How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 42 You gave me hope and blocked my light (42)

   These words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, making Wen Xien's heart sink as if he was tied to a stone.

   The young man looked helplessly and bewilderedly at the shepherd's mother, and said with difficulty: "What happened to him...?"

  The shepherd said sadly: "The doctor said that Ah Ye's head was severely hit, and the severe concussion caused him to lose his memory. He doesn't even know my mother."

   Speaking of the back, the shepherd's eyes reddened with discomfort, she didn't want to cry in front of the juniors and went out.

   There were only two people left in the ward. Muye looked at the young man in front of him, but the young man turned his back to him.

   Makino was a little dissatisfied and boring, and he turned his attention to the TV again.

  Wen Xien first put the lily in the vase, then peeled an apple, and cut it into pieces with a fruit knife. She sat silently on the chair beside the hospital bed, inserted a piece of pulp with a toothpick and sent it to Makino's mouth.

   Makino frowned and moved away, "Put it on the table, I'll eat it by myself later."

  Wen Xien lowered his eyes and silently put the fruit plate on the cabinet beside the hospital bed.

   There was only the sound of the TV in the ward for a while.

   The young man lowered his head and tugged at his fingers nervously. The hair on his forehead covered her expression, and only the bridge of the nose, the pale lips and the beautifully curved chin could be seen.

   Makino looked at the TV on the surface, but in fact his peripheral vision was always uncontrollably aimed at the young man.

   He couldn't help but ask again: "Who are you?"

   Wen Xien raised his head, the handsome young man in front of him seemed to have suddenly regained his former high-spirited appearance.

   Makino should be like this. If he hadn't met her, the boy would have been more outstanding and dazzling, instead of being humble and embarrassed like a stray dog.

   He should be high-spirited and energetic, not sensitive.

   Actually, it’s okay to forget it. For Makino, it’s not a good memory, is it?

   The young man raised his eyelashes, pursed his lips slightly, and revealed a gentle and clear smile: "I am Brother Mu's best friend."

   Makino asked: "How good is it?"

  Wen Xien thought about it and said, "It's good to go to the toilet together."

   Makino sneered and gave the young man a sideways glance.

   "Impossible, I don't like going to the toilet with other people."

   And what the **** are two men going to the toilet together? It's not a girl, could he still force this little white face to go to the toilet? Impossible okay.

   Seeing Makino's appearance, Wen Xien guessed that he wouldn't believe it. After all, it was a bit strange for a man to accompany another man to the toilet every day.

   The young man looked at the young man tenderly and said softly, "My name is Wen Xien."

The name    suddenly stabbed Makino's nerves like an electric current, and his heart throbbed for a moment, but it quickly disappeared.

   The originally casual expression on Makino's face stopped, and occasionally blurred images flashed in his mind. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his long and narrow eyes were dim, and he murmured, "Wen Xien, Xien..."

   Wen Xien's body stiffened slightly, as if she felt that the boy had returned to the past. Her eyes were slightly red, but the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened, but it was a little bitter.

   A sudden pain in his head made Makino's face even paler. He held his head in pain until he suffocated. After a while, his hospital clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

   Wen Xien was startled by the boy's reaction, and rang the call bell in a panic, and the doctor came over quickly.

   (end of this chapter)