The rich boss is my ex-boyfriend [entertainment circle]

Cheng Yuanqi gave Qiao Yu a good infusion, and asked Mu Zeyang a few words: "The speed can be adjusted. If the back of his hand is too cold, just slow it down. Call me when the infusion is almost over. I'm worried that his high fever won't come down." , and may lose another bottle.”

"Okay." Mu Zeyang nodded in response, his eyes locked on Qiao Yu's face.

Cheng Yuanqi left consciously: "Then... I'm going to the guest room."

"Thank you." Mu Zeyang finally withdrew his gaze from Qiao Yu's face, got up and sent him out.

Cheng Yuanqi really wanted to say that you don't need to give it away, but since Mu Zeyang sent him off, he must have something to say to him.

as predicted.

After arriving at the living room, Mu Zeyang asked, "You know him, right?"

"..." Cheng Yuanqi didn't know how to answer.

Mu Zeyang said again: "Since my accident, you have been helping me treat me. I can't hide your expression from me."

Cheng Yuanqi sighed: "Yes, I know him. Before you... always mentioned him to me."

Mu Zeyang's eyes flickered: "Really? How did I mention him?"

"You said he was someone you loved and hated at the same time." Cheng Yuanqi summed it up highly, "However, your own situation was not very good at that time, and it is very likely that you said angry words. In addition..."

Mu Zeyang noticed his hesitation and encouraged him, "Keep talking."

"In addition... the old lady's obstruction..." Cheng Yuanqi said, "You and him are destined not to be together."

Mu Zeyang was silent for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said: "I expected it. After I lost my memory, she has been coaxing me in various ways, telling me to go on blind dates and marry with the daughters of various families... let alone before the memory loss."

Although he has amnesia, his sexuality will not change due to amnesia.

Moreover, because of his amnesia, his relationship with his mother became more and more distant.

He personally didn't want to be so alienated, but his mother didn't communicate with him at all, and everything she did was aimed at correcting his sexuality.And he was hardly allowed to mention the past, and no one was allowed to mention it.As long as he mentions it, he judges his liking for men as "wrong" and blames his first love on him.

This is what Mu Zeyang secretly analyzed when he first lost his memory.

In the next few years, he simply didn't care about anything.

Anyway, in his current memory, he is not close to anyone around him, whether it is family or friends.

Concentrating on work has been Mu Zeyang's top priority in recent years.

It is also because of this that the heart of work is purer and the efficiency is higher.

Zhengyang Group has flourished in his hands, and he has made a lot of money in the past few years. It can be said that "the only thing left is money".

This is actually true.

He is cold-hearted, pure-hearted and ascetic, and has no other hobbies except work, living like an ascetic.

Until I met Qiao Yu.

The familiar face and the familiar name made his heart flutter.

It's a pity...he still can't remember.

The search for the past has not been smooth...

Fortunately, this time I finally got something.

He discovered the secret of Qiao Yu's phone case, and heard Qiao Yu call him "Mu Zeyang" instead of the distant and cautious "Mr. Mu".

He saw Qiao Yu's tears and the pain hidden in his eyes.

There were even pictures in his mind that he couldn't recall before.

All of this - is related to Qiao Yu.

Cheng Yuanqi was silent, watching Mu Zeyang's expression.

Mu Zeyang recovered from his thoughts and asked, "When will my mother be discharged from the hospital?"

"I'll stay here for another half a month." Cheng Yuanqi said, "The situation is stable and the person is recovering, but we need to observe and observe."

"What happened today...don't tell her." Mu Zeyang asked.

"……rest assured."

Mu Zeyang went to the hospital every day a while ago, Mrs. Mu's condition became more and more stable day by day.

The nurses took good care of her.

And... There is also a woman she likes who visits the hospital every day.

Therefore, Mu Zeyang took the time to go on a business trip with Shen Lihui later, and he found a chance to let go of the suffocation he had accumulated in front of his mother.

He didn't get much information from Cheng Yuanqi, and Mu Zeyang wasn't discouraged either.He returned to the bedroom, sat by the bed, looked at the person on the bed, and secretly made up his mind.

In any case, he couldn't just prevaricate this time.

Mu Zeyang's business trip was actually very hard. This trip back to Beijing was still a red-eye flight, but at this moment, he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Looking at Qiao Yu's face, his heart was miraculously soothed.

Mu Zeyang stared blankly at Qiao Yu for a while, then saw that Qiao Yu had been sweating profusely, so he got up and went to the bathroom, wrung out a towel with hot water, and wiped Qiao Yu's sweat.

The movement is extremely gentle.

After wiping his cheeks clean, Mu Zeyang couldn't help reaching out and gently touching the tear mole at the corner of Qiao Yu's left eye.

——The tear mole is also very familiar.

— as if he had kissed countless times before.

Mu Zeyang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, he withdrew his hand, went to the bathroom to warm a towel again, and returned again.

This time... it was to wipe Qiao Yu's neck and body.

Because I have changed clothes, it is convenient to wipe.Especially compared to Qiao Yu's, his pajamas are very loose.

Qiao Yu's shoulders, clavicle and chest were faintly exposed.

Mu Zeyang washed and rinsed the towel back and forth three times, and finally wiped it clean for Qiao Yu.

The smell of smoke on Qiao Yu's body also gradually dissipated.

In addition to a little on the hair.

