memory hole

Feeling dizzy, he rested for a while on the chair at the corner of the corridor.When his body was suffering endlessly, his mind was full of Deng Yi.This is a very strange thing.

He has never used such a fast time to trust and rely on a person.His need for anyone has never come so naturally and strongly.Did they really never know each other?

If the doctor is right.What did he forget?

'Why are you sitting in the back? '

'You slept with that rich woman? '

'Oh, why do you say that? '

'you disgust me. '

'Come to the front.I'll take you for a drive, eat steak, go to nightclubs, you don't always want to test your driver's license, I'll practice for you later, you use a BMW X5 to practice, right? '

'This is the first and last time I will ride in your car.We will break up in the future. '

'You're never done. '

'Please drive and watch the road.I don't want to die with you. '

The light gradually brightened, Zhong Xian looked at the people in the back seat, the young man who looked like Deng Yi looked out of the car window with disdain, and even refused to meet him.He couldn't remember who he was, only felt that he was so angry and wronged.

'Why am I doing this?Not all for you! '

Zhong Xian woke up suddenly.It was the security guard shaking his shoulders. "The outpatient clinic is off." Zhong Xian stood up from his seat, he missed the CT examination time.

His headache eased a little.He took the list, staggered to the parking lot, and got into his car.He found a bottle of painkillers in the glove box of the car, and a box of Prozac.He thought for a moment and chose to eat the latter.

Five minutes later, the medicine took effect, and he felt much happier.But he couldn't remember why he was in this parking lot, let alone where he was going.He felt he had something important to do.But no matter how much he beat his head, he couldn't remember.

A wave of nausea welled up.He barely held it down.

He rested with his eyes closed in the driver's seat.Wait for your mind to return to normal.Wait for the memory to come back.

Deng Yi.

I miss you so much.

You are in the city.What I miss so much, where it comes from.

There is memory again.He was sitting in a patch of grass with his back against the front wheel of his car.He slowly opened his eyes.I don't know where I am, and how I got here.

After a while, he realized that this was behind Deng Yi's villa.He actually drove the car here and parked it on the grass next to the driveway of the villa.

It was dark again.

From this angle, there are very few lights in the villa.Deng Yi may not be at home.His parents didn't come back either.

The night wind blew through my hair.There is still the sound of heavy traffic in the distance.

Zhong Xian didn't know why she burst into tears.His headache was gone, but his heartache was unprecedentedly severe.

He dialed the phone to Deng Yi.

"I have something to tell you," he said. "You will think it is a very scary sentence."

Then, what he said later, he forgot.

Being conscious again, he saw Deng Yi standing in front of him.He hurriedly got up from the ground.

"Did you drink too much again?" Deng Yi looked at him and said.

Bell shook his head. "Not even a glass."

"In this state, you still say you haven't drunk?"

"After-concussion. You know." He couldn't stand, almost fell.Deng Yi didn't help him, but only looked at him with his eyes.

"Do you hate me? Do you want to break up with me? You don't have to say it. I'll say it for you." Zhong Xian leaned back against the car door.

Deng Yi took out a tissue from his pocket and went forward to wipe Zhong Xian's eyes. "Make yourself look like a tabby cat," he said. "Crying?"

Only then did Zhong Xian realize that he had been crying. "I'm going to tell you, I have to tell you, I'm going to tell you something terrible."

"I'll take you to the hospital for examination." Deng Yi pulled him away from the car door.

"I just got out of the hospital. You listen to me. I never told you."

Deng Yi hesitated for a while, and walked towards the villa by pulling the bell string. "A terrible word. You just said it."

Zhong Xian walked halfway but refused to leave.He hugged Deng Yi's arm, and rubbed his eyes on Deng Yi's shoulder.But then his tears flowed more fiercely. "Do you remember? Everything I do is for you."

rich second generation

96

Zhong Xian was carried into the villa by Deng Yi.

The peak strength of fluoxetine weakened, and Zhong Xian's mood gradually calmed down.Memory also returned to normal.He was embarrassed by his strange behavior just now.Although not drinking.Worse than being drunk.Faint to almost insane.How is it different from schizophrenia?

Especially the matter of crying in front of Deng Yi made him want to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.It's more than embarrassing for a man to cry like this.He never cried in front of others.To be so unusual in the face of Deng Yi, to always expose your bad side to this person, is really extremely stupid.But what to do, if it weren't for this, the other party would not become a person who is different from himself.

