Morbid domestication

This is my No. 12 day waking up in this bedroom.

Since that night, the relationship between Feng Jue and I has grown closer.

In fact, Feng Jue has always been very kind to me. What I mean by intimacy is that I started to respond to Feng Jue on his own initiative. I will wait for him to come home at night, and I will occasionally pick up food for him during meals, and I will occasionally ask him. He asked if he was tired today.

Under these small actions of mine, Feng Jue seemed to treat me better.

Feng Jue was going out as usual in the morning, so I sent him to the door and said, "Goodbye, sir."

Feng Jue smiled, pulled me with one hand, and rubbed my head affectionately with the other hand: "Wait for me at home obediently, if there is anything you can ask Uncle Zhang to contact me."

I lowered my head, held back what I wanted to say, and finally just repeated it: "Okay."

"Okay Xiaoyi, go back quickly, it's cool in the morning."

"Ok."

Feng Jue finally squeezed my hand, took another deep look at me, and then turned around and got into the black commercial vehicle behind him.

I stood where I was, watching the car start, watching it drive away, and watching it get smaller and smaller in my sight until it disappeared at the end of the road.

I watched the only road stretching into the distance, and on both sides of the road was the land with weeds and shrubs - the villa I was in seemed to appear here abruptly, without any traces of human activities in the front, back, left, and right sides.

Why did Feng Jue buy a villa here?Maybe it wasn't bought at all, but built on purpose.

That's even more strange, why did Feng Jue choose such a place?

"Mr. Xu, we should go back." Uncle Zhang's voice sounded beside him.

My train of thought was interrupted, I glanced at Uncle Zhang with a professional smile, then at the door, and asked tentatively, "Uncle Zhang, I want to go for a walk, is that okay?"

Uncle Zhang's expression didn't change at all, and he replied: "Mr. Xu, your body has not fully recovered, and you are not suitable for blowing. Sir, I must let you stay at home."

It was the expected answer, but I still felt uncomfortable.

Uncle Zhang looked down at the watch in his hand again, looked up, and continued to remind me dutifully: "Mr. Xu, it will be nine o'clock soon, and it's time for you to exercise."

From nine o'clock to ten o'clock, it was written on the form, and I exercised for an hour a day.

"I'll wear an extra coat to make sure I won't catch a cold. I just want to go for a walk or jog. I also run on the treadmill. Running outside is considered fitness, isn't it?" I said unwillingly.

"Mr. Xu, if you go out and catch the cold, sir will punish us."

"Then you call your husband and say that I want to go out now." I thought of what I said just before Feng Jue left, and added: "Didn't the gentleman just say that if there is anything, can you help contact him?"

Zhang Bo didn't move, and still had a decent smile on his face: "Mr. Xu, I think you don't want to be disturbed by this kind of thing, so please don't embarrass me."

Uncle Zhang's reticent attitude made me very annoyed, but I can also see that today I will not walk out of this door no matter what I say.

I stopped talking, just lowered my face, and walked back without saying a word.

"Mr. Xu, that's not the direction of the gym." Uncle Zhang's voice came from behind again.

I stopped, took a few deep breaths, and tried to suppress the anger that was about to burst out. After a while, I turned around and looked at Uncle Zhang, and deliberately mocked: "I don't feel well today, so I don't want to exercise, I don't want to study, and I don't want to go to school. I don't want to go to the studio, I just want to go back to the bedroom and sleep, is that okay?"

After I finished speaking, I didn't wait for Uncle Zhang to reply, I turned around and strode towards the villa.

I walked fast, and almost ran at the back. I ran to the villa, and under Aunt Li's astonished eyes, I stomped up to the second floor, and then ran to my bedroom, opened, closed, and locked the door. All in one go.

I leaned against the bedroom door and listened to the movement outside. After a while, I didn't hear the sound of Uncle Zhang following up. I was slightly relieved, and then I walked into the bedroom.

I was lying on the soft bed, thinking back to Zhang Bo's unchanging smile just now, there was an expression that could almost be said to be cracked, and I finally felt a little bit of joy in my heart.

In the past ten days since I woke up, Uncle Zhang has always been by my side, reminding me all the time, no, or supervising me to do such and such things. Such airtight surveillance made me feel uncomfortable. It has been accumulated until now, and it is almost overwhelming that I can't breathe, and today I finally vented a little bit.

I was secretly happy for a while, and then I started staring at the ceiling in a daze. Time passed by, and my impulsive brain gradually calmed down. I guess, if Zhang Bo didn't come up, he was calling Feng Jue again?

Feng Jue.

This name made a lot of noise in my mind, actually I know very well that the reason why Zhang Bo did this must be because of Feng Jue's request.

And for some reason, even though Feng Jue was very kind to me, I still didn't dare to get angry with him.

I can only implicate my pent-up anger from not going out for a long time to Uncle Zhang.

I couldn't help but think - why didn't Feng Jue let me go out?

I have been confused for a long time, and now that I think about it, for the sake of curing the disease and restoring my memory as soon as possible, these reasons are totally untenable. Compared to this, I feel more like I am trapped in this villa by the seal.

Thinking of this possibility, I couldn't help shivering.

Impossible, Feng Jue and I are lovers, lovers, it is impossible for him to imprison me.

The question goes back to the original point - why did he do this?

