After Aojiao's amnesia turned into a crying bag

When Lu Yunchuan took the medicine in his hand and went to pour hot water for him, Fang Chuxi realized something belatedly—even if there is no thermometer, it is not impossible to measure the temperature by hand, why do you have to touch the forehead?

He walked to the table, and before he could speak, Lu Yunchuan stuffed him with a mercury thermometer.

"Measure 5 minutes," Lu Yunchuan glanced at the time, "give me [-]:[-]."

Fang Chuxi: "..."

Fang Chuxi: "Do you know how to make medicine?"

He thought of Lu Yunchuan's performance in the kitchen where he could fry even an egg, and couldn't help being suspicious.

Lu Yunchuan's gaze shifted from the granule he had just torn in his hand to him: "I seem to be out of my mind?"

Fang Chuxi blurted out: "It's...not like."

Lu Yunchuan: "..."

The last two words sounded like they were added temporarily.

"I just don't know how to cook." He brewed a cup of medicine with ease, poured out a small cup of syrup accurately, and placed it in front of Fang Chuxi. "Take out the thermometer and take the medicine."

Fang Chuxi realized something belatedly: "Why did you do this?"

Lu Yunchuan: "..."

Mr. Lu was like an ice sculpture with an expressionless face. After pressing the pause button for a few seconds, he slowly said: "Yesterday's doctor's order was only told to me. You were sleeping at the time."

Fang Chuxi raised her eyes and looked at him suspiciously: "Then how do you take these medicines, just tell me if you don't."

Lu Yunchuan: "Too troublesome."

Fang Chuxi: "..."

Before he could speak, Lu Yunchuan seemed to be covering up, pushed the cup in front of him, and urged: "It will be cold, drink it first."

One hand of Fang Chuxi was holding the other arm holding the thermometer. In order to prevent the thin thermometer from falling off, she could only maintain this position temporarily, which was very inconvenient for taking medicine.He glanced at Lu Yunchuan rather puzzled, who told me to take my temperature before taking the medicine just now?

The original intention of his glance was to wait for the body temperature to be taken before drinking, but Lu Yunchuan looked down at his eyes that were misty due to fever, and frowned: "Don't act like a baby."

Fang Chuxi: "Huh?"

What are you talking about, sir? ?

Before he could recover from his confusion, Lu Yunchuan had already picked up the paper cup where the medicine had just been poured, and brought it to his lips.

Fang Chuxi: "..."

He felt that the shock he had experienced in his life was not as much as today.

Lu Yunchuan stared at him: "What kind of eyes do you have?" Why is it like seeing a prehistoric monster.

Fang Chuxi's voice was vague: "...hot."

Lu Yunchuan stopped moving, had no choice but to put down the paper cup, and picked up the cold water bottle next to him.Fang Chuxi took the opportunity to look at the time on the phone, and took out the thermometer from his clothes almost without hesitation, his movements were as fast as a ninja's seal: "Okay! Just drink it yourself!"

Let Lu Yunchuan continue to do these incredible things, he is afraid that his life will be lost.

The thermometer in his hand was taken by Lu Yunchuan, and he just took the opportunity to pick up the paper cup and drank the medicine nervously.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, since Lu Yunchuan woke up, something has been very wrong.

If the situation in the elevator can also be explained as a stress response, then the hug before boarding the station, the unexpected meeting in Northwest, the hot water bottle last night... and the almost considerate behavior at this moment.

If it weren't for that expressionless face and taciturn temperament, he would almost have thought that Lu Yunchuan was still losing his memory.

But now that Lu Yunchuan has recovered his memory, all this has become a little unbelievable.

Fang Chuxi's mind began to crazily diverge imagination, showing courteousness for nothing, rape or robbery, what exactly does Lu Yunchuan want?

Or according to some bloody plots, Lu Yunchuan should have a Bai Yueguang who has lived abroad for a long time at this time, and the reason for being so kind to him at this time is to trick him into giving his heart to Bai Yueguang...

