forced compounding

Of course Song Yihan knew what Zhou Yang's words meant, and he himself knew how many romantic debts he had incurred before, but Shi Xu was different...

Song Yihan froze suddenly.

Why did he think Shi Xu was different?

There are memories about Shi Xu in his mind, but they are intermittent, like a jigsaw puzzle pieces that can't be put together into a complete pattern.

Seeing the boss holding the coffee cup in a daze, Zhou Yang couldn't help reminding him: "Boss Song, the coffee should be cold."

Song Yihan came back to his senses, and responded with a muffled voice, completely out of his body, Zhou Yang looked at the boss's back and was afraid that the boss would accidentally hit the door.

When Shi Xu heard the sound of opening and closing the door, he knew it was Song Yihan and didn't look up, so he didn't notice the change in Song Yihan's eyes. The coffee cup was pushed to his hand, and the people around him reminded him: "Drink it while it's still warm."

Shi Xu glanced at Song Yihan hesitantly: "You made it? Can you drink it?"

Song Yihan didn't reply, but his attitude towards the office was much more serious than before. Could it be that he was stimulated after going out to feel the working atmosphere?

Shi Xu took a sip of the coffee, raised his eyebrows in surprise, it was actually not bad.

Song Yihan noticed the changes in Shi Xu's expression, he didn't feel much sense of accomplishment, but felt heavy in his heart.

"Did I seldom make you coffee before?" Song Yihan asked casually pretending to be relaxed, but his fingers quietly squeezed the paper until it crumpled.

Shi Xu lowered his eyes and took another sip: "This is the first time you made coffee for me."

Song Yihan forced a smile, his eyes gradually dimmed.

He couldn't figure it out, since the moment he woke up, his body and his brain were telling him that Shixu was very important to him and he couldn't leave this person, but why did the details in reality tell him , They have long been inseparable.

Why on earth have they been together for seven years?

He obviously didn't care about what kind of feelings he had for Shi Xu, but it made him only remember him after losing his memory.

Song Yihan spent a long time thinking about this problem. Sometimes when he was lying on the bed in a quiet night, he seemed to feel the sound of Shi Xu's shallow breathing right next to his ears, as if he was still curled up in his arms.

This sweet feeling eroded his consciousness, and he felt embarrassed while fantasizing.

Song Yihan, what do you use to chase Shi Xu back?

Thinking of this, Song Yihan couldn't sleep for half the night again, so he pressed his brows together to get up, and looked at the time, it was only three o'clock in the morning.

He opened the door of the guest room to pour a glass of water, but noticed a light from the crack of the study door.

At this point, is Shi Xu still working on the thesis?

"Shixu? Are you still asleep?"

Song Yihan gently pushed open the door of the study, and found that Shi Xu had fallen asleep lying on the table.

Sleeping like this until dawn would definitely catch a cold, Song Yihan reached out and touched Shi Xu's shoulder, wanting to wake him up, but he didn't expect that this person still had the urge to wake up, and before he woke up, he lost his temper with him first.

"I'm sorry...don't disturb my sleep...fufu..."

Shi Xu buried his face between his arms, and then fell asleep.

Song Yihan froze for a few seconds, couldn't help but want to laugh, he didn't expect that Shi Xu would have a day of being lazy and cheating, even though he was so cute, he still wanted to bring him back to the bedroom.

He bent down and leaned close to Shi Xu's ear to coax him: "When I was young, let's go to the bedroom and sleep well, it's uncomfortable to sleep here."

Shi Xu hummed without looking up, and muttered vaguely: "I'm so sleepy... I'll just sleep..."

The speaking voice was like a child's, soft, as if coquettish with him.

Song Yihan had nothing to do with him, so he simply hugged Shi Xu who was shrunk into a small ball, and said to the little face that was still in a coma, "I know I'm sleeping, I don't even know if I'm betrayed."

Shi Xu buried his head in Song Yihan's arms unconsciously, and Song Yihan saw his little movement, the corners of his mouth couldn't restrain himself from rising, and he gently put him under the bed in the bedroom.

Shi Xu finally opened his eyes a little amidst the commotion, Song Yihan thought he had woken up, but was still a little nervous, afraid that he would blame him for being troublesome.

But Shi Xu wasn't angry, he just looked at him with half-opened hazy eyes, melting Song Yihan's heart.

Shi Xu, who was half asleep and half awake, was too soft and obedient, he couldn't bear to take his eyes off him, for fear of missing a second.

He touched Shi Xu's eyes with his warm fingertips, and said with a smile, "Go to sleep."

Shi Xu's trembling eyelashes twitched at Song Yihan's fingertips, making Song Yihan's eyes more and more fond.

Shi Xu is still not awake at this moment, all actions are based on instinct, he closed his eyes again and unconsciously rubbed against Song Yihan's palm, and murmured: "You are finally back...I have been waiting for a long time..."

