There was a car accident on the way home, and he became a vegetative state for a long time, and just woke up, because he lost his memory, he was sent to a psychiatrist for treatment.
Everything is reasonable, but listening to Bo Qin's explanation, Xie Mu always feels that something is wrong.
"I'm going for treatment, why is Tan Tao also..."
Bo Qin's eyes sank, "He still doesn't give up on you, so he rushed over after receiving the news."
"Xiao Mu, you don't have to be afraid, Tan Tao is abolished now, he can't do anything to you anymore."
The young man who was still full of the world changed after waking up looked up in a trance, "He... crippled?"
Half an hour later, Xie Mu frowned slightly as he looked at the blank search results.
Sure enough, just like what Bo Qin said, Tan Tao was so suppressed that he couldn't hold his head up. Even as an artist, there was no news about him on the Internet.
He should be happy, but why, there is always a slight uneasiness in his heart.
It seems that something is wrong.
Yesterday, when Tan Tao looked into his eyes and said to him, Xie Mu only wanted to escape and didn't listen to him at that time, but now thinking about it, why did he call him so intimately.
"What's the matter, Xiaomu?"
Standing beside the young man, Bo Qin looked at the confusion in his eyes, moved his hand holding his shoulder slightly, and still maintained a doting smile on his face, asking as if it was just a simple question, "Tan Tao down?" ,Are you not happy?"
"Didn't you say that you are very scared, very annoying, and don't want to see him?"
"Xiaomu..."
The man's hand gently pressed the young man's shoulder, "You didn't tell me why you hated Tan Tao."
These words were what Xie Mu said to Tan Tao when he met Tan Tao for the first time after joining Bo Qin. At that time, Bo Qin only regarded the young man as a lover who vented, and did not ask in detail what happened.
But now, Bo Qin knows everything that happened to his Xiaomu.
"I, why do I hate him..."
Xie Mu's eyes were in a trance for a moment, as if he was remembering something.
"He, he always bullies me, leads others to laugh at me, and throws away my homework..."
But these are not the most important.
That day, Tan Tao dragged him to the toilet. The toilet in their school was in a cubicle. Tan Tao covered his mouth and pressed him against the wall...
In May, the scent of gardenias wafted in through the window, and he struggled desperately. Later, the person he liked came.
gardenia...
Why do I always feel like I forgot something...
"Xiaomu, Xiaomu?"
Bo Qin worriedly called his lover's name, looked up at him with a pale face, "what's wrong with you? You look so ugly."
"No, nothing..."
With a pale face, Xie Mu said softly, "I always feel that since I woke up, I feel like I have a lot of pressure on my heart, and my head will hurt..."
He turned to his lover for help without any precautions, "Also, I always feel like I've forgotten something."
"Where will I forget anything."
The man smiled, and gently held him in his arms, "You have been lying down since the car accident, and you finally woke up, so don't think about it."
Saying that, seeing the young man's expression still a little hesitant, Bo Qin's eyes darkened, "How about I ask the psychiatrist to show you again?"
Xie Mu nodded obediently, leaned into the man's arms, and asked softly, "Bo Qin, do you like me?"
"I like it, of course I like it."
[Liar, if you like me, you won't give me 90 favorability points.]
[Ding! Bo Qin's favorability: 90, host, slap in the face?]
***
Of course, it was impossible for Bo Qin to ask the psychiatrist to perform deep hypnosis on Xie Mu again.
He just, together with a psychiatrist, made a scene with his little lover.
The young man was in a situation where he was under too much pressure due to being in a coma for too long. He could write some of his thoughts in a notebook that no one could see. While venting the pressure, he could also avoid memory confusion.
Holding the code book that the doctor kindly gave him, he nodded seriously.
The man waited outside, saw his lover come out, greeted him, and gently patted his head, "How is it?"
"The doctor asked me to keep a diary."
Xie Mu pursed his lips, and said softly, "If you have anything on your mind, you should write it down."
It can be seen from his expression that he doesn't really want to write. Bo Qin saw it but didn't say anything, but smiled and said, "Are you worried about me reading it?"
The young man showed a little helplessness, "I'm not, I'm just..."
"It's okay, everyone has some secrets."
