Ding, your little fool is online

After that night, Yuan Xing could think of the scene in the bathroom as long as he saw the hickey marks on his neck and wrists that didn't fade away. Thinking of the fog and water vapor at that time, his face would blush and his heart would beat.

So in the next few days, except when Yuan Xing needed Wang Jianyang's help when he got up from the bed, the rest of the time he insisted on implementing the policy of "you are already a mature little Yuan Xing, you have to learn to do things by yourself".

If you can't let Wang Yuyang help, don't let him help, and of course keep silent about your need to take a bath.

That day, he got the "wish letter" he had written with Fang Qiuyue at that time. He planned to ask Zhao Mianfu, who had relevant experience, but he was also disturbed by the mess in the bathroom.

"It's almost recovered." Zhou Lei replaced Yuan Xing with a new piece of gauze, "Clean up and leave the hospital in the afternoon. Although the recovery is not bad, I still can't lie down. I have to lie on my stomach when I go home. I have a problem with my head. You can’t be negligent, and be careful not to bump into each other.”

"After that, I will have a reexamination in a week, and I will probably be able to lie down in about two months, and the medicine cannot be stopped."

Wang Yuyang's car was parked downstairs for two or three days, and a dense layer of petals fell from the ceiling.He flicked off the petals, and helped Yuanxing open the co-pilot's door.

"Slow down." Wang Yu covered Yuan Xing's head with his hands.

The drive home will take about an hour, Wang Yuyang thinks about Yuan Xing's head, and plans to let him lie on the co-pilot.

Just as he habitually helped Yuanxing fasten the seat belt, Yuanxing had already reached out and pulled out the seat belt, and buckled it with a "click".

Wang Yuyang was stunned for a moment, but withdrew his hand and continued to drive.

Along the way, Wang Yuyang drove the car slowly and cautiously, for fear of encountering sudden braking or something, Yuan Xing dared not sleep because Zhou Lei told him not to lie down.

Both of them are cautious, just to protect Yuan Xing's little head.

After an hour's drive, because of the high tension, the two of them collapsed and lay down when they got home, and the sofa was occupied by two bald heads.

After a month, returning home again, looking at the familiar furnishings, Yuan Xing couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

"What are you looking at?" Wang Jianyang raised his head and flicked Yuan Xing's forehead lightly, "Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry." Yuan Xing shook his head, but his attention was obviously not on Wang Jianyang.

"What are you looking around for? Huh?" Wang Qianyang asked him.

Yuan Xing withdrew his random glances: "There is nothing, Mr. Happy, if you are tired, then, just go and rest."

"That's fine." Wang Yuyang saw that Yuan Xing was a little excited when he just arrived home, "Don't be too happy, it's not easy to get emotional just after the operation."

He yawned: "There is bread in the refrigerator, if you are hungry, eat some bread mat to pad your stomach, I will go to sleep for a while."

As a result, as soon as the words fell, Wang Yuyang received a call from his grandpa and grandma.

Wang Qianyang didn't tell the elders about Yuan Xing's operation. After all, they are old, so it's not good for them to be so worried.

At this moment, the grandfather called and said that someone in his hometown had opened a strawberry plantation, and asked Wang Yuyang when he would be able to bring their baby back to pick strawberries. After all, he hadn't seen this grandson for a long time.

Grandpa: "Where is Xing Xing? You asked me to talk to Xing Xing. Your grandma also wants to hear it. You should give him the phone quickly."

Grandma: "Quickly let Xingxing talk to grandma."

Xiaomi: "Mi!"

Yuan Xing heard the voice of the grandfather over there, his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to Wang Yuyang for the phone: "Mr. Happy, call me, give me the phone."

Almost jumped up.

Wang Jianyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and planned to tell the elders about Yuan Xing's successful recovery from surgery.

The grandma over there exclaimed and stuttered: "Really, really? We are lucky to recover?"