Song Yihan's heart was slammed immediately, and he almost couldn't breathe. After a while, he put his hand on his soft hair, and stroked it gently: "I'm back..."

Behind every touching touch with pity, he gritted his teeth and asked himself, asking that Song Yihan who used to get along with Shi Xu day and night.

What the hell did you do to this person?

Song Yihan took a deep look at Shi Xu's sleeping face, got up and pressed the quilt for him, suddenly a gust of wind came in through the window, rustling a book beside the bed.

He turned around to close the window, and at this moment a photo happened to fall from Shi Xu's book.

Song Yihan picked it up, the photo was taken of a boy's back, but it was too blurry, as if he accidentally took it in a panic, but it could be seen that the owner of the photo kept it very well, without any creases Leave.

He casually glanced at the back of the photo, and suddenly his eyes froze, fixed on the clean and neat English writing.

"Godbless you, my love."

The raging jealousy engulfed him, so that he couldn't control himself at all, and recklessly crumpled up the photos and stuffed them into his pockets.

He is not angry, of course Shi Xu would have had other lovers before meeting him.

Song Yihan went to the living room with a straight face and poured himself a glass of water, gulped it down in one gulp, took a deep breath to calm himself down.

1 minute... 2 minutes... 3 minutes...

Forget it, I can't calm down anymore, the more angry I become, the more sober I become.

Why did Shi Xu still keep this photo? Did he never forget this person in his heart?

Song Yihan took out the photo and carefully looked at it twice, what's so good about this person, he's so skinny.

After reading it, Song Yihan crumpled up the crumpled photos again and hid them in his closet.

Yes, he just didn't want Shi Xu to find this photo.

Men who are jealous are just so unreasonable.

The next day, Shi Xu was really looking for something, and when he bumped into him, he was still a little nervous.

The villain in Song Yihan's heart kept jumping in annoyance: What's there to be nervous about!Isn't it just a photo!

Shi Xu didn't dare to look directly into Song Yihan's eyes, and said hesitantly, "Did you see a photo somewhere, a particularly blurry one."

The actor Song Yihan possessed himself, shaking his head in confusion: "How big is the photo? Is it important?"

"It's just—" Shi Xu paused as soon as he opened his mouth, and then said, "Forget it, it's not a very important photo, but it's just a thought."

Song Yihan hummed triumphantly in his heart, his mood finally turned from cloudy to sunny.

After such an incident, Song Yihan stared at Shi Xu even more closely, and every day looked at Shi Xu with the eyes of a longing wife and asked him where he was going, Shi Xu was so troubled by him that he thought he was sorry for what he had done his business.

"What's the matter with you recently?"

Song Yihan didn't dare to say that he was afraid that he would be hooked away by others, so he could only say to Shi Xu pitifully: "I always have a headache at night."

Shi Xu was worried that his wound was open, so he asked him to lower his head and take a closer look, "We'll go to the hospital for a reexamination after we finish visiting the school, and it's time for a reexamination."

Song Yihan nodded, as long as he can spend more time with Shi Xu, he can go anywhere.

Shi Xu took Song Yihan and walked slowly around the basketball court. He finally found time to bring Song Yihan back to Peking University, and found that the school was still the same as before.

Energetic students, teaching buildings full of desks, endless club activities, and lovers holding hands.

Shi Xu is still very familiar with the school because he taught at Peking University before, but he still feels a little emotional when recalling the few years he lived here.

"How is it? Did you remember anything?" Shi Xu asked Song Yihan with his head tilted, and found that his eyes had been fixed on the group of basketball players, and suddenly said: "I have an impression of this place."

Several fragments of memories slowly merged and pieced together in his mind, gradually forming a clear picture.

Shi Xu told him not to worry, and thought slowly, "Try to talk about the pictures in your memory first, and see if I can help you."

Song Yihan hesitantly pointed to a place in the basketball court, "I seem to have hit a person there, and the books and materials in that person's hand were scattered all over the floor..."

He wasn't quite sure whether his memory was accurate, so he turned around to ask Shi Xu to confirm, but found that Shi Xu covered his face with his hands in embarrassment, with a completely dumbfounding expression.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Song Yihan rubbed his fingers nervously, watching Shi Xu raised his head and smiled helplessly.

"You remember correctly, the person you hit at the beginning was me."

Shi Xu would never have thought that Song Yihan would remember such a trivial matter, his heart was half happy and half bitter, and he didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to come here to help Song Yihan retrieve his memory.

Song Yihan himself was pleasantly surprised. Regarding Shi Xu's memories, he only felt that the more the better.

It just so happened that the basketball on the court flew towards him, and he caught the ball steadily with his body's instincts.

The moment he touched the ball, a clear voice appeared in his mind, full of malicious intentions.

"Song Yihan, you hurt me, you have to be responsible for me."