I fall in love by brushing questions [unlimited]

Amnesia is the amnesia of personal identity. Patients with this kind of amnesia usually develop multiple personalities. Since you do not belong to this category, we will not go into it. "

"Then you mean that I can recover my memory?"

Yuan Xitong raised his eyebrows: "Theoretically, that's right. The cerebral hemorrhage caused by the violent collision of the outside world, the amnesia caused by the blood clot pressing the memory nerve, will recover after surgery; but due to severe psychological pressure For amnesia, there is no quick and effective treatment or treatment, usually psychotherapy.

Tan Guangxi was a little puzzled: "Psychotherapy?"

"For example, find out the cause of amnesia, try to adapt to overcome fear through re-contact, and achieve the goal of overcoming symptoms; or use hypnosis, or some other drug means," Yuan Xitong shook his head regretfully: "But the effect is not good. Not very obvious."

Yuan Xitong was very busy, and left in a hurry after seeing a doctor for Tan Guangxi. Before leaving, he simply told him that there are basically two simple ways to treat sleepwalking: find the crux of nervous tension, untangle the crux, and take medicine .

So Tan Guangxi started to take medicine, but the effect was mediocre. Sleepwalking was indeed alleviated to a certain extent, but he still had it from time to time.

This weekend, he came back from school for half a day. As soon as he entered the room, he heard Fu Heyan calling at the door: "Brother Guangxi, brother Guangxi, open the door for me."

He walked to the door and opened it. The next moment, Fu Heyan rushed in with a white porcelain soup cup. He ran and put the soup cup on the coffee table, and then quickly pressed his hands on his ears, getting burned. With a hiss, "I'm scalding to death, I'm scalding to death."

Tan Guangxi closed the door, then turned around and walked over. He looked at the soup cup on the coffee table and asked strangely, "What is this?"

Fu Heyan pulled the chair beside him and sat down politely, and said, "I found a kind of soup. I heard that it is very effective in treating sleepwalking, so I boiled it according to the prescription and brought it to you. Brother Guangxi, hurry up." Drink it while it's hot!" He pushed the soup cup forward as if offering a treasure.

Tan Guangxi was a little surprised, but he still opened the lid of the soup pot as he said. In an instant, a strange smell mixed with the smell of medicine came out. He looked at the stew in the soup pot and couldn't tell what it was. Tuo brown, a little do not want to drink.

"What's in here?"

"There are white radish, Gorgon seed..." He frowned and thought for a while, "What kind of hu... oh, for bupleurum, ginseng..." Immediately afterwards, he said more than a dozen kinds.

Tan Guangxi looked at the strange-tasting medicinal food in his hand with a hesitant expression.

However, Fu Heyan on the opposite side was leaning on his chin and looking at him with bright eyes and full of expectation. He hesitated for a while, and took a sip from the spoon—it was as bad as expected.

But thinking of the other party's kindness, Tan Guangxi frowned and finished his drink.

Originally, he thought that it was just this time anyway, so he swallowed it badly, but he didn't expect Fu Heyan to bring another cup with sparkling eyes the next day.

Tan Guangxi was a little depressed: "What else?"

Fu Heyan took it for granted: "Of course, it must be taken according to the course of treatment to be effective."

From that day on, Fu Heyan brought him a cup of soup on time every day. Tan Guangxi drank it for more than a week, and finally couldn't take it anymore: "I said Heyan," when Fu Heyan brought him the soup again At that time, Tan Guangxi said: "I think I'm almost fine, this medicine, or else forget it?"

Fu Heyan frowned: "But I heard that your sleepwalking is not completely cured yet." He pointed to the underside of Tan Guangxi's eyes: "Look, your dark circles are still so heavy."

Because of sleepwalking attacks from time to time, Tan Guangxi did not have a good rest recently, for fear that he would wake up in the middle of the night and wander into Fu Bochong's room again.

He really didn't want to drink it, but he couldn't bear to brush off Fu Heyan's kindness bluntly, so he thought about it and said: "But look, this medicine doesn't seem to have much effect on me, you have to cook it every day It's quite troublesome, and if I remember correctly, you also have a monthly exam, right?"

Fu Heyan frowned, a little unhappy, he didn't think it was troublesome to cook the medicine, he was too happy to be able to do something for Brother Guangxi, but the problem was that the medicine didn't really seem to be very useful.

Seeing that his expression seemed to be a little loose, Tan Guangxi hurriedly continued his efforts: "I have sleepwalking, and there is no specific medicine, so let's treat it slowly, maybe one day I will be fine."

However, Fu Heyan was not persuaded. He frowned and thought about something for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "Brother Guangxi, is there anything you particularly like to do?"

Tan Guangxi was taken aback by his question: "I really like it?"

