After Aojiao's amnesia turned into a crying bag

Fang Chuxi sat in front of the emergency room, his eyes a little lost.

It's ridiculous to say that in just two or three months, he has come to the emergency room of the hospital three times, and two of them were because of Lu Yunchuan.

It's just that compared to the first time, he panicked so much now that he had to cross his fingers and put his elbows on his knees to barely stop the shaking of his hands.

Some pictures kept flashing before his eyes, there was Lu Yunchuan smiling happily when he was eating the meal he cooked; Hold him by the corner of his clothes, say in a hoarse voice that you like him...

In the end, all of them changed into the appearance of Lu Yunchuan closing his eyes and being sent to the ambulance.Fang Chuxi touched the back of his head when he was being sent to the stretcher - it was wet and his hands were covered with blood.

After arriving at the hospital, the blood on his hands had been washed clean, but there was still a faint smell of rust on his fingertips, which could not go away.

If something really happened to Lu Yunchuan...

Fang Chuxi felt a suffocation in his chest.He subconsciously closed his eyes, trying not to think about some pessimistic things.

"...Teacher Fang?"

Wu Zhi's voice came cautiously from the side, Fang Chuxi froze for two seconds, then slowly raised his head, he didn't even hear Wu Zhi's footsteps.

"Director Zhang." He greeted in a tired tone, unable to squeeze out a polite smile on his stiff face.

Wu Zhi is not very good at comforting people, so he can only pass the convenience store bag in his hand: "Mr. Fang, I remember you haven't eaten since noon... Let's eat something casually first."

Fang Chuxi's body really couldn't hold it anymore, he didn't try to be brave, thanked him and took the bag, which contained two rice balls and a box of warm milk.

Wu Zhi sat down next to him, and whispered to him: "The clerk told me that their rice balls are sold out every day. There is also this milk, which seems to be a relatively small brand, but it is said to be delicious. , try it..."

Fang Chuxi stared at the bottle of milk in a daze, but suddenly couldn't hear what Wu Zhi was saying.

He took out the milk from the bag, glanced over the bottle, his fingers trembling slightly.The familiar logo and packaging, the familiar feel, and even the design of the glass bottle are exactly the same as a few years ago.

The memory is like a rabbit, in the blink of an eye, it jumped back to the midsummer of that year.

The sun was scorching hot, Fang Chuxi pushed open the door of the basketball court with a bag of mineral water in his hand.

The squad leader saw him from a distance, trotted to the outside of the court, took the water in his hand: "Chu Xi, come to play?"

Fang Chuxi smiled at him, her porcelain-white skin became whiter and more transparent under the lights of the basketball court, like a touch of coolness in this hot summer: "I won't die, this is what the party secretary asked me to drop by. Squad leader, this year Come on, basketball game."

"Hehe, definitely," the squad leader smiled and opened the bottle of mineral water, throwing bottles to the teammates who gathered not far away, "As long as we don't get any perverts from the sports and business schools in the first round, let's play the rumor that this year will be a good one." There is definitely a play!"

The squad leader paused, and then added: "I'm talking about drama, and I'm trying not to be the last one."

It is said that most of them are dead houses who don't like sports. It is not easy to gather a team. Fang Chuxi also understands this truth, and has fun with the squad leader for a long time.

The task of delivering water was completed, and he was about to say goodbye and leave when a group of people suddenly surged in from the entrance of the basketball hall and quickly occupied the empty field on the other side.

The squad leader finished distributing the water, and pouted over there: "Yo, it's time to say it's perverted."

Fang Chuxi glanced at the black team uniforms of the group of people, a little curious: "The business school? Why are they abnormal?" In his impression, the business school in the past was not very good at sports.

"You don't know, they have a perverted freshman this year! The kind of fierce guy that the sports institute can't stop." He's tall and handsome, what's his name... Lu Yunchuan?"

Fang Chuxi looked over following the monitor's instructions, and saw a handsome young man with an indifferent expression.He has a pair of deep peach blossom eyes, which are provocative even when he is not smiling.

Although it was just a glimpse, at that moment, something seemed to scratch Fang Chuxi's heart, making him subconsciously remember this junior named Lu Yunchuan.

Later, he often came to deliver water for the team secretary of the Communist Youth League, and sometimes when he had nothing to do, he would sit in the auditorium around the basketball hall and write scripts.

The sound of sneakers rubbing, yelling and applauding echoed in the stadium. It should be very chaotic, but in his ears it became a harmonious background music when typing on the keyboard.Occasionally, he would raise his head to rest his cervical spine, glance over the crowd in black uniforms in the basketball court, and stay for a few seconds on a slender figure before continuing to code.

After the basketball game, Fang Chuxi still came to the arena from time to time, but he never saw that business school student who didn't like to laugh very much.