Mu Zeyang seemed to know clearly that Qiao Yu didn't like smoking, nor did he like the smell of cigarettes.

He stretched out his hand to brush away the broken hair on Qiao Yu's forehead, hesitated for a moment, and finally got up again, rinsed the towel, and wiped Qiao Yu's hair.

Qiao Yu snorted softly, turned her head slightly, Mu Zeyang paused, and lowered her eyes to observe for a moment, seeing that he didn't intend to wake up, she continued.

It wasn't until Qiao Yu's hair was refreshed that Mu Zeyang put away the towel.

He found an absorbent dry towel and wiped Qiao Yu's hair again, then sat down quietly and looked at Qiao Yu quietly.

Qiao Yu's cheeks were still very red, and her lips were much better than when she was in the company. They were no longer pale, but a little bloody.

Mu Zeyang remembered the incident of getting the sugar water into Qiao Yu's mouth, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled subconsciously.

At that time, I was so eager to save people that I didn't have time to savor...

At this moment, Mu Zeyang couldn't hold back, feeling a little distracted.

In Qiao Yu's sleep, she seemed to want to turn over, so she raised her hand first.Mu Zeyang quickly held him down.

At this moment, Qiao Yu is on the drip with both hands, so don't move around.

Fortunately, Qiao Yu just frowned and became quiet.

Mu Zeyang gently grabbed a few of his fingers, not daring to move too much for fear of affecting the needle.Feeling that Qiao Yu's hands were a little cold, he slowed down the drip according to what Cheng Yuanqi said.

The same goes for the other hand.

Mu Zeyang held Qiao Yu's hand lightly and stared at Qiao Yu for a while.

Until he remembered Qiao Yu's cell phone.

Mu Zeyang took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the case, put the two first aid cards on the bed, got up and went to the bedside table to charge them, and then sat back and picked up the two first aid cards to check carefully.

——Really, except for the phone number, everything else is exactly the same.

Mu Zeyang is also familiar with the phone number on that old card.

is his own.

A number that he didn't use after he lost his memory was locked in a drawer together with his original mobile phone.

It hasn't been touched for several years.

Qiao Yu, Qiao Yu, you really can pretend to be indifferent.

That being the case, why are these two cards hidden in the phone case?

Seeing me distressed and confused, how do you feel?happy?happy?or something else?

At this moment, Mu Zeyang wanted to ask Qiao Yu a lot of questions.

——Why did we break up?

——Do you still love me or not?

——Are you not worried about my amnesia?

—was it my mother who broke us up?

……

Suddenly, the appearance of the young Qiao Yu appeared in front of him again. His eyes were red, and he looked at himself sadly, his lips parted, as if he was accusing him of something...

what is it then?

The more Mu Zeyang thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable, and he himself felt a bit of a headache——

Can't think about it any further...

"Mu Zeyang..." Qiao Yu murmured suddenly in his sleep.

Mu Zeyang suddenly came back to his senses, he bent slightly, and listened intently, wanting to hear what Qiao Yu would say...

"Mu Zeyang... I only have you..." Qiao Yu's voice was very low, and it was impossible to hear what he was saying unless you listened carefully.

However, Mu Zeyang, who was listening intently, heard this sentence clearly.

He was shocked.

Two more lines of tears fell from the corners of Qiao Yu's eyes.

Mu Zeyang's heart ached, and he stretched out his hand to gently wipe away the tears.

Qiao Yu's tears flowed even more.

"Don't go...don't go!" He frowned, his tone a little anxious.

Mu Zeyang was afraid that he would move around, so he pressed his hand with one hand, and held his face with the other, gently wiped his tears with his thumb, and replied, "I'm not going. I'm here, Qiao Yu, I'm here... ..."

Qiao Yu's restless dream was gradually soothed by Mu Zeyang, and he gradually calmed down.

Mu Zeyang came to a conclusion: he still loves me.

At three o'clock in the morning, Mu Zeyang got up to ask Cheng Yuanqi to change the infusion bottle.

Because Qiao Yu's cheeks were still hot.

Cheng Yuanqi also estimated the time, almost when Mu Zeyang knocked on his door, he opened the door with a yawn.

After changing the infusion bottle, Cheng Yuanqi glanced at Mu Zeyang: "You haven't slept?"

"It's okay, I'm not sleepy." Mu Zeyang said, "Go on to sleep, thank you."

Cheng Yuanqi yawned again: "Actually, you can take a nap. The medicine contains sleeping ingredients, so he might not be able to wake up at noon tomorrow."

"No, I'll watch him. He's probably thirsty and needs a drink."

"That's fine. Just call me if there is any situation."

Mu Zeyang kept guarding until the second drip was over.

Cheng Yuanqi pulled out the needle, stopped the bleeding, pressed the gauze, and then took Qiao Yu's temperature.

"38 degrees six, down. Watch for a few more hours."

It is more than five o'clock in the morning.

Cheng Yuanqi went back to sleep.

Mu Zeyang put both of Qiao Yu's arms back under the quilt.

He hesitated for a while, and finally turned onto the bed from the other side, laying on the side with his clothes on, leaning on his elbow, and looked at Qiao Yu from a close distance.

When Qiao Yu woke up, how would the two of them face each other?

Will Qiao Yu become polite and distant again?

He clearly instinctively called himself at a critical moment...

He...shouldn't run away anymore, right?

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