little wolfdog love me again

In the evening, a group of people made an appointment to meet downstairs in the hotel, and agreed to go to the street to eat local snacks together, but when Mo He came down, he met the two who had just walked into the hotel.

Mo He glanced at the two of them, and planned to leave without even saying hello, but it was Meng Qi who stopped Mo He.

"Mr. Mo, what a coincidence that I met you here." Meng Qi stepped forward to block Mo He's way, but Mo He knew that he just wanted to block Mo He's sight, because Mo He would pass by originally Mu He's side.

Mo He showed a faint smile, and responded politely, "It turned out to be Mr. Meng, what a coincidence, but I still have an appointment with my friend, so I won't stay any longer." He nodded and turned to leave.

Looking at Mo He's back, Meng Qi let go of the big rock in his heart a little bit, and wondered if Mu He saw him just now.

Lin Yue said that he should try his best not to let Mu He get in touch with the memory of Mo He, because it would give him a chance to recover his memory, especially when he saw Mo He himself.

Although he had boldly taken Mu He to the places he and Mo He had been to before, it was different, because only Mu He lost his memory, and Mo He still remembered the past of the two of them.

In order to prevent Mu He from recovering his memory, Meng Qi tried every means to hide Mu He so that the two could not meet each other.

"Xiao Qi, are we leaving?" Muhe pulled the corner of La Mengqi's clothes, "I'm a little hungry, let's put away our food and go out to eat."

Meng Qi turned his head and rubbed Mu He's head, "Okay, let's go." Meng Qi took Mu He's hand and walked into the hotel. Meng Qi walked in front and Mu He walked behind. Looking back at the figure that had gradually disappeared into the crowd.

That person is so familiar, more and more familiar...

Mu He lowered his head, he doesn't like the feeling of forgetting things, but no matter how he thinks, he can't remember the lost memory. He also asked Meng Qi, but every time Meng Qi said "It's okay, the old memory It’s gone, let’s just create a new one.” To avoid Moo Hyul’s question.

He wants to retrieve the lost memory, and has checked many materials and books, but it is difficult to find the answer. Could it be that this is destined?He is doomed not to be able to recall his own memories.

"What are you thinking about?" Meng Qi looked at Mu He who was in a daze, and couldn't help raising his hand to rub his hairy head.

When Mu He heard Meng Qi's words, he slowly raised his head and looked at the other party, "Xiao Qi, after I go back this time, I want to go home and visit my parents. I haven't seen them for a long time, and I miss them a little. "

Meng Qi's face turned cold instantly, but before Mu He found out, he smiled again, "Of course, do you want me to accompany you back to see your uncles and aunts?"

"Don't bother! I'm just going home, not going anywhere, don't worry."

Seeing Mu He's smile, Meng Qi's heart tightened, "It's not a problem. It just so happens that I haven't visited my uncle and aunt for a long time. It's good to go with you to meet them."

Mu He looked at Meng Qi for a while, but in the end he didn't refuse again. He felt that Meng Qi was trustworthy. After all, he had nothing to lie to, but he didn't know whether Meng Qi and Mo He knew each other.

But he didn't ask specifically, because he wanted to rely on himself to try his best to retrieve those lost memories. He thought of Mo He's face, and felt a sense of familiarity rushing into his heart, and even felt that his heart was pinched severely. one time.

Mu Hyul always felt that that lost memory must be very important.

After the two made an appointment at the door of the room, they each went back to the room to pack their luggage. Mu He took the suitcase and walked into the room to start packing. After packing, there were still more than ten minutes before the appointment time between him and Meng Qi.

Mu He opened the mezzanine of the suitcase, and there was a water-blue notebook inside, but it was locked. He tried his own birthday, his parents’ birthdays, and even Meng Qi’s birthday, but it was still not right. .

Mu He was very distressed, with his forgetful head, he knew that he would not set other numbers as passwords, but he had tried the birthdays of several people he was familiar with, but still couldn't open them.

He didn't have a clue, and he didn't know what was in it, but he had a feeling that this thing was very important and no one should know about it, so even Meng Qi didn't say that he had this notebook.

Just when Mu He was about to put the notebook back into the interlayer, four numbers suddenly appeared in Mu He's mind. Mu He tried the four numbers nervously, but unexpectedly opened the notebook, but Mu He thought carefully, but did not Know what these four numbers mean.

Mu He opened his notebook nervously, and on the first page there was a photo posted, one was him when he was a child, and beside him stood a little boy who was about his age, but he couldn't remember who that person was As far as he knew, he and Meng Qi had been playmates since they were young, so maybe Meng Qi would know about the person beside him.

But Mu He had a premonition that he couldn't ask Meng Qi, and Meng Qi couldn't know about this notebook and all the contents in it.

Although Mu He didn't know why he felt this way, he didn't want to take the risk, so he could only suppress the doubts in his heart and continue to look at the things in the notebook.

