Daylight past

In April, Haishi was humid and rainy. After the Tomb-sweeping Day, the rain began to fall non-stop, and there were many light rains. Similar to it, there were many, many fans of Wen Nian.

Most of them were discussing how Wen Nian fell off the stage and hit his head while performing on a variety show.

Although he sought medical treatment in time after the incident, and the program group's confidentiality work was relatively perfect, there were still photos of the scene after the incident.

In the photo, Wen Nianzhi's white face was only the size of a palm. He was sitting on the ground surrounded by people. He lowered his head, revealing a fragile snow-white neck. His black hair drooped on his cheeks, and his forehead was bright red. , red and white staggered, people look shocking.

Just this photo was circulated by Wanzhuan.

As a fan of Wen Nian, who doesn't feel distressed? Some denounced the program group's safety issues, and some asked anxiously on Wen Nian's Weibo. Wen Nian's Weibo has not been online for two months, and fans went to Wen Nian's manager to comment and leave messages.

Finally, four hours after the incident, Wen Nian posted a photo on Weibo, which he hadn't logged in for a long time.

The square-inch photo was presented on the screen, and Wen Nian was frozen in pixels. He was wearing a beige loose shirt, and he was sitting on the sofa. His forehead was covered with a section of snow-white gauze. He was very thin, holding a khaki pillow in his hand , the pointed chin was knocked into the softness, and the corners of the mouth were raised, revealing a small canine tooth.

The text description on the picture is, peace of mind.

Within 1 minute, there were over [-] comments on Weibo.

On this day, the words "Wen Nian An Xin" became a hot search.

Outside the VIP ward of the Central Hospital, Gu Yiming frowned and took a deep breath. Xiang Li came here in a hurry. Seeing him like this, he asked, "What's wrong, is Wen Nian okay?"

Gu Yiming pursed his white lips, shook his head, and said in a low voice, "I've been in a daze since I woke up. I took a photo with us just now, and now I changed my clothes and fell asleep."

Xiang Li is Wen Nian's manager. She just got married the week before and was still on her honeymoon when she heard the news of Wen Nian's accident. Such rhetoric.

Amnesia... Wen Nian has lost his memory.

He didn't even remember his own name, and Xiang Li had come here in a big storm, but this was the first time he encountered it.

Gu Yiming, as Wen Nian's assistant, also had a face full of self-blame. He looked at Xiang Li with a guilty expression on his always resolute face. He said, "I wish I could have been more careful and take good care of him at that time." gone."

Xiang Li looked at him, sighed, and she said: "What's the use of saying this now, let me ask you, after Wen Nian woke up just now, besides not remembering what he said, did he say anything else?"

Gu Yiming was stunned for a few seconds, thoughts flashed across his face, he frowned, and recalled with difficulty, "It seems that I said, after waking up, I said something, all the years are safe."

The rain in Haishi was still falling, and the damp and billowing mist gathered on the window panes. When the twilight fell, the sky had become a starless night, and the lights in the ward came on silently. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in her ears, she opened her eyes, and saw the person sitting up on the bed.

It was Wen Nian, her body was wrapped in a large blue and white hospital gown, her back was a piece of bone, through the fabric, she seemed to be able to see the bony, she felt a pain in her heart, and called out Wen Nian, the other party seemed lost in the The young rabbit in the forest looked back at her as if frightened.

Xiang Li has never seen Wen Nian like this before. In her impression, this top-notch trafficker has always been arrogant. Even if she pretends to be friendly and cute in front of fans, she has a weird temper in front of them. cranky.

They looked at each other, Wen Nian's eyes were full of strangeness and timidity, Xiang Li didn't move, Wen Nian didn't move, his expression was blunt, after a few deep breaths, Xiang Li spoke first, she said: " Hello, I am your manager, my name is Xiang Li."

As she spoke, Xiang Li stretched out her hand towards Wen Nian. The woman's palm was soft and white. There was a silver ring wrapped around her ring finger. The palm was turned upside down and presented in front of Wen Nian. She softened her voice and said slowly: "You can trust me , I used to take care of everything for you, Wen Nian."

It can be seen with the naked eye that Wen Nian's expression changed, his tensed and pushed inward jaw slowly relaxed, his white lips parted slightly, he raised his hand, carefully pressed his palm against it, and softly called out Xiang Li's name.

Xiang Li smiled, and she looked at Wen Nian, saw the unbelievably soft smile on his slender face, saw his slender eyelashes trembling as if fragile and helpless, and saw a section of his white side when he lowered his head. Neck, seeing his obedient and docile appearance, after all, I often let out a sigh of relief.

Although she lost her memory, it was still within her control, and Wen Nian, who had lost her memory, made it even more worry-free.

Wen Nian stayed in the hospital for two days. When he was discharged, the outside was crowded with fans. He was wearing a windbreaker. Gu Yiming and several other bodyguards protected him, as if they were catching a small quail. got in the car.

