I just want to be a vegetable

Cheng Zhiyuan looked at Xiangqian coming out of the consultation room, as if he had lost his soul, his heart tightened, and he stepped forward to wrap his arms around his shoulder: "Are you all right?"

Yearning looked up at him blankly, but didn't answer.Cheng Zhiyuan looked at the doctor behind him and asked anxiously, "Is the problem serious?"

The doctor said unhurriedly: "It's not too big, it's not too small. But you don't have to worry too much. You usually take him to outdoor activities, talk to him about the past, and take him to familiar places. It will be of great help to him in this situation."

Cheng Zhiyuan wrote down one by one, and then asked: "Is there really no problem? Do you want to stay in the hospital for observation for a while?"

The doctor smiled and said: "There is no need to be hospitalized. Staying in the hospital is not conducive to his recovery."

Only now did Cheng Zhiyuan bid farewell to the doctor, and led Xiang to the door.

"baby?"

Yearning came back to his senses a little bit: "Huh?"

"What did the doctor tell you? Why are you in a daze when you come out? Are you really all right?"

Yearning calmed down, squeezed out a smile and said, "It's really all right. It's a bit complicated, I'll talk to you when I get back."

"Memory fragments?" Cheng Zhiyuan sat up straight and looked forward to yearning.

Yearning nodded, and said seriously: "That is to say, I haven't had any brain movement in the past few years. I have had many dreams relying on the remaining memory fragments in my head. I thought these dreams were real, so I just would be so troublesome."

"So it is." Cheng Zhiyuan rubbed his yearning head, "Are you still troubled now?"

"There is still a little bit, you have to get used to it slowly." Xiangqian leaned on Cheng Zhiyuan's shoulder, rolling up the corner of his clothes to play, "Do you still remember that I asked you about Yangyang before?"

Cheng Zhiyuan's heart moved, and he raised his eyes to look forward to: "Who the hell is Yang Yang?"

"Our son."

"son?!"

"Dream..."

"Ah... I really want to see what he looks like, isn't he cute?"

"He has an apple face, curly hair on the top of his head, and his facial features are a bit like yours. You are a ghost, and you always bully me!"

Cheng Zhiyuan was dumbfounded when he heard this: "Really? I wish I could see him! But, I remember you said before that if you have a child in the future, you hope it will be a girl. Girls will be more obedient and be able to be us The softener of the family, so that the whole family will not be full of tough men."

"Really, but I've changed my mind now... I really want a Yangyang!"

"Hearing you say that, I want him." Cheng Zhiyuan's mouth curled up slightly, "Why don't we work hard now——"

As he spoke, he pressed Yearning on the sofa,

Cheng Zhiyuan let go of his gap, Xiang Xiang panted and said, "I haven't taken a shower yet—"

"Don't wash it, I can't help it..."

Although the sofa is not small, the two men are still squeezed on it, unable to use it.Cheng Zhiyuan picked up Xiangqian and walked to the bedroom.Cheng Zhiyuan staggered and almost tripped over himself.

"Stop flirting baby, you know, I've endured it for six years, don't you want to live—"

Cheng Zhiyuan's voice was breathed out, and his yearning face was instantly flushed red by him, and he hurriedly shut his mouth tightly.

Cheng Zhiyuan put Yearning on the bed, and Yearning's two legs hung on the edge of the bed, Cheng Zhiyuan put;

"Why..." Xiang Xiang whispered.

Cheng Zhiyuan leaned down and leaned into his ear:

Cheng Zhiyuan's "gentleness" made him yearn for a night without dreams, but he woke up the next day in a daze, because of his physical discomfort and his mood also became depressed. Under such emotions, there was a ding in his mind, and a terrible idea appeared.This thought frightened him, and Cheng Zhiyuan was woken up by his shaking.

Before Cheng Zhiyuan realized what was going on, Yearning had already got into his arms: "Are you the real you?"

Cheng Zhiyuan was taken aback by his words, hurriedly:

Xiang Xiang didn't listen to Cheng Zhiyuan's chatter at all, looked up at Cheng Zhiyuan, and said, "Where's Yangyang?"

Cheng Zhiyuan was really frightened by him: "There is no Yangyang, baby, didn't we talk about it yesterday? The doctor also said that it was your dream, not real."

Longing looked into Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes, and after a long time, he let out a long breath: "Fortunately, it's real now, and I didn't enter the next dream." Saying it;

Cheng Zhiyuan stared at him blankly, letting him hold his hand until Xiangxiang pinched his face hard, and Cheng Zhiyuan came back to his senses:

Only then did Xiang Xiang smile, and said to Cheng Zhiyuan: "Who said there is no yang yang, didn't someone say to have a yang yang last night?"

Cheng Zhiyuan almost thought that the person in his arms was a fake yearning, but seeing his wicked smile, he knew he was flirting again.

"It seems that I not only got a yangyang, but also got a daughter for you later?"

Yearning knew that no matter how thick his skin was, he couldn't get far in the process, so he beat Cheng Zhiyuan's chest hard: "It's all your fault! It made me feel depressed early in the morning! You have to take responsibility!"

Cheng Zhiyuan grabbed a handful of Yearning, and said with a wicked smile: "So responsible?"

