The abstinence veteran always wants to spoil me

Fengchuanhe was stunned for a moment.

He was supposed to be full of joy, and couldn't wait to come over and meet with Yu Miao, but at this moment, he was stunned by Yu Miao's words "who are you?" After all, he never thought about it, even if he fell in love with his subordinates until Yu Miao woke up. After a few days, the state was not right, but it was too late to understand what was wrong. Only when he was tired and sleepy would he let his subordinate brother have an independent space and let him be alone.

Until this time, Fengchuan Hebai realized belatedly that Yu Miao's situation was different from his own, which really surprised him, and he was stunned for a long time before he realized it. I started to say such things when I was happy, pretending that I didn't know him.

"I am" Feng Chuanhe opened his mouth, under the gaze of Yu Miao's beautiful and quiet eyes, subconsciously softened his tone, and smiled reluctantly, "Are you kidding me?"

Yu Miao didn't answer his question immediately, but tilted her head slightly, as if she was thinking about his question, her beautiful eyes were still blank, then she shook her head lightly, and said in a flat voice, "No."

Feng Chuanhe carefully stared at the expression on his face, in order to confirm whether he was lying, and then tried to ask softly: "Is it because I made you unhappy before, you are still angry, that's why you are doing this now Pretend you don't know me, right?"

"..." Yu Miao pursed her lips. He didn't know how to talk to this person. Since he woke up with a headache, he was lying on the hospital bed. He was in a strange environment and met strangers. He was too defensive, so he kept not talking to them.

But when Feng Chuanhe came over, he felt a little familiar from this person again, as if he had seen it before, but he had no memory, and couldn't remember it anyway. Now when he was asked by the other party, he just felt dizzy Almost, not very comfortable.

"No." Yu Miao said again, her voice was still flat, without any ups and downs, people couldn't tell if he was happy, but he said flatly, "I'm not unhappy, and I'm not pretending."

"But you..." Feng Chuanhe opened his mouth, his face was a little pale, and he looked at him with complicated eyes. He didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment. He came back full of joy and guilt, and couldn't wait to see him , Hugging him, and wanting to apologize to him too much is something Feng Chuanhe didn't have before.

But when he came back, he found that the other party didn't remember him.

Forget about him.

Fengchuanhe's joy seemed to be poured into a basin of cold water, and all his passion was suddenly extinguished. He was a little confused, opened his mouth, and subconsciously explained: "I am Fengchuanhe, and it is yours. "

He wanted to explain to Yu Miao, but found that apart from his name, he didn't know how to explain to him who he belonged to and what relationship he had with him

Yu Miao waited quietly for a while, but did not wait for his voice, so she asked, "My what?"

Feng Chuanhe stared at him blankly, unable to speak, only felt a throbbing pain in his heart, which was extremely uncomfortable, and the hands hanging on both sides were tightly clenched into fists.

How should I explain myself?

For Yu Miao, what is he to him?

It should be nothing.

In the past, he was self-centered and trapped people around him, without the consent of the other party, and he didn't care about the other party's feelings. Now, how can he explain who he is to him?

Seeing him lowering his head, Yu Miao said, "Why don't you talk?"

"I..." Feng Chuanhe opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse, "I don't know what to say, no, just wait a moment, I'll call the doctor over."

After Feng Chuanhe finished speaking, he went to call the doctor. His whole head was very confused. He wanted to calm down and sort out his thoughts, but he was so dizzy that he couldn't remember clearly, especially when the doctor told him that Yu Because Miao had been injured many times in the head, his memory was severely damaged. Now he can't remember the past, and he doesn't even know who he is.

Feng Chuanhe took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and then asked in a deep voice: "Is it okay? Can it be recovered? How long will it take to recover? Is he in such a state now? What other harm could there be? He"

The doctor said: "It's hard to say, but he is currently in a state of amnesia. His memory may have been affected after multiple injuries to his head. It is uncertain how or when he will recover. But don't stimulate him. Now If he can't be stimulated, it may lead to other situations, first try to keep him calm."

In the words of the doctor, instead of thinking about how to make him recover, it is better to take good care of him first, let him recover quietly for a period of time, and then accompany him for a walk outside, so as not to be too bored and quiet alone , when his mind is empty, he will think wildly, which may stimulate the fragile and sensitive spirit in his mind, which is very dangerous and needs to be taken care of carefully.

When Feng Chuanhe sorted out his emotions outside and pushed open the door of the ward again, he saw Yu Miao lying quietly on the bed as his subordinates said, and then looked out the window, ignoring anyone.

