born" word.
I thought it was just novel material, but the more I read it, the more frightened Fang Zhiyuan became. Those similar plots where the protagonist has mysterious memories after being injured made him doubt the authenticity of this guess.
Those dreams, those memories are as real as if they happened, especially every time he wakes up and looks at the empty bed on the other side, he feels very uncomfortable. Raising his hand to rub the aching temple, Fang Zhiyuan sighed, turned and walked back to the room. No matter how much I think about it, I still can't remember the other person's appearance and name. It is still unknown whether this person exists or not.
The room went dark again, there was a rustling sound, and it quickly became quiet again. He closed his eyes, hoping to fall asleep, hoping to have a good dream, even if he heard the other party's coquettish in the dream.
It was almost noon the next day when Fang Zhiyuan came to the company with the drawings. His working hours are always as he likes, after all, the jewelry in his hands are all good things, the boss naturally gave him the greatest freedom so that he can be inspired.
In fact, Fang Zhiyuan didn't want to come at all. If the big client hadn't asked him to introduce the design this time, and the boss couldn't help pleading, he wouldn't have left. Every time he comes to the company, it is very troublesome, because he will meet some people who he doesn't like but want to greet because of politeness.
For example, the woman standing in front of him is said to be the daughter of a shareholder, she is dressed up beautifully, and she loves to come to the company to block him. Seeing that she wanted to come closer, Fang Zhiyuan immediately took a few steps back, put on an indifferent expression, covered his mouth with his hand and coughed a few times. I really don't know why there is such a thick-skinned person who is repeatedly rejected and entangled. Every time he smells the strong rose fragrance, he feels nauseated for a while.
Although everyone in the dream likes roses, the fragrance on his body is light and soothing.
Subconsciously thinking of that person, Fang Zhiyuan was stunned for a while, then he glanced at the chattering woman with disgust, and walked straight to the conference room, even saying "good morning" seemed superfluous.
The woman who thought she had found a chance to care about her, before she could say that she was worried that Fang Zhiyuan was unwell, that she could cook soup to refresh his heart and lungs, realized that the person in front of her who had never said a word walked away. She still wanted to chase after him, but the other party stretched out his long legs and walked so fast that she couldn't keep up with her six or seven centimeter stiletto heels, so she had to watch him turn into the conference room.
Although my father is a shareholder, he will definitely be scolded for disturbing the business. No matter how upset she was, she had no choice but to stomp her foot viciously, turned around with a charming look again, and the rattling sound gradually drifted away towards the elevator.
Fang Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his tie and walked to the conference table, and began to show his works to the waiting customers. While explaining, his mind was distracted, what the woman said at the end unexpectedly caught his attention.
Naturally, it wasn't that she cared about her bragging about cooking soup, but she remembered that in the dream, that person liked to cook for herself, especially the good soup. It's not that he didn't want to look for it, but he couldn't do it without knowing his appearance and name.
But today, the longing in his heart couldn't be suppressed anymore, he wanted to see the other party, and wanted to verify the other party's real existence or hallucination.
2.
Maybe it's really fate, or maybe it's fate.
When he returned home that night, Fang Zhiyuan felt a headache, and strange fragments appeared in his mind again. This time he saw a place, which was the riverside where he and the other party walked. After waking up, he immediately opened the search engine and quickly found it—it was the capital of H province next door.
Looking at the situation in the dream, they didn't go on a trip or something, they just lived there and only came out for a walk in the evening. And the information found on the Internet, whether it is the lights along the trail along the river in the photo, or the sightseeing boat dangling on the water, are all exactly the same as in the dream.
Wishing to buy a plane ticket and fly there right away, Fang Zhiyuan managed to calm himself down. He still has unfinished work, and it will take time to pack things up. Forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart, he stayed up all night, and rushed to the company as soon as the working hours came.
The secretary, who was sitting behind the desk and applying nail polish in her free time, was stunned and accidentally knocked over the bottle. She had never seen Designer Fang Da's panic, and rushed into the boss's office. She stood up to ask a question or two, but after thinking about it, she sat down again, the boss shouldn't mind anyway.
As for Fang Zhiyuan who went in and made people jump, he also knew that resigning suddenly would definitely not do. Even if the boss was his old classmate, he would still have no feelings to talk about, and he wasn't that wicked and just ran away. He panted and explained, and after a good deal of wrangling, he agreed to work online even if he went to the next city. Only then did he convince the bitter-faced boss to let him out.
