On the day of the divorce, Lao Gong lost his memory

The rain stopped in the middle of the afternoon.

The heat in the air was taken away by the rain, and there was a hint of coolness in the thin water vapor.

A rainbow spans the sky, with the blue sky at one end and the sparkling lake at the other.

Occasionally, birds fly across the sky, and mandarin ducks cross the lake, adding a touch of agility to the beauty of the lake and sky.

At some point, Shan Cen, who was sitting by the window, had already forgotten the book in his hand, and only the natural beauty outside the window remained in his icy blue eyes.

The young man was wearing a slightly loose white T-shirt and a pair of light gray sweatpants. He exuded a leisurely temperament. He just sat quietly by the window.

The person who was called to notify Shan Cen hesitated for a moment, not daring to approach him.

In the end, Shan Cen noticed that someone was looking at him, and when he looked back, he found that it was one of the bodyguards who were thrown in the morning.

His expression moved slightly, "What's the matter?"

The bodyguard cursed at himself secretly, and said: "The studio is ready, Mr. Lin invites you to come over."

Shan Cen raised his eyebrows.

If he remembered correctly, all he wanted was a sketchbook and pencils.

"Why did you suddenly get a studio?"

The bodyguard bowed his head and remained silent.

Shan Cen also knew that they were following orders and couldn't ask anything, so he got up and said, "Where are you?"

"downstairs."

Shan Cen followed the bodyguard downstairs, and finally stopped in front of a closed door.

"here?"

The bodyguard nodded and made a 'please' gesture.

Shan Cen didn't ask any more questions, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

With just one glance, he couldn't help but laugh.

It is said to be a studio, but in fact there are only two easels and a small shelf of paint brushes.

The things are placed in the corner by the floor-to-ceiling windows, so that they can be exposed to the sun as soon as the sun comes out every day.

Then within a few days, the paint will be dried and hardened.

He stepped in and said to Lin Lu who was standing beside him, "Is this the studio you mentioned?"

Lin Lu coughed a little guilty, and asked instead, "Do you like it?"

Shan Cen had already walked to the drawing board with the drawing paper, smiled, and said, "I like it."

Lin Lu immediately changed his expression, changed his previous apprehension, and said happily, "I knew you would like it."

He walked to Shan Cen's side, and said courteously, "Tell me what's missing."

Shan Cen nodded, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Lin Lu put his arms around his shoulders, "Do you want to try it first?"

Shan Cen looked up at the rainbow that had faded out of the window, and said, "Okay!"

"Do you need my help?" Lin Lu smiled, "I can be a model."

Shan Cen subconsciously wanted to say no, but changed his mind after a second thought.

"Yes," he said.

Then he pointed to the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling windows kindly, "Go, lie there, oh, remember to take it off..." While speaking, his eyes fell on Lin Lu as if nothing was there. He was wearing a white shirt today, and put on The outline of the figure is extremely prominent.

The corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, "Not one thing is left."

"..." Lin Lu.

Lin Lu was already dumbfounded.

He thought that Shan Cen would get annoyed and tell him to 'get out', but he didn't expect Shan Cen to get on, and to put it this way... Frankly, he had nothing to say for a while.

Shan Cen's smile deepened, "Why don't you go?"

"..."

Lin Lu came back to his senses, he first showed a big smile at Shan Cen, then looked at Shan Cen leisurely, and said with a smile, "What's the point of me taking off alone, how about our big painter Shan also come together?"

As he said that he was about to do it himself, Shan Cen subconsciously backed away, but because he was too anxious to notice the easel next to him, he almost fell down.

"careful!"

Lin Lu reacted quickly, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he wrapped his arms around the waist in front of him, and then his subordinates forcefully pushed the man forward, and locked him tightly in his arms.

Shan Cen's unique refreshing breath immediately diffused in his nostrils, and people couldn't help but want to take two more breaths.

Shan Cen bumped into a hard chest suddenly, and was taken aback. After realizing it, he was a little embarrassed, and subconsciously wanted to push him away.

Finally, the baby was in his arms, but Lin Lu was not willing to let go, but hugged him even tighter.

He drooped his eyelashes slightly, with a scorching teasing in his eyes, "Why are you running? Huh?"

Shan Cen's face was obviously flushed, but his tone was still strong, "I didn't run away."

Lin Lu was perfunctory, "Oh."

Shan Cen: "..."

He felt that he might have thought too much, otherwise he would have heard the hidden message in just one word, I don't believe it.

But Lin Lu didn't worry about it, but asked, "What's the baby's suggestion to me?"

Shan Cen: "..."

not so good!

Taking advantage of Lin Lu's inattention, he pushed the person away, then calmly walked aside and pretended to start painting. He turned his back to the person and said sternly: "I want to paint, you go out!"

Lin Lu's tone was aggrieved, "Didn't you want to paint me?"

"Lin Lu." Shan Cen called him.

This cry was light and light, without any deterrent effect.

But Lin Lu heard the threat from it.

In order not to stay alone at night, Lin Lu could only compromise, "Then I'll go to Nanhu, come back before dinner, remember to wait for me."

Shan Cen: "Yes."

Lin Lu continued to advise: "If you are tired, go back to your room to rest. If you need anything, tell the bodyguard, and you can also find me."

For the first time, Shan Cen felt that this person was really long-winded, "Got it."

Lin Lu rubbed his hair, "Good boy."

-

After leaving the nursing home, Lin Lu did not immediately go to Nanhu to pick up the case, but diverted to a private villa with a large area and a small population.

As soon as they walked to the door, they heard heated discussions coming from inside.

"I think this plan is the best, and it should be followed."

"Doctor Zhang, I think it's better to stay the same."

……

Lin Lu frowned.

Just as he was about to ask what was going on, a voice called him from the side.

