I just want to be a vegetable

Xiangxiang couldn't remember the head bump incident that Cheng Zhiyuan mentioned, and couldn't figure out why his yang yang disappeared.

What's even more strange is that none of them mentioned the thing of getting cancer so far.Did Cheng Zhiyuan never get sick from the beginning to the end?

Then what happened to those things in his memory, and why were they so deeply imprinted in his mind?

In order to understand this, Yearning cooperated with Cheng Zhiyuan's care and worked hard on regular rehabilitation exercises.

Cheng Zhiyuan also got him a wheelchair, and after staying at home for a long time, he pushed him out to bask in the sun and breathe the fresh air outside.

I still remember that one day Cheng Zhiyuan carried him into the bathroom to take a bath, longing to look at himself in the bathroom mirror, and was frightened by his appearance.

The person who was as thin as a pole in Cheng Zhiyuan's arms wanted to admit that it was him.

At that time, Cheng Zhiyuan kept encouraging him, telling him to eat more and exercise more, so that he could regain his original figure.

Since then, Yearning has never dared to look in the mirror again, and only wants to gain weight quickly and restore her handsome and handsome appearance as soon as possible.

Since then, every time Cheng Zhiyuan wanted to kiss him, he yearned to avoid him.After a long time, Cheng Zhiyuan realized that yearning was a look of loathing him, and he was afraid that Cheng Zhiyuan would also loathe him, so he hid like this.

"I've never seen what you look like. You are much better now than before. I don't dislike you lying motionless on the hospital bed. I just feel sorry for you. What's more, you can move and talk now. To me, this is already very good gone."

Yearning still felt uncomfortable, Cheng Zhiyuan said again: "Besides, whatever you have become, you are still my baby, and it is too late to hurt you, so how can you despise you?"

Xiang Xiang blushed and lowered his head, Cheng Zhiyuan held his face in his arms and kissed him, Xiang Xiang could only respond with a murmur.

Yu Su comes to cook for them on time every day, yearning for the light cooking, Cheng Zhiyuan's is more filling, after finishing cooking and having dinner with them, she usually tidies up the house before going back.

I yearn for small progress every day, such as getting the pronunciation right and expressing my intentions simply;

The hands can be lifted halfway, and the feet can dangle a few times while sitting;

The face began to round back slowly, and the body also gained strength.

"Far away, hug."

Every time he longs to call him that, Cheng Zhiyuan's liver will tremble because of his cuteness.Cheng Zhiyuan was very conflicted in his heart, he hoped that Xiangxiang would recover as soon as possible, and at the same time hoped that he would keep such a cute way of speaking.

In the past, I yearned to call him by his name, or call him without a title. I have never called him "far" so softly, and even offered him a hug.

Cheng Zhiyuan had already put in the water, picked up Yearning and went to the bathroom.Yearning looks forward to the bath time every day, because someone hugs and massages the whole body, and I can just lie down and enjoy it with my eyes closed. This is really the number one pleasure in the world.

Compared with Cheng Zhiyuan's contradictions, Xiang Xiang's heart is more inclined to never recover and let Cheng Zhiyuan serve him all the time, but that's just thinking about it.

After putting away his yearning, Cheng Zhiyuan took off only a pair of underwear, and squatted by the bathtub to help him scrub his body.

"Ha!" Xiang Xiang pointed to Cheng Zhiyuan's lower body and laughed out loud.

"Still laughing...you little villain! Knowing that I can't do anything about you now, you can flirt hard, right?"

Yearning still giggled: "I didn't, tease. It's you, nasty, nasty, thinking, thinking—"

Cheng Zhiyuan scooped up a handful of water, splashed it on his face, turned his head and raised his hand to cover his face.

Yearning didn't find anything wrong with her stress response, but Cheng Zhiyuan saw it all.

Longing for his physical activity to improve again, Cheng Zhiyuan took his hand off with a gratified smile.

"Okay, don't soak for too long." Cheng Zhiyuan took the towel beside him, helped Xiangxiang dry his body, put on his pajamas and carried him out of the bathroom.

It wasn't until Cheng Zhiyuan put him on the bed that Xiangxiang realized: "I can lift my hand!"

Cheng Zhiyuan smiled and kissed the tip of his nose: "Baby is really amazing, it seems that my sex life is not far away—"

Yearning was annoyed by Cheng Zhiyuan's unscrupulous molestation, she raised her hand and slapped his chest, after the slap was over, she was startled, stared at her hand all the time, completely forgetting the purpose of slapping.

Yearning's diet has also changed from light to normal, Yu Su is very happy, and makes delicious food for them every day, and Yearning's face gradually turns rosy.

Because of the strength in his hands, Xiang Xiang began to refuse to let Cheng Zhiyuan feed him in front of Yu Su, and Cheng Zhiyuan had no choice but to let him, after all, it would also help his recovery, but he was more or less disappointed.

In addition to going to the rehabilitation center for regular rehabilitation exercises, Cheng Zhiyuan also bought him a pair of crutches. He yearned to often practice walking at home with crutches, and his leg strength gradually recovered.

One day, Xiangxiang remembered the key question that he almost forgot, looked up at Cheng Zhiyuan, and said seriously: "You, are you recovering?"

