The time at the bottom of the video shows that it was in 2004, the second year after his accident, when he was still unconscious in the hospital.
But the people in the video are all the same regardless of their looks, voices and even the scars on their bodies. How can this be explained, unless... one of them is lying!
Luo Shaoheng is so eager to remind him of the past, it is basically certain that he has not concealed or cheated, so there is only...
"Oh!" Shen Mucheng snorted suddenly, a sudden pain in his head made him almost unable to hold the video recorder in his hand, but fortunately he grabbed the strap on it in a hurry so that he didn't fall to the ground.
"What's wrong?!" Seeing this, Luo Shaoheng quickly supported him, seeing that his complexion was extremely bad, and sweat appeared on his forehead in an instant, he was startled, and squatted in front of him, "Shen Mucheng, are you okay?! Don't scare me!"
Although Shen Mucheng had been suffering from headaches all the time, it was not as serious as today's situation.
Something seemed to be drilling in his mind at a very fast speed. Its limbs were equipped with sharp gears. Every time it drilled through a place, deep and visible scars were scratched on it. He could only endure it by clenching his teeth. Cries of pain.
His face was pale, his fists were clenched tightly, the sides of his cheeks were trembling slightly because he was clenching his teeth too hard, and the carotid artery was also twitching, which proved that he was enduring great pain.
Luo Shaoheng was frightened by his appearance, reached out and hugged his head, pulled him into his arms, and tried to comfort him by stroking his back with one hand: "Don't think about it, let's not talk about it, okay? Don't feel bad, I can't stand you like this."
His voice was full of distress, and the hands touching Shen Mucheng's back could still feel trembling. He could bear the torment of his lover's departure for ten years, but he couldn't bear the slightest harm from the other party.
While patting Shen Mucheng lightly, he comforted him in a low voice. Shen Mucheng leaned against his shoulder, and under his comfort, the pain seemed to have dissipated a little, although it was not completely gone, but it was within a tolerable range.
After a long while, he straightened up and looked into Luo Shaoheng's eyes. The tension and worry there were clearly visible, which made him feel warm, and he raised his hand to stroke his soft hair: "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Luo Shaoheng was taken aback by his action, and looked at him fixedly.
"What's wrong?" Shen Mucheng withdrew his hand.
"You... touch it again." Luo Shaoheng said.
Shen Mucheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and stretched out his hand to cover the top of his head and touched it again. The hair there was very soft, and it felt very comfortable when it passed through the palm of his hand, which made him a little fond of it.
"Did you remember anything?" Luo Shaoheng asked expectantly, "You used to rub my head like this often, just like before."
"..." Shen Mucheng looked at him speechlessly, do you think it's a memory switch? Can you remember it by touching it
However, when he said this, Shen Mucheng suddenly remembered the time the two called on New Year's Eve.
When Luo Shaoheng said in a desolate tone that he hadn't been home for New Year's Eve in ten years, his right hand subconsciously made a movement. Thinking about it now, that movement coincided with the current movement of touching his head.
Thinking about it seriously, since he met Luo Shaoheng, he has made many more subconscious movements, such as touching his head, taking out his wallet, taking things in his hand, etc. He does this kind of movement very naturally, and his body reacts more than his consciousness Quick, it seems like it's been done countless times.
Thinking of this, Shen Mucheng felt that he already had the answer in his heart, but it still needs to be verified.
"Okay, don't think about it anymore, it's time to feel uncomfortable again." Seeing that he was lost in thought again, Luo Shaoheng quickly interrupted him, fearing that he would be like that again, "We won't mention this anymore."
"Don't you want me to remember?" Shen Mucheng asked, obviously when he was in Switzerland, he almost cried when he just heard that he didn't know him.
"Of course I want to." Luo Shaoheng said without hesitation.
"and you… "
"In comparison, I care more about your health." Luo Shaoheng interrupted him, held his cool hand, looked at him and said seriously, "All things added up are not as important as you, don't remember It doesn't matter, you just need to remember that I like you, I love you, and I want to be with you every day."
His confession came suddenly and bluntly, like Cupid's arrow shot straight into Shen Mucheng's heart, piercing through his heart.
Shen Mucheng looked at him, and felt that his heart was melted by his words, and he didn't stop melting into a pool of water, and the surface of the water was still bubbling "gurgling".
Luo Shaoheng's eyes are very beautiful, the pupils are very black and bright, the arc of the eyelids is smart and graceful, and the eyelashes are thick and black.
When he looks at you, you feel like you are his whole world.
— literally killed me.
Shen Mucheng felt that he was about to give up his armor and surrender, no matter whether he was the person back then, no matter whether he had memory or not, he couldn't resist this person.
His heart truly reflects a wish, that is—to own him, let him be completely his own, leave his own mark on him, and never let go.
"Shen Mucheng?" Seeing that he was silent again, Luo Shaoheng called him out.
"En." It took Shen Mucheng a lot of effort to suppress those evil thoughts, and he returned to the usual indifferent appearance of the Patriarch of the Shen family.
"The roots of your ears are a little red." Luo Shaoheng stretched out his hand and pinched his earlobe, "What bad things are you thinking about?"
"..." Shen Mucheng said sullenly, "No."
"Oh." Luo Shaoheng nodded.
As soon as Shen Mucheng relaxed, he heard him say again: "When you were with me, your ears would turn red whenever you thought about something bad."
... There is still a handle? This is fucking embarrassing.
Shen Mucheng was speechless in his heart, but still pretended to be calm on the surface: "What about after being together for a long time?"
Perhaps he didn't expect him to ask such a question. Luo Shaoheng was taken aback for a moment, his eyes wandering: "It's my turn to have red ears."
When he said this, he avoided Shen Mucheng's sight, and pursed his lips in embarrassment as if thinking of something.
