After Aojiao's amnesia turned into a crying bag

Lu Yunchuan was sitting in the office, playing with the small box in his hand.

It was a dark blue velvet box containing two silver rings.Considering Fang Chuxi's usual aesthetics, he didn't add any fancy embellishments, but only carved two infinity symbols inside the ring with his own hands.

He thought that even if his memory recovered in the future, he would always love Fang Chuxi.

Like the infinity symbol, it never ends.

The day after tomorrow is Fang Chuxi's birthday, and it is also Fang Chuxi's last day of vacation in the capital.Lu Yunchuan had already decided to give away this ring on Fang Chuxi's birthday.

He really wanted to see a silver ring like his on Fang Chuxi's ring finger.Thinking of the scene of putting on a ring for Fang Chuxi himself, as if it was a marriage proposal, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

He hadn't experienced this kind of thing before.

Tsk, I'm really disappointing.

But it doesn't matter, let him complete it.

There was a sudden knock on the door outside the office, Lu Yunchuan instantly suppressed the smile just now, and put the small box into his drawer: "Come in."

A somewhat old figure walked outside the door, Lu Yunchuan raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "Butler Zhang?"

The person who came was the housekeeper of Lu's old house. He had worked diligently in Lu's old house for decades, and Lu Yunchuan and Lu Yunming were both watched by him.

He is also the confidant of Mr. Lu. Although Lu Yunchuan lost his memory, he saw this when he met him when he went to the old house.At this time, the butler came to the Lu family, and the representative was naturally the old Mr. Lu.

There was no obvious expression on Lu Yunchuan's face, his eyes were filled with coldness: "He asked you to come?"

The housekeeper seemed to be holding something in his hand, wrapped in a white cloth and tied tightly with a thin rope.He coughed lightly: "Master, I'm here to visit you on behalf of the master."

Lu Yunchuan didn't take it seriously, and there was a trace of mockery in his eyes: "Then why don't you see him come by himself?"

There was no emotion on the butler's face, and he was still very respectful: "Master's health is not very good, but he cares about you very much."

This kind of perfunctory answer, Lu Yunchuan just listened to it, and didn't even bother to answer it.

The housekeeper continued to ask: "When Mr. Fang goes back to work, do you want to go to Hangzhou together?"

Lu Yunchuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked, "Why, do you want to control my schedule?"

"Of course not," said the butler, "Master just cares about you. In this way, I can show you what Master asked me to bring."

He touched the things in his arms with wrinkled fingers, and began to untie the white cloth bag very slowly. What the hell are you going to do.

But as the string was gradually untied, the outline outlined by the white cloth became more and more obvious, and Lu Yunchuan's brows became more and more wrinkled.

But the moment the butler pulled the white cloth away, he saw what was exposed, and his fingertips tapping on the table stopped abruptly.

It was a coiled black long whip.

Made of genuine leather and in excellent condition, it reflects an excellent leather sheen under the office lights.The whip body is tightly woven, as thick as two fingers of an adult, one can imagine how violent it will be when it is pulled down.

This kind of whip is usually a horsewhip. Lu Yunchuan saw it after losing his memory, and a partner even gave him a special one.

But the moment he saw the whip, his heartbeat began to beat uncontrollably, and he had an extremely strong stress reaction.

It was as if he had been whipped by this whip, whip after whip, and there was no way to hide.

"...Get out," Lu Yunchuan almost squeezed his voice out of his throat, he pressed the edge of the table tightly, his knuckles turned white, and a thin layer of sweat broke out from his temples, "Get out!"

The butler bowed to him, silently put the whip on the side coffee table, turned and left the office.

The moment Lu Yunchuan knelt on the ground, there was only one thought in his mind.

He cannot fall.

My wife... will come to him later.

he can not……

When Fang Chuxi came to Lu's building, he saw a familiar figure from a distance, who looked like the housekeeper of Lu's old house.

He went upstairs with doubts, came to Lu Yunchuan's office, knocked on the door, but heard no reply.

Went to a meeting?

Fang Chuxi hesitated for a moment, then pushed open the door.

In the next second, he saw Lu Yunchuan kneeling beside the desk with a face as pale as paper.

