Anbu patted Jian Ningxuan: "Mr. Jian, let me take a bath first."
Jian Ningxuan let go of Anbu, took her by the hand and came to the room, took out a change of clothes, then walked into the bathroom with her, and began to undress on her own.
This is the rhythm of planning to bathe together!
An Bu is not hypocritical, secretly hid the pacemaker, then stripped off his clothes, and pounced on it like a hungry tiger...
After a hearty cleaning, the two slept in each other's arms, and the room was peaceful. Anbu played with Jian Ningxuan's fingers, recalling the memories related to him over and over again. But for a moment, she leaned on his shoulder and slowly closed her eyes.
She closed her eyes, but Jian Ningxuan opened them, staring at her until dawn.
An Bu had noticed something was wrong with her cat owner before. Since they met, he hadn't said a word, not because he didn't want to say it, but because he couldn't make a sound at all.
So An Bu took him to the First People's Hospital the next day, the hospital where Fang Cun was located, for an examination.
"Temporary aphasia?" An Bu looked at the attending doctor in surprise.
The doctor nodded: "Yes, Mr. Jian may have been stimulated by something before, which led to abnormal language function. But don't worry, this is only temporary. Go out for a walk, relax and relieve stress. I believe it will recover soon."
"Okay, I see, thank you doctor."
Anbu dragged Jian Ningxuan out of the consultation room, with his head hanging down and not speaking.
A big hand rested gently on top of her head, as if comforting her.
"I'm sorry." Anbu said weakly. For so many years, no matter how many injuries she has suffered or how many "deaths" she has experienced, she is used to dealing with it by herself, because no one can accompany her to the end. Once she learns to rely, she may no longer be able to bear loneliness. But now, she has met someone she wants to rely on, only to make him feel sad for herself.
Jian Ningxuan leaned over and touched her face lightly, his eyes were as affectionate as water: No need to say sorry, as long as you are fine, I will be happy.
"Mr. Jian!" An Bu hugged him around the waist, "I will definitely be a qualified shit-shoveling officer in the future, so I won't let you worry about me!"
Jian Ningxuan stretched his brows and eyes, and a bright color flashed in his eyes: "Okay, I'll wait."
"Ning Xuan." At this moment, several people walked towards this side quickly. Ge Tingting's elder brother Ge Sirui walked in the front, followed closely by Ge Tingting, followed by several policemen including Sun Kaiwen.
When they saw An Bu, their eyes showed surprise. They didn't expect that she had really lived.
Officer Sun broke into a cold sweat secretly. If she was really dissected yesterday as a dead person, it would be a serious crime.
Before coming to the hospital, Jian Ningxuan sent a text message to Police Officer Sun, but did not inform the Ge family brothers and sisters. I don't know how they received the message.
"Miss An, it's great that you're fine." Ge Sirui breathed a sigh of relief, and said to An Bu with a smile.
Jian Ningxuan frowned, held Anbu in his arms, and expressed his rejection with body language. He didn't forget that Anbu's distress this time was all because of Ge Tingting's willfulness. Just seeing them reminded him of the pain and fear of losing everything, and he couldn't let go of it no matter what.
An Bu looked at them, and suddenly asked, "Who are you...?"
She really didn't remember, and she didn't deliberately hide her forgetting. A person who has died in suspended animation for several hours has to be a little out of his mind to be realistic.
Jian Ningxuan looked at An Bu in her arms questioningly, not sure if she really lost her memory or it was fake.
Ge Sirui paused and re-introduced: "We only met once, it's normal if you don't remember. I'm Ge Tingting's brother, Ge Sirui."
"Ge Tingting?" An Bu looked at the girl beside him, and asked strangely, "Who is Ge Tingting? Have we met before?"
Ge Tingting looked at her in bewilderment, not knowing how to speak.
At this time, Officer Sun stepped forward and asked, "Miss An, do you remember me?"
Anbu looked at him carefully, and then suddenly said: "I remembered, you are the policeman I met at the murder scene when I was delivering food."
This was all hundreds of years ago...
Officer Sun then pointed at Jian Ningxuan: "What about him? Do you remember?"
Anbu leaned lazily on Jian Ningxuan's chest: "Of course I remember."
"How much do you remember?" Officer Sun asked, "When and how long did you two meet?"