"Why am I lying to you?" Wang Yuyang smiled, and put the phone to Yuan Xing's ear, "Yuan Xing, talk to grandpa and grandma."

"Hello." Yuan Xing greeted sweetly, "Grandma is good."

"Lucky, I miss grandma to death." Grandma's emotions were agitated, "What's wrong with you, fortunately, I heard Yang Yang said that you had surgery on your head? Does it hurt now? He also said that you have recovered your memory And Zhizhi, oh, oh, you don't know grandma, I'm so happy."

"It doesn't hurt." Yuan Xing said, "I am, I have remembered a lot of things before, it can be regarded as recovery."

"That's good, that's good." Grandma laughed a few times, "But why do I still stutter when I hear this talk?"

In the end, before Yuan Xing could answer, Grandpa's voice came from over there: "Stuttering is so cute, don't you just like it?"

Grandma: "Oh, oh, but luckily we have grown up."

Yuan Xing smiled here: "No, it's okay grandma, this doesn't affect me, and I will gradually, gradually stop stuttering."

"Well." Grandma said, "Fortunately, you are 23 years old this year, right? Let Yang Yang bring you back for your birthday this year. Grandma will celebrate your birthday for you, okay?"

"Okay." Yuan Xing replied softly.

The grandma said with a smile: "Oh, we are fortunate to have grown up. It's really happy, but we have to be good. We have to continue to work hard at the age of 24 and 25."

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Xing returned the phone to Wang Yuyang.

Grandpa and grandma just hung up the phone, and soon Wang Yuyang's friends called again. They were all people who had helped Yuan Xing directly or indirectly before.

Wang Jianyang turned on the speakerphone, only smiled to thank his friends, and said that he would take good care of Yuan Xing.

The policeman who worked in the police station and helped Yuan Xing contact Jiaming and found Yuan Hongming through roadside monitoring said: "It's not easy for a child, but I heard you said that he is also 23 years old this year, so hurry up and let him know." Learn something."

"No rush." ​​Wang Yuyang patted Yuan Xing's head, and answered his friend with a smile, "Is Xiao Yuan Xing happy?They are all encouraging you. "

"Happy." Yuanxing said with a smile, "I'm very, very happy, I want to eat strawberries."

"You, you." Wang Yuyang was helpless, "The only thing in my mind is eating."

"It's not." Yuan Xing bulged his cheeks.

There are many things on his mind besides eating.

He also heard what his grandparents and Mr. Happy's friends said just now. It's time for the 22-year-old Yuan Xing to go all out.

Wang Yuyang went to rest, and Yuan Xing walked around the house with his little white dog in his arms, looking at the computer in the study, looking at the microwave oven in the kitchen, and touching the washing machine in the bathroom, with a smirk on his face the whole time.

It was just short of saying "How are you washing machine? Long time no see." It was as novel as if I had just entered this house.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but after his brain recovers, he seems to have a wonderful feeling when looking at these things.

It seems more cordial.

"Ah." Yuan Xing suddenly thought of something, clattered to the restaurant wearing the little white dog's slippers, and took out the pot of surprise flowers from the bag on the table.

The petals of the surprise flower have completely fallen off, and she has turned into a polished commander again.

Yuan Xing put it on the corner of the window sill, watered it, and left after the soil absorbed all the water, waiting for the surprise in the coming spring.

Wang Yuyang's slight snoring came from the bedroom, presumably he was really tired.

After all, he didn't dare to take care of Yuan Xing slackly for half a month. He ran around the hospital and home every day, and often got up in the middle of the night to check whether Yuan Xing had turned over.

At this time at home, I can finally sleep well.

Yuan Xing pursed his lips, hearing the snoring sounds very sweet.

While Mr. Happy was sleeping, Yuan Xing happened to be bored, so he simply took out all the things he brought back from the hospital and put them back one by one.

Put the lunch box into the sink in the bathroom and squeeze out the dish soap.Put the changed clothes in the laundry basket and throw them in the washing machine for a while.All the books, paper and pens were put back in the study room, and the toiletries were returned to the wash rack.