The school is so big that you may not be able to meet the same major after school. Fang Chuxi put this secret thought that hadn't even sprouted in the back of his mind for the time being, and continued to be busy writing scripts and professional courses.

It wasn't until the winter vacation of his sophomore year that he was originally helping out in a film crew, but suddenly he received news that his mother was dying.

My mother was suddenly diagnosed with terminal cancer.It took less than two months from identification to death.All this happened unexpectedly, until Fang Chuxi attended the funeral and returned to the campus after school, he was in a daze, and he didn't even know what he had experienced this winter vacation.

Back at school, he didn't know how many nights he had, he suffered from insomnia again, walked out of the dormitory building in the middle of the night, and wandered aimlessly on the deserted playground for a long time.It was still very cold in Beijing in early spring. He walked all the way to the school's 24-hour convenience store, and saw the warm white light in the store from a distance.

He suddenly remembered that the study room at home also had this kind of warm white lamp.

The study is full of my mother's obscure professional books, as well as his fiction magazines.When he was a child, he liked to stay in the study with his mother, reading a book with each other.

He can't bear the sleepiness and falls asleep very early on the sofa in the study. Sometimes he can feel his mother pick him up and send him back to the bed in the bedroom, and then gently tuck him in the quilt horn.

All the while he was falling asleep, the warm and peaceful breath that only belonged to his mother lingered on the tip of his nose.

And now, he will lose that warmth forever.

Fang Chuxi didn't go into the store, he sat on the steps next to the convenience store, buried his face in his arms, and wept silently like rain.

He didn't know how long he huddled there and cried, but he only remembered the sound of light footsteps and the sound of the glass bottle colliding with the concrete steps that brought him back to his senses in the agony.

He reacted sluggishly for a while, then slowly raised his head, only to see a tall and straight figure disappearing silently into the night, gradually overlapping with the handsome young man on the basketball court in his memory.

And on the steps beside him, there was a glass bottle of milk that was still warm.

In that somewhat cold late night, he was like a desperate man struggling in the swamp-like darkness, but he suddenly saw a beam of light falling in silently.

As a result, the seed that had been quietly buried broke out of the ground with an unstoppable force, and quickly grew into a towering tree that he himself had never expected.

He began to actively chase the figure of that person in the dark, observing his every appearance whether smiling or quiet.He inquired about Lu Yunchuan's news with other people, secretly learned about his preferences, and even made friends with him.

When he heard that Lu Yunchuan needed a marriage partner, he volunteered to meet Lu Yunchuan.It was the first time he spoke directly to Lu Yunchuan, and he was so nervous that he felt a little dizzy.

In the five years after marriage, he himself had doubted more than once, if it wasn't for Lu Yunchuan who came that day, would he still fall in love with her so hopelessly?

But when I think about it carefully, it seems that fate has already written the script. He is destined to meet Lu Yunchuan on the most vulnerable night, and he is also destined to meet Lu Yunchuan uncontrollably because of the inadvertent tenderness revealed under the other's indifferent surface. fall into it.

For the past five years, he has been relying on the passion of his three-year secret love to support himself step by step.But when he ran out of enthusiasm and was about to give up, Lu Yunchuan suddenly turned around and held his hand.

This is tantamount to raining down on a dying person in the desert. Fang Chuxi can't describe how much self-control he used to barely suppress the urge to turn back.He kept telling himself that after Lu Yunchuan regained his memory, they would eventually separate. No matter how much the amnesiac Lu Yunchuan made him throb, he couldn't touch this bright glass of poisoned wine.

But now Lu Yunchuan's life and death are unpredictable, and the defense line in his heart is shaken violently as if encountering a flood.

Fang Chuxi clutched the glass bottle in her hand, and silently closed her eyes.

...he didn't know what to do.The only thing I can pray for is that nothing happens to Lu Yunchuan.

I don't know if God heard the voice in his heart. After a long wait, the door of the emergency room finally opened.

Fang Chuxi stood up immediately: "Doctor, how is he?"

The doctor said: "Don't worry, the patient's vital signs are currently stable. The most serious wound is the place where the back of the head was scratched by a sharp object, but the sutures have been completed, and the other parts are skin trauma. When the patient wakes up, if there is any If you don’t feel well, go for a special checkup.”

Fang Chuxi breathed a sigh of relief, and the doctor asked again: "By the way, has the patient experienced some kind of brain trauma before?"

Fang Chuxi immediately told about Lu Yunchuan's fall down the stairs and the symptoms one by one. The doctor pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Then, after the patient wakes up, go for a brain CT scan."

Fang Chuxi was slightly taken aback, and asked, "You mean..."

The doctor took off his mask and nodded to him:

"The impact is still very stimulating to the brain. If there are no accidents, it won't take long for his memory to recover."

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I will be joining v tomorrow, there will be an update of [-] words, thanks to the babies who have been with me all the way, catch them and give them a chirp~