Seeing how he looked when he was miserable so many times—maybe Deng Yi's affection for him has weakened a lot.

Otherwise, this guy wouldn't look at him with such lukewarm eyes.

Half lying on the sofa of Deng Yi's villa, Zhong Xian has already started to regret it.

"I just took the medicine." Zhong Xian tried to restore his image, hoping to keep his position in the other party's heart by explaining. "You have seen the effect of this medicine on me." He tried his best to be as chic as possible, making sure not to leave too haggard marks on his face.Smile calmly. "You don't want to see me, do you. I hope I disappear immediately. Even I think this is really annoying." The more Zhong Xian said, the worse he felt, and he even began to feel unconfident.Every time I feel this way, I feel puzzled in my heart, he has nothing to be ashamed of, whether it is intelligence, demeanor or appearance, he is outstanding.There is absolutely no reason to look down on yourself.However, when he faced Deng Yi, he would indeed have this unreasonable uneasiness.

He quickly found out.It's not because the other party is better that he feels that even if he is a friend, he can't climb high.It was because the other party's indifference at this moment stimulated the sensitive nerve in his heart.He didn't believe that anyone would really care about him and give him selfless love.What people want from him are illusory beauty and momentary excitement.

He couldn't explain it, he didn't believe in human nature.He tried to stop himself from thinking about it.It's just a waste of brain cells.

No matter how disturbed Zhong Xian was, Deng Yi just kept silent. After a while, he stood up from the position opposite Zhong Xian and walked away.

Zhong Xian saw Deng Yi go to the kitchen, and came back after a while, throwing a hot towel to Zhong Xian. "Wipe your cat face."

Zhong Xian covered his face with a towel.I don't know if it's because of the heat felt on his face, or Deng Yi's caring behavior.His uneasiness disappeared quickly.Suddenly remembered: "Didn't you say you have a cat? I said it last time in the hospital. I only saw pictures of dogs in your room."

"Yeah. Meatball, did it go to accompany Mixiu?"

"Meatball is the cat's name? Is it old and dead too?"

"It was poisoned to death. It never caught mice. It caught one in its life and poisoned it to death."

Zhong Xian took the towel off his face and looked at Deng Yi.Deng Yi still looked at him calmly. "Are you sad? It seems that there is no Mixiu to make you feel sad."

"Do I look sad?" Deng Yi said. "Although Meatball is my cat...in fact, it has been away from me for most of its life. My mother hates cats. I didn't insist. I only raised it for a year. Before it was an adult, I gave it to a friend. It became someone else’s cat. Later, a friend called and said that it was poisoned, and her parents were trying to save it, but it ran out while they were not paying attention. When I found it, it was unconscious. It fed the antidote—it wasn’t actually the antidote, my mother lied to me that it was the antidote. It died there.” Deng Yi pointed out the window. "Outside my house, with four legs stretched out straight... on the grass at the door."

"You can cry."

Deng Yi paused: "Why should I cry? I regret it. I shouldn't have given it away—if I knew, it would have only regarded me as its master. Who says a cat is not loyal. It knows it is going to die... Somehow it ran out of a friend's house and walked through the 10 houses in front, just to get a glimpse of me or was it trying to ask me for help. I still can't figure it out. When I found it, it was already lying on its back There it is. I buried it with Michau."

"How old were you then?"

"I don't remember, I'm less than ten years old. At that time, Mi Xiu was still alive and young."

"You've only ever had this one cat and one dog."

"Correct."

"I won't raise another one."

"No. It was all when I was a child. When I was a child, I had obvious autism for a while. My parents often took me to see small animals to treat my illness. My mother hated raising small animals very much. Allergic to animal hair. When I was raising Mishu, she didn’t live with me. Whether it was Mishu or Meatball, the process was very happy, and the ending was unforgettable. They treated me, not just animals. They cured me.”

"Have you ever been in love?"

"Why do you ask this again? Of course I have talked about it. I am 25. Is it abnormal that I haven't talked about it?"

"According to the survey, some people have never met love in their entire lives. Seeking excitement or the conclusion of marriage does not mean there is love. Have you really loved anyone?"

"Of course... I love it now. I have a girlfriend, really."

"Girlfriend." Zhong Xian repeated.He looked past Deng Yi at the empty villa hall behind. "I actually think your mother likes pale gold, so earthy..."

Deng Yi nodded. "I agree."

"You chase