can only be caused by it.

If my mother had met Gu Yuanli two years later, she would have married and had children with her fiancé long ago. Now she may be living a beautiful life, but how could she be dragged down to sickness, and finally leave a pair of children before the age of 40.

She happened to meet Gu Yuanli at that time, the nemesis of this life, this is fate.She was deceived by the playboy's rhetoric, she retired and wandered around the world with him, and finally ended up with nothing, this is robbery.

In the end, my mother failed to unravel the doom of the hit, not only did not untie it, but also forcibly passed it on to me, which made my hit bad.

I thought that my worst time was over. Who would have thought that there would be another mountain, and Everest is waiting for me here.

Although the relationship between Xi Zonghe and I cannot be called "love", but I rely on him to take the position, and he uses me as a shield. The cooperation is seamless and enjoyable, which can be regarded as fate.I didn't expect such a close relationship to return to the time before liberation.

When Xi Zonghefu woke up, he was unconscious, and looked at me strangely, with some alienation.

"You are... Gu Tang? Why are you here? Where am I?" He might feel uncomfortable and wanted to pull the gauze off his head.

I held down his fidgeting hand to keep him from touching the wound: "You were in a car accident, do you still remember? Three afternoons ago, when you came back from out of town, the car rear-ended on the highway, and seven cars collided in a row. Your head hurt. Injured, fainted for three days, have you forgotten?"

I was scared to death when I received the news. God knows why Xi Zonghe keeps getting into car accidents.He rushed to the hospital in a hurry. The doctor said that he had been hit on the head and was unconscious. He should wake up soon. Unexpectedly, the waiting time was three days.

"Car accident?" Xi Zonghe frowned, his eyes were full of doubts about me, "But I clearly remember that yesterday was my 22nd birthday, and I was having a party on a yacht, how could there be a car accident?" His expression suddenly changed , grabbed my arm and asked, "Where's Jiang Mu?"

I was taken aback by his reaction.Where did he come from at the age of 22?If I remember correctly, his birthday is in January and he will be 28 next year.Besides, Jiang Mu, this is his most taboo name. In the past few years, even if he saw the other party's billboard on the road, he would have a bad face all day long. In recent years, he has gotten better and no longer has obvious negative emotions, but it is not something that can be talked about casually. name.Why did he bump his head back and even change his temper?

It wasn't until now that I felt something was wrong, and said cautiously and seriously: "Mr. Xi, stop joking with me, it is 2028, and you are already 27 years old this year."

He was completely stunned: "Wha..." Maybe he thought it was too absurd, he didn't want to talk to me anymore, he struggled to get up, "Where is Jiang Mu! I want to see him! Is this a prank by Feng An, Guan Dan, and the others? Move me to this place while I'm drunk? Where is this? A sex-themed hotel, or a large live-action shooting base?"

Seeing that he was getting more and more excited, I quickly pressed him down: "Don't be nervous, your injury hasn't healed yet, I'll call a doctor for you, you lie down first..."

He couldn't sit up because he did have a wound on his head, and he gritted his teeth in pain when he moved.This time his expression was even more bewildered, as if he couldn't believe that Feng An and Guan Dan would actually beat him just to play a prank.

His behavior was really frightening. I rang the call bell on the bedside, and doctors and nurses came soon after hearing the news.

I gave up my seat to them, retreated outside the door, sent a message to Xi Zonghe's relatives and friends who were concerned about this matter, reported safety, and told them that Xi Zonghe woke up just now.

About ten minutes later, the doctor came out of the ward, and I took the initiative to go up to him and ask him, "How is Mr. Xi? He seems... not quite right."

The doctor spoke very cautiously, saying that the human brain is very complicated. The patient injured his head and was in a coma for three days. Anything could happen. However, Xi Zonghe's current condition is called "retrospective amnesia". The situation will improve, but the possibility that the memory will never be retrieved is not ruled out.

In the end, he made a summary: "Currently, it is recommended to observe closely, self-healing should be the main focus, and psychological treatment should be supplemented."

"Then will his symptoms become more and more serious?" It is scary to think about going back a year one day, and then completely turning into a baby who can only babble.

The doctor said: "I can only say that we should be notified in time if there is a situation, and I can't guarantee anything else."

The doctor said some precautions before leaving. I stood in the hospital corridor, a little dazed and a little funny.

I have acted in so many idol dramas, and I have acted in the amnesia scene no less than ten times, but none of them can explain a thousandth of my current mood.

I leaned against the wall and smiled wryly. Sure enough, the audience was right, I was a sucker.

