After amnesia, I die in society every day

After many years, when Lu Hanjiang was asked to recall the trivial matters of the school basketball team, he had almost forgotten them, except for the hearty basketball games back then.

In the depths of his memory, there seems to be a little supporter who followed him tirelessly, and handed him towels and drinking water as soon as he finished the game. He couldn't think of anything else, and he didn't remember much about the little things between him and the players. , let alone just helping him with the logistics of carrying his luggage.

logistics……

Lu Hanjiang frowned.

It was actually his logistics. Does Guan Ting remember this?

Guan Ting after amnesia must not remember, otherwise he would not be indifferent in the basketball gym that day, but what about Guan Ting before amnesia?Does he remember?

If he didn't remember, why did Guan Ting hide the fact that he graduated from the same school as him? If he remembered, why did Guan Ting never mention it to him?

Guan Ting on the bed was not sleeping soundly, his brows were slightly frowned, he turned over, rubbed himself on the soft pillow, and found a comfortable position.

Lu Hanjiang was in a complicated mood, he took Guan Ting's hand and interlocked his fingers.

The blackout curtains block part of the sunlight, and the remaining part of the twilight shines on the bed. On the branches outside the window, sparrows come out of their nests, chirping in the leaves.

Guan Ting was awakened by the crowing of sparrows, and it took him a long time to get out of the dream haunting him and return to reality. He barely opened his eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling.

A few seconds later, Guan Ting sat up immediately, and the sleepy bug flew away.

This is Lu Hanjiang's room?

He actually fell asleep last night? !

"Good morning." Lu Hanjiang opened the door and walked in, seeing Guan Ting sitting in the middle of the bed almost sluggishly, he pursed his lips and smiled, "What's the matter?"

Taking care of the boss and taking care of himself until he fell asleep, neglecting his duties, Guan Ting responded awkwardly: "Good morning, Mr. Lu."

Lu Hanjiang handed him the hot milk and said with a smile, "Thank you for taking care of me last night. I woke up and found you were exhausted, so I helped you to sleep on the bed. Do you mind?"

"No, no, I don't mind." The owner of the bed didn't mind either. Guan Ting quickly waved his hand to thank him, so he didn't have any opinions, "Thank you, Mr. Lu."

He took the milk and drank it one gulp at a time.

He didn't have the slightest impression of helping him to the bed. Could it be that he hugged...

The absurd conjecture made Guan Ting's breath stop, and Guan Ting secretly glanced at Lu Hanjiang.

Early in the morning, and at home again, Lu Hanjiang's usual image of an elite gentleman has not yet been displayed. The navy blue home clothes are exquisitely designed and stylish, which perfectly brings out a trace of Lu Hanjiang's laziness. The ground is scattered on the forehead, and it is rare to look childish.

Lu Hanjiang has been exercising all year round. He has a very good figure, well-proportioned muscles, and is tall. Although both of them are men, it is easy to lift Guan Ting, and he can even climb several floors without panting.

……Um?

Guan Ting froze for a moment.

How does he know this?

Seeing Guan Ting put the glass on the bedside table, Lu Hanjiang was dazed again, thinking he was staring at the picture in the frame in a daze, walked over and snapped his fingers next to Guan Ting's ear, "Are you looking at this picture?"

"Ah?" Guan Ting came back to his senses, and answered dryly, "Yes, yes."

Lu Hanjiang chuckled lightly.

Sure enough, Guan Ting was still Guan Ting, and it was the first time he stayed in his room after losing his memory, and he stared at this photo in a daze.

Lu Hanjiang picked up the photo frame and asked with a smile, "It's not like me, is it?"

"...Well." To be honest, Lu Hanjiang in his youth was indeed very different from now, and he could feel the rebellion in his bones just by looking at the photos.

"Don't look at me now. In fact, when I was in high school, I skipped classes, fought, smoked, and drank everything." Lu Hanjiang sat by the bed, put the photo frame back on the bedside table, and couldn't help but said, "At that time, my parents had a headache. Grandma wanted to beat me up with the cane left by grandpa, but I ran away before beating her."

He blinked at Guan Ting, and Guan Ting was stunned for a moment, gradually sketching an image of a young and rebellious young Lu Hanjiang in his mind.

Undoubtedly, even the features on Lu Hanjiang's face are engraved with gentleness. Originally, such a face would have a strong sense of disobedience in this image, but I don't know if it was because Guan Ting saw the photo last night. Lu Hanjiang in his youth appeared in front of him, smiling mischievously, and pointing fingers at him.

Well.

Although it's completely different from now, it seems... pretty handsome.

Guan Ting's breathing was a little disturbed.

After lunch at Lu's house, the four of them bid farewell to the Lu family couple and Mrs. Lu, and returned to the villa.

