When I woke up, I lost my memory

Que Yun pursed his lips when he asked him to call him so affectionately at once.

Even though the two are married, to him now, there is no difference between a man and a stranger.

What's more, Wu Yunyi might be the cause of his depression.

"I'll just call you by your full name." Que Yun glanced at Nangong Nian who was a few steps away: "The doctor said that the memory needs to be recovered slowly, not in a hurry."

"Nangong, you can go out now." Wu Yunyi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Everyone go out."

But if he didn't call his name, this person showed dissatisfaction and was quite domineering.

Que Yun flirted with Nangong Nian, and his childhood sweetheart received his gaze and signed to him.

With his mind in chaos, Que Yun read it slowly.

[The person who hired me was Mr. Wu. 】

The door is closed.

Que Yun: "..."

He had even forgotten that his childhood sweetheart was a money fanatic.

"Since you are my husband, I think you will understand me, won't you?" Que Yun smiled: "By the way, where were you just now? I didn't see you when I woke up."

"I'm outside the door." Wu Yunyi said lightly.

Outside the bedroom is a small living room, where Que Yun will receive his friends.Since Wu Yunyi was always outside the door, why didn't he come in after waking up?

"Oh." Que Yun looked at his expression, but couldn't see anything unusual, and then asked, "What do you do?"

"Operating companies."

"how old are you?"

Wu Yunyi raised his eyebrows, indicating that he had no intention of answering.

"I don't have any impression of you at all." Que Yun blinked: "As my husband, your responsibility is to help me recall the things I forgot, isn't it?"

"Oh?" He raised the corners of his lips with a captivating smile: "You mean you also have to take on the responsibilities of your husband?"

He actually confronted him tit for tat, unlike Aunt Wu and Nangong, Que Yun felt that this person did not regard himself as a patient at all.

"What is my husband going to do? I cook very badly. I burned the kitchen several times. I don't like doing housework. Every day I only eat, play the piano, walk the dog and sleep." Que Yun said innocently, and then lowered his voice: " If you don't mind, you can find another gentleman."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Yunyi sneered.

The man's eyes were terrifying, and Que Yun was startled for a moment.

"Que Yun, don't dream anymore." Wu Yunyi stood up straight, then moved his hands again, pinching Que Yun's chin with his thumb and index finger, making him look up at him.

Seeing that there were too many things in the brown eyes looking down at him, Que Yun felt that he was about to be sucked in, and couldn't breathe for a while.

"Dream...have I ever had the same dream?" He looked at Wu Yunyi with a blank expression.

Wu Yunyi's pupils stood up suddenly, and he leaned over to get closer to him.

Because the emotion in those eyes was too hot, Que Yun flinched and closed his eyes subconsciously.

He felt the man's movements froze, and his forehead was touched - Wu Yunyi kissed his forehead, a soft and velvety kiss.

Then, Wu Yunyi let go of his hand: "You're hungry, I'll ask Aunt Wu to bring some more food."

The magnetic voice gradually moved away, and Que Yun opened his eyes.

Wu Yunyi opened the door and walked out, and Aunt Wu quickly re-entered the door.

Que Yun sat on the bed blankly, clenched his hands, and his heart was pounding.

Just now... why did he flinch, but didn't escape?Is this the memory of his body?Was he really married to this man?But what he was thinking...

His head is messed up.

"Aunt Wu, how do I get along with this Mr. Wu?"

"I never understood what you were thinking, especially what Mr. Wu was thinking." Aunt Wu smiled: "But you wanted to—"

"Aunt Wu, I'm here to change shifts." The door was open, and someone walked in directly.

It was a strange young woman who walked in, and Que Yun felt that she was not much older than him.

"No need." Que Yun said, "You all go to rest, I don't need anyone to take care of me."

"How can this be done? The master said that people must watch you." The woman walked to the bed, her eyes sparkling: "Sir, don't you remember me, I'm Aqiu."

As she spoke, she suddenly looked at the window: "Why do you open the curtains, sir doesn't like sunlight."

"Who said I don't like it?" Que Yun asked.

"You said it yourself." Ah Qiu stared wide-eyed: "You said the sun is too dazzling, and we have to drag you all the time, right?"

A Qiu said and looked at Aunt Wu, but Aunt Wu didn't answer.

Que Yun's expression didn't change, but he felt strange in his heart.Ah Qiu seemed to know everything, and even blamed Aunt Wu, which made him uncomfortable.

"I don't feel the sun's glare anymore." Que Yun said lightly, "Aunt Wu, let me delay your rest time. Let me ask, how many people take care of me now?"

"Four people!" Ah Qiu said first.

"I'm asking Aunt Wu." Que Yun raised his eyebrows.

"Three or four." Aunt Wu glanced at A Qiu: "One from seven in the morning to twelve, I was from twelve to five in the afternoon, and A Qiu was until ten in the evening. Mr. Wu was usually there at night. , when Mister doesn't come back to rest, there will be someone to accompany you."

Aunt Wu's words contain a lot of information.

The four of them took turns staying in the room to take care of him, almost like watching a prisoner.

And Wu Yunyi might not come back to rest at night...

"I see. Aunt Wu, go and rest." Que Yun smiled.

"I'm not tired, so I don't need to rest." Aunt Wu said, and sighed under Que Yun's persistent gaze: "As long as you are well..."

She said and left the bedroom, Ah Qiu looked at Que Yun intently, and the moment Que Yun met her eyes, Ah Qiu looked away.

Ah Qiu walked to the chair by the window and sat down, staring at him again: "Sir, you seem to be different today."

"Is there?" Que Yun smiled: "Your name is A Qiu."

"Ah."

"How long have you taken care of me?"

"Six months.",

"How much do you know about me?" Que Yun asked, "Don't speculate on my thoughts on your own. Since he sent someone to prevent me from hurting myself, you just need to sit there quietly. Can you do it?"

Ah Qiu nodded, and within a few seconds asked again: "Sir, do you really not want to die?"

Que Yun glanced at him sideways, and Ah Qiu fell silent again.

"You said you took care of me for almost half a year, how many times have I wanted to die?"

"At first you used a razor blade, but later you soaked your cut hand in the bathtub, and you were found and sent for first aid." Aqiu continued, "That was the worst time, do you remember?"

Que Yun didn't remember what happened in the bathroom, but the scars on his wrists did exist, and it was still inconceivable to think that it was caused by himself.

Both the doctor and Aunt Wu kept secret about the fact that he hurt themselves, and they didn't expect Ah Qiu to say it so easily.

The door was knocked again.The waiter pushed in a small square table and stopped beside his bed.There are four dishes on the table, covered with a dish cover, which is similar to that in a restaurant.

"Sir." Aqiu stood up from the chair.

Que Yun was watching the waiter's movements, and his thoughts were still wandering, only then did he realize that Wu Yunyi had followed him in.

Que Yun saw A Qiu's eyes light up, Wu Yunyi nodded to him coldly, and said two words: "Get out."