When I woke up, I lost my memory

It has not fully recovered yet, and it is indeed easy to fall.

Thinking of Que Yun, he relaxed and let Wu Yunyi lead him.

Although it feels strange, he doesn't reject it very much, maybe it's the memory of his body.

The two of them took the elevator downstairs, and there were paintings by famous artists hanging on both sides of the corridor on the first floor, all of which were collected by Que Yun's father.He thought it was all mortgaged.

"Do you know anything about my father's company?" Que Yun looked at the naked Cupid.

"kindness."

"How much is left after bankruptcy and liquidation?"

"Nothing."

really.Que Yun was not surprised, and then asked: "What about the house and paintings? Didn't they take them as collateral?"

"The biggest creditor of your father's company is me, and these are already mine."

what? !

Que Yun stopped and looked at the man.

"We signed the agreement." Wu Yunyi signaled the secretary to hand over the document to Que Yun.

Que Yun took it suspiciously.

The document is a prenuptial agreement, he is Party A, and Wu Yunyi is Party B.

The first article of the agreement states that after Party A and Party B divorce, Party A will leave the house and will not demand any property from Party B.

There were ten articles in the agreement, none of which was beneficial to Que Yun.

Que Yun flipped to the end, and it was indeed his signature, besides that, there were also fingerprints.

How could he sign such a document?No matter how you think about it, it is impossible for him to be so naive, it must be a man who is coercing and seducing...

Wu Yunyi: "You must sign a prenuptial agreement with me, saying that you must prove that you are not with me for money."

Que Yun: "..."

What did he do two years ago?Is he crazy to marry someone he doesn't like and sign documents that are of no benefit to him?

After handing the document back to the secretary, Que Yun looked at Wu Yunyi intently: "Then... why am I with you?"

"Did you really forget?" The man's moo was dim.

Que Yun looked into his eyes and didn't speak.

Not because I like it.

He has always liked that person, but how could he be with someone he doesn't love?

And this agreement is simply inexplicable.

The May twilight was still early, falling on the seemingly endless lawns.The lawn is well manicured and comfortable to walk on.

Regardless of doubts, his mood was very light, as if he had been freed from a long-term burden, probably due to the effect of treatment.

Que Yun walked from the lawn to the garden. There were rows of ginkgo trees planted in the garden, which could just be seen from the small balcony of his room.

He walked between two trees where a swing was set up.

Que Yun raised his hand and grabbed the hanging rope, the rope was decayed and peeled off.He rested his forehead on the rope and closed his eyes.

He lost the most important person, and the past seems to have happened yesterday, and the sadness seems to have faded due to the treatment.

Que Yun opened his eyes, ran his fingers across the rough bark, and looked at Wu Yunyi: "I want to go to the cemetery."

"It's late today. Tomorrow is the weekend. I'll take you there."

Que Yun nodded: "And my piano."

Wu Yunyi didn't seem to expect that he would mention the piano, he paused for a moment and said, "It's in the piano room."

Que Yun started to learn the cello at the age of three, and the opportunity to start was the meeting with that person.

The piano room has soundproof walls on two sides, floor-to-ceiling windows and a small balcony on one side.

In the room, his piano bench, music stand and piano stand are all placed in the same place, and the pianos he has used since childhood are all in glass cabinets.

The most recent violin is also there. He came back from the funeral two years ago, so this violin should still be with a friend.

"Someone takes care of them?"

Unlike swings, these violins seem to have been taken care of by professionals.

The man didn't answer, Que Yun opened the glass cabinet to take out the piano.

Wu Yunyi held the piano before him: "I'll do it."

Is it because he is worried that he will not have the strength to hold it?Que Yun smiled and let go.

He walked to the piano bench and sat down, and the man helped him set up the piano.

The left hand is pressed on the strings to tune, the ear is in good condition, but the feeling of the hand has been lost.

He has played the piano for nearly 20 years, and the calluses on his fingertips disappeared without a trace after two years of not touching it.

Bow up and down, less than 3 minutes of Bach without accompaniment, he barely kept up with the beat in memory, but the sound was scattered.