The photo was pasted on the paper, and Mu He raised his hand to open the photo, and there were a few words underneath, which were written crookedly, but Mu He recognized that it was his own handwriting.

"I met a new little friend, a white and tender little boy!"

Looking at those crooked characters, Mu He smiled, and looked at the photo again, it was really a white and tender little boy, looking at the little boy's face, Mu He felt familiar again.

Just when he wanted to continue looking down, there was a sudden knock on the door. Mu He was startled, and quickly hid the notebook back in the mezzanine of the suitcase.

"Here we come." Mu He collected his emotions and went to open the door. It was Meng Qi standing outside the door. Meng Qi looked at Mu He with a smile on his face. Mu He was stared at uncomfortably, "What's wrong with Xiao Qi?"

Meng Qi saw Mu He's stiffness for a moment, and didn't expose him, "No, let's go and have dinner. I heard that the spicy crab here is delicious. Let's try it."

"Okay." Mu He turned and entered the room, "I'll get a coat, wait for me."

Although it is hot summer now, it is still windy at night, especially since this is a relatively remote ancient town, so Mu He went to get a thin coat before going out.

When Mu He came out, Meng Qi took Mu He's hand. Mu He was a little uncomfortable, but he didn't let go of Meng Qi's hand. After all, Meng Qi would also hold his hand before this, although he didn't remember. , but Meng Qi said that if he didn't lead him away when he went out, he would lose his temper.

But Mu He felt that he was definitely not the one who lost his temper. After all, how could a cool and handsome guy like him lose his temper because his boyfriend didn't hold hands with him when he went out!He is an orthodox cool handsome attack!

Meng Qi ignored the little theater in Mu He's heart, just took Mu He's hand and headed towards the restaurant he had booked.

The two of them arrived at the restaurant not long after walking. The decoration of the restaurant is antique, like an ancient restaurant. The waiters inside are not dressed like the waiters seen in ordinary cities, but the clothes of the waiters in ancient shops. A waiter came to entertain, Meng Qi reported his name, and was led into a box in the backyard.

This restaurant is called Moon Pavilion, and it is mainly divided into a front yard and a back yard. The front yard is mainly for people who have no position or ordinary people, while the back yard is for rich children. Although it is divided into a front yard and a back yard, there is actually no Too bad.

There are two types of front yards, one is like a restaurant with many tables, and everyone gathers to eat together, which is quite noisy.

And the other is small boxes one by one. Although it is a box, it is not quite. You can hear the sound of running water in the water, and even if you want to talk, everyone talks in a low voice, which does not destroy the tranquility at all.

The backyard is an upgraded version of the front yard, but the backyard is all boxes, each piece is a box, this box is bigger than the front yard, and there are many still lifes to set off the natural environment here.

And Meng Qi's is the most advanced box in the backyard. In addition to the pavilion for eating, there are small lakes and bridges. The scenery seen from this box is also the most beautiful, because this box is on a slightly higher terrain At a high place, standing on the small bridge, you can see the scene of other boxes, and you can see the moon when you look up. .

Standing on the small bridge, Mu He looked down at the fish swimming freely in the water, and the moonlight was shining on him. Meng Qi, who was sitting in the pavilion, looked at the people on the bridge, and the love in his heart grew stronger. One more point.

Looking at Mu He who had forgotten Mo He, and the person who no longer felt sorry for Mo He, Meng Qi was very happy. This person belonged to him, and he already belonged to him.

As if noticing Meng Qi's gaze, Mu He raised his head to look at Meng Qi, but at that moment he saw another figure on Meng Qi's body.

Mu He opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth to make a sound, but he couldn't speak. Meng Qi looked at Mu He who was staring at him, and he was in a good mood. He walked towards Mu He with the wine glass on the table, When he got to Mu He, he handed the wine glass to Mu He, "Little He..."

The moment Meng Qi got up, that figure disappeared again. No matter what he thought, he couldn't remember who the figure that flashed by just now was.

Mu He looked at Meng Qi, his heart was beating wildly, he had an urge to ask Meng Qi directly, but he couldn't open his mouth anyway.

Meng Qi looked at Mu He with slightly red cheeks, put down the wine glass casually, hooked Mu He's waist with the other hand and moved forward, and imprisoned him in his arms.

Meng Qi was taller than Mu He, he looked down at the dazed Mu He, and gently kissed the stunned man.

When Meng Qi got close to Mu He, Mu He was too frightened to move. Although Meng Qi said that he was his boyfriend since he woke up, Meng Qi had never done any love affairs other than holding hands. Mu He always thought that it was because Meng Qi knew that he had lost his memory and was afraid that he would be afraid, so he didn't move all the time, but he didn't expect to kiss him directly now.

At the moment when Meng Qi's lips touched Mu He, many fragments flashed in Mu He's mind. Those memories were not remembered by Mu He, but they were very real.

Inside was him and another little boy. He was smiling happily beside the little boy. Although he couldn't see the little boy's face clearly, Mu He could feel that the little boy was also happy.