Yuan Xing felt a little tired after doing all this, he sat on the sofa and took a breath.

After drinking half a glass of water, Yuan Xing thought carefully that since he moved in, he seems to have rarely done any housework, living as comfortably as rice worms.

But it's not that he has to be a rice bug.

Before Yuan Xing was "suggested" by Fang Qiuyue, when Yuan Xing wanted to help his favorite Mr. Happy with some housework, he not only almost hit the plate, but also mistook garlic sprouts for green onions, and was kicked out of the kitchen by Wang Yuyang.

But now Yuan Xing can accurately distinguish what is garlic and what is onion, and he can also accurately call the names of whole grains.

Wang Yuyang turned over in the bedroom, the rustling sound of cloth rubbing came to Yuan Xing's ears, and at the same time, the other party whispered in his dream: "Yuan Xing, Xiao Yuan Xing, don't eat too much."

Yuan Xing smiled, and didn't know what he was greedy for in Mr. Happy's dream.

Mr. Kaixin cares about him so much in his dreams, so he has to work hard to repay it. After all, love is mutual. He has recovered now, and he has to slowly learn to share some things within his ability.

We must take everyone's blessings and strive to grow into a better Yuanxing.

There was not much food left at home, Yuan Xing remembered that there was a fresh food supermarket in the community, so he quietly took the key and tiptoed out the door.

At this time, it was evening, and the sky was extremely magnificent with burning clouds.

Yuanxing stood under the tree and stretched his limbs, taking a greedy breath of fresh air.

The sycamore trees in the buildings in the community are still the same, but Yuan Xing looks at them just like looking at the washing machine and refrigerator at home, with a feeling of both kindness and novelty.

After all, he has been staying in the one-acre three-acre field in the hospital since he woke up, and the step he just took is the first time he has gone out as a 22-year-old Yuanxing.

After exhaling the air in his lungs, Motoko geared up and embarked on his first adventure journey belonging to 22-year-old Motoko.

22-year-old Xiao Yuanxing, rushing to the duck!

When Wang Yuyang woke up, it was already dark. He just woke up and didn't understand where he was. He thought he was still in the hospital and instinctively called Yuan Xing, but no one answered.

The moment he touched the bedside lamp and the room was lit up, Wang Jianyang regained his thoughts.

He put on his clothes and walked out of the bedroom. The lights in the living room were turned on, the little white dog was lying alone on the sofa, and there was still a half cup of unfinished water on the coffee table, and Yuan Xing was nowhere to be seen.

"Yuanxing?" Wang Jianyang called out again.

I searched all over the study, kitchen, bathroom, and balcony, only to see lunch boxes in the sink, clothes in the laundry basket, and watered surprise flowers, but there was no luck anywhere.

Wang Jianyang frowned, took out his mobile phone and called Yuan Xing.

He was walking towards the door while talking on the phone, but the moment the phone was connected, a familiar ring came from outside the door.

"Yuan Xing." Wang Jianyang hurriedly opened the door.

I saw Yuan Xing standing at the door holding a bulging plastic bag. He didn't know where he was looking, but his eyes were a little lonely.

But the moment he saw Wang Yuyang, the light flashed again, and he raised his head and smiled: "Mr. Happy, I, I'm back."

Wang Yuyang hurriedly took the things in his hand, pulled him into the house, and said in a reproachful tone, "Where have you been? The wind is so strong outside, and the wound on your head is still not healed."

The plastic bag made a rustling sound as the two pulled it, like the sound of wind and grass before a storm.

"I..." Yuan Xing pursed his lips, blinked hard and looked at Wang Yuyang, "I looked at the vegetables at home, and they were a little short, so I went shopping."

Wang Qianyang was stunned for a moment, then glanced into the plastic bag, and found that there were indeed some vegetables inside.