He was sitting in the car, looking out the window, he could actually see his general outline in the blurred window shadow, as long as he got closer, he could hear the more enthusiastic fans screaming outside the car, he was startled, The hands resting on the glass were slightly staggered, and Wen Nian asked Xiang Li beside him, "Has it always been like this?"

Xiang Li patted him on the shoulder, "You are a big star, you are like this everywhere you go, don't go out casually in the future, tell me and Gu Yiming what you need."

Wen Nian nodded obediently, he didn't talk much, most of the time he was in a daze, staring at one place, the whole person looked like a portrait painted with heavy ink, with a snow-white face and bright red lips.

Back at Wen Nian's residence, it was a high-rise apartment. Gu Yiming took him upstairs. When he reached the door, he smiled and said, "Fortunately, the door lock was made with fingerprints, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to go home now."

Wen Nian lowered his head and opened the door with his thumb, and with a loud vibration, the door swung open.

He didn't go in first, but turned his head to look at Gu Yiming and Xiang Li, his eyes were very pale, the overhead light in front of the door cast white light, shadows intertwined, and small shadows were cast under his eye sockets, his pointed chin leaned gently Here, he watched without blinking, was the infant animal's nascent dependency.

Xiang Li had no choice but to go in first, and Gu Yiming entered the room after him. When he walked in, he said strangely: "Wen Nian, you didn't allow us to come in before. I have been with you for three years, and this is the first time Come to your house."

"Really?" Wen Nian responded, stretched out his hand to touch his face, and said softly, "Did I have a bad temper before?"

"It's not bad, it's just..." Before Gu Yiming finished speaking, Xiang Li's arm was rubbed and pinched, his words stopped abruptly, and Xiang Li went on: "You just prefer to be alone That’s why we don’t usually come when it’s okay.”

Wen Nian should be rather vague, and after hearing it, he foolishly believed it.

Xiang Li and the others talked with Wen Nian for a while, then took him around the house and found their phone numbers on the phone for him before leaving.

After they left, Wen Nian sat on the sofa for a while, his head was empty, like the barren wasteland after the bombing of the Communist Party of China, with nothing left.

He just sat like this, not knowing what to do next. After a few minutes, his body fell down, sank into the sofa, curled up slowly, and became a small ball of dried shrimp.

The next day, Gu Yiming came to his house and looked at the door for a long time before Wen Nian came to open the door. He came in with a food box and muttered, "What were you doing just now? Why did you open the door after I rang the doorbell for a long time?"

Wen Nian was still wearing yesterday's clothes, his hair was disheveled, he hiccuped, a little embarrassed, he pointed to the door, and said to Gu Yiming: "I can't open the door, it's been a long time."

Gu Yiming sighed, looking at Wen Nian's appearance, he felt a little sad in his heart,

He softened his voice and said to Wen Nian: "Go and brush your teeth first, I bought you tofu flower and steamed buns."

Wen Nian didn't feel it at first, but when he heard Gu Yiming's words and smelled the smell of food, his eyes lit up, he showed his small pointed canine teeth, and there was a dimple on one cheek.

He brushed his teeth and sat down to eat. He took a bite of the xiaolongbao, and because the soup inside scalded his tongue, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and raised his hand to fan himself. He swallowed a xiaolongbao for a long time, put it in his mouth and gently Chew lightly.

Gu Yiming looked sideways, wondering in his heart, only felt that after Wen Nian lost his memory, he really changed completely, he was well-behaved and sensible, and he ate a lot more politely.

After breakfast, Gu Yiming packed up the lunch box. After Wen Nian was full, he became a little sluggish, leaning on the sofa and dazed for a while.

Gu Yiming walked up to him, called out softly, Wen Nian raised his head, and Gu Yiming said to him: "Xiang Li, she has pushed some announcements for you, and that variety show has also been put on hold, what she means It is to let you rest at home for a while, and let me show you your previous performances."

Wen Nian blinked twice, she had a good temper, and agreed to everything.

Gu Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, took out the tablet and showed Wen Nian his previous performances.

Before his debut, Wen Nian was a resident singer in a bar. Later, he participated in the audition and became a blockbuster. He became a popular traffic star. Afterwards, he released albums, performed idol dramas and held concerts non-stop. The agency seemed to want to squeeze him dry. As usual, she continued to invest in him, and then stripped him back like skin and bones.

Two dramas a year, one record, fifteen concerts, and various magazine shoots, commercial performances, and variety shows. He barely sleeps for two hours a day. The continuous work schedule also makes his temper More surly.

But at this moment, Wen Nian, who had washed off the lead and was wearing a beige loose shirt, sank into the soft sofa. He was still wrapping around the pillows, covering more than half of himself. He was staring at Wen Nian on the tablet, staring at the stage. Looking at Wen Nian in the bright light, the look in his eyes seemed to be staring at a stranger, someone completely different from him.

A faint shadow flashed across his face, he turned his head to look at Gu Yiming, and said softly: "He looks so tired."

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