Morbid domestication

The author has something to say: You starfish, you can only give it to me. (no)

This is my No.20 day living in this villa.

I'm sitting on the sofa right now, looking at the kind-faced middle-aged woman opposite me - that's the doctor Feng Jue found.

Feng Jue did what he said, and he acted quickly. Not only the doctor, but even the room I'm in now was sorted out last night.

Beige carpets, warm yellow wallpapers, soft fabric sofas, and even a comfortable sofa lounge chair, the decoration of the whole room looks warm and relaxing.

This is a room specially designed for me as a treatment room.

The middle-aged woman in front of me stretched out her hand to me with a smile, "Mr. Xu, my name is Li Jing, and I am your attending doctor. You can call me Dr. Li."

I hesitated before shaking it back: "Hello, Dr. Li, I'm Xu Tangyi."

After letting go of his hand, Dr. Li smiled and said to me: "From today onwards, I will be responsible for helping Mr. Xu recover his memory as soon as possible, but it requires your high cooperation."

"Er.. ok."

I agreed casually, and looked at Dr. Li in front of me calmly. I always had a strange feeling in my heart. I had an intuition that doctors should not be like this. The other party was empty-handed, not even a bag.

I asked the doubts in my heart: "Doctor Li, there is no need to help me restore my memory..." I thought for a while before continuing, "...Don't you need to check with an instrument first?"

"Mr. Xu, you must have undergone a precise examination before you were discharged from the hospital. There is nothing wrong with your body now. Regarding your amnesia..." Dr. Li smiled: "We can try to use some help you in other ways."

"Other ways?" I wondered.

"Yes, to put it simply, I will use the method of chatting to let you fall asleep in a relaxed state. In your sleep, use some methods to try to wake up the deep memory in your brain."

"Chatting? Falling asleep?" I always feel that this matter is very unreliable, and it is full of weirdness.

"Mr. Xu, you can try to lie down on this recliner now, and then do as I tell you."

I hesitated for a moment, half-believingly got up and lay down on the sofa and recliner. Although the sofa was indeed as comfortable as I expected, my whole body was stiff due to tension.

"Mr. Xu, please close your eyes now."

Although I didn't agree with it in my heart, I did it out of courtesy to the doctor.

"Relax, don't resist my instructions, yes, that's it, relax, it's good! Now you can imagine that there is a door in front of you..."

Dr. Li's voice became more and more ethereal, and my consciousness became more and more blurred...

This is my No.20 seven days of living in this villa.

Dr. Li's treatment also lasted for seven days, and my memory seemed to be recovering vaguely.

I remembered the encounter between me and Feng Jue in the Tulip Garden. I seemed to be exactly as Feng Jue said, wearing a white shirt and holding a book.

I remembered that I was in front of a white piano, after playing a complex and beautiful piano piece, Feng Jue confessed his love to me with a bouquet of tulips.

I remembered that I was often in the studio of the villa, drawing something on the canvas with a brush dipped in oil paint, while Feng Jue watched quietly from the side.

I remember being hugged by Feng Jue on the top floor, kissing quietly under the starry sky.

I remember some clips of us getting along in the villa, we ate together, read books, plain and warm.

I don't remember many things, just these few vague fragments, but these few fragments are enough to show that Feng Jue didn't lie to me.

It turned out that we were really lovers.

This is my No.30 two days of living in this villa.

The treatment is still going on, and more and more things come to mind, all of which are specific fragmented memories. Although these memories are incoherent, they have gradually become clear from the beginning of blur, until now they have been deeply engraved in my mind.

Everything I can think of, without exception, is related to Feng Jue.

I feel that I have become very strange recently. In fact, after waking up from amnesia, I have always had complicated feelings about Feng Jue.

I depend on him, but I can't help but fear him instinctively, but now the emotion of dependence is still there, and the feeling of fear is almost gone.

On the contrary, I can't help but want to be close to Feng Jue, want to see him, want to talk to him, want to be with him all the time.

I remember that half a month ago I swore never to enter Feng Jue's study room again, but now I have to accompany Feng Jue to work in the study room almost every night.

We are not talkative people, usually only the sound of keyboards and the occasional flipping of books in the study.

Feng Jue was handling the work, and I was quietly reading a book at the side. Occasionally, when I looked up, I would meet Feng Jue's eyes, and the two of us would smile at each other and continue with the matter in hand.

Such a scene is very similar to those fragments I recalled, quiet and warm.

It's also fascinating.

I think I'm gradually remembering my love for Feng Jue.

This is the No.30 four days I lived in this villa.

Today is Feng Jue's rare rest day, I woke up early in the morning, thinking that I could be with Feng Jue all day today, I feel inexplicably happy.

After getting up and washing, I opened the closet, and my fingertips slid over the hangers full of clothes, and finally stopped on a white shirt with good texture. I hesitated, and took it out neatly.