Glancing at the closed door of the ward opposite, I lowered my head and added another sentence after the happy message I just sent.

—He seems to have lost his memory.

I lingered at the door of the ward for a long time, very tangled.

Why did he lose the memory of these five years?Don't lose it early, don't lose it later, I lost everything after I met me, and my memory still stays at the age of 22.It happened to be the year when he was 22 years old, the year when Jiang Mu and Jiang Mu repaid the oil!

The 22-year-old Xi Zonghe was just at the age of brain damage, so he probably wouldn't believe any slander against Jiang Mu by others.As much as he hated Jiang Mu later, he probably loves him now.

With his strength, if I dare to speak ill of Jiang Mu in front of him, he can beat me in the face.And more importantly, how can I explain my relationship with him in a simple and clear way?

I stopped at the door for a long time, the palms of my hands holding the doorknob were sweating for Wu, and I couldn't think of any good excuses after thinking about it. Finally, I gritted my teeth, boldly pushed the door open, and sat down again under Xi Zonghe's gaze. back to him.

My heart pounded: "Well, the doctor told you, this year is really 2028, this is not a prank, and I am not a liar."

Xi Zonghe leaned on the hospital bed with a pale face, looked me up and down, and said lightly, "Where's Jiang Mu?"

For some reason, I could hear the faint uneasiness in his words, and my heart softened at once.

His appearance somewhat reminds me of when he was bad and good five years ago, he was lying on the bed all day with such a pale face, obviously broken, and he had to pretend to be calm, not allowing himself to show the slightest fragility.

I sighed and said, "You have to calm down and listen to me, otherwise it will be bad for your condition. You and Jiang Mu broke up, five years ago..."

I really should go to the temple and burn incense for him. Five years ago, because of a serious car accident, he fell into a double trough in career and love. On the bar with the opponent.

Such a lingering ghost, could it be that Jiang Mu lowered his head for him?

Xi Zonghe fell silent when he heard the words, as if he was thinking about something.I saw his eyelashes trembling slightly, and I thought he was not very calm, so I didn't continue talking.

"Then what's going on with you?" He raised his eyes again and looked straight at me.

His eyes were dark and bright, like sharp swords, with a sharpness that pointed directly at people's hearts, which made me dare not look too much for fear of being cut.

What happened to me and him is a long story, but I guess I can't tell the whole truth.He was already unpredictable, but now that he has lost his memory, I can't even guess his mode of action.What if he wants to know that I'm just a dispensable thing for him, so what if he throws me into the trash can?

The contract expires in two months. It was written in black and white that once the contract expires, both parties need to negotiate before deciding whether to terminate the cooperation or renew the contract.I have had a good life in the past few years, and I wanted to coax him to renew the contract, but in the end, I got into a car accident like this, which really made me want to yell "time is fate" to the sky.

I made my voice as confident as possible, and said, "I am your...companion right now."

He immediately raised an eyebrow: "Me, and you?"

The disgust on his face couldn't be more obvious, and his bad temper can be seen, which is quite the demeanor of him throwing a fruit knife at me back then.

Thinking of that time, I inevitably think of the scar on my collarbone. Xi Zonghe always likes to rub my area on the bed, and always likes to ask me if it hurts, and no matter if I answer it hurts or not, he will fuck me harder deep.

He was so vicious that he was justified, but there was nothing he could do about it.

I smiled at him: "Yes, me and you."

He hummed a syllable from his nose, obviously not agreeing with the aesthetics of another "self".

I became a fool and still pick and choose, I turned my face away and took the opportunity to roll my eyes.

Although I'm not as good-looking as Jiang Mu, I'm still handsome. I've slept happily even though he's sleeping these years. Now that I've lost my memory, it seems like I'm forcing him.

I kept slandering in my heart, but I didn't dare to show any displeasure on my face.

"Give me the phone." Xi Zonghe said in a commanding tone with a cold face, "I want to make a call."

I took out the phone and gave it to him, but he was taken aback when he saw the model.I was still thinking about whether to dial the number for him, so he used his high IQ to quickly broadcast a number without a teacher, but unfortunately the other end rang for a long time and no one answered.

I asked, "Who are you calling?"

Seeing his familiar dialing movements, it must be Jiang Mu, right?

I thought to myself, maybe he doesn't even know which digits my phone number starts with, but he can memorize Jiang Mu's phone clearly. Sure enough, true love is different from playthings.

Xi Zonghe didn't ring, and dialed another number irritably, then stared at the phone and frowned even more tightly.