Fang Chuxi shook his head. Recently, he read a lot of software advertisement recommendations, and his thinking became a little abnormal.Of course it can't be so outrageous, so what is the reason for Lu Yunchuan? Was he threatened by Mr. Lu?

After thinking about it, it seems that there is only this explanation.

After all, Mr. Lu's influence in the Lu family should not be underestimated. Even if Lu Yunchuan had a bad relationship with him, he couldn't go against Mr. Lu's wishes in everything, and Mr. Lu didn't want him to divorce Lu Yunchuan.

"38.2°," Lu Yunchuan frowned, "I'd better get another injection."

"The nurse said that the injection does not exceed 38.5°!" Fang Chuxi immediately raised her head, with resistance to injections written all over her body, "I'll just take the medicine."

If he went to the hospital again in the middle of the night, he would most likely have to follow Lu Yunchuan's car to the set tomorrow, and it would be really uncomfortable to sleep in the hospital.

Lu Yunchuan stared at him for a few seconds, and said, "Okay. If the fever persists tomorrow, go to the hospital."

Fang Chuxi didn't speak, and continued to drink the medicine with her head buried.

Anyway, he can go back to his room tomorrow, if he insists on not going, Lu Yunchuan will have nothing to do with him.

He didn't want to be cared about by this person hypocritically. If he tried to repair his relationship with him and maintain this marriage due to external forces... then he really wanted to fly back to the capital tomorrow to go through the divorce procedures.

When he was thinking about these things with complicated emotions, Lu Yunchuan had already helped him remove the new disposable toothbrush and put it in the bathroom.

Fang Chuxi thanked him a little wearily, but he seemed to be depressed due to a fever. Lu Yunchuan couldn't help asking him, "Is it hard?"

Fang Chuxi lowered her head: "It's okay."

Lu Yunchuan always felt that something was wrong with him, but he couldn't feel what it was specifically, so he had to change the subject: "Do you want to take a bath?"

Fang Chuxi responded, then got up and walked into the bathroom, closing the door of the bathroom.

Not long after, the sound of dripping water came from the bathroom, and Lu Yunchuan immediately tensed his back.

Partly because of the movement in the bathroom, and partly because of... sharing the same bed tonight.

He calmly poured himself half a glass of cold water.

He naturally understood that he couldn't do anything, and even if he could do anything, Fang Chuxi still had a fever, and his body couldn't allow it.

It's just that the heat of the body cannot be suppressed by thoughts alone. Love and desire are things that come together after all.

And since he experienced that period of amnesia, his body probably remembered the taste of the previous days, and he became more and more unable to control himself.

He drank half a jug of cold water before Fang Chuxi finally came out of the bathroom.The hotel sent a message saying that the maintenance worker could only return to the hotel to open the door in the middle of the night, so he planned to sleep in a bathrobe tonight and change into new clothes tomorrow morning.The clothes he wore today were covered with yellow sand, even if his cleanliness wasn't too serious, he couldn't bear it.

And when he came out of the bathroom with wet hair, Lu Yunchuan tightly gripped the cup in his hand.

The hotel's bathrobe is designed with an open neckline. Even if the belt is tightened, you can always see the position of the lower abdomen.

Fang Chuxi's figure is thin, without any fat, and not too weak, but with even flesh and bones.There are drops of water on the porcelain-white skin, and there is also a layer of powder steamed out by the heat. The collarbone draws two beautiful straight lines, and the white and smooth side of the neck is like rice paper waiting to be painted.

But the man was not half vigilant about his own charm, his eyelashes were wet, and a pair of eyes that were hazy due to the mist looked at him like spring water: "Where is the hair dryer?"

Lu Yunchuan suddenly stood up.

He handed Fang Chuxi the hair dryer on the table, and then took him out of the bathroom: "Go outside and blow it."

