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Seeing this, Rong Baichuan immediately stepped forward: "Wish?"

Wen Yuan stroked his chest to relieve the discomfort, and did not forget to turn his face to tell: "It's okay, let's go shopping first."

Because of the sudden physical discomfort, Wen Yuan's spirit began to weaken, Rong Baichuan frowned, always paying attention to his situation, "I'll line up, you sit on the bench in front and wait for me."

Wen Yuan didn't refuse, he just sat and waited with his mobile phone in his hand, and played the puzzle game in a dejected manner. In the past, he used to use his brain when playing games, but now he was too lazy, skating carelessly, and relying on luck to pass the level.

Rong Baichuan came pushing two shopping carts, Wen Yuan just got up and followed, offering to share one for him, Rong Baichuan observed his expression: "If you feel unwell, you'd better go to the hospital."

"I just can't smell that smell, let's go home first."

Wen Yuan fell asleep in the car, and Rong Baichuan also realized that he was getting tired easily recently and always went to bed very early.He parked the car with a worried expression, and gently opened the door to hug him out, but woke him up because of the space.

"Well, are you home?"

"arrive."

Wen Yuan came out feeling weak all over, and helped Rong Baichuan lift all his things into the elevator. As soon as he entered the house, he fell headfirst on the sofa. Rong Baichuan didn't have time to pack his shopping bags, so he came up and hugged him in two steps: " Go to bed and sleep."

Wen Yuan was as limp as a snake when she got home, and she was carried to the bedroom obediently by him, and on the way, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him: "Thank you for being so kind to me."

Rong Baichuan knelt on the bed with one knee, stabilized him, pulled the quilt over him, and said softly, "I will always treat you well."

Wen Yuan covered half of her face with the quilt and smiled, bending her eyes: "I will always be nice to you."

Rong Baichuan was still watching, but Wen Yuan couldn't keep up his energy. His brain seemed to be glued, sticky and heavy, and he fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

While Wen Yuan was busy with how to add items to Xiaojia to make it more cozy, Qi Xinya was worrying about where to go for the New Year.This day, I suddenly received a call from the second senior brother. He went straight to the point: "Come out for dinner, the restaurant on the left downstairs of your hospital."

Qi Xinya sat upright on the recliner in shock, and frantically picked up the kicked-off medical records, "Oh, oh, good. I'll get down right away."

When Qi Xinya walked into the restaurant with his shiny leather boots, he found that Jin Ruihe had already ordered food, which was all his favorite food. Staring at him, subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face: "What, what's the matter? Is my face dirty?"

Jin Ruihe sighed: "Master told you to go home tomorrow."

Qi Xinya suddenly choked on the pepper, and the spittle spattered Jin Ruihe's face, Jin Ruihe had to feed him with water: "Qi, what happened to your father? Can you be so scared?"

Qi Xinya's eye circles and nose were red, and her throat was so hot that she frowned and asked for a long time, "You mean my dad?"

"Who else is my master besides your father?"

Qi Xinya confirmed again: "Qi Wangfeng?"

"Correct."

"He, why did he suddenly want me to go home?" Qi Xinya looked terrified. He felt that he would probably be beaten when he went home. His father always said that he wanted to beat him when he saw his face. Jin Ruihe was silent for a while, and said: "Because he discovered that no one knows which will come first, tomorrow or the accident."

Qi Xinya felt that this sentence was a bit strange, and he worried: "Did my father get stimulated by something?"

"Didn't you realize that I was also stimulated?"

"Ah..." Qi Xinya looked at him for a while, and said belatedly, "Have you had plastic surgery? You seem to have lost weight."

Jin Ruihe was silent again, took a tissue and blew his nose hard, Qi Xinya screamed in pain, he had already sat back, and said with great pain: "Si Qiyao is dead."

"Si..." Qi Xinya was stunned: "Why, how old is he? 28? 29? He should have no flaws except being ugly, right? How could he die?"

"Heaven is jealous of talents." Jin Ruihe sighed, refilled his glass with juice, suddenly felt guilty, and said, "Everyone is dead, and I'll tell you the truth, Si Qiyao is actually not that ugly. I've lied to you before."

