Xiao Zhihan occupied the master bedroom, so Hang Sizhou had to move to the second bedroom.
The second bedroom is rarely occupied, but fortunately it has been ventilated and the mattress has been changed in the past two days.
It's okay to lie down on it.
Hang Sizhou rolled over on it a few times, stacked the two pillows together, and leaned on them comfortably.
I grabbed my phone and was about to continue watching the variety show when the door was pushed open and Xiao Hang walked in holding a cup.
He placed the quilt on the other side of the bed and sat down.
It looks like he's going to sleep here.
Hang Sizhou: "You don't sleep with Xiao Zhihan?"
Xiao Hang: "She has been sleeping alone since she was a child."
Hang Sizhou reluctantly pulled out a pillow from behind his head and threw it towards him.
Without a pillow, nothing feels right.
Hang Sizhou moved around but couldn't find a comfortable position.
Maybe he moved too much. Xiao Hang, who was looking at his phone, turned around and asked, "Does your butt hurt?"
It would have been better if he hadn't said it. As soon as he said it, Hang Sizhou immediately felt a burning pain where he had fallen.
"How can it not hurt? Try falling down yourself and see."
Xiao Hang leaned over.
Hang Sizhou immediately shrank back a long distance, his face full of alertness: "What are you doing?"
Xiao Hang: "Let me massage it for you."
"Rub—rub your sister!"
Hang Sizhou lay flat on his back, holding his buttocks, staring fiercely at Xiao Hang, his eyes full of vigilance, as if to say:
Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you bastard with a head full of yellow crap!
Xiao Hang smiled and picked up the phone again.
"I really don't know how I could bear it before..." Hang Sizhou couldn't help muttering to himself.
"What?"
The man was still looking at his cell phone. From Hang Sizhou's side, he could see that there was a document on it. He was probably still dealing with some work matter.
"nothing."
Hang Sizhou put his hands behind his head, his eyes drifted into the air, looked for a while and then fell back into Xiao Hang's face.
Xiao Hang turned off the main lights in the room and left only a night light on.
The light was dim and warm, falling on the man's face, illuminating his smooth forehead, straight nose, and clearly defined thin lips.
Even though so many years have passed, Xiao Hang has grown from a teenager into a mature man, but his cold eyebrows and domineering temperament are not much different from before.
As if sensing his gaze, the man raised his eyelids.
Their eyes met briefly, and as usual, Hang Sizhou looked away first.
Xiao Hang put down his phone and leaned over to him: "Why didn't you ask me to hold the umbrella for you just now?"
Hang Sizhou was stunned.
He thought the matter was over, but Xiao Hang brought it up again.
The man looked at him, his brows and eyes were extremely deep in the light.
The air was a little hot, and Hang Sizhou couldn't help licking his lips.
"What about you? Why didn't you want my umbrella at that time?"
"At that time?" Xiao Hang looked at him, his eyes calm and deep, as if they could suck people in.
Hang Sizhou felt his throat was dry for some reason: "When we first met, it was at the cram school."
Xiao Hang frowned: "That wasn't our first meeting."
"ah?"
"And my umbrella was in my bag the whole day, and I just didn't want to open it."
Hang Sizhou was immediately attracted by Xiao Hang's next sentence. He said with a sigh, "It's raining so hard, aren't you pretending to be cool by not holding an umbrella?"
"Just like you, I enjoy the rain."
Hang Sizhou: “…”
After a while, Xiao Hang said, "The day you met me, I just received news that my father was missing."
Hang Sizhou opened his mouth.
He knew some things about Xiao Hang's family, including that his father was a drug enforcement police officer who later died.
But many of the details are unclear.
Xiao Hang raised his eyes, and his dark eyes reflected him: "So that day, it's not that I didn't want your umbrella, I just wanted to calm down."
It took Hang Sizhou a while to come back to his senses.
He coughed unnaturally and gave his reason: "I just want to be quiet for a while."
But compared with Xiao Hang's, his reason was very untenable.
Fortunately, Xiao Hang did not continue to ask.
But he didn't say anything, and the atmosphere in the room was inexplicably awkward.
Hang Sizhou scratched his head and remembered something he had thought of before.
He held up three fingers and said, "We're going to start recording tomorrow, so let's set some rules first."
Xiao Hang's eyes showed interest: "Hmm?"
Hang Sizhou: "There are cameras everywhere in the show. If you want to maintain your personality, don't mess with me, don't call me wife, and don't do anything unnecessary. Anyway, we will try our best to be Xiao Zhihan's supporting role and let her have fun."
"OK."
Xiao Hang has always been a man of strong ideas, and it is difficult for anyone to persuade him. Hang Sizhou said these things without having much hope in the first place.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Hang agreed so quickly.
Damn, why is this guy so easy to talk to today
"But—" Xiao Hang said, "You also have to agree to one request of mine."
As expected, there is still a trick up his sleeve.
Hang Zhouzi curled his lips: "You say."
Xiao Hang looked at him seriously: "Don't cry anymore."
Hang Sizhou opened his mouth.
Thinking back to how he had cried just now, Hang Sizhou felt a flush on his face.
If you want me to stop doing this, just say it directly. Why do you say don’t cry? Am I the kind of person who likes to cry
Hang Sizhou curled up in the bed, and said in a strong voice despite the heat on his face: "Don't worry, I won't cry even if the sky falls in the future."
"That would be best," Xiao Hang turned off the bedside lamp and lay down. His lips curved up and he spoke in a dragging tone, "Because you look really ugly when you cry."