Feng Jue likes me wearing a white shirt very much, and the old me also likes it very much.

After I got dressed, I almost trotted downstairs. I had a good look at the white tulips waiting to bloom yesterday. After one night, it should be a good time to bloom now.

I want to take advantage of the dew on the flowers to cut off a few of the most beautiful and freshest ones and give them to Feng Jue.

I stayed in the garden for almost an hour before I selected six tulips that were impeccable in shape and color.

When I walked briskly into the villa with the dewy tulips in my hands, Feng Jue had already gotten up, and he was sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking down at the tablet in his hand.

Feng Jue was wearing a dark blue cotton home clothes, the sharp temperament of the past has faded a little, the whole person looks gentle and harmless, and looks extraordinarily homely.

I was in a better mood, so I quickly walked over to say hello: "Sir~"

Feng Jue looked away from the tablet, raised his head and gave me a gentle smile: "Xiaoyi."

My mood improved, I held the flowers in front of Feng Jue and asked, "Are you looking good, sir?"

Feng Jue took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at it carefully, and then said seriously: "The flowers Xiaoyi chose are very beautiful."

After getting an affirmative answer, I raised the corner of my mouth uncontrollably, and handed the flower to Feng Jue: "Then give it to Mr.

"Give it to me?" Feng Jue took the flowers with a smile, "To receive flowers from the little prince early in the morning, today should be my lucky day."

Feng Jue is always not stingy with love words, but no matter how many times I hear it, I feel embarrassed.

I turned away and didn't dare to look at Feng Jue, and asked in a calm tone: "Sir, where do you want to put it? I can help you."

"En..." Feng Jue seemed to think for a few seconds before seriously replying, "How about putting it on the bedside of my bedroom?"

"Okay, then I'll help Mr. trim it." I got excited and was about to call Zhang Bo to get tools, when I saw that the other party had already brought a vase and scissors with great eyesight.

I took the scissors from Zhang Bo, and put the vase and flowers on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and I sat directly on the floor covered with woolen carpet.

The morning sun was just right, and it shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows on one side. While carefully pruning the flower branches in my hand, I chatted with Feng Jue next to me.

"Sir, are you tired from work? I think you seemed very busy the past two days, and you even came home much later..."

"I'm not tired, everything has been dealt with..." Feng Jue asked again: "What? I mean, it's because I came back late these two days and I can't accompany you unhappy?"

"I don't have any..." I shyly denied in embarrassment, "I'm just afraid that you are too tired, sir..."

Feng Jue smiled: "I won't be too busy for a while, I can come back early every day to accompany my little prince."

My hands that were putting flowers in the vase trembled, and my face became hot. After a while, I finally found my voice: "Sir, that's not what I meant..."

"Okay, Xiaoyi doesn't mean that, it's because I want to stay with Xiaoyi..."

Now I don't know what to say, I turned my head away, avoided Feng Jue's extraordinarily fiery eyes, and tried to focus on the flower branch in my hand, but my heart was pounding violently.

After a while, Feng Jue asked again: "What does Xiao Yi want to do today? I can accompany you."

What i want to do

In the past two weeks, I have spent most of my daytime in the treatment, and after each treatment, I always feel dizzy for a long time. Dr. Li said that this is a symptom of the brain recovering, let me not pay attention, etc. Every time I wake up, Feng Jue will come back, and I will stay with Feng Jue until I rest.

So now when I was asked what I wanted to do, I thought about it for a while, and found that I really didn't know what to do, so I had to ask, "What do you want to do, sir?"

"Can I listen to Xiaoyi play the piano?"

"Okay." After thinking for a while, I readily agreed.

But speaking of the piano, I haven’t seen Ren Yan for a long time. It’s kind of funny to say it. When Ren Yan left last time, he said that he would bring me cookies made by his sister. It turned out that it’s been almost half a month. He has never been here, and I actually miss him a little bit.

I put the last trimmed tulip into the vase, and turned to ask Feng Jue: "Sir, when can Teacher Ren come again?"

The smile on Feng Jue's face seemed to fade a bit, he didn't answer my question, but asked instead: "Do you like him?"

"Like it."

I answered honestly, I really like Ren Yan, not only because of the interesting lectures he gave, but also because we had a good conversation last time, and I think Ren Yan can be regarded as my friend now.

The smile on Feng Jue's face completely disappeared.

He looked at me without blinking, and there seemed to be some emotions hidden in his eyes, which I couldn't understand, but I just felt something was wrong instinctively.

I'm not used to such a sudden silence, and Feng Jue looked a little strange, I was hesitant to ask the other party what's wrong, when I heard Feng Jue speak.

His voice was very calm, so calm that he didn't seem to have any emotions, but the words seemed to be wrapped in magic, which made my heart tremble when I heard it, and I almost wanted to bow my head and obey my ears.

"You can't like it."

Feng Jue said every word, like a love language, more like an order.

"If you like it small, you can only give it to me."