Every time I lose my memory, I forget who my husband is

Ran Mu left the Fallen God Sea again, this was the second time in his life that the little dolphin left his hometown.

However, different from the loneliness and helplessness of being fished ashore with cakes and sold into the aquarium for the first time, this time, he formally bid farewell to the sea monsters, accompanied by the one who treats him the most in the world. Good character.

There is nothing more reassuring than that.

At the seaside of the Fallen God in Jiangcheng, the yacht slowly docked on the shore. The staff all carried a giant fish tank covered by a black cloth, got off the boat, and boarded a car that had been waiting here for a long time, and drove straight to Dongcheng District The largest private aquarium.

Qin Cang got into that car as well, but his face was completely devoid of the care and nervousness of the other staff members, and instead had an unprecedented relaxed look on his face.

The driver of the Shen family glanced at the gentle man in the passenger seat and asked:

"Assistant Qin is not worried about the dolphins in the fish tank getting angry? I heard that Mr. is the most precious fish, and this time I went to the beach to pick it up. Covering the fish tank like this, will the dolphins get used to it?"

"There's nothing to worry about, Mister's fish..." Qin Cang smiled meaningfully, and said the second half of the sentence, "But he's very good."

After all, as long as he thought that the fish tank that was supposed to hold the baby dolphins was completely empty at the moment, Assistant Qin couldn't get nervous even if he wanted to.

At the same time, another cruise ship was on board.

In the quiet bedroom, only one bedside lamp was lit at the moment.

The warm yellow light lightly climbed over the pure black big bed, reflecting the thin figure curled up under the thin quilt without trace, and slowly spread to the white wall in the invisible silence, outlining a thin and thin body. Blurry silhouette.

The room was so quiet that one could hear the faint breathing of the person sleeping peacefully on the couch.

The cheeks flushed from sleep were pressed against the soft black quilt, and the long eyelashes covered the vivid eyes.

Suddenly, the tip of the small nose moved slightly, and the thin red lips under it began to murmur incomprehensible dreams at some point.

The sleeping young man slowly buried his face with a bit of baby fat in the warm quilt. The snow-white skin around his neck contrasted sharply with the pure black quilt. At some point, the eyes of the person beside the bed were reflected. In the dark eyes.

The dolphin that was supposed to stay in the fish tank reincarnated into a delicate-looking young man. He was picked up from the water by a tall man, helped him take a bath, and carried him back to the bedroom.

And all this, the young man himself knew nothing about it.

The wooden ducks placed randomly on the bedside table were still damp, and the same wet shells next to them suddenly tilted a corner, rolled around on the table, and hit the cup, making a slight clicking sound.

The man sitting on the bed raised his eyes and glanced at the shell, then looked away indifferently, and his deep and quiet gaze focused on the sleeping young man again, motionless, meaningful and lingering.

After a while, the man leaned down, brushed the hair on the young man's forehead with his rough fingertips, lightly passed through the soft black hair with five well-articulated fingers, and gently stroked the reddened corners of the young man's eyes with the pads of his thumbs.

A moment later, the man's handsome face was pressed down, his thin lips pressed against the cool white forehead of the young man, and he kissed gently.

This kiss did not contain a trace of desire, but it was hot but full of pity, more of an irrepressible longing and strong and deep affection.

"Nurture."

It took a long time before the hoarse throat uttered two words briefly, but the words were so low that they could hardly be heard clearly.

A soft and compassionate kiss was printed on the forehead, between the eyebrows, curled eyelashes, beautiful eyes, straight nose, cheeks with two sweet dimples when he smiled, white and tender chin, and... thin lips.

A kiss that is too affectionate and cherished is always too restrained and cautious, lightly tasted, gently pinching the young man's chin with his fingertips, the man slowly approached, his deep and narrow eyes were as deep as the sea covered by a moonlit night, gentle and affectionate.

After a while, the young man frowned slightly, unconsciously pursed his overly red lips, struggled to open his eyes with unsteady breathing, and met the black eyes that were close at hand.

"...Shen Fenggu."

The clear and soft voice of the young man is as intimidating as ever, with pure doubts and unconscious dependence.

Ran Mu tried his best to pull his hand out of the quilt, put it on the man's shoulder and pushed it, still a little sleepy and said in a daze:

"You blocked the light. Yangyang couldn't even see the desk lamp."

Ran Mu likes to look at the lights when he wakes up. This is a habit he formed after he was diagnosed with Sleeping Beauty.Because this can help him distinguish between dreams and reality, the lights in dreams are always a little hazy and blurred, but in reality, the lights around Shen Fenggu are always bright and warm.

"Yangyang wanted to know if he was dreaming, why didn't he ask me?" Shen Fenggu was pushed by his shoulders, his body still motionless.

"Because there is you in the dream, I don't know if you are in the dream or outside. If you cheat Yangyang, Yangyang will not know."

Ran Mu answered honestly, then tried to push the man away, and got up by himself.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, the man's strong arms reached down, wrapped around the young man's thin back, and easily sat him up.

Ran Mu put one hand on the man's shoulder, turned his head and looked around the strange room, with doubts on his face.

"Did I not wake up?" He asked seriously, but his face looked very calm, obviously he was used to it long ago.

"Wake up. This is the room on the yacht." Shen Fenggu let go of the young man, turned around and poured a glass of warm water, the rim of the cup touched the young man's slightly swollen lips.