"We've known each other for more than a year." Anbu replied without hesitation, "Caris restaurant, banquet, amusement park..." Counting down the places where they met, each memory is so colorful.
Jian Ningxuan's eyes were soft, she forgot about other people, but she remembered him clearly.
"Okay, okay." Officer Sun kicked over the bowl of dog food unceremoniously, and looked at Jian Ningxuan, "An Bu's memory may be a little incomplete, have you checked with her?"
Jian Ningxuan shook his head, took out a document from the bag and handed it to him. This is the medical examination report An Bu handed over to him, proving that she was indeed suspended animation before, and her current physical signs are all normal, but her memory has not been tested yet.
"Sure enough, that doctor misdiagnosed him." Officer Sun said angrily, "You can't even tell whether a person is dead or alive, what kind of doctor is there?"
An Bu silently lit a piece of wax for the doctor, and he was afraid that he would be wronged.
"An Bu, do you want to sue that hospital and that doctor?" Police Officer Sun asked, "I can file a case for you."
"No need." An Bu retorted, "I have a special constitution, and I was misdiagnosed because of suspended animation before, so I can't completely blame him."
Officer Sun: There is such a miraculous physique of suspended animation in the world? It's been a long time. In the future, if you find that An Bu suddenly loses his vital signs again, don't be too busy mourning, he might be happily suspended animation.
"Ningxuan..." Ge Sirui looked at Jian Ningxuan and hesitated to speak. He wanted to apologize for Ge Tingting, but Jian Ningxuan didn't even look at him, and took Anbu to register.
Officer Sun didn't stay long either, he greeted everyone and left. Anbu couldn't even remember Ge Tingting, so it was impossible to remember what happened that day.
Ge Sirui patted Ge Tingting on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Don't bother them for the time being, and make up for it when you have a chance later. Ning Xuan is not a person who holds grudges, I believe he will forgive you."
Ge Tingting is not so optimistic. My cousin might not care about doing anything else, but it is about Anbu, and I am afraid that there will be grudges in this life. If the Jian family is alienated from the Ge family because of this, her crime will be even greater. The only fortunate thing is that Anbu is still alive and has not reached the point of no return.
"Brother, I want to change my job and stop doing supernatural shows..."
After some tests, Anbu was diagnosed with selective amnesia by the doctor. Due to certain traumatic events or psychological factors, he forgot the memory of a certain period of time. Whether he could remember it was uncertain, but it did not have much impact on daily life. .
After tossing all morning, when the two came out of the hospital, Anbu suddenly chuckled.
Jian Ningxuan cast a questioning look at her.
An Bu smiled and said, "Mr. Jian, you have a transient aphasia, and I have a selective amnesia. I'm all sick together. Do you think it's a little romantic?"
Jian Ningxuan's face darkened, he didn't feel romantic at all!
"It's okay." An Bu took his arm, "I haven't forgotten you."
A few simple words made Jian Ningxuan feel a little sour and sweet.
He moved his lips and silently called out her name.
"I heard you calling me 'Dear Bubu'~~" Anbu looked at him with a smile, "Mr. Jian, don't think that I don't know what you want to say if you don't make a sound. Tell you secretly, I can read minds."
A smile flashed across Jian Ningxuan's eyes.
"Hey, you're saying 'bubu is really good'." Anbu pulled him, and said energetically, "go, the powerful stepby will go back and cook you a big meal!"
Jian Ningxuan hooked her lips: good.
It's nice to have Bubu by my side.
When the two returned home, Anbu put on an apron, plunged into the kitchen, and began to show off.
Jian Ningxuan was sitting in the living room, quietly watching her busy figure.
An hour later, Anbu brought the hot food to the table one by one.
Jian Ningxuan walked over to take a look, and his heart was filled with warmth. The dishes on the table are exactly the delicacies An Bu developed for him when he was abroad.
Her memory was obviously incomplete, but she still remembered such insignificant things.
Jian Ningxuan hugged An Bu's waist, so happy that she wanted to cry.
"Mr. Jian, do you think I'm the best shit-shoveling officer in the world?" An Bu looked smug.
Jian Ningxuan: Yes.
"So, you have to be cute so that your shit-shoveling officer can't stop masturbating cats."
Jian Ningxuan: ... try my best.
"Don't be perfunctory, but take action."
