Married after losing memory

Liu Yichen's mind seemed to be filled with freshly baked marshmallows.

Sticky, soft, empty, and so sweet that he didn't even know what he'd taken from the liquor cabinet.

While Liu Yichen was holding the wine, Shi Yan shut Xiaoshizi into the yard.

As soon as he took out the wine from the cabinet, Shi Yan stuck to it.

"Wake up first, let's...?" When Liu Yichen closed the door of the wine cabinet, Shi Yan hugged him directly from behind, his hot breath wrapped around Liu Yichen's ears, and he felt that the heat flowed directly to the cochlea The central nervous system then transmits to every nerve synapse, and flows all over the limbs.

"It seems that I took it wrong..." Liu Yichen pulled out the cork stiffly in the posture of being hugged, and poured some wine into the decanter, "There is only one glass left in this bottle..."

The air is filled with the rich and sweet aroma of wine.

Only then did Liu Yichen realize that what he was holding was not red wine at all, but a bottle of noble rot and sweet white. The extremely strong toffee flavor made his thinking become stuck and slow.

"This is not red wine..." Liu Yichen didn't know the meaning of saying this now.

"Does it matter? No one intends to drink it this time. Besides, you have no chance to regret it now if it's not red wine." Shi Yan couldn't stop the car a long time ago, kissing the skin around Liu Yichen's ears and neck while hugging Liu Yichen. Pushing someone into the sofa.

The aroma of wine filled the whole living room, even Shi Yan, who was impatient and full of Liu Yichen, could smell it.

Stunned for a moment, Shi Yan didn't know what switch he had been poked, pushed Liu Yichen into the sofa as if he was drunk, and kissed him directly.

"You...what's the sudden wind?" Liu Yichen was a little hypoxic from his kiss, and his whole body was limp on the sofa, and he hadn't been able to breathe back. Shi Yan lifted his clothes up and down, while biting the skin on the side of his neck .

Shi Yan's heart was beating out of his chest, and he arched his hairy head on the side of Liu Yichen's neck: "I remembered this wine."

Xiao Shizi barked outside the courtyard for a while, and then obediently quieted down, waiting for the underage milk dog restriction screen to end.

But Liu Yichen felt that there was a husky beside him, and he couldn't even finish his words.

He didn't know what happened to Shi Yan, the bitten skin was hot, the temperature climbed up his cheeks along the blood, and the usually pale skin was covered with blush.

Liu Yichen shielded his face with one hand, and leaned back his neck, allowing Shi Yan to leave marks.

Of the two, one was working hard, the other was wandering in the sky, and neither of them thought that there was still a glass of wine waiting to drink.

Shi Yan worked hard for most of the night, from downstairs to upstairs, from the living room to the bedroom, and finally carried Liu Yichen to take a shower and tucked him into the bed, and finally remembered that there was a glass in the living room that was forgotten wine, and a forgotten dog.

"I'll put the dog back, do you still drink that glass of wine?" Shi Yan bent down and kissed Liu Yichen's forehead, and covered him with the quilt.

Liu Yichen was so tormented that he let Shi Yan take a bath for him, put on his pajamas, curled up under the quilt with eyes half down and nodded, listening to Shi Yan go downstairs.

While the consciousness was hazy, the sound was infinitely amplified instead.

First came the sound of Shi Yan going downstairs.

He has always been unruly in his work, and the slippers were pulled halfway, making a small rubbing sound.

Shi Yan went downstairs to appease the pebbles that had been locked away for a long time, then poured them into a pile and freeze-dried them with a "crash", and the dog started to gnaw almost simultaneously, sounding quite brittle.

After dealing with the cub, it was the "creak" of the cabinet door opening and the "bang" of the refrigerator door closing. Shi Yan seemed to have cut a piece of cheese as an appetizer.

While he was busy in the kitchen, the sound of pebbles being chewed and freeze-dried in the living room never stopped.

Cheese was placed on a porcelain plate on the marble dining table, and there was a crisp "clink" sound of glass colliding.

