Shen Mucheng sat quietly on the sofa for a long time, covering his eyes with the back of his hands and plunged his vision into darkness, sorting out his thoughts little by little.
Xu Dezhou, Dr. Zhang, Shen Cong, and Shen Jiang, the first two are grandfathers, and the last two are old men. On the surface, they seem to have nothing to do with each other, but in fact they are not.
From when I met Luo Shaoheng in an accident, Shen Cong and Shen Jiang, who covered her leaving, changed their names and surnames and left the Shen family in the same year after returning, and then I was admitted to the hospital in a car accident two years later, and Xu Dezhou falsified the death certificate and was transferred back After entering Dr. Zhang's clinic in City B, and then waking up seven years later and losing the memory of being with Luo Shaoheng, all of this has finally become a complete thread.
All of this seemed to be arranged. It was complicated, but it was actually frighteningly simple. Now that he calmed down and thought about it, he could almost guess what grandpa and the old man were thinking.
The self who has lost his memory has no impression of those two years in City A, and he is even more like a stranger to Luo Shaoheng. If he hadn't met Luo Shaoheng in Switzerland last year, and Luo Shaoheng still stubbornly insisted on their relationship, maybe they would have never met in this life. It's a chance to meet again.
He had been eager to find out the truth of the matter before, but he didn't expect that the final spearhead would be directed at his two most respected elders.
Slowly clenching the hand over his eyes, Shen Mucheng felt his heart was very blocked. The feeling of being concealed by his closest relatives is very uncomfortable. He wanted to ask his grandfather why they did this, but he felt that it was unnecessary. In fact, the answer was already obvious.
I don't know how long I sat on the sofa, and I kept a posture for too long, and Shen Mucheng felt a little numb in his shoulders even if he moved a little. He took a deep breath, and removed the hand that covered his eyes. Because he had covered his eyes for too long, his eyes were gray, and he closed his eyes a few times before gradually regaining his clarity.
The mobile phone in the coat pocket was vibrating, making a "uh-uh-" sound. Although he hadn't seen the caller ID yet, Shen Mucheng had a premonition that it was Luo Shaoheng calling.
Taking out the phone, he saw the word "Shaoheng" on the screen as he expected.
Shen Mucheng looked at Luo Shaoheng's name, put his finger on the top of the answer button and never pressed it, and automatically hung up the call when no one answered it.
After hanging up, he quickly received a text message from Luo Shaoheng on his mobile phone. Unlike the hesitation just now, he clicked on the text message immediately this time.
-Good night, kiss you.
The simple four words made Shen Mucheng's eyes warm, and he couldn't help but think of the "KISS YOU" that Luo Shaoheng said on the phone when he was in Switzerland, and the "MISS YOU" that Luo Shaoheng sent over on the night of New Year's Eve, and his heart suddenly ached. .
Luo Shaoheng's sad and desperate appearance in the nursing home, the appearance of holding his hand and weeping on the streets of Switzerland, and the appearance of relying on him when he was sick kept appearing in his mind. It was as uncomfortable as anything, and the guilt that had always existed in his heart towards Luo Shaoheng was infinitely magnified at this moment, making him almost out of breath.
How can I tell you that the pain you have endured all these years is caused by my closest family members
He closed his eyes deeply, pressed back the soreness in the corners of his eyes, opened the phone call list, and called back Luo Shaoheng's call.
The call was connected not long after it was dialed out, and Luo Shaoheng's smiling voice came from the phone: "Did you call to want a goodnight kiss?"
The moment he heard Luo Shaoheng's voice, Shen Mucheng's heart trembled. The image of him hugging himself and burying his head in front of his chest last night flashed in his mind. One voice: "Yes."
"What's the matter? The voice sounds so tired." Luo Shaoheng heard that something was wrong with his voice, and stopped joking, "Is the company's affairs very difficult?"
"No, it's almost finished." Shen Mucheng leaned back on the sofa, "Why aren't you sleeping? What are you doing?"
"Do you want to check the post?" Luo Shaoheng smiled lightly, and recounted his itinerary for tonight, and then joked, "Is Boss Shen still satisfied?"
"Not very satisfied." Shen Mucheng said, "You slept too late."
"I want to talk to you, and I'm afraid you haven't finished your work, but it's really late, shouldn't you go to bed too?" Luo Shaoheng asked.
"En." Shen Mucheng responded in a low voice, chatted with him for a few words, waited for him to hang up the phone, and then took the phone down after a long time, with his forehead against the cold metal shell, and did not move for a long time.
The house was quiet, and he sat alone in the living room until late at night. The winter night was extremely cold, covering his whole body with a strong chill, but even so, it couldn't match the coldness in his heart.
On the other side, after Shen Yun finished sending off Shen Mucheng, he received a call from Chen Zhan as soon as he left the community. To be honest, when he saw the words "Dr. Chen" on the screen, he refused in his heart. He always felt that the other party's next sentence would be "Which mountain should we climb tomorrow?".
In Shen Yun's view, doctors should take good care of themselves in the office, and don't go out to climb mountains and visit parks all the time. For such a different Dr. Chen, he just wants to block him.
But the BOSS said that he wanted him to treat Dr. Chen well, so he could only suffer.
Putting on the earphones, Shen Yun answered the phone: "Hello, Doctor Chen."
"Hello." Chen Zhan's polite voice came from the headset, "Sorry to bother you so late."
"Don't bother, please tell me if you need help." Shen Yun asked while driving.