Bo Qin smiled gently and was a very good man, "Is this a password book? If you add the password, I won't read it. When Xiaomu wants to say something, tell me, okay?"
Xie Mu's eyes lit up when he looked at the man. He was a little moved by his lover's thoughtfulness, but also a little ashamed that he had kept some things from him. In the end, he stretched out his hand, and carefully pressed it into the man's long and slender hand. .
The young man said, "Bo Qin, you are so kind."
It can be seen from the young man's eyes that he purely believes in his lover and everything he says.
[Host, do you really believe him?]
[No, I lied to him.]
Xie Mu showed a sweet smile, Bo Qin thought the young man was smiling at him, the corners of his lips rose a little, his eyes were full of love.
When they got out of the hospital, Bo Qin opened the car door and was about to let his lover into the car when he suddenly saw him staring straight ahead.
The man clenched his hands slightly, his eyes darkened.
He turned around, and sure enough, he saw Tan Tao.
He glanced at Xie Mu calmly, and when he clearly saw the disgust in the young man's eyes, he relaxed his clenched hands again.
"Xiaomu..."
There is nothing in Tan Tao's eyes except the young man looking at him. He didn't sleep last night, and now his eyes are bloodshot, and there are two big dark circles under his eyes. How embarrassed he looks.
He watched his baby frown, there was no love in his eyes, he only felt bitterness in his heart.
This is what he did himself, so he must bear it himself.
But, it's too bitter.
It's so hard that even if you know it's impossible, you still want to fight for this one in ten thousand chance.
Bo Qin raised his eyebrows slightly, not caring about Tan Tao's presence at all, and explained to Xie Mu, "He's about to go bankrupt now, knowing that I listen to you, he came to ask you for mercy."
The man made up lies at will, anyway, his Xiaomu would definitely listen.
Sure enough, after hearing what his lover said, the hatred in Xie Mu's eyes deepened.
He said coldly, "You don't need to bother, I won't let Bo Qin stop."
"No, it's not..."
Seeing the hatred in Xie Mu's eyes clearly, Tan Tao felt even more bitter.
He explained carefully, gently and helplessly, stretched out his hand.
The man held a gardenia flower in his scarred hand.
Seeing that the young man was taken aback, Tan Tao carefully showed a flattering smile, "This is, I picked the flowers for you, don't you like it?"
His hands were still full of wounds from the last time he scraped with a knife, and they hadn't fully healed yet, and they even looked a little leaky.
But it is such penetrating hands that are carefully caring for a white flower.
He was trying to smile, but his eyes seemed to be crying, "I changed the flowers on the table today by myself. When I changed them, I was thinking of you."
"Honey, you still remember, don't you..."
Tan Tao was not so much asking as he was begging. For such a poor man, the nineteen-year-old Xie Mu might have already rushed forward.
But he is dead.
Xie Mu rolled his eyes and said coldly, "Don't call me that, disgusting."
"I don't want to see you again, you just make me sick."
Tan Tao's smile, which he was trying to maintain just now, fell instantly, his lips trembled, and he held out his hand persistently.
"Flowers...for you..."
The young man looked at the scarred hand in front of him in disgust, and hit it hard.
—Gardenia fell to the ground without making a sound, rolled a few times, and got under the car.
"My flower... my baby's favorite flower..."
Tan Tao's eyes turned red, and he knelt on the ground, trying to pick up the flower.
"Xiaomu, let's go."
Bo Qin pursed his lips in satisfaction, and helped the young man to sit in.
The car sped away, and the tires ran over the gardenia.
Tan Tao was still kneeling on the ground, looking at the crushed flower.
It's dirty and broken.
Not the way baby likes it anymore.
With trembling hands covered with scars, he picked up the gardenia, and cared for it like a treasure.
Tan Tao's lips trembled, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with hatred.
He must.
Get his baby back!
Bo Qin, who has been a child for so many years, no one knows who.
Gently stroking the gardenia, the man raised his lips, revealing a somewhat crazy smile.
His baby will always come back.
After all, he is so good and loves him so much.
The author has something to say: Bo Qin: I want to read the diary written by Xiaomu
Xie Mu: I want to write a diary for Bo Qin to peek at