"Mr. Lin."

Lin Lu paused to follow the prestige, and saw Yao Mi flashing out from the side with a dignified expression, "Boss Lin, can I take a few minutes of your time?"

Lin Lu glanced at the people who were discussing fiercely in the room, then turned and walked towards the garden.

Yao Mi followed.

Standing on the open lawn, Lin Lu asked, "What's the matter?"

Yao Mi didn't beat around the bush, and said straight to the point: "You've also seen that, from here onwards, a group of people have been arguing for so long, but they haven't even figured it out, let alone a treatment plan."

"If this continues, it will only delay the patient's condition."

Lin Lu didn't comment, but asked, "Doctor Yao have any suggestions?"

Yao Mi didn't even think about it, "Continue with the previous treatment plan, and strengthen the patient's memory hypnosis and suggestion."

Lin Lu sized Yao Mi up, and said with a worried look on his face, "I seem to have said that we need to restore the patient's memory."

"..."

A flash of impatience flashed in Yao Mi's eyes, she never expected that Lin Lu would still be so stubborn after she said so much.

"But this is a wrong decision." She said aggressively, "Do you want him to live in painful memories forever and suffer every day?"

"Obviously there is a better way, as long as you can get a peaceful life with a small price, but you gave it up because of yourself."

Yao Mi spoke righteously, "Boss Lin, you can't be so selfish."

If it weren't for these two days, Lin Lu might really be touched.

He has seen the benefits of hypnosis before. People who were originally lifeless have regained their calm due to the change of memory, and their lives seem to have returned to the right track.

But who ever thought about Shan Cen's own thoughts?

He passively accepts the memories that don't belong to him, and lives according to the path planned by others.

Is this kind of life still his own?

Shan Cen has now recovered his memory, and his emotions are still unstable, but Lin Lu knows that he is trying to adapt and fighting against the darkness in his heart.

As the closest person, of course he needs unconditional support.

Instead of drawing a shadow in his heart in the name of his good.

Lin Lu's eyes turned cold, and the aura around him instantly crushed away. He looked straight at Yao Mi and asked, "Dr. Yao, I'm curious, why are you so obsessed with continuing the previous treatment plan?"

Still after he so clearly refused.

Yao Mi took a step back in shock from Lin Lu's sudden burst of coercion, but her professionalism made her calm down quickly. She said, "I just give the most suitable treatment plan based on the patient's condition."

As she spoke, she looked up at Lin Lu and said, "It is undeniable that the treatment is effective, right?"

Lin Lu nodded, "Yes."

He lowered his eyes and said, "So I'd like to trouble Dr. Yao to show me the treatment plan. If nothing unexpected..."

A smile finally appeared on Yao Mi's face, "I'll send it to Mr. Lin immediately."

After speaking, he hurried into the villa.

Lin Lu glanced thoughtfully, then turned and walked in the direction he came from.

-

Shan Cen got the medical records before dinner.

Arranged in two file pockets, each is thick.

Shan Cen was taken aback when he saw it, and then his expression cracked, "So many?"

Lin Lu was so cute by his rare expression, and explained with a smile, "One is for the doctor, and the other is for my records."

Shan Cen remembered that he said that he was present every time he was treated.

It appears to be true.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Lin Lu is as good as others, "serve my wife!"

Shan Cen: "..."

Shan Cen glared at him, but a suspicious blush suddenly appeared on the base of his ear.

He didn't read it right away, but had dinner with Lin Lu first, and took a walk in the yard for a while to digest before returning to his room.

Of course Lin Lu wanted to follow, but Shan Cen refused. Lin Lu had no choice but to agree, but he needed someone to guard the door.

Shan Cen has no objection, once the door is closed, it doesn't matter.

When he returned to the room, he didn't put them in order, but took out the two copies together, and then compared them in chronological order to find the differences.

He didn't know if this was really useful, but in order to prevent future troubles, he could only prevent the slightest chance of getting out, and never let go of the slightest possibility.

Shan Cen concentrates on what he does, and he can keep working when no one disturbs him.

So when he came back to his senses, he found that the time had already passed 09:30.

Lin Lu did not come back.

He stood up, moved his hands and feet, and left the room.

The bodyguard dutifully guarded the door, and immediately got up to say hello when he came out.

Shan Cen: "Where's Lin Lu?"

Bodyguard: "Mr. Lin has something to go out, tell you to rest first, don't wait for him."

Shan Cen frowned, "Did you say where to go?"

The bodyguard shook his head, "No."

Shan Cen didn't ask any more questions, and went downstairs to drink a glass of water.

Looking at the lake outside the restaurant, he suddenly became interested, changed his shoes and went out.

Seeing the bodyguard following up, he refused, "I'll just walk by the lake for a while, no need to follow."

The bodyguard insisted, "Boss Lin, tell me, we can't be away from you."

Shan Cen frowned, but after thinking about Lin Lu's good intentions, he said, "Then you guys stay away."

This is not a problem, the bodyguard readily complied.

People living in nursing homes are more or less patients who need recuperation or special care.

So at this point in time, the lakeside, which was supposed to be the most suitable place for a walk, was empty.

Only Yingyingzhuo's tree reflections and the sound of water hammering due to the tide.

very quiet.

Let Shan Cen's uneasy mood because of the medical records gradually settle down.

So far, there is not a single word in the medical records about his confession.

He is very happy.

In that case, as long as he said one more sentence, it would cause unnecessary trouble.

In other words, the psychiatrist who treated him back then was very strong and did not allow him to break through the psychological defense line when he was unconscious.

Thinking of this, his steps suddenly stopped.

In this case, why didn't he find the psychiatrist from back then?

In this way, there is no need to be cautious about saying something wrong, but Lin Lu's worries can also be relieved.