Qi Xinya suddenly felt heartbroken: "Really? He looks handsome, is he dead?"

Jin Ruihe rubbed his forehead, and he was also in great pain: "Yes, he is very handsome, at most he is worse than me."

"..." Qi Xinya took a sip of the fruit juice and twitched his delicate nose. The words of the second senior brother were not trustworthy. He said, "You have been busying the city recently, are you busy with his business?"

"Well, we all thought he should still be alive, so we took photos and took people to search in several cities near the coast, but after searching for so long, there was no news at all, and finally found his coat and shoes in the deep sea."

Talking about the dead always makes people feel heavy, and Qi Xinya can't swallow: "Do you have his photo with you? Show me?"

"Forget it, everyone is dead." Jin Ruihe brought him food and said, "I will help you greet the hospital. Master misses you very much now, so I must go home during the Spring Festival, you know?"

Qi Xinya nodded obediently, but his mind was wandering somewhere, he got into the car with Jin Ruihe after dinner, still feeling heavy, picked up his phone and sent a Moments:

"The dead are dead, the living are so [candle] [strong]"

Less than 5 minutes after sending it out, Wen Yuan sent him a video application, and a delicate face appeared on the screen, with a hint of worry: "What happened?"

Qi Xinya and Si Qiyao didn't really have any special feelings, they were just feeling casually, when Wen Yuan asked him this question, he didn't know how to answer, so he said, "Si Qiyao is dead."

Jin Ruihe rolled his eyes in front of him, lowered his voice and said, "Qi Xinya, you pig, I just told you not to tell others!"

Qi Xinya was very wronged: "Maybe it's not someone else."

Wen Yuan was very stunned, he sat up straight instantly, and said, "Is what you said true or not?"

"Of course it is true. He fell into the sea and was eaten by sharks. The body was never found."

Wen Yuan said: "How can you judge death if you can't find the body?"

"The coat and shoes were found in the deep sea." Qi Xinya said seriously: "Just now my second senior brother rehabilitated him, but in fact he is not as ugly as in the legend."

The mind of hearing the wish is not on this.

He suddenly thought of Chu Heng's sad expression when he faced the sea, and the fact that Si Qiyao said that he would come to the Chinese market in person, but there was no news so far, and he realized that this might be true.

Can't help but sigh: "It's a pity."

Rong Baichuan, who was looking at the document, looked up: "What's wrong?"

Jin Ruihe also pricked up his ears for a moment, why did the voice sound so familiar, he asked Qi Xinya: "Who is this talking?"

"Oh, I wish my husband, Rong Baichuan."

Jin Ruihe shook his head and laughed secretly, there are so many people with similar voices in this world, he almost made a fuss.

Wen Yuan simply told Rong Baichuan: "Si Qiyao has passed away."

Then they chatted with Qi Xinya about some things, and promised not to tell this matter under his instructions, and then they both hung up the phone.

Rong Baichuan was confused by that sentence for a long time.

Si Qiyao... This name has appeared too frequently recently. He has obviously never seen this person before, but he feels very familiar, so familiar that he seems to know everything about him.

He couldn't help searching for things about Si Qiyao again, watched those financial news over and over again, and then moved to his family relationship.

Si Qiyao's father, Si Haike, was one of the businessmen who went to sea in the early years, and his mother, Su Mei, was a Chinese-Russian mixed race. The greatest achievement of the two of them was the birth of Si Qiyao, a genius. From some incidents, it can be seen that he has a tough wrist. And act arbitrarily.

Rong Baichuan kept searching in order to get more information about Si Qiyao, preferably a photo, but he had no clue.

Wen Yuan had already fallen asleep on the sofa with a soft long pillow, Rong Baichuan stopped searching, picked up a blanket and covered him, sat in front of the sofa and stared at him for a long time.

Two days before New Year's Eve, Uncle Qi personally went up to Wen Yuan's door, and with Old Master Wen's instructions, he said gently, "Shall we go home and have New Year's Eve dinner together?"

Uncle Qi was picked up by his father back then. He was also a homeless man. After his father died, Uncle Qi stayed with Grandpa Wen. Take care of yourself: "I'm not going back, why are you here in person? Just make a phone call."

