He saw the stone under his feet that had previously caught him, and remembered what she had said to him just now, feeling a little irritable inexplicably.
Why should he think about what she said to him
This annoying woman makes him inexplicably upset every time he sees her, why should he care about her affairs!
Mo Nianchen pushed the wheelchair for a few steps, but suddenly stopped, turned around, and walked towards the trash can...
He stared at the trash can for a while.
A little girl ran over and said to him, "Uncle tutor, did you drop something in the trash can? I'll pick it up for you..."
It feels so familiar...
Mo Nianchen looked at Xia Lemon in amazement...
"you… "
"Do you still recognize me? I am a lemon!?"
Mo Nianchen nodded, he seemed to recognize her.
After the car accident, except for Li Shengxia, he couldn't remember at all, and everyone he had met before would have some impressions.
And he firmly believed that Wu Xia was his lover, and those hazy memories belonged to him and her.
At this moment, he remembered that Xia Lemon was coming.
"Do you really still know me?" Xia Mengming was very happy. "By the way, Mr. Tutor, did you lose this music box?"
"..." Mo Nianchen looked at Xia Mengming. Although he still remembers her, he can't remember what happened between them. "Why do you call me Mr. Tutor?"
"Because you have been teaching me Chinese before!" Xia Mengming said, "My mom said, you have forgotten a lot of things when you were injured in a car accident. Lost it again."
"Your mommy?"
"It's the person who brought you lunch just now. You forgot her too, didn't you?"
Mo Nianchen nodded.
"It's strange, you still remember me, but you don't remember my mommy. Is it because the deeper the love, the more thoroughly you forget?"
"Love?" Mo Nianchen looked at Xia Mengming amusedly, "Do you know what love is?"
"Of course I understand! My mommy said that love is respect, trust, and equality."
It exactly matches the answer in his memory...
how so!
Could it be that this little girl actually told him this sentence!
"Mr. Tutor, I started school, so I took the time to take a peek at you, and I will leave soon. This is my favorite strawberry tart, share it with you. It's delicious and delicious."
"..." Mo Nianchen took it in a daze.
"Mr. Tutor, is it delicious?"
Mo Nianchen thought for a while, took a bite, "Yes."
"If you like it, remember to keep me more strawberry tarts in the future, hehe. Don't tell me, I'm going to be late for school, Mr. Tutor, I'll go now, bye..."
"OK Bye Bye."
Mo Nianchen looked at the back of the little girl running away, then looked down at the strawberry tart. He didn't like sweets so much, but he didn't know why, he still ate the strawberry tart she gave him.
Probably because he knew that it was her favorite food, but she still gave it to him...
So, don't want to live up to this intention.
He looked down and saw the music box in his arms and wanted to throw it away. After thinking about it, he pressed the switch again...
Immediately there was singing from the music box...
'I try to think of you laughing and crying, let myself love you deeply and then learn to give up. I don't want to forget you, even if I can, I would rather remember all the sadness. '
'It doesn't matter if I try to remember your suffering. I use blessings and gratitude to bravely lose you and love you for this decision. Although it is hard, I don't say I'm sorry...'
So familiar...
So familiar...
It seems that there was a time when he often heard this song circling in his ears, circling...
However, he couldn't remember where he had heard of...
It may be a small attic, with his back leaning on the cabinet, repairing a music box...
But it's a cell phone ringtone...
"Achen... what are you thinking?"
"Nothing." Mo Nianchen returned to his senses and found that Wu Xia was walking towards him.
"Waiting in a hurry? What are you going to eat today..."
"I don't really want to eat." Mo Nianchen said.
At this moment, Wu Xia's cell phone rang, "What? Now? But I am not free now, I know... I will find a way."
"Are you busy?"
"It's my dad, but it's okay. Let's eat something before..."
"If you are busy, do it first, I'm fine."
"But… "
"Go on. It's okay."
"Then I really left?"
"Um… "
"By the way... Achen, where did you find this music box? It looks dirty and old."
"..." Mo Nianchen didn't know why, he didn't like Wu Xia's description of this music box, and said, "It was given to me by a little girl."
"Girl? Who is it?"
"I'm very young, just four or five years old."
"...Oh." Wu Xia didn't have time to ask any more, and after a few words with him, she left.
Mo Nianchen didn't know why he waited in the yard for a long time and didn't leave until, Li Shengxia came back with food...
He just wanted to leave, and realized that it seemed too late, so he gave up his pretentious arrogance, broke the world, and ate the food she sent.
I can’t say what it tastes like, and I can’t say whether I like it or not...
"You used to burn things for me?" He asked inexplicably.
"No..." Li Shengxia said, "I just cooked instant noodles for you. Do you think of something?"
He actually cared whether she had cooked for him before, and she was suddenly a little happy.
"No." Mo Nianchen said coldly. "Take your music box away!"
"I gave you this."
"I don't need it! Or you would rather watch it appear in the trash can."
Li Shengxia reluctantly took it back.
She really didn't want it to be thrown in the trash can again.
Maybe she was too impatient. Always thinking about making him remember the past, if he really doesn't want to remember, shouldn't she try to force him.
In any case, the situation seems to be better than before.
At least, he is willing to eat what she brought, and they can also chat at the same table...
It's late, and she has to hurry back to work.
"I'll take you back to the ward." Li Shengxia said.
"Why? Are you worried that I will be tripped by a stone again? You can rest assured that I am not as stupid as you think, and I won't make the same mistake a second time."
"... I didn't mean that."
"Then what do you mean!?"
"Even if you trip over the stone again, it is not your fault, and it has nothing to do with whether you are stupid or not."
"..." Mo Nianchen pushed the wheelchair with a cold face and was about to leave.
Li Shengxia looked at his back and said, "Then I will go to work first."
"Wait a minute!" He suddenly turned around.
"What's the matter?" She was surprised that he would stop him.