I was curious about what made him so embarrassed, and I went up to take a look. It turned out that the phone jumped out of the name that existed in the address book when he dialed.

"Sister Li, she said she came in the afternoon."

Tang Li is Xi Zonghe's cousin and also his manager. She is one of the few people Xi Zonghe trusts very much.

I have been with him for five years. It is not uncommon for Tang Li to call. It's just that his brain is broken now and he may be thinking about it.

"She is your manager. It's the mobile phone number you asked me to remember. If you say you can't reach her, you will contact her. You forgot."

I'm talking here, but the phone over there is already connected.

"Little Tang?"

Xi Zonghe picked up the phone: "It's me..."

I don't know what was said on the other side, but Xi Zonghe's expression became more and more solemn, and his face became more and more serious, like a layer of fog that could not be dispelled.

"Yes, I can't remember anything... He's here," Xi Zonghe glanced at me, and I immediately straightened my back like a military training instructor being swept away by the death sight of an instructor, "He told me everything... I know .”

They talked for 5 minutes, and then Xi Zonghe hung up the phone, and his attitude towards me was instantly a lot more kind, and his guard was not so serious.

"Tang Li asked me to trust you."

I quickly showed a flattering smile: "I don't need to lie to you, do you? Besides, Mr. Xi, you are so smart, how can I fool you with my IQ!"

He didn't speak, took my mobile phone and started surfing the Internet.

I touched my nose, feeling a little self-defeating.

Although Tang Li made Xi Zonghe trust me, I am almost like a stranger to him. If he let go of his guard so quickly, he will not be the him I know.

For him now, I am afraid that there is only one Jiang Mu who is eager to know about it, and the others are not important or interested to him.

After swiping the phone for 10 minutes, I saw that he suddenly pinched the bridge of his nose, with an uncomfortable expression on his face, knowing that he was not feeling well, so I hurried forward to adjust his pillow and let him lie down first.

"You haven't healed from your injury yet. Don't worry about other things. It's important to heal your injury." As I said that, I took his mobile phone away.

He glanced at me and didn't scold me, because the power was really low.Accepting this new time and space seemed to consume all his mind, he closed his eyes quietly, and soon fell asleep again.

The sunlight outside the window was just right, and it shone brightly and warmly into the room. There was a vase of fresh flowers on the bedside table, which were blooming beautifully, exuding a faint floral fragrance.

I tucked the quilt up for him, and then sat on the edge of the bed and watched over him.

This reminds me of the days when I accompanied him to recover.Back then, I gave him massages three times a day, brought tea, handed water, wiped his body and walked, and even covered his physical needs. I was afraid that he would unilaterally break the contract and return the goods.

Tang Li originally came in the afternoon, but when she saw me send her a text message, she knew that Xi Zonghe had lost his memory, so she rushed over quickly.

She doesn't look like Xi Zonghe, and she is not a beauty in the traditional sense.But she is very tall, with a ponytail and high heels standing in front of me, almost parallel to me, when walking outside, people often mistake her for a supermodel.

Seeing her coming, I was afraid of waking up Xi Zonghe who had just fallen asleep, so I talked with her in the corridor.

Before I said anything, she grabbed my hand and said excitedly: "You have worked hard these days, Xiao Tang, now that Zong He is like this, you must not give up on him..." With tears in her eyes, she called I can't bear to say no.

She didn't know that Xi Zonghe and I signed a contract from the beginning to the end.

Five years ago, I accompanied Xi Zonghe to recover, stayed by his side to endure his bad temper, and acted affectionately in front of his family, all because I wanted to gain fame, fortune and money by grabbing him to the top.

And he was anxious to stand up at that time, eager to take revenge on Jiang Mu, eager to cover up his embarrassment, and it was only my choice.

The two of us get what we need, and we can’t see the true relationship when we are in trouble. All the illusions of being in love with each other are just adhering to the contract spirit of dedication.

However, that was in the past.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of him."

I patted the back of Tang Li's hand, and quietly broke free from her shackles.

Since everyone thinks we are deeply in love, why don't I go along with the flow and act out the feeling of adversity?Such thoughts are like a spark falling into a pyre, which intensifies in an instant, and eventually turns into a prairie fire.

I am the only one left who knows about the contract. Even if Xi Zonghe remembers it in the future, and I neither breached the contract nor did I feel helpless, he can't blame me.

I'm just doing it for self-preservation.

It turns out later... the birth of a bad idea is often just the beginning of your bad luck.