The boss is also angry, but after getting along for so many years, he also knows Fang Zhiyuan's character. In the past, he was very thankful that this guy kept his promise and refused to leave even though other brands poached him. As a result, he was as speechless as he was satisfied before.
You say a 30-year-old man, an old virgin who used to be well-known in his circle of friends, now runs out after leaving his great career behind for an unwarranted object. He slapped the table hard, gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Fang Zhiyuan, you'd better find a wife to stay there, otherwise you'll just wait for me to drag you back!"
Ah ha ha, Fang Zhiyuan didn't bother to pay attention to it. According to his previous personality, he must have satirized a few words like "you deserve to be single". However, he was excited now, and after getting the answer, he opened the door and ran out. He didn't have the well-dressed appearance of the past at all, but looked like, ahem, a real beast.
boss:"… "
After taking care of the company's affairs, and after packing at home for several days, Fang Zhiyuan was very anxious, but still patiently arranged everything. The house here is locked, and there is no plan to rent it out. In the future, you can bring people to play and live there. As for no one to take care of it, just put the ashes, he doesn't care.
A person can leave as soon as he wants, his parents have passed away long ago, and there are not many relatives. Fortunately, there are a few buddies next door who helped him find a house, otherwise Fang Zhiyuan would have to continue to worry.
Wait for the plane to rise slowly and pass through the thick clouds, and nothing can be seen outside the window. After a while, I saw the sunlight coating the sea of clouds with gold through the porthole. Fang Zhiyuan stared at the scene outside, getting closer and closer to where he was going, and finally returned to his calm look before. The only place where I can see the tension is the slight trembling of the fingers on the knee.
"I am coming."
3.
Soon settled down in this city, Fang Zhiyuan tried to find clues from the memory fragments while paying off debts and making blueprints (agreeing to the boss's humiliating conditions).
Not to mention, the general image of the other party has been pieced together:
A young man in his twenties, compared to Fang Zhiyuan, is much smaller in stature and has a thin waist, but he still has a shallow belly when he hugs and touches it, which is very comfortable to rub; he can cook and likes to cook soup for Fang Zhiyuan, but I am a serious picky eater, I like to eat vegetables but not meat, even my nickname is "Cai Cai". In my dreams, I always have to stare at Fang Zhiyuan to eat the meat I picked out, and sometimes I have to say it myself. Let this guy obediently swallow the food pushed over; he often smells of rose fragrance, it seems that even the clothes and bedding should be sprayed with perfume of this smell, but it is not annoying, but it smells very relaxing and tastes (?) sweet.
The more you think about it, the more you like it.
At this point Fang Zhiyuan is not in a hurry anymore, if he is the only one who has these memories, then there is no need to find the other party now, after all, it is not his lover. And if the other party remembers, they will naturally come here, and they will always meet.
But now, all he has to do is to remember the other person's face and name as soon as possible, so that he won't be able to recognize him when he meets him. Fang Zhiyuan doesn’t like to go out in his spare time, he just lies on the bench on the balcony, or nests on the bed in the bedroom, thinking and thinking.
He was just racking his brains, and he didn't expect to recall it in this way—
In the autumn afternoon, the breeze was blowing, and the warm sunlight came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Fang Zhiyuan, who was relaxing on the sofa, gradually became sleepy, his eyelids drooped, and he fell asleep in a daze.
"Aha... lighten up..."
The groaning in the dream was so familiar, with a faint weeping sound, circulating in his ears. Fang Zhiyuan felt that he hugged the body below him tightly, kissing the other person as if he wanted to eat him, from the lips to the neck, gradually going down, covering the small protrusion on the chest.
The other party seemed to be very sensitive, his hands and feet trembled, and when the nipple was licked, he made a softer humming sound, which made him even more crazy. And the lower body of the two is connected, Fang Zhiyuan in the dream is almost drowning in that warm and soft little hole, just keep hitting hard, the tip brushes against the hidden sensitive spot time and time again, the fleshy wall tightens even more, hesitating and spitting His greatness gave him endless joy.
How can stop
That kind of touch seems to be real. When the flesh collides, the skin is pressed tightly, feeling each other's body temperature, and when the emotion is touched, the whole body is sweating profusely, and the body fluid is in a mess. He still clenched the waist in front of him tightly, ignoring the marks left by the other party's scratching on his arm, and pulled it over more forcefully, making the trembling body sway as he opened and closed out of control.
"Woo!" A high-pitched and hasty shout came, the other party seemed to have an orgasm, and the white thick liquid splashed on the chest and abdomen of the two, and the back continued to shrink, squeezing the stem like a greedy swallow , longing for water.
at this time-