Jian Ningxuan lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, and then his body shone with moving colors.
An Bu bent his eyes contentedly, his entire face seemed to be illuminated by the divine light of the cat owner.
After eating, the two went for a walk in the garden to digest food, then went to the gym next door to exercise, and then took a splashing bath.
In the evening, An Bu opened her recent schedule and found that she was studying veterinary medicine.
She took out a book on veterinary medicine, only to find sadly that she had completely forgotten this knowledge, and her original veterinary assistant certificate was also revoked by the book of life and death because her professional level was not up to standard.
Continue to read other professional books, but fortunately most of them are still remembered, which didn't let her go back to before the excavation.
"It seems that I have learned it again." An Bu cheered himself up, opened the book, and began to read and memorize it tirelessly.
Jian Ningxuan didn't bother her, leaned on the sofa holding the computer, glanced at her from time to time, and carefully prepared drinks and fruits for her.
The two of them were on one side, doing their own things seriously.
After 30 minutes, An Bu suddenly stood up, raised his long legs, and started a leg press exercise.
Jian Ningxuan: "..."
After finishing a set of movements, An Bu sat down at the desk again and started studying again.
After 30 minutes, An Bu stood up again, lay down on the carpet, and began to do yoga.
Jian Ningxuan: "..."
Anbu put his legs on his shoulders in a strange posture, turned his head to catch Jian Ningxuan's gaze, and asked casually, "Mr. Jian, do you want to exercise too?"
Jian Ningxuan: This kind of exercise that tests the limits of the human body, he can't hold it...
The two would only sleep together after having sex, and they usually slept in separate rooms, so Jian Ningxuan had never seen An Bu studying in the room with his own eyes.
After the last accident, he didn't dare to let her out of his sight for a short period of time, and insisted on having sex with her. Unexpectedly, he discovered her unknown and unusual attributes. She was studying and exercising at the same time. This habit was really unconventional.
Fortunately, what Jian Ningxuan encountered was an old corpse who had achieved success in cultivation. In the past, every time she did yoga, she would break her bones. Because she didn't feel pain and her grasp of strength was not precise enough, various unexpected situations always occurred.
After relaxing his muscles and bones, An Bu finished today's study tasks ahead of schedule, tidied up his desk, threw himself on the bed, then embraced the quilt, and looked at Jian Ningxuan with infinite style: "Honey, don't always face the computer, Life is movement, don't you really want to do something else?"
Snapped! Jian Ningxuan closed his notebook and resolutely walked towards the person on the bed, practicing the maxim of "life lies in movement".
The next day, An Bu woke up with difficulty in a zombie state. After some activities, his limbs finally regained their flexibility.
Jian Ningxuan got up earlier than her and even made breakfast.
Under the light of the cat owner, An Bu enjoyed the loving breakfast he made himself.
After eating, An Bu talked about her next plan: "Mr. Jian, I plan to take some part-time jobs recently."
Jian Ningxuan immediately looked at her vigilantly.
"Don't be nervous." Anbu reassured, "I will try my best to choose a part-time job that doesn't require going out. If I must go out, I will take you with me."
She knew that Jian Ningxuan would not let her go out by herself recently, so she consciously set a range of activities for herself.
Hearing this sentence, Jian Ningxuan's hair that had just exploded fell back to its original place.
"I thought about it all night yesterday," Anbu said with a smile, "and finally came up with a brilliant idea."
Jian Ningxuan: Most of the night was full of ups and downs yesterday, how did you get "one night"
An Bu ignored his protesting eyes, and continued: "I plan to broadcast the food live."
Jian Ningxuan: What kind of brilliant idea is this? There are countless programs that broadcast live food online.
"I want to live broadcast gorgeous dark dishes." Anbu picked up the carving knife, and carved a kiwi fruit into a wet lump, holding it in front of Jian Ningxuan, "Look, isn't it very textured?"
Jian Ningxuan: "..." Art is destroyed in this way.
"My goal is: to use dark cooking to conquer the dark stomach!" Anbu held the tuoxiang high, his face full of fighting spirit.
Live broadcasting delicious food is only her short-term goal. After the cat master recovers her language function and puts her at ease, she will consider going out to work part-time. It probably takes about half a month.
Anbu was well planned.
Jian Ningxuan: I have a feeling that my time to lose weight is coming...