Hearing this, Ran Mu looked around vigilantly, lowered his head and took a sip of water from the man's hand, his slender fingers with well-defined knuckles gripped the quilt tightly, rubbed into the man's arms as if whispering, and whispered:

"I dreamed that I was sleeping in a house by the sea that day."

"Yangyang is talking about the villa I gave you?" Shen Fenggu's eyes darkened, he observed the young man's reaction without any trace, and took him into his arms comfortingly with one hand.

"Yeah." Ran Mu nodded affirmatively, and frowned suspiciously, "But, I remember, you never gave me a villa."

"Yes." Shen Fenggu thought for a few seconds, turned around and took the phone, pulled up a photo to show the young man, and coaxed: "Look, is this villa the same as the house in Yangyang's dream?"

"It's the same." Ran Mu's eyes lit up, he grabbed the man's cell phone, touched the photo, and asked, "Why do you have a photo? You're not in the dream of raising and raising, and you didn't give me a house by the sea."

"Yes." Shen Fenggu patiently explained: "The year before last, I gave away a seaside villa, which was near the Fallen God Sea. I was so sleepy, I forgot. If you don't believe me, there is a real estate certificate at home."

"Really?" Ran Mu opened his eyes slightly, looked at Shen Fenggu's gentle and calm eyes, and subconsciously chose to believe, nodded his head, and muttered:

"That's because I slept for too long and forgot. I just remember that you gave me a wooden duck and a lot of toys, and then I woke up and was in the sea. The elder took me around to play, and later you played the piano for me, and the elder also Play with me. And yesterday, the elder said goodbye to me, and you carried me back from the sea."

"Yes. These are all correct." Shen Fenggu responded in a low voice.

So far, Ran Mu clearly remembered everything that happened in the Fallen God Sea. In addition, the memory of six years ago—that is, the memory before Shen Fenggu sent him the wooden duck can also be completely remembered.

The only thing missing is the memory of the six years after delivering the wooden ducks, including the accident half a month ago... how did the young man fall into the sea.

"Aside from dreaming of a seaside villa, does Yang Yang have anything else?" Shen Fenggu took the large black shirt that was placed on the side, and slowly put it on for the young man.

Ran Mu obediently raised his arms to put on his clothes, still uneasy, nodded with lingering fear, and said:

"I dreamed that I was sleeping in a house by the sea. Then someone was talking, as if someone had put me in a wheelchair and I didn't know where to go."

"Don't you feel strange? Yangyangji doesn't remember who that person is?" Shen Fenggu asked patiently.

"It feels... Yes, it feels cool, like soaking in water, very comfortable."

Ran Mu smiled with his clear eyes, revealing two dimples, then remembered something, frowned in distress, and said:

"I don't know who it is. I fell asleep and couldn't see. But that person is too annoying. He keeps talking and can't sleep. I feel cool and comfortable, just like being in the sea. He still doesn't let him sleep. I sleep."

"I see." Shen Fenggu suppressed the complicated thoughts in his eyes, hugged the young man and patted his back comfortingly, and said in a hoarse voice, "It won't be like this next time."

"Nothing?" Ran Mu's tone was soft, he was embraced by the man ignorantly, turned his head suspiciously when he heard this, and asked, "Do you not want me to sleep in the water? But I like it very much, the sea is very comfortable. If that person doesn't disturb my sleep next time, I still want to have that dream."

"Nonsense." Shen Fenggu frowned when he heard the sound, pinched the young man's tender face with his hands, saw that place turned red quickly, and reprimanded in a hoarse voice:

"He's critically ill, but you're still foolishly taking a bath in the water to sleep, you should be glad that the other party doesn't know you're a dolphin, and came up with such a stupid way of drowning, otherwise, how could you get lucky and return to the sea monster? Don’t have such thoughts next time.”

"I won't!" The young man felt aggrieved after being pinched, and retorted angrily, frowning:

"It's obvious that Shen Fenggu is making trouble for no reason. Yangyang said he was dreaming. Yangyang likes to be in the water. You still call me stupid! It's none of my business!"

A look of helplessness flashed across Shen Fenggu's eyes when he heard the words, he raised his hand and squeezed the center of his brows, and said in compromise: "It's not about nurturing, if others want to bully you, it's because they have bad intentions, but nurturing shouldn't be taken advantage of by others." Chance, don't you think?"

As he said that, the man leaned closer to the young man, and gently kissed that flushed cheek.

Only then did Ran Mu calm down, kicked the quilt covering his legs, and whispered aggrievedly: "It's not real, it's just a dream."

"I can't even dream. Isn't it the most clear about nourishment? Dreams can become reality at any time." Shen Fenggu slowly induced.

"Then... that's fine." Ran Mu then nodded honestly and assured him, "Even if it's a dream, I won't give bad guys a chance. Although I'm not afraid of drowning, no one can force me to go to the sea. go alone."

"En." Shen Fenggu breathed a sigh of relief, bent down and patted the young man's back, and said:

"If you find out after raising it... Forget it, you are not allowed to go out secretly in the future, and let me know if you want to play."

"Then you have to promise me one thing." Ran Mu said obediently.

"What's the matter?" Shen Fenggu asked in a low voice.

"Elder Haixing said, Shen Fenggu is my father, so it's wrong for you to kiss me in the future. You have to agree, and you won't kiss me in the future." Ran Mu's tone was extremely serious.

However, the movement of Shen Fenggu patting and caressing stopped instantly, and he asked inexplicably: "Who said I was a foster father?"