He narrowed his eyes and quickly ran over: "What's wrong with you!"

Lu Yunchuan was still holding on to the edge of the table next to him with one hand, as if he wanted to use his strength to stand up, but after he tried twice, his body seemed to lose his strength, and he immediately fell back to the original position after lifting up a little.

Fang Chuxi wanted to help him up, but Lu Yunchuan was taller and heavier than him, so he didn't drag him for a while.

He glanced anxiously at Lu Yunchuan, the other person's current state looked absolutely abnormal, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his vision was blurred, and even his lips were as white as paper.

He was about to try to help Lu Yunchuan up again, when he suddenly heard Lu Yunchuan's hoarse voice: "...wife."

"I'm here," Fang Chuxi immediately knelt down and faced him face to face, "I'm here... What's wrong with you?"

However, Lu Yunchuan did not respond to him.

His eyes were blank, and he couldn't hear Fang Chuxi's voice. His whole body seemed to have fallen into another world.

Just relying on instinct, calling "wife" one after another.

As if to make sure that Fang Chuxi was still by her side.

Fang Chuxi forced himself to calm down, and quickly called Lin Lan.After hearing his narration, Lin Lan immediately said: "The second drawer on the left of Mr. Lu's desk contains the old medicine. You can try it first. I will contact the doctor right away."

Fang Chuxi found a medicine bottle according to her instructions, and took another bottle of bottled water, trying to coax Lu Yunchuan to take the medicine.However, Lu Yunchuan couldn't hear his voice at all, and couldn't take medicine at all.

This situation is really difficult.Fang Chuxi frowned and thought for a few seconds, then suddenly remembered something, lowered his head, swallowed the medicine, and quickly took another sip of water.

He pulled Lu Yunchuan's collar, raised his head and kissed the man in front of him, and put the pills and water into his mouth.

Lu Yunchuan's Adam's apple twitched, and after a few seconds, he finally swallowed the medicine. ,

Fang Chuxi breathed a sigh of relief, paused, and took another sip of water.He flipped through the foreign letters on the bottle, and vaguely recognized words such as "calm and soothe the nerves" from a bunch of professional terms.

A few minutes after Lu Yunchuan took the medicine, his body stopped shaking, but his eyes were still dull.Fang Chuxi tried to help him again, but this time Lu Yunchuan stood up, but immediately fell on Fang Chuxi's body, his arms suddenly folded, and hugged him tightly.

Like a person who fell into a well, grabbing the only rope that could pull him up.

Fang Chuxi was a little at a loss, and patted him on the back lightly: "Lu Yunchuan?"

Lu Yunchuan didn't say a word, but still leaned over and hugged him like a big koala.

Fang Chuxi changed several ways of persuasion, but none of them produced any other reactions. He was about to try to bring Lu Yunchuan to the chair next to him and sit down, but Lu Yunchuan seemed to feel that Fang Chuxi was trying to separate from him. The movement made the body tremble imperceptibly.

Fang Chuxi stopped immediately, thinking that he was about to regain his senses, but he heard a slight sob.

In a few seconds, the clothes on his shoulders were wet.

Fang Chuxi: "..."

He had no choice but to let the crying koala stay with him.

The doctor came not long after. After Lin Lan brought the doctor over, she only said hello to Fang Chuxi and left the office immediately.

In the past, when Mr. Lu saw the doctor, he never let other people be present.

But if Mr. Fang is now...

Lin Lan recalled the recent relationship between Mr. Lu and Mr. Fang, and felt that even after Mr. Lu recovered his memory, she should not blame her for not persuading Mr. Fang out.

After all, Mr. Lu himself wanted to hold Mr. Fang.

The only one to blame is Mr. Lu himself.

……

"Traumatic stress disorder?"

Fang Chuxi frowned and asked.

His image at this time is actually a bit funny - Lu Yunchuan insisted on hugging him whole, so he could only turn his face from the gap between Lu Yunchuan's shoulders and talk to the doctor with difficulty.