Fu Heyan: "Well, you can do what you want to do now, or what you liked to do before."

When Tan Guangxi was asked this way, he was really stunned. After all, he lost his memory and couldn't remember what happened before. He didn't remember what he liked to do at all.And he has only been awake for a few months, and he hasn't even spent a complete four seasons.

Speaking of the four seasons, a hazy scene suddenly appeared in his mind. It seemed that it was a snowy day, and he had a snowball fight in the snow, but the memory was too vague, and he couldn't remember when and with whom. A kind of carefree happiness lingers in my mind.

"Snowball fight," he blurted out subconsciously: "Let's have a snowball fight."

This time it was Fu Heyan who was stunned: "Brother Guangxi, do you want to have a snowball fight?"

It was only at this time that Tan Guangxi realized that it was not early winter yet, so where would there be snow, so he smiled: "I just said it casually."

Fu Heyan didn't say anything, but there was a thoughtful look on his face.

After that, Fu Heyan really stopped for two days and did not bring him soup and medicine. Tan Guangxi thought that the last conversation worked, so he was quite relaxed and happy.

This day happened to be the weekend, and Tan Guangxi had just read his books at school for a long time when he received a call from Fu Heyan.

As soon as the phone was connected, Fu Heyan's soft voice came from the other end: "Brother Guangxi, when are you coming back?"

Tan Guangxi was still staring at the chemistry questions on the paper, and said casually, "Let's go tonight."

"Well... can you come back sooner?"

Tan Guangxi's hand holding the pen paused: "Is there something wrong?"

There seemed to be a pause on the phone for a moment, and then Fu Heyan said: "I have... a few questions for you."

He didn't doubt him, raised his hand and looked at the time: "All right, I'll be back in a while."

When Tan Guangxi returned to Fu's house, it was not yet two o'clock in the afternoon. He walked around the old house twice, but he didn't see Fu Heyan.

He thought that the other party might have gone out temporarily, so he didn't pay much attention. He was going to go upstairs and go back to the room to review his homework first. He didn't expect that when he passed the stairs, he happened to see a figure passing by in the backyard through the glass window, like Fu Heyan. .

He put down the schoolbag in his hand and walked towards the backyard. As soon as he entered the backyard, he saw Fu Heyan squatting on the ground with his back to him, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Tan Guangxi walked over and asked, "What are you doing?"

Fu Heyan was so focused that he was taken aback and almost sat down on the ground: "Guang, brother Guangxi," he stammered, "Why did you come back so early?" Then he hid something in his hand behind.

Seeing his nervous look, Tan Guangxi couldn't help being amused: "Why are you so mysterious?"

Fu Heyan licked his lower lip: "No...no why, then what, you go back to your room first, I'll call you later."

Tan Guangxi saw that he was hiding and didn't know what he was doing, but he didn't care too much, and went back to the room according to his words.

He did less than half a set of questions in the room before he received a message from Fu Heyan asking him to go downstairs to the backyard.

Tan Guangxi felt strange, but he didn't think too much about it. After finishing the problem in his hand, he slowly went down the stairs, bypassed the living room and went to the backyard.

However, as soon as he entered the backyard, he was completely stunned. He saw that in the lush and lush yard just now, there was a heavy snowfall. The snow had accumulated on the ground in a thick layer, more than half a foot thick.

Fu Heyan stood in the snow, the tip of his nose was red from the cold, he looked at Tan Guangxi, his eyes filled with crescents of laughter: "Brother Guangxi," he called out, "Are you happy?"

38. Game console

◎Are you afraid of me? ◎

Tan Guangxi walked forward, stepped into the yard step by step, his shoes creaked in the thick snow.

The heavy snow fell on the branches, and thick tree hangs accumulated.

He raised his hand, and the snowflakes melted quickly when they fell on his hands, but the cold temperature and a little snow water on the palm clearly proved that these were real, not just VR images.

Fu Heyan actually made an artificial snowfall, but now the sky is cloudless and the altitude is not high enough. How did he do it?

However, before he had time to think about it, a huge snowball flew towards his mask and smashed into his face, interrupting his thoughts.

"Brother Guangxi," Fu Heyan's chirping voice came from the opposite side: "Let's have a snowball fight!"

Tan Guangxi wiped the snow water off his face, and the fallen snow fell into his collar, making him shiver from the cold.

However, before he could react, the next snowball hit him head-on again.

After being hit in the face by two snowballs one after another, Tan Guangxi's feeling of emotion that had just risen in his heart was drowned out in an instant.

"Wait!" He yelled, squatted down and began to roll snowballs, but just half way through, the third snowball slammed towards him again, hitting the front door.

Fu Heyan was laughing, and when he looked up, he saw that Tan Guangxi had already raised the snowball in his hand, which was three times the size of the ones in his previous group