Guan Ting returned to the room, and before he had time to catch his breath, he received a call from Dr. Feng. He was shocked. After moving here, Guan Ting basically forgot to go to the hospital for reexamination. He understood his own body. Apart from the feeling of being hungry, my stomach has no sense of existence at other times, and there is no need for reexamination at all. In addition, Dr. Feng did not call him, so Guan Ting naturally put this matter behind him.

Now listening to Dr. Feng's non-stop scolding on the phone, Guan Ting inexplicably had the illusion that he had done something bad and was being caught. He nodded bravely, "I'll be there later."

"Hmph." Dr. Feng didn't say anything, and hung up the phone after making an appointment.

Guan Ting hurriedly packed his things and went downstairs. Lu Hanjiang, who was about to go upstairs, saw him in a hurry, stopped him and asked, "Guan Ting, what happened?"

"No, it's just that my attending doctor asked me to go back for reexamination." Guan Ting confessed honestly.

Lu Hanjiang was silent for a while, then said, "I'll take you there."

Just happened to bring back Guan Ting's medical records by the way, lest he make another trip.

Guan Ting thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, then please trouble Mr. Lu, and Mr. Lu will go for a checkup with me too. I don't know if you drank so much wine last night. It will hurt your stomach. It just so happens that Feng The doctor is in the gastroenterology department today."

Lu Hanjiang hesitated to speak.

Stop it.

Leaving aside that he is fine at all, Dr. Feng is actually a neurologist.

Half an hour later, in the consulting room of the Department of Gastroenterology, Dr. Feng and Lu Hanjiang looked at each other, and they both saw the embarrassment on each other's faces.

Fortunately, Dr. Feng was calm enough, he calmly drove Lu Hanjiang to the next department.

After a trip to gastroenterology without any risk, Lu Hanjiang turned around and came to Dr. Feng's office to discuss Guan Ting's condition under the pretext of going to the bathroom.

Under their care, Guan Ting recovered well, but Dr. Feng couldn't force it forward in terms of memory. It still needed the cooperation of his family members. Lu Hanjiang sighed, thanked Dr. Feng, and took the prepared case .

On the way back, even though Lu Hanjiang maintained a decent smile, Guan Ting could feel his preoccupation. He was taken aback, and thought to himself, did Mr. Lu drink up his stomach last night?

Guan Ting hesitated for a long time, but still didn't ask the question, for fear of poking Lu Hanjiang's scar, he silently listed a series of dishes for health and stomach.

Bai Xiuzhi had class tonight, and Lu Hanke was the only one at home. When the two entered, Lu Hanke was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

Guan Ting leaned over to take a look curiously, and suddenly he was in a bad mood——

——It turns out Mr. Lu is still watching that bad drama?

What is the magic of that show? ?

Or is it that Xiao Lu always feels that the protagonist in it is similar to himself, so he can't help but have a sense of sympathy for the protagonist? ? ?

Guan Ting's gaze at Lu Hanke became subtle in an instant, and then he walked into the kitchen to make dinner without saying a word.

Lu Hanke didn't care about Guan Ting's gaze at all. He came to Lu Hanjiang and said, "Brother, two days later is the anniversary of Xiuzhi and I. Let's talk about it. You give me a three-day vacation. I plan to go to the hot spring villa with Xiuzhi. Vacation."

"Go, let's go." There is nothing to do these two days, and it doesn't matter if you take a vacation, Lu Hanjiang waved his hand.

"Okay!" Lu Hanke glanced at the kitchen, "Are you with Guan Ting? The hot spring villa in the west of the city has just opened. I heard that the environment is good and it is very suitable for relaxation."

Lu Hanjiang looked at his younger brother as if he was mentally ill, "Are you sick? What are Tingting and I going to do on your anniversary with Lao Bai?"

Lu Hanke scratched the back of his head, "Why don't I ask casually..."

Lu Hanjiang didn't bother to talk to him, took off his coat and came to the sofa. Just as he sat down, his phone vibrated suddenly.

Zhang Qianqian: Old Lu, you have to thank me this time.

Zhang Qianqian: Although I don’t know anything about the graduation ceremony, I found out that the school girl who was supposed to send you flowers that time was Chu Xiaoxiao, a third-year courtyard flower. I bought a hot spring villa, which seems to be in the west of the city.

Lu Hanjiang paused with his fingertips.

He put away his mobile phone, and said to Lu Hanke without changing his face: "The hot spring villa you just mentioned sounds good, Tingting and I should go and relax too."

Lu Hanke: "???"

Didn't you just say no to go 5 minutes ago?

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It was Guan Ting who lost his memory from the beginning to the end, if Mr. Lu didn't know, he really didn't know

Guan Ting's memory is true or false, the part about Mr. Lu is all false, and the truth of other parts will be left for later~

More, I wish you all a happy Tanabata tomorrow in advance

There are a lot of starfish at the Qixi Festival sign-in, can you share some with me? (????ω????)?