The doctor introduced himself and said that he has been practicing for more than [-] years, and has been taking care of Lu Yunchuan's physical condition for five or six years. Quickly demonstrated professionalism:

"Yes, Mr. Lu has always had a very serious traumatic stress disorder, which has not improved significantly over the years. I suggested that he keep medicines on hand for emergencies at any time. However, during this period of time, the frequency of his attacks has actually been much lower than before. It has been nearly five months since the last time."

Fang Chuxi couldn't help asking: "Why does he have such an obstacle?"

The doctor smiled and said, "Sorry, Mr. Fang, although you are Mr. Lu's family... As Mr. Lu's personal doctor, we cannot disclose the patient's condition without the patient's permission."

But he never said anything to me.

I don't understand anything, don't know anything.

Fang Chuxi murmured a few words softly in her heart, quickly concealed her low mood, nodded and said, "I see. Then what can you do to calm him down first?"

The doctor pondered for a moment: "Actually, you just need to hold him like this."

Fang Chuxi was stunned for a moment, and then showed some disbelief: "He used to treat like this?"

The doctor was also stunned for two seconds, and then quickly explained: "I'm married! I have a wife and a daughter!"

Immediately, he realized that this explanation seemed to have deepened his misunderstanding, and he had to add: "Don't worry, it wasn't treated like this before, please don't misunderstand..."

He turned around and rummaged in the bag he brought with him, and took out something wrapped in a sealed bag: "When Mr. Lu was ill before, I usually used unilateral speech to guide his emotions slowly. , and show him this..."

Fang Chuxi couldn't help being stunned when he saw the thing he took out.

It was an old collection of poems, the pages were yellow, and it looked like it was old.

The doctor carefully took out the collection of poems, and opened one of the pages. There was a hollowed-out silver bookmark, shining beautifully under the light: "This is what Mr. Lu himself requested. After the onset of his stress disorder , every time I see this, my emotions will gradually calm down."

On that page, there were a few lines of verses marked with black ink, which happened to catch Fang Chuxi's eyes:

"The grass is bearing its seed

The wind is shaking its leaves

we stand and don't speak

It is very beautiful”①

Fang Chuxi stared at those few lines of poems and was stunned for a long time.

He suddenly remembered an old incident.

When he was in college, as a literary youth, he fell in love with some modern poets fanatically for a certain period of time, and bought many anthologies of poetry to take with him for reading.

One day, in an empty self-study classroom, he was looking down at a collection of poems when a tall figure suddenly sat down in front of him.

At that time, he had already fallen in love with Lu Yunchuan, and he could recognize the appearance of the person he liked just by looking at the back of his head, and his heart immediately beat uncontrollably.

He raised his head, then quickly lowered his head, and his eyes sneaked forward again.The fingers resting on the book stayed there for 10 minutes without turning to the next page.

Lu Yunchuan was reading the professional book quietly in the front seat, while he was sitting in the back seat, staring at the poem in the book in a daze.After a long time, he suddenly felt that the few lines in the poem were very suitable for their current appearance.

Sitting one behind the other, not speaking.

It is very beautiful.

He quietly picked up the pen and drew those few words, as if drawing a secret thought.

Later, when he was about to leave the classroom, Lu Yunchuan hadn't left yet.He didn't know what kind of mood he was holding at the time, so he left the book of poems on the seat before he left.

——It turned out to be here.

He took the book with trembling hands, Lu Yunchuan was holding him all the time, so his posture was a bit tangled, but he still managed to turn to the last page of the book, and saw a small seal on the last page.

"Fang New Year's Eve seal."

His nickname was Lunar New Year's Eve, and his mother personally carved a chapter for him back then, and later on every book of his, he personally carved a small mark on the end page.

Yes, this is really his book.

Fang Chuxi no longer knew how to think about this matter.Did Lu Yunchuan really take his book back then?Why would he take it?

He fell into a daze, but Lu Yunchuan, who had been holding him tightly all this time, gradually relaxed his arms as if he had just woken up from a dream.

His gaze was congealing again, as if breaking free from the chaos, he was gradually able to raise his head and look at Fang Chuxi's face.

There were still teardrops on his eyelashes and cheeks, and on that face that had fascinated countless facial expressions, he showed a look of bewilderment, and softly called: "... Wife?"