Uncle Qi was a little helpless, he glanced at Rong Baichuan, rubbed his fingers on his cuffs, and said, "Are you really determined not to go back?"

"No return."

Uncle Qi was silent for a while, and said: "If you never go back to that house again, then I don't need to continue to serve the old man."

He owed Wen Dexu a favor, and stayed by the old man's side all these years just for the convenience of taking care of Wen Yuan, but there was too little he could do, and it was inevitable that he would be wronged.Wen Yuan said indifferently: "That is your own choice."

Uncle Qi's expression was complicated, he wanted to say something, but couldn't help but swallowed it back, saying: "Okay, I'll go first."

He got up, but when he heard the wish, he remembered something and stopped him.

"I remember that you know a very powerful hypnotist, can you help me ask, how can a person who has lost his memory recover his memory?"

Wen Yuan received psychological treatment back then, because she could not forget the death of her parents, so she could only use hypnosis to forget it, and then she gradually recovered.The hypnosis mentioned by the doctor two days ago reminded him. Maybe hypnosis can really be used in reverse to retrieve memory.

Uncle Qi's face changed, and he said: "Some things, if you forget them, forget them, there is no need to think about them..."

Wen Yuan frowned, and said: "You should ask for me, I have my own plan."

Uncle Qi had no choice but to say, "Then I'll make arrangements."

Rong Baichuan stood up from the sofa: "I'll see Uncle Qi off."

Wen Yuan hummed, but didn't take it to heart.Rong Baichuan walked into the elevator with Uncle Qi, glanced at his wrist, and suddenly said: "What you said just now has no deep meaning, did Ah Yuan forget something?"

Uncle Qi was a little surprised when he went straight in. He immediately smiled and said, "You are quite perceptive."

"I'm already married to him, so naturally I'll pay more attention to him." Rong Baichuan said, "Can you tell me about him?"

Uncle Qi sighed: "A Yuan is a delicate person. He was held in the palm of his parents when he was a child and grew up. He lost his parents all of a sudden. It was a big blow. He was depressed and autistic. He refused to talk to everyone, and psychotherapy was useless. I have no choice but to cooperate with hypnotherapy to have a slight effect."

"What did you make him forget?"

"Some things that will bring him pressure, as I said, he is a delicate person, and he can't bear a lot of harm."

Rong Baichuan smiled, nodded and said, "Thank you Uncle Qi for taking care of Ah Yuan."

Uncle Qi shook his head, the elevator opened, he had just walked out two steps, when he suddenly realized something, he felt cold all over, and then turned to look at Rong Baichuan, his eyes were a bit complicated.

Rong Baichuan smiled lightly, let the elevator close in front of his eyes, and returned home, he lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment before pushing the door open.

Uncle Qi has always been responsive to Wen Yuan's request, and within two days he arranged a time for Wen Yuan to try it. This hypnotist is quite mysterious. He saw that the patient did not see his family members, and Wen Yuan waited outside boredly for more than an hour. Rong Baichuan Just come out from inside.

"How is it?" Wen Yuan hurriedly stood up, Rong Baichuan shook his head regretfully, Wen Yuan looked disappointed.Rong Baichuan stretched out his hand to embrace his lover, and said: "He said that this hypnosis is only to aid in memory, and the effect can only be seen when you see familiar people. Okay, don't worry, let's spend the New Year well first."

He touched Wen Yuan's face, nodded obediently, and said, "Okay."

"Before that, we have to go to the hospital."

"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, we have to see if there is anything we need to buy."

"Going to the hospital won't waste much time." Rong Baichuan put on his coat and said softly, "Your appetite has been so poor these past two days, and you've always been lethargic. I'm worried that something is wrong with your body."

Wen Yuan was actually a little worried.

He has always been a good-for-nothing, he dare not buy a big house when buying a house, he is afraid of the dark, he dare not buy a tall house when buying a house, he is afraid that it will be difficult to rescue him in a fire, now he has a stomach problem, of course he is also a little worried.

But in fact, he had an even worse premonition in his heart.

Now Rong Baichuan's memory hasn't recovered yet, and he doesn't know if he has a wife or child in his family. If he becomes pregnant...is he pregnant or not?