There is an air conditioner and warm air in the bedroom, so it won't let him freeze.

Fang Chuxi watched him close the bathroom door, feeling a little dazed, this man was in such a hurry to take a bath, why did he let him do it first?

He dried his hair in some puzzlement, and then his eyes fell on the big bed next to him, feeling a little embarrassed for a while.

What will I do tonight...

It was almost an hour after Lu Yunchuan came out of the bathroom.

As soon as he went out, his eyes began to involuntarily search for Fang Chuxi's figure, but he couldn't find it.

Lu Yunchuan just felt empty in his heart, where did he go?

In less than two seconds, he found the answer.

On the ground next to the bed, Fang Chuxi found a spare quilt from nowhere, with a thin layer of sheets underneath, and fell asleep just like that.

The coolness of the floor cannot be blocked by a layer of sheets, even the warm air from the air conditioner is useless, so he curled up unconsciously, buried his face in the quilt, trying to find a trace of warmth.

Lu Yunchuan's eyes darkened almost immediately.In order not to share the same bed with him, even if you have a fever, you have to sleep on that cold floor?

Is he really that scary?

With a dark face, Lu Yunchuan walked to Fang Chuxi's side.The person sleeping on the ground seemed to feel the low aura, and unconsciously shrank back into the quilt.

Lu Yunchuan's eyes were gloomy and his face was indifferent.

Then, with extremely light movements, he slowly hugged the curled up body onto the bed, and tucked him in the quilt again, exposing the gap for breathing.

Fang Chuxi frowned suddenly and muttered something.

Lu Yunchuan was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head, and heard his whispered dream words:

"Lu Yunchuan, I won't eat ice cream anymore..."

"I can't eat anymore..."

Lu Yunchuan: "..."

He bent down and stared at Fang Chuxi's sleepy eyes, and after a long time, he got up and came to the window sill.

Although the windows cannot be opened, the quiet night scene can always make people calm.

Maybe he should be happy that Fang Chuxi called his name in his dream, but he was full of depression.

No need to think about it, Fang Chuxi called out to him who lost his memory.

He thought, usually so afraid of him, how could he be so close to him when he lost his memory?

What is so good about the amnesiac self, even in his dreams, he has to think about it.

If he can do better than that himself...

Will Fang Chuxi turn his attention to him again?

He stood by the window for a long time, then opened a memo on his phone.

It was a diary he wrote during the period of "amnesia". It should have been expected that he would recover his memory in the future. When he lost his memory, he recorded everything he did every day.

Lu Yunchuan also discovered this note recently, but when he found it, he only read one page and quit it.

... There is no other reason, it's too shameful.

During the time when he just lost his memory, the way he stayed by Fang Chuxi's side was exactly the same as what Lin Lan said before leaving.

But crying is impossible, impossible in this life.

As arrogant as Mr. Lu, he can only bite the bullet and read the notes, barely proficient in other things like this.

……

The next day, Fang Chuxi turned over on the soft big bed, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a handsome face. From the eyebrows to the high nose bridge to the curvature of the lips, it was all engraved in his aesthetic appearance.

He was stunned for a second, and then he saw Lu Yunchuan also opened his eyes, and the trance in his eyes turned awake after a few seconds, and he said very calmly: "Good morning."

Fang Chuxi: "...Good morning."

He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have slept on the floor last night.

Then what's the situation? !

He suddenly sat up from the bed, and before he had time to speak, the belt of the nightgown that had been ravaged all night naturally fell apart, and the nightgown on his shoulders slid down, revealing a large area of ​​dazzlingly white skin.

Fang Chuxi: "..."

Lu Yunchuan: "..."

Mr. Lu clearly remembered that his notes seemed to only say good morning every day.

...not so exciting at all.

The author has something to say:

Lu Xiaogou: You learn from me.

Lu Dagou: This is called seeking self-breakthrough.