Yearning: "You want to kill me... Hurry up and give me a massage... My body is almost back to before liberation, I have been exercising for so long..."

Cheng Zhiyuan smiled: "Decree! Here comes the old brand to kill the chicken!"

Longing to lie on the bed and enjoy the Cheng Zhiyuan brand horse killing chicken, fell asleep again after a while.Cheng Zhiyuan smiled and kissed the back of his neck, got up and went out to get some food.

Yearning slept until one o'clock in the afternoon before being woken up by hunger.When he woke up and opened his eyes, he met Cheng Zhiyuan's gaze, Cheng Zhiyuan said, "It's time to wake up baby, if you sleep again, it will be night."

Yearning puts her arms around Cheng Zhiyuan's neck: "Hold me up—"

Cheng Zhiyuan fell in love with this soft and cute figure, hugged his waist and lifted him up: "Sit down and wake up, I'll make you a hot meal." Yearning for him, he let him go.

Yearning to swallow a mouthful of rice, he said to Cheng Zhiyuan: "I want to go to work, and if I stay at home every day, grass will grow on my body."

"it is good!"

Yearning thought that Cheng Zhiyuan was going to say a big reason not to let him go to work, but he didn't expect him to agree so simply.

"You don't object?"

"Why object?" Cheng Zhiyuan stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth: "I'll take you to meet some people tonight."

"Who is it?"

Cheng Zhiyuan pretended to be mysterious: "You will know when you see it."

The place Cheng Zhiyuan booked is a quiet club, it seems that it is not an ordinary gathering of friends, there should be something to talk about, yearning for Xindao.

Sure enough, as soon as the private room was opened, the four people inside stood up to welcome them, making Xiangxiang a little at a loss.

"Engineer."

"Xiao Xiang? Is it Xiao Xiang?"

"I thought Cheng Gong was going to bring his lover over—"

The person who called him Xiaoxiang longed to have an impression. Cheng Zhiyuan had brought him to meet him before, and he was Cheng Zhiyuan's colleague.

Yearning bowed his head with a guilty conscience, unexpectedly Cheng Zhiyuan took his hand and said solemnly to the four of them: "I would like to introduce to you officially, my lover, Yearning."

Yearning thought she had heard wrong, turned her head and looked at Cheng Zhiyuan with wide eyes, Cheng Zhiyuan looked at him dotingly.The four people in the private room all opened their mouths halfway, and were stunned for a few seconds.

"Ah, hello to Mr. Xiang!"

There was one person at the beginning, and the others echoed and called him Mr. Xiang. This time, it was Xiangxiang's turn to be dazed. He tried to break away from Cheng Zhiyuan's hand but couldn't.

He had no choice but to raise his free hand and wave it: "You are too polite, I don't dare to be Mr. Xiang. Just call me Xiao Xiang."

Of course those four people didn't dare to call him Xiao Xiang directly, but they didn't know how to address him properly. They all looked at Cheng Zhiyuan, and Cheng Zhiyuan smiled and said, "You can call him whatever he says, it doesn't matter that much."

After Cheng Zhiyuan had spoken, everyone was relieved and eager to chat.

After everyone was seated, they began to order food. Cheng Zhiyuan ordered some red wine, and also ordered drinks for Xiangxiang.

While waiting for the dishes, Cheng Zhiyuan poured wine for them all, got up to toast them, Xiang Xiang hurriedly poured himself a glass of wine, and got up.

Cheng Zhiyuan glanced at his cup, snatched it and put it down, poured him a drink and handed it to him.

"You can't drink now."

Yearning didn't want to argue with him in front of outsiders, so she took the drink silently.

Cheng Zhiyuan raised his wine glass and made a round of toasts to the four people present, and Xiang Xiang also made a round of toasts with him before drinking down the "liquid" in the glass together.

"Everyone is honored today and came to my appointment, I am very grateful!" After everyone sat down, Cheng Zhiyuan continued, "I have already decided what I told you before, and today I want to talk to you, let You have an idea in mind, so make preparations first. It will take some time for the specific operation, and you have to wait for the registration and approval, and there are other sevens and eighty-eight things.”

All four nodded in agreement, only Xiang Xiang looked blank, he turned his head and asked Cheng Zhiyuan with his eyes, in return Cheng Zhiyuan squeezed his hand under the table.

After a meal, Xiang Xiang understood what Cheng Zhiyuan was talking about from their conversation.

In addition to introducing the identity of his lover at the beginning, Cheng Zhiyuan also introduced his profession and areas of expertise to them during the meal, as if he wanted to push him out.

Yearning also cooperated with Cheng Zhiyuan very face-saving, and shared some of his views with those present.

Cheng Zhiyuan was talking and making small movements under the table the whole time, no, Xiangxiang gave him a few eye warnings in a subtle way, but it was useless.

On the way home, Xiangxiang didn't say much. After arriving home, Cheng Zhiyuan hurriedly hugged him: "Are you angry? Are you angry that I didn't discuss it with you? Or is it because I teased you during dinner?"

Yearning pinched his waist: "You also know how shameless you are when eating?"

Cheng Zhiyuan rubbed his neck with a playful smile, and pushed his head longingly: "When did you start to have this idea? Open your own studio."