Hang Sizhou: “…”
Fuck you.
Hang Sizhou: "If you dislike my ugliness, stay away from me!"
Xiao Hang: “…Oh.”
He actually moved to the other side.
If he wasn't afraid of disturbing others late at night, Hang Sizhou really wanted to kick this bastard off.
Anyone would be tired after a whole night of hard work.
Not long after, Hang Sizhou fell into a deep sleep. But even in deep sleep, he was still very restless, tossing left and right, and would not stop.
Soon, Hang Sizhou turned over to the other side of the bed and buried his head in the arms of the person next to him.
Like a fish that had found the shore, Hang Sizhou stuck close to Xiao Hang and gradually became motionless.
At this moment, the man who had been in a light sleep opened his eyes and half-hugged the person in his arms.
In the night.
The young man's sleeping face is peaceful, and the beads on his slightly upturned upper lip are plump and rise and fall slightly with his breathing.
Raising his hand to stroke the other person's soft hair, Xiao Hang tightened his arms, closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually became heavier.
-
A good night's sleep.
When Hang Sizhou sat up from the bed, he rarely had a headache.
It was very quiet outside, without any sound at all.
Hang Sizhou grabbed his phone. Xiao Hang had sent him a message half an hour ago, saying that he was going out shopping with Xiao Zhihan.
It just so happened that Hang Sizhou also had his own things to do.
Hang Sizhou found Jing Qing and Yan Jiayou and went to the private clinic they had made an appointment with.
His amnesia problem cannot be completely ignored.
In the neurosurgery clinic, Hang Sizhou opened his eyes wide: "You mean, I got hit on the back of my head?"
The doctor with glasses nodded seriously and pointed to a picture on the CT film: "There are some shadows in this area. It should be here that there was an impact."
No wonder!
When I woke up that day, my head felt like it was splitting apart.
However, the subsequent amnesia and the fact that he married Xiao Hang and had a child were so shocking that he ignored his physical discomfort.
"In your case, you may remember it soon, or you may never remember it. But as long as there are no complications or other problems, we still recommend conservative treatment." Finally, the old doctor concluded.
Walking out of the clinic, Jing Qing looked at Hang Sizhou worriedly: "Sizhou, are you okay?"
After the old doctor gave the diagnosis, Hang Sizhou remained silent.
"fine."
Hang Sizhou didn't think too much about it, after all, he woke up in his own bed.
"Maybe he fell down, maybe while taking a shower or something. This is pretty common."
"As for treatment, just take your time. It's always right to listen to the doctor."
Jing Qing nodded: "That's right, this kind of thing can't be rushed, as long as it doesn't affect your normal life."
Thinking of Hang Sizhou going to participate in a variety show with Xiao Hang and Xiao Zhihan, Jing Qing asked with some concern: "You and Xiao Hang are going to stay together for several days in a row, is it really okay?"
Hang Sizhou gave him a look that said "of course no problem" and then asked, "How did I show my affection in the past?"
"You always scold him, it's actually the same as now, you complain about him from time to time."
Hang Sizhou: “???” Is this a show of affection
Jing Qing pursed her lips and said, "To be honest, we all thought you were a couple when we were in high school, so we were not surprised when you got married and had a baby."
"If you don't believe me, ask Yan Jiayou."
Yan Jiayou nodded frantically: "Yes, so I always admired Xiao Hang at that time. He was the first person who could handle you."
"Excuse me?" Hang Sizhou tapped his nose. "He can handle me? Are you kidding me?"
Why did he wake up with a broken head and everyone else look even more abnormal than him
"Even if all the men in this world died, I would never fall in love with a bastard like Xiao Hang!"
Just as he finished speaking, a man wearing glasses and carrying a briefcase turned at the end of the corridor.
Jing Qing pulled Hang Sizhou's hand, signaling him to speak more quietly.
The man came closer and closer, looking at them all the time with a smile on his face.
Jing Qing frowned. This person looked familiar and was looking at Sizhou. Was he someone they knew
Jing Qing looked at Hang Sizhou.
Hang Sizhou seemed to have not seen this man at all. His eyes swept over him, then quickly looked away and continued walking forward.
After passing by each other, Jing Qing couldn't help but look back.
The man stopped there and looked at them, and the two of them looked at each other from a distance.
"Sizhou, do you know that guy just now?" Jing Qing looked away, "He was smiling at you."
"A fan, maybe he recognized me."
Hang Sizhou frowned, adjusted his mask a little impatiently, and continued walking forward as if he didn't care.
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"Go to a brain doctor?"
On the phone, Assistant Lin reported to his boss about his chance encounter with Hang Sizhou in the hospital today.
"Yes, I went to get medicine for your mother today. When I went in, I happened to see Mr. Hang and his two friends coming out of the neurology department."
"I thought he might be there with his friends, but when I tried to say hello to him, he didn't respond at all."
Xiao Hang was stunned: "He saw you, but didn't react?"
This shouldn't be.
Although Xiao Hang and Hang Sizhou are not on good terms, they are married after all, and they have a lot of things to deal with together on a daily basis.
When Xiao Hang was busy, these tasks were assigned by Assistant Lin.
Although Hang Sizhou is not very enthusiastic towards others, he still maintains basic politeness. He will never pretend not to see someone or not respond.
"He was like—" Assistant Lin recalled the scene of meeting Hang Sizhou just now and lowered his voice, "He didn't recognize me at all."
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If nothing unexpected happens, in the next chapter, Mr. Xiao will probably guess that Zhou Zhou has lost his memory~~~
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