In the end, Shi Yan replayed the movement of going downstairs again, this time it was probably because he was holding a wine glass, but he didn't pull his slippers any more.

Perhaps the muscles already had the memory of being rubbed together, but Liu Yichen felt that his body was not too tired, and he didn't feel disgusted by these trivial sounds that disturbed people's dreams.

On the contrary, from the bottom of his heart, he felt a sense of joy in a peaceful and beautiful life. Hearing the sound of Shi Yan going upstairs, he lazily got up with the quilt in his arms and waited to be fed.

As soon as Liu Yichen sat up from the bed, he saw Shi Yan holding the wine glass, his eyes sparkling with a smile: "I didn't have time to say it just now, do you know why there is only a little wine left in this bottle?"

He just patronized labor, now that his mind has calmed down, Shi Yan remembered that he hadn't finished speaking before.

Liu Yichen thought of the conversation that hadn't continued just now, and couldn't help but think of what they had done in those few hours after the conversation was interrupted, blushing and stopped talking: "Drink, why not?"

"Drink it, I drank it, although I didn't drink a few sips."

Shi Yan licked the corners of his lips, feeling that those lost memories are back. It's so good, he bent down and whispered furtively, "I poured the drink on you... I wasted more than half of it... It's so exciting..."

Liu Yichen froze on the spot.

It took up to 60 seconds to restart.

The culprit who caused the system crash took advantage of the chaos to sneak another kiss, and sipped his wine contentedly.

Liu Yichen finally knew why Shi Yan worked so hard for most of the night.

The culprit for his tossing and turning was that bottle of wine.

"You are so white, I think you can try red wine next time, it will definitely look good." Shi Yan was amused by Liu Yichen's stunned reaction, and couldn't help but push forward.

"Where did you learn this!" Liu Yichen frowned.

Mr. Gen Zhengmiao Hongliu, from the red hair to the fingernails, completely forgot how cooperative he was with Shi Yan in the past few hours. After getting out of bed, he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. Endorsement, "Extravagance and waste! Wine pool and meat forest! The dross of capitalism! And I didn't drink a sip!"

After hearing this, Shi Yan couldn't help being amused: "That's what you said about me that night."

Before Liu Yichen realized what day "that night" was, Shi Yan had already sipped the last sip of wine in the glass, put down the glass and kissed him: "In case you say you didn't drink a sip, here, let me try it."

The sweet aroma of wine spread between the lips and teeth.

In Shi Yan's memory, Liu Yichen was wearing a whitish school uniform, and the Liu Yichen in front of him was wrapped in a sheet and had hickey marks on his exposed collarbone. Two Liu Yichens who had spanned decades overlapped in front of him.

He suddenly felt relieved.

In his memory, the big boy in school uniform shrank in his own shell for a long time.

In the past two years or so, he had spent a lot of thought, and felt that he had finally dragged this person out of his shell, but they just didn't mention many things, deceiving themselves that everything was over.

Liu Yichen never really stepped out of the shadows, but just buried those pasts and didn't deal with them.

This amnesia, on the contrary, became some kind of opportunity.

Dig out the fragmented past from the dusty memory and burn it clean.

His dust is finally getting better.

Liu Yichen seemed to be relishing the taste of wine, he was dazed for a while before he patted the bed: "Come here, give me a hug."

Those sleepless nights, dragged into hell by memories, seem to have passed.

When Shi Yan leaned over to hug Liu Yichen, he felt those arms wrapped tightly around the back of his neck, trying his best to pull him close to him.

He didn't know what Liu Yichen was thinking, so he simply didn't say anything and let Liu Yichen hug him.

I don't know how long it took, but Liu Yichen didn't let go of his hand until the dim morning light lit up outside the window.

Cleaners, milk workers, dog walkers, morning exercise ladies, the silent world is suddenly filled with noisy and interesting voices in the world.

If you listen carefully, there is also the voice of a boy and a dog barking.

It seemed that Yue Jiayou, who lived not far away, walked his dog to the downstairs of his house early in the morning.