What did I do to make your ears red? !
Shen Mucheng suddenly wanted to know! !
"cough!"
Finding that Shen Mucheng was staring at him, Luo Shaoheng coughed lightly. His feet felt numb after squatting for a long time, so he helped him stand up on his knees, and reached out to take the video recorder and photo album in his hand: "Give me something, today Let's talk about this first."
Shen Mucheng clung to the things: "Do you have anything else you want to tell me?"
"Yes." Seeing that he didn't want to pay it back, Luo Shaoheng simply let go, "I've missed you for ten years, and I can only tell an unknown tombstone what I have saved for ten years, do you have anything to say to you? explain?"
At this time, Luo Shaoheng had a slight smile on his face, and his voice pretended to be relaxed, but the emotion in his eyes could not deceive people. His heart was not as relaxed as it appeared on the surface.
Ten years ago, Luo Shaoheng was only twenty years old. Based on his feelings for him, how did he spend these ten years, and what kind of mentality did he have when he visited his grave.
Just thinking of the picture of Luo Shaoheng talking to himself in front of the tombstone, the guilt and distress in his heart rushed out like a flood that opened the gate, and before he could react, he blurted out: "I'm sorry."
His apology made the smile on Luo Shaoheng's lips slowly subside. He looked at Shen Mucheng silently for a while, and then slowly said: "Shen Mucheng, what I want is not a word of sorry, but the ten years you left. With you starting now for the rest of my life."
—Shen Mucheng, I only have you now, will you leave after recovering your memory
-Won't.
— can't what
— will not leave you.
You said you would not leave me, but you have been away for ten years. Now that we meet again, I will hold you firmly. For the remaining decades, you can only belong to me.
These words were no less powerful than the confession just now, and they caused waves in Shen Mucheng's heart. Thinking that Luo Shaoheng would be by his side in the days to come, Shen Mucheng couldn't help but look forward to it.
but…
Shen Mucheng said in a deep voice, "I may not be able to remember."
"At least you've already believed half of it, right? That proves that I have half the chance of winning." Luo Shaoheng smiled, "Let's leave the remaining half to time."
"In my memory, at the time you mentioned, I was not in City A, nor was I with you." Shen Mucheng expressed his doubts.
"Impossible." Luo Shaoheng retorted immediately, "Then where are you?"
"In the hospital." Shen Mucheng explained briefly, "I did go to City A at the time, and something happened there, and then I recuperated in the hospital, here in City B."
"No." Luo Shaoheng frowned when he heard the words, "You did have an accident at the time, and your head and waist were seriously injured. The scars on your waist were left at that time. You still have many scratches on your body. The hospital you went to, I was with you every day, how could you be in city B?"
The injury on Shen Mucheng's waist was indeed caused at that time, but his memory did not match what Luo Shaoheng said at all.
"Could it be..." Luo Shaoheng hesitated, "It was your car accident ten years ago?"
"You mean..." Shen Mucheng recalled the news that "myself" died in a car accident ten years ago mentioned in the information.
Both of them are smart people, and they understand each other. They looked at each other and understood the meaning of each other's eyes.
"Let's make a bold hypothesis," Luo Shaoheng said with a serious face, "Twelve years ago, you had an accident in City A, and I rescued you. Two years later, you had a car accident on a mountain road in the suburbs of City A. The situation at that time was that the car crashed into people. died, but in fact you had already returned to City B at that time, and that corpse was a replacement."
Luo Shaoheng remembered everything about the two of them, so he quickly deduced this conclusion based on Shen Mucheng's information.
Shen Mucheng listened and recalled the situation when he woke up in the hospital.
When he woke up, because he had slept for too long, his mind was blurred, his nervous system seemed to be rusted, and his memory of many things was confused. The doctor told him that he had been asleep for nine years, and his The memory at that time did stop at the day of the accident, so I didn't doubt it much, and I focused on recovering my body.
Listening to what Luo Shaoheng said now, there are indeed too many doubts. If the one who was with Luo Shaoheng back then was indeed him, then judging from what happened later, the car accident in the suburbs was not an accident, but man-made. Otherwise, there would be no fake death certificate and a dead body in his place. .
Thinking of this, Shen Mucheng's face darkened: "I see, I will let people find out the specific situation."
The truth of the matter needs to be investigated, but at this time Luo Shaoheng is more concerned about Shen Mucheng's health: "Were you okay when you were in the hospital? Was the injury serious? I heard Wang Ma said that you are not in good health. What happened to you?" Is it the root of the disease? How is it now? Does it hurt anywhere?"
He didn't give Shen Mucheng a chance to answer his series of questions, so Shen Mucheng had to wait for him to finish before saying: "It's all right, don't worry."
Even if he said that, Luo Shaoheng still couldn't let go of his heart, and pulled him to ask questions.
Shen Mucheng didn't want him to worry too much, and noticed the blue color in his eyes, so he interrupted him: "I have something to say tomorrow, you should go to sleep."
Luo Shaoheng still wanted to say something, but thinking of Shen Mucheng's painful look just now, he gave up: "Okay."
"I'll take this." Shen Mucheng put the photo album aside, stood up with the video recorder and said to him, "I'm going back to my room."
Luo Shaoheng nodded and sent him out of the room.
"Go to bed early." After Shen Mucheng said this, he turned and left, and Luo Shaoheng suddenly called him back.
Shen Mucheng looked back at him: "Is there anything else?"
Luo Shaoheng didn't answer, walked up to him, held his face with his hands, and slightly tiptoed to kiss his lips.
He kissed very gently, sucked Shen Mucheng's lips with his lips a few times and then let go, then took a few steps back and said with a smile: "Tonight's share, I will give it back to you."
Shen Mucheng: "..."