Is it because my car accident scared him, so he is afraid that I will be in another accident and won't let me go out?

As soon as this idea came to me, I felt outrageous, Feng Jue didn't look like that kind of person, and I thought about the last time I asked him for a mobile phone, he seemed to be angry with me because of it.

Feng Jue didn't want me to go out, nor did he want me to contact the outside world.

why?

I turned over a little annoyed, lying on my side on the bed, staring at the floor-to-ceiling windows beside me, the weather was fine today, the sky was dazzling blue from the window, and there were a few birds that I couldn’t name by the window. skimming.

The thought that had been recurring since I woke up came up again, and I started to be confused in my daily life again: Does Feng Jue really love me?

I thought back to the time when we got along before, the eyes that contained love could not deceive anyone, the careful and considerate care could not be faked, even if I had doubts, I would definitely not be able to say that Feng Jue was not good to me.

Just as the disorganized thoughts in my mind came one after another, there was a knock on the bedroom door—it was Zhang Bo.

I didn't move because I made up my mind not to go out today.

"Mr. Xu, sir is calling for you." Uncle Zhang's voice was still clearly heard in my ears through the bedroom door.

Feng Jue?I suddenly got up from the bed, and after getting up, I hesitated again, Zhang Bo should have told Feng Jue everything, what did Feng Jue want to tell me?Will you severely reprimand me?

"Mr. Xu? Are you asleep?" Uncle Zhang's urging voice came from the door again.

Without thinking about it, I got up and got out of bed, walked over and opened the door. Uncle Zhang saw me at the door and said respectfully to the phone: "Sir, I will give the phone to Mr. Xu now."

Uncle Zhang handed me the phone, and then took a few steps back, standing still in a position where he could not hear my voice but could see me.

I glanced at Uncle Zhang, went straight into the bedroom with the phone in hand, and closed the door by the way.

I put the phone to my ear as I walked into the room, and shouted into the phone: "Sir." Perhaps because I violated the plan Feng Jue made for me, my voice was a little low.

"My Xiaoyi is unhappy?" Feng Jue's deep and magnetic voice came from the receiver.

I was taken aback by Feng Jue's obviously coaxing tone, and then realized, yes, Feng Jue has never been angry with me, and the reprimand I thought would never happen.

"No." I replied sullenly.

Feng Jue's light laughter came from the other end of the phone, and the low-pitched laughter seemed to produce a slight vibration through the phone, which made my ears tingle when I was close to the phone.

"If Xiaoyi is not unhappy, can you behave yourself and wait for me to go home?"

"...Um."

In fact, I really wanted to say something to Feng Jue, whether I could go out, whether Zhang Bo could not let Zhang Bo follow me, but the words only turned into "um".

I'm scared, afraid that Feng Jue will get angry, if Feng Jue gets angry and ignores me, then no one in this villa will have a normal conversation with me.

"Then Xiaoyi, can you return the phone to Uncle Zhang now? I still have some things to explain to him."

Hearing Feng Jue's request, I hurriedly shouted: "Sir..."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"I... when will I remember? I mean, if..." I paused, and mustered up the courage to finish what I wanted to say next, "If... I can't remember, Am I going to stay in this villa forever...?"

The Feng Jue on the other end of the phone also paused strangely for a moment, but soon, he coaxed me with his usual tone: "It will be soon, I promise, as long as Xiaoyi is obedient, you will remember it soon."

I don't know how long Feng Jue said, I wanted to ask, but I was afraid that saying the wrong thing would make him unhappy.

But I was keenly aware that Feng Jue didn't answer my last question.

Feng Jue comforted me gently and patiently, and finally told me not to hang up the phone and give the phone to Uncle Zhang. I had no way to disobey Feng Jue's words, so I could only open the door in disappointment.

Uncle Zhang was standing outside our bedroom door, his calm expression seemed to predict that I would obediently come out and return the phone to him.

"Mr. Xu." Uncle Zhang spread his hand to me politely, the intention was obvious, I reluctantly handed over the phone.

I watched Uncle Zhang answer the phone, and Feng Jue on the opposite side said something, Uncle Zhang replied with a few words of "OK" and "Understood" earnestly before hanging up the phone.

Uncle Zhang put his phone away, and said to me with a polite smile on the corner of his mouth: "Mr. Xu, Mr. said that today's classes are cancelled. You can rest now. If you are bored, you can also go to the garden for a stroll."

I didn't go to the garden, I didn't even go out the bedroom door, I just sat on the edge of the bed, staring out the window.

The room is quiet, and this kind of quietness does not make people calm, on the contrary, I am even more irritable.

I got up and began to rummage around in my bedroom. I took apart the frames of my photos, and took down the assembled Lego one by one. I opened all the cabinets that could be opened in the room. I even Fumbled under the bed for a long time.

Two hours later, I sat down on the carpet with nothing. I couldn't find a single word to prove my past.

I was not reconciled, and I planned to get up and go to the studio to have a look. When I went out, I found that there was no one outside, neither Uncle Zhang nor the two cleaning aunts. The villa was so quiet that it seemed that I was the only one.

My steps turned around, I wonder if I can go to other places?Usually when Uncle Zhang is here, I don't have the opportunity to go to many places, such as the third floor, or Feng Jue's study.