When Shi Yan and Liu Yichen went to record a variety show together, Zhu Yuan and Yu Run had to follow the itinerary, and the pebbles were too small, so it always made people feel unbearable to throw them away to send samples.

So Yue Jiayou, who got married just after the group disbanded, and took her wedding leave, volunteered to take Xiao Shizi and raise him with his family's Corgi.

Since then, the two dogs have established a deep friendship, and they come to see each other off every morning when they walk the dogs.

"Hmph, let's go! Why are you staring at other people's huskies!"

"Let's go! He is also a public! Does the public know that!"

"Little Shizi, be good! Brother will come to see you tomorrow, don't push me!!"

Yue Jiayou sang a one-man show with two dogs alone.

A corgi and a husky barked more affectionately across the iron gate of the yard.

A paw of the husky cub stuck out from the gap in the iron door, grabbing at Yue Jiayou and refusing to let it go.

Shi Yan muttered in a low voice: "What time is it? Is it five o'clock? Young people are amazing and can make troubles. How about I go down and take care of our dog?"

Yue Jiayou is in his early twenties, Xiaoshizi is not yet half a year old, and the only mature Heheng is two and a half years old this year.

They are indeed young.

Liu Yichen couldn't help complaining: "People get up early, and you stay up all night. Who can make trouble? Besides, Xiaoshizi is not afraid of you, so let me go down."

Since Xiao Shizi came home, this family has been following the policy of strict mother and loving father education. In order to win the dog's favor, Shi Yan, no matter if it is canned or freeze-dried, as long as Xiao Shizi pleases him, he will surrender every minute. After a long time, Xiao Shizi I have already seen through who is the best bully in this family.

However, the two said they were going downstairs, but neither of them moved.

Liu Yichen held Shi Yan in his arms, sniffed hard, buried his face in his neck, and said in a muffled voice, "Ask Auntie Cleaning not to buy this laundry detergent in the future. The old lavender smells better."

It's been a long time since they've used lavender-scented laundry detergent, the last time they changed it was before the wedding.

Shi Yan looked dull at an angle that Liu Yichen couldn't see, his chest heaved violently for a while, took a deep breath, and said cautiously: "Well, I won't buy it."

The movement outside was quieter, it seemed that Zhong Hengchen came back with breakfast after running in the morning, and rescued Yue Jiayou who was kidnapped by a husky cub.

Liu Yichen went on to say: "Sure enough, the neighborhood should be more lively. We moved in too early, so it's more like living now."

The two of them were the first to live in the community. After they moved in, it was like living in a ghost town. It was not until later that there were many more residents.

It wasn't until the uncles and aunts moved in, and there were power struggles among the owners' committees, grievances and grievances in the square dance, and extreme bargaining at the door stalls in the community, that it gradually became lively.

Shi Yan was still in a state of doubt just now, but he didn't even dare to ask, this matter was really confirmed, Liu Yichen remembered.

He pushed away a little, and looked at Liu Yichen as if waking up from a dream: "You remember it?"

Liu Yichen nodded: "Maybe I have to thank that bottle of bar, I suddenly remembered."

Probably that bottle of wine left a deep impression on me last time——

I don't know whether the most profound thing is the shock at Shi Yan's ability to play, or the last kiss accompanied by the aroma of wine. The memory seems to be found, penetrated and disintegrated by the aroma of the wine at the moment when the lips and teeth meet.

Shi Yan was so nervous that he couldn't speak clearly: "Really...? Didn't you lie to me...?"

Liu Yichen looked into his eyes and shook his head lightly: "I didn't lie to you, Shi Yan, I'm back."

Shi Yan's voice was dry, as if he was afraid of losing Liu Yichen again, he hugged him extremely hard: "Welcome home,"

The author has something to say: Regarding the process of drinking, since there is no suitable place to commit the crime, everyone will solve it in their heads, and I will not commit the crime against the wind.

Recently, when it rains, my waist hurts. I can’t sit for a long time and write. It’s difficult to update. I’ll write it when it’s not raining today.