This is obviously about to recover from a stressful state.The doctor beside him breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that I don't need to do counseling anymore. Mr. Lu's recovery speed this time is much faster than before."

Fang Chuxi glanced at the book: "Can you put this book with me first?"

The doctor was a little embarrassed: "But this is the patient..."

Fang Chuxi said softly: "This is my book, which was taken away by him before."

doctor:"……"

ok, sorry to bother you.

Within a few minutes, the light finally appeared in Lu Yunchuan's eyes again.He seemed to have had a long nightmare, looking at Fang Chuxi's face in front of him as if he had passed away, and murmured softly: "My wife."

Before he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed Fang Chuxi.

doctor:"……"

Ah, he seems to be a bit redundant.

Fortunately, Lu Yunchuan's kiss was just a touch, and then he raised his head, his eyelids drooped, and his body gradually began to shake.

The doctor quickly said: "This is the drug's sleeping effect."

With the help of the doctor, Fang Chuxi helped Lu Yunchuan to lie down in the next bedroom.After the sleeping Lu Yunchuan was settled, the doctor walked out of the bedroom and picked up his bag: "Since Mr. Lu has nothing to do now, I'll go first. This is my business card. My mobile phone is turned on 24 hours a day. If Mr. Lu If anything happens later, you can call me directly."

Fang Chuxi responded politely and sent the doctor out of the office.When he returned to the bedroom inside the office again, he found that half of Lu Yunchuan's body was sticking out of the bed, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he seemed to be sleeping restlessly.

He hurried over to push Lu Yunchuan in, and then covered him with a quilt.Lu Yunchuan came into contact with the familiar breath, his tense body gradually relaxed, and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Fang Chuxi looked at the harmless eyes of the man when he was sleeping soundly, and thought to himself, why didn't you say anything before?

Whether it’s about the family, or his PTSD, or that book of poetry.

When he thought that Lu Yunchuan was naturally fickle and would never fall in love with him, Lu Yunchuan lost his memory and fell in love with him at first sight.

And when he thought that Lu Yunchuan should have grown up surrounded by the favor of countless people, he found that the family situation that the other party had been concealing was far from what he actually imagined, and even had stress trauma disorder of unknown origin.

And what he thinks, Lu Yunchuan never paid attention to him when he was in college, but Lu Yunchuan secretly kept a collection of his poems, and used his collection of poems to restore his composure when the stress reaction broke out.

This kind of impact of being broken cognition came out all at once, and Fang Chuxi's mood became very complicated for a while.

However, when all the mysteries lingered in his mind, he found that no matter what the truth was, it still seemed impossible to influence the final outcome.

His eyelashes trembled, then he lowered his head slowly, and pressed a kiss on Lu Yunchuan's lips.

Like a precious farewell.

……

Lu Yunchuan had a nightmare.

In the dream, Fang Chuxi was walking far, far away. He tried to call his wife, and wanted to run to hold Fang Chuxi's hand, but Fang Chuxi's back gradually disappeared, and finally turned into a hazy black spot and disappeared.

He opened his eyes suddenly, looked at the white wall and overhead light above his head, and blurted out: "Wife!"

A soft nasal voice came from beside him.

Lu Yunchuan was shaken all over, turned his head, and saw a familiar face who was in a drowsy sleep.

As if hearing his shout, Fang Chuxi frowned her pretty eyebrows in her sleep, and slowly opened her eyes.

Lu Yunchuan stared blankly at him, and suddenly a fierce tiger pounced on him and hugged Fang Chuxi into his arms.

The familiar breath lingered on the tip of his nose, and his heart was relieved immediately, and he confided with some grievances: "My wife, do you know that I dreamed of you just now, but no matter how much I chased and shouted, you refused to look back I take a look..."

Fang Chuxi finally regained some sanity from the dazed state of just waking up, and her voice in the early morning was a little lazy and hoarse: "Lu Yunchuan."

Lu Yunchuan hugged him and moaned, "Huh?"

"You're on me. Let go."

Lu Yunchuan: "..."

The author has something to say:

①: "In Front of the Gate" by Gu Cheng, a very gentle poem.

The doctor was hit by the love of the patient today, so he hurried home and his wife and children were hot on the bed.