Feng Chuanhe walked over gently, feeling a little uncomfortable and distressed, lowered his voice and called out: "Yu Miao"

The person lying on the bed heard his voice and turned his head for a few days, looking at him quietly with a pair of beautiful eyes, his voice was very soft, a little dazed and soft: "Is my name Yu Miao? They don't call it that I"

"Who?" Feng Chuanhe was taken aback, unable to realize what they were referring to in his mouth, "Then why did they call you? Did you remember something?"

Yu Miao looked at him quietly for a few seconds, then shook her head, glanced lightly at the door, and whispered like a child: "When they come to deliver things to me, just call and then, I don't Just talk to them, and they'll go away"

Only then did Feng Chuanhe realize that he was referring to those subordinates, and his mood became more complicated. He pulled the stool and sat beside Yu Miao's bed, staring at the beautiful and quiet person lying on the bed, feeling soft and guilty.

Yu Miao felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, but she didn't avoid his gaze, she just asked in a daze, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Feng Chuanhe blurted out: "You look good."

"Oh." Yu Miao blinked her eyes, but said nothing.

When Feng Chuanhe thought of the scene of You Yan entering the emergency room covered in blood, his heart throbbed violently. He took a few breaths hastily, and couldn't help holding Yu Miao's pale fingers, his voice was a little hoarse: " Are you feeling better? Is there any pain? If it hurts, tell me, and I will call the doctor for you, I"

He was a little incoherent, and Yu Miao shook her head slightly before waiting for him to finish muttering: "No, I forgot."

It's not that he's forgotten, it's just that he's been lying on this bed for a few days, and he's almost used to it. It's just that after losing his memory, he's a bit stupid, and he doesn't know how to describe it, so he can only use the words he knows.

Feng Chuanhe tried very hard to control his emotions, but seeing Yu Miao who was beautiful like a puppet on the bed, he couldn't hold back in the end, lowered his head and hugged him tightly in his arms, trying a little harder to avoid getting hurt. It hurt him, but he didn't use any force and was afraid that he would run away as soon as he let go of his hand. Various complicated emotions were constantly tormenting him.

Yu Miao, who was suddenly hugged by him, couldn't react, and could only blink dryly: "What's wrong?"

"No, I just want to hug you." Feng Chuanhe's voice was a little hoarse, but before he hugged for a while, Yu Miao's stomach rang, which made him startled, and reached out to touch Yu Miao's stomach, empty Yes, I felt even more distressed for a moment, "Why is your stomach so flat? Didn't you eat well? You're already so thin, so why forget it, let's not talk about that, are you hungry?"

"Well," Yu Miao, who was held in his arms, blinked blankly, and nodded after hearing her stomach growling again, "Hungry"

After he woke up, because he was too defensive, he always lay on the bed, and his food was limited. Compared with eating, he drank more water.

Feng Chuanhe let go of him, trying to find something to eat for him, but found that the food on the table was already cold, he didn't want Yu Miao to eat these cold things, so he called his subordinates to buy other food and bring it to him.

"You haven't even eaten the food on the table." Feng Chuanhe looked at the unopened food on the table, sat back on the bed, reached out and touched Yu Miao's pale face, "Have you been lying down too, Didn't brush your teeth?"

"Well," Yu Miao nodded, "The doctor said to rest more."

Feng Chuanhe was helpless: "So you have been lying on the bed?"

Yu Miao shook her head: "I feel uncomfortable if I don't want to move."

These words pierced into Feng Chuanhe's heart immediately, and it started to hurt again, he could only take a few breaths, then lifted the quilt, bent down to hug him, under Yu Miao's somewhat resistant eyes , Feng Chuanhe quickly coaxed and said: "I haven't gone anywhere, I will hold you to brush your teeth, wash up, and the food will be delivered later."

"Oh" Yu Miao replied, she was very thin for a few days and was a small ball, obediently letting Feng Chuanhe hold her in her arms.

After amnesia, he inexplicably became a lot more obedient, but his personal emotional ups and downs seemed very calm, he seemed to have nothing happy or sad, but the plain things made Feng Chuanhe feel even more distressed.

After all, before he was injured, this person was still alive and kicking, he could open his mouth to scold him, he had all kinds of emotions, he could laugh, make noise and cry, but now, he became very obedient and quiet.

On the contrary, Feng Chuanhe was not used to it, and felt distressed and sad.