Gradually, from being by the side to looking at each other from a distance, the little boy also became less happy. After the two grew up, the little boy also became an excellent man, but the man was still unhappy. He tried to talk to him to make him happy, but failed repeatedly.

Until a beautiful woman appeared next to that man. He knew that woman. She was the class flower of their class in the school he transferred to in the third year of high school, named Su Lingyue.

His only memory is that after he went to college, at that man's birthday party, the gift he wanted to give collided with the gift named Su Lingyue, and he saw the two kissing with his own eyes under the encouragement of friends around him, and then went out and got into a taxi Then there was a car accident, and I couldn't recall the memory after that.

Meng Qi didn't notice that something was wrong with Mu He when he kissed him. On the contrary, he was very happy that Mu He didn't push him away. He's mouth, but he didn't expect that the tongue just touched the other's lips, and before it passed, Mu He forcefully pushed it away.

Mu He looked at Meng Qi in a panic, and Meng Qi's expression was not very good, but Mu He didn't know what to do.

The memories recalled when Meng Qi kissed him just now made Mu He doubt what Meng Qi said before, because in those memories, Meng Qi never appeared.

He didn't doubt that the person whose face he couldn't remember was not Meng Qi, because Meng Qi's face was always clear in his memory, so maybe Meng Qi wasn't his boyfriend at all.

Thinking of this, Mu He felt a little scared. He didn't know who the person he had forgotten was, but he knew that if the other party knew that he was with Meng Qi, he would definitely be sad. At least Mu He As long as he thinks that the person he likes is with others, his heart will hurt.

"Xiaohe..." Meng Qi's voice was a little hoarse when he spoke. Looking at Mu He's expression, he showed a very hurt expression, "Xiaohe..."

Mu He didn't answer Meng Qi, but walked down the bridge quickly. Meng Qi looked at Mu He's back, and his face turned cold for a moment, until he saw that Mu He didn't leave directly, but sat in the pavilion. Only then slowly walked over and sat opposite Mu He.

"I'm sorry just now." Meng Qi looked down at the delicacies on the table, and picked up a chopstick of the dishes for Mu He, "Let's eat."

"I'm just..." Mu He lowered his head and hesitated for a moment, then looked up at Meng Qi, seeing Meng Qi's expressionless face, Mu He suddenly didn't know how to speak, "I'm just a little scared, sorry I overreacted."

Hearing what he said, Meng Qi looked up at Mu He and smiled slightly, "It's not your fault. It's normal for you to be afraid without these memories. It's because I didn't care about your mood."

Mu He looked at Meng Qi with a guilty expression, and suddenly wondered if his thoughts just now were wrong, but he still didn't ask any questions, just ate quietly, and answered briefly when Meng Qi asked him.

He wasn't sure if Meng Qi had seen something, but he couldn't tell Meng Qi everything without any grievances like before.

After eating, the two walked back to the hotel slowly. Although Meng Qi was still holding Mu He's hand on the way back, Mu He felt uncomfortable, as if Meng Qi was a lion, throwing his prey Hold on tightly, making him want to escape but can't.

When they reached the entrance of the hotel, they met Mo He's group again.

Mo Yutong looked at Mu He, then at Meng Qi who was next to him, snorted lightly, then turned and walked into the hotel, and Xu Zhi who was next to her also rushed in, without letting his eyes meet the two of them at all. After staying, Mo He smiled at the two of them and walked in. Hu Xinhong glanced at the two of them and followed them in.

Mu He looked at these people, and the faces of several people gradually emerged in his mind. He knew that these people were his classmates in the third year of high school. Only Mo He's face did not appear in his memory.

Meng Qi looked at the bewildered Mu He, feeling very nervous. He had never dared to let the two meet face to face, but it was such a coincidence that they went to the same tourist attraction at the same time, and even lived in the same place. .

When we met in the afternoon, I thought Mo He was just passing by here, but he didn't expect to live here. After all, the first floor of this hotel is actually a small shop, so he didn't find out that Mo He lived here at the time.

Although Meng Qi was very nervous, he tried his best to suppress his emotions, pretending to do nothing, "Let's go, go back to the room."

Mu He looked at Meng Qi beside him, and being looked at by Mu He, Meng Qi always felt a little guilty, "What are you thinking?"

But Mu He did not answer Meng Qi's words, but turned his head to look at the back of the pedestrian who had just disappeared.

Maybe they'll know something...

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The author has something to say:

Moo Hyul: Can I recover my memory?It's hard to fake amnesia.

Meng Qi: What? !Pretending to be amnesiac? !

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dig!We're already in the second half!

To clarify, the first half (before this chapter) was written at the end of 17, and the second half (beginning of this chapter) was written in mid-19.

The style may have changed a little bit, but when I edited the article, I should have been working on the current situation, so it may seem that the difference is not big, but I still can’t see it by myself, maybe you will find it when you read it!