He was in a trance, he was afraid to come down when he arrived at the hospital, Rong Baichuan had no choice but to coax him, but Wen Yuan just refused: "I'll sit for a while and come down again."

Rong Baichuan had nothing to do with him, so he sat in the back seat and closed the car door, waiting for him quietly.

Wen Yuan rubbed his chest and took a deep breath, he was still very nervous and flustered, if Rong Baichuan really had a wife and child, then he would be a third party... Oh my God, this is really embarrassing.

He covered his face, Rong Baichuan didn't know what he was struggling with, and looked outside helplessly.

A luxurious Maybach suddenly stopped in front of him. The body was exquisite and luxurious, revealing an atmosphere that could not be kept low-key. A gentle young man came down with his wife. He subconsciously rolled down the window to look intently, and gradually frowned.

"Rong Baichuan!"

Rong Baichuan came back to his senses suddenly, seeing Wen Yuan's angry expression: "I've called you so many times, who are you looking at?"

"No one." He hurriedly said, "What's wrong?"

Wen Yuan pursed her lips and stared at him for a while, then turned her face and said, "I don't want to go to the hospital, I want to go home."

"A wish."

Wen Yuan kicked him, and said ferociously: "If you don't say it, don't you understand people's words?!"

He was so angry that Rong Baichuan couldn't coax him, so he had to get out of the car and change to the driver's seat.

Wen Yuan sulked in the back, and didn't know what he was angry about.When he got home, he slammed the door and fell asleep, and Baichuan was not allowed to come in. The latter raised his hand to knock on the door, but slowly put it down.

He cooked some of Wen Yuan's favorite dishes, and knocked on the door after serving them on the table: "Wan Yuan? It's time to eat."

Wen Yuan covered his head and ignored him, Rong Baichuan's mind flashed, and said: "Tomorrow's New Year's Eve, don't you want to come out and discuss with me how to live?"

Wen Yuan is a very family-loving person. When many people are thinking about where to go during the New Year, he is excitedly preparing for the New Year. He even asked someone to fill some sausages and hang them up. He even bought incense burners and candles. And some fruits are used for offerings, which shows that they are looking forward to the New Year together this time.

Sure enough, Wen Yuan huddled under the quilt again, but obediently walked over and opened the door.

Half of his face poked out from the door, his eyebrows were still full of bitterness and hatred, and he asked sullenly, "What did you do?"

"It's delicious." Rong Baichuan held his hand and sat on the Sifang dining table, because he knew that he had lost his appetite during this period, so he didn't dare to make too greasy, and they were all relatively bland.Wen Yuan picked up the chopsticks, and Rong Baichuan gently helped him scratch his messy hair, and said, "Tomorrow's New Year's Eve, shall we make dumplings together?"

Wen Yuan nodded, with some expectation in his eyes: "I still have to twist the stuffing myself."

"Then will you help?"

"Of course I will." Wen Yuan rolled his eyes at him, he actually felt a little itchy now, wanted to flex his muscles, and was full of expectations for tomorrow.He hadn't eaten the dumplings made by himself before, so he felt happy just thinking about it.

Rong Baichuan saw that he was happy with what he said, so he fed him by the way, so as not to be in a bad mood and lose his appetite later, he coaxed him while feeding him, "Aside from making dumplings, what else should we do?"

"Throw out some unnecessary things, and then put all the newly bought things on the table, and don't want those vases." The champagne roses on the windowsill were delivered last month, and they were defeated when they were opened to the extreme. Rong Baichuan asked, "Where are those flowers?"

"The flowers are all dead, so I don't want them anymore."

Rong Baichuan nodded and said, "Is that person going to send you flowers this month?"

"Maybe." Wen Yuan said indifferently: "It doesn't affect anything anyway."

No, Rong Baichuan felt that this seriously affected the life between the two of them, he said: "If that person sends it again, we will reject it and let him return it."

"It's useless. People who refuse to accept don't know where to return it. I tried, but there is no address of that person."

"Then throw it away." Rong Baichuan said in an unquestionable tone.

Wen Yuan suddenly looked sideways, he sensed something sensitively.

This man has become a bit strong recently, as if he is gradually... awakening his nature.