After the song was over, Que Yun leaned on the piano, silently looking at the ground, with a heavy heart.

"You will be able to pick it up quickly." He looked at Wu Yunyi in surprise, and the man walked up to him and leaned over to wrap his arms around him: "Don't worry."

His tone is firm and reassuring, and even the distance of this hug is just right.

"Speaking of...where's my phone?" Que Yun still pushed his hand away.

"You threw them all away." The man's expression was secretive.

Que Yun: "..."

How many stupid things he has done!

"Then forget it." Anyway, I don't remember anything, and there is no one to contact.

The radio in the piano room rang, and my aunt said on the radio that dinner was ready and I could go downstairs.

"I just ate, and I'm not hungry now." Holding the bow, he was ready to continue playing the violin.

"I'll have someone prepare supper, you can eat it later." Wu Yunyi walked towards the door, then looked back at him: "Don't worry."

He may be a gentle person.

Que Yun nodded and said, "I still want to eat the cheesecake in the afternoon."

"Okay." Wu Yunyi raised the corner of his mouth.

He is used to practicing the piano alone, but he also knows that Wu Yunyi will definitely not let him stay in the room alone.Ah Qiu and a bodyguard stayed behind.

Que Yun turned on the metronome, started from the simplest scales and chords, and picked it up from the beginning, he would definitely be able to.

After practicing the piano until eight o'clock in the evening, Que Yun returned to his room after eating something. Nangong checked him and gave him medicine.

Wu Yunyi was sitting on the chair by the window, reading a book.

Que Yun glanced at him, frowning and swallowed the white pill.The man didn't look over, but hooked the corners of his mouth unobtrusively.

"When can I stop taking the medicine?" Que Yun handed the finished glass to the waiter.

"It's not certain to stop the medicine." Nangong pushed the glasses: "Temporary observation for half a month, if there is no accident, I will reduce the dosage."

She told Que Yun to rest well, and left the room without saying anything to him.

Que Yun leaned on the bed and took a book, but didn't read much, and soon became sleepy.

"I'm going to rest."

"Ah." Wu Yunyi responded lightly.

"I mean..." Que Yun yawned and said in a daze, "Why are you still..."

Due to the effects of the medicine, and the fact that he was really tired today, Que Yun curled up and fell asleep before he finished speaking.

In his sleep, Que Yun was breathing evenly, Wu Yunyi was sitting on the chair, the rain was pouring heavily on the glass, and the room was very quiet.

After a long time, Wu Yunyi put down his book, got up from the chair, and left the room with his mobile phone.

He made a few phone calls at work, during which he came back several times to check the situation in the room, and it was already eleven o'clock when he finished work.

After the shower, the waiter brought a bottle of red wine, he poured a glass, and sat down by the bed.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier, Wu Yunyi looked at Que Yun's peaceful sleeping face, shaking his wine glass.

He wanted to wrap his arms around his shoulders and hold him in his arms; he wanted to hug him tightly and give him a comforting kiss; he wanted to—but he couldn't.

He forgot, completely.

But seeing him sleeping peacefully now, he is very satisfied.

How many days and nights he suffered from insomnia, barely fell asleep with drugs and would wake up in the middle of the night, so the floor lamps in the whole house were kept on all night.

If it was a rainy day like today, he would even get up and go outside.

He had seen him walk into the rain and let the pouring water soak his body.His consolation, his reproach, his hug, and his yelling are all to no avail.

He felt powerless the moment he learned he was taken to a hospital emergency room, and for the only time in his life he lost control of things.

It was he who inadvertently hurt him that caused all this, so whether he forgets or remembers the past, he will welcome the result.

Loving him is the only thing that wears him down, but he's been ready for a lifetime from the moment he saw him again two years ago.

Wu Yunyi put the finished wine glass aside, leaned on the bed with his head propped up, and raised his hand to stroke Que Yun's forehead hair. He didn't notice it, didn't have any precautions, and slept soundly.

His fingers brushed across Que Yun's forehead and rubbed against his eyes.With all affection, he bowed his head and kissed his forehead, and turned off the light.