Cheng Zhiyuan thought that Xiangxiang was talking about his own recovery, so he replied: "It's almost over, don't worry baby——"

Xiangqian misunderstood Cheng Zhiyuan, and hurriedly explained: "No, I. Yes, you! You, sick."

"Me?" Cheng Zhiyuan was taken aback, "I'm not sick?"

Yearning frowned: "Liver, cancer."

"Ah?" Cheng Zhiyuan pointed at himself incredulously, "I? Have liver cancer?"

Xiang Xiang nodded, Cheng Zhiyuan looked at him incredulously, and said worriedly: "Baby, are you tired from exercising too much recently? Let's slow down the pace in the future, don't worry."

"No!" Yearning anxiously, "No, I'm tired!"

Cheng Zhiyuan hugged him into his arms and followed his back: "Okay baby, we don't want to, if we are not tired we are not tired, we are not in a hurry, ah—"

Buried in Cheng Zhiyuan's arms with yearning and helplessness, he began to question the past he had experienced.Cheng Zhiyuan held his longing, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Things that worried Cheng Zhiyuan came one after another. One night, Yearning kept calling Yang Yang in his sleep, and Cheng Zhiyuan couldn't sleep all night.

The next day, he contacted Feng Zhe and told him about the situation. Feng Zhe was also confused, not knowing what was wrong with Yearning.

The result of the final discussion between the two is that they will take Xiangxiang to the hospital for an examination to see if the brain trauma has not recovered.

Cheng Zhiyuan and Feng Zhe told him about the routine inspection, but yearning to see their faces and quiet and terrifying atmosphere, they were a little puzzled.

"Check, what? I, no, yes, okay, okay?"

Cheng Zhiyuan tried his best to squeeze out a smile: "That's right, it's just a further confirmation, don't think too much."

Longing for the heart, I didn't think about anything, it was you two who were thinking more.

Cheng Zhiyuan wandered around the door of the examination room anxiously, Feng Zhe said impatiently, "Can you stop the meeting? It makes me dizzy."

"It can't stop."

Feng Zhe sighed, and comforted: "Don't be too nervous. Even if something goes wrong, can't you still treat it? Anyway, it's better than before, right? Before, there was no hope..."

Only then did Cheng Zhiyuan regain his composure, and thought, Feng Zhe was right, Xiang Xiang had woken up, there was nothing to be afraid of, it was just a matter of time, he could afford to wait.

The door of the examination room finally opened, the doctor came out, and said to the two people waiting outside: "Everything is normal."

"Is everything really ok?"

The doctor was a little annoyed at Cheng Zhiyuan's questioning: "If you don't believe me, go to another hospital for examination."

Feng Zhe hurriedly explained: "He didn't mean that, but he cared too much about the patients and was too anxious."

Cheng Zhiyuan also apologized, and explained to the doctor his uneasy reaction of longing. The doctor frowned after hearing this, and said, "Is it someone you know? You'd better think about it. If there is a positive character, take him to see the patient and see the patient's reaction.

In addition, you said that he thought you were sick or something. I think it might be that you had some serious illness before. He was so worried at the time that he kept choking on this matter, and he didn't react when he woke up. "

Cheng Zhiyuan listened carefully to the doctor's analysis, and planned to follow the doctor's advice after returning home, hoping it would be useful.

After Xiangxiang was carried into the car by Cheng Zhiyuan, she looked at the two people whose expressions were still serious, and said, "I, am I, yes, is it okay? Seriously, is it serious?"

"No, the doctor said everything is normal." Cheng Zhiyuan hurriedly replied.

"Then, why, no, happy?"

"No..." Cheng Zhiyuan squeezed out a smile, "Maybe I didn't sleep well last night, I was tired."

Feng Zhe didn't go home with them, but he had discussed with Cheng Zhiyuan privately what to do.

In the next few days, Cheng Zhiyuan brought different friends home, some he longed to know, and some he didn't know.

Feng Zhe also kept bringing people to their home, and he also made a big deal about the introducer's name, occupation and so on, saying that he had met or knew him.

No matter the people brought by Cheng Zhiyuan or Feng Zhe, Yearning is not very familiar with them, some don't know them at all, most of them are met once, or they are known by Cheng Zhiyuan or Feng Zhe.

He didn't know what Cheng Zhiyuan and Feng Zhe were going to do, but he didn't care if the house was more lively, chatting with people other than them would be very helpful to exercise his language skills.

After a few days of observation, Cheng Zhiyuan came to the conclusion that none of those people yearned for the yang yang in their mouths.

And all the people he and Feng Zhe knew with the word "Yang" had been searched out by them, and they had no other candidates to try.

However, Xiangxiang has not mentioned the name Yangyang recently, and Cheng Zhiyuan thought that he was just having a "brain twitch" in stages, and he should be gradually recovering.

In order to confirm his deduction, Cheng Zhiyuan asked Xiangxiang another question: "Have I had liver cancer before?"

"Uh...no, is it?" Xiang Xiang looked at him uncertainly.

"Of course not, I'm in such good health."

Yearning suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "No, that's fine!"

Cheng Zhiyuan didn't know how to define the reaction of yearning, so he could only think of the good, at least except for these two points, yearning was in a normal recovery state in other aspects.