"I don't need help. I just want to tell you that you left a piece of clothing when you left in the morning. I brought it back for you. I'm afraid you won't be able to find it, so I'll call you." Chen Zhan said.
clothing? Shen Yun was stunned for a moment, remembering that he and Chen Zhan were camping in Yunfu Mountain last night, and received news about Shen Cong and the others early this morning, he greeted Chen Zhan in a hurry and rushed back immediately, and then I've been busy until now, and I haven't noticed anything left behind.
"Assistant Shen?" Chen Zhan called again when he saw that he was silent.
"I'll get it in the past, wait a minute, I'll be there right away." Shen Yun said, increasing the speed of the car a little, and it happened that his way back was on the same road as the hotel where Chen Zhan was staying.
"Okay, but I want to trouble Assistant Shen with something." Chen Zhan said apologetically.
"What did you say?" Shen Yun asked.
"There is a 24-hour tea restaurant on the left side of the hotel, please bring me some supper when you come over." Chen Zhan paused after speaking, and then ordered several things in one breath.
...eating so much at night? Shen Yun sweated for a while and said, "...Okay, see you later."
Arriving at the tea restaurant Chen Zhan mentioned, Shen Yun bought what he had ordered and carried it to the hotel.
Chen Zhan lived on the twenty-eighth floor. In order to make him comfortable and satisfied, Shen Yun specially booked a room with floor-to-ceiling windows when booking a room. At night, he could see half of City B from the window. The night view is very spectacular.
When he came to Chen Zhan's room, Shen Yun knocked on the door with one hand free, and the door opened after a few knocks. Chen Zhan, who was wearing a bathrobe and his hair was still dripping, appeared at the door, looked at Shen Yun and said with a smile: "Come on!" It's gone." As he spoke, he reached out to take the lunch box in his hand.
Shen Yun hid for a while: "Doctor Chen, good evening."
"Good evening." Chen Zhan turned his lower body to let him in, and then closed the door.
Chen Zhan lived in a suite, and the living room was very large. Shen Yun walked in, put the lunch box on the coffee table, opened the lid and took out the contents. After taking it out, he turned around and saw Chen Zhan leaning on the sofa with his arms folded look at yourself.
Chen Zhan had just taken a shower, and the bathrobe on his body was loosely knotted. Because there was heating in the floor, the collar of his bathrobe was opened wide, creating a deep V effect, exposing some muscular chest.
… This doctor is simply poisonous for wearing white, which represents purity, in such a color.
Shen Yun complained secretly in his heart, and said to Chen Zhan with a serious face: "Doctor Chen, this is your supper, where are my clothes?"
"What's the hurry?" Chen Zhan came over and sat down, "After eating before leaving, I specially asked you to bring some more."
Shen Yun subconsciously refused, "No need, I still..."
"Shen Yun." Chen Zhan called his voice, it was not Assistant Shen but Shen Yun, "I thought that after getting along with each other these few days, let alone how familiar we are, at least we don't need to be unfamiliar like strangers, right? It's just It's just a supper, and I won't do anything to you."
Shen Yun was a little embarrassed by what he said. In fact, what he said was right. If someone else had been together from morning to night for several days, they would have known each other for a long time. However, Shen Yun had some scruples about Chen Zhan, to be exact. Some scruples about his career.
Chen Zhan is a doctor, especially a psychologist. Shen Yun feels that most people have no secrets in front of this type of people. As long as they want to, they can dig up your privacy and make you feel as if you are running naked.
Shen Yun didn't like this feeling, that's why he kept a certain distance from Chen Zhan, did his job well, but didn't make friends with him.
If Chen Zhan knew his thoughts, he would probably cry with laughter. He was obviously just a doctor, but he became a voyeur in front of Shen Yun.
"Let's go after eating. The refreshments here are very good." Chen Zhan moved the things on the coffee table and signaled Shen Yun to sit down.
He had already said that, and Shen Yun couldn't refuse any more, so he said "Then excuse me" and sat down.
As Chen Zhan said, the refreshments in this restaurant taste really good. The little angel Shen Yun, who obviously wanted to eat a little before leaving, ended up eating more than Chen Zhan.
After eating supper, Shen Yun relaxed his guard against Chen Zhan. He let out a sigh of satisfaction, leaned back on the sofa, and accidentally touched a hard object under a pillow with his fingers. He took it out to have a look, it turned out that It's a book.
"On the possibility of merging hypnosis and modern medicine?" Shen Yun read out the title of the book on the cover. Such a prestigious name made him look at Chen Zhan first, "Is this yours?"
Chen Zhan glanced at it casually and said, "Yes, it was given by a patient before, and the writing is quite interesting."
"Really? Let me take a look." Shen Yun opened the book and began to read as he spoke.
The content in the book is a bit complicated. In addition to medical terminology, there are many techniques and effects of hypnosis. As a real layman, Shen Yun felt a little headache after turning a few pages, so he simply asked a professional for help: "Doctor Chen, what are you doing?" Is everything written in the book true? Is there really such a thing as hypnosis?"
"The world is so big that there are no surprises." Chen Zhan said with a smile.
"That's right." Shen Yun nodded, continued to flip through a few pages, and asked, "What's the use of this? Can it make people smart or stupid? Can it control people?"
"I can't promise to become smart or stupid. If you are interested, Assistant Shen, I can..." Chen Zhan stopped suddenly, reached out and took the book, and his eyes stopped on the name on the cover—On Hypnosis and Hypnosis. The combined possibility of modern medicine.
At the same time, he thought of Shen Mucheng.