"You don't need to worry about this." Wang Jianyang looked at the gauze behind Yuan Xing's head again, "Is your head okay? Is there any discomfort?"

Yuan Xing blinked again, then shook his head.

"Huh." Only then did Wang Yuyang let out a long breath, and squeezed his hand, "You really scared me to death, I didn't see you when I woke up, I was afraid that you might get lost, as long as it's okay, it's okay. But baby, why do you go out to buy vegetables by yourself? Just tell me what you want to eat. And is your head really okay? If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me, you can’t hide it.”

Faced with such a long speech by Wang Yuyang, Yuan Xing was a little dazed.

In a trance, he seemed to have turned into the silly little Yuanxing he was before.

There are always various problems and situations, and Wang Yuyang keeps turning around him, which breaks Xiao Yuanxing's heart.

Obviously he just decided to start the adventure journey of the 22-year-old Motoko.

Yuan Xing pursed his lips and said, "Mr. Happy, I, I am no longer the little fool I was before. So you don't have to tell me to ask, ask me so many questions."

"Of course I know this." Wang Jianyang said, "But hasn't it always been like this with you? I've been used to it for more than a year."

Yuan Xing was silent for a while.

In the end he shook his head, grinned at Wang Yuyang and smiled: "I, I'm really fine, Mr. Happy, take a look at the vegetables I bought, tonight, just eat these. I bought eggs, tomatoes, and more. And cabbage."

Wang Jianyang patted his little light head, watched Yuan Xing go into the study with the little white dog in his arms after changing his shoes, while he went to the kitchen with a plastic bag.

Opening the plastic bag, Yuan Xing only bought the things he mentioned.

Thinking about it, they were the ones he bought most often when he lived alone.

There are many traces of being gnawed by aphids on the green vegetables, and the leaves are also limp and limp. It must be picked by others.

Wang Jianyang sighed, what kind of food did my baby buy...

The tomatoes were still fresh, but the eggs that were pressed at the bottom of the box had been broken several times, the egg yolks and egg whites were mixed together, and the broken eggshells were stuck in the plastic bag, making them sticky and uncomfortable.

Wang Jianyang frowned slightly, picked out the intact eggs and stuffed the plastic bag directly into the trash can.

Yuan Xingxin put a bag on the trash can. Nothing was thrown away when it was brand new, and the edge was carefully stuffed by him.

Seeing this, Wang Jianyang's action of stuffing the garbage was also a little softer.

In addition to the ingredients that Yuan Xing bought, there is also a piece of chicken breast in the refrigerator, so I can only eat simple tomato and egg shredded pork noodles for dinner.

When cutting tomatoes, Wang Yuyang felt that something was wrong. Why did Yuan Xing go out to buy vegetables suddenly?I have always been responsible for these things before, and it is a bit strange after I come back.

Wiping his hands on the apron, Wang Jianyang went to the door of the study and knocked lightly.

"Xiao Yuanxing? Are you sleeping?" He asked softly.

A voice soon came from the room: "No."

The door was opened, Yuan Xing hugged the little white dog and stood in front of Wang Yuyang: "Mr. Happy, what's the matter? Is the meal ready?"

Yuan Xing had a trademark smile on his face, but Wang Jianyang didn't see anything else.

"Yes." Wang Yuyang patted his little head, "It's almost ready, wash your hands and get ready to eat."

After eating a bowl of hot shredded pork noodles with tomatoes and eggs, the fatigue of the whole day was swept away. After eating, Wang Yuyang looked at Yuan Xing.

After eating a bowl of noodles for a long time, not even half of it was wiped out, even his favorite meat was not touched, and Wang Yuyang even specially added a lot of shredded pork to him.

Yuan Xing picked out a few noodles and brought them to his mouth, chewing and swallowing them.

Suddenly a big warm hand covered his forehead and stroked it.

Wang Yuyang put his other hand on his forehead, wondering: "I don't have a fever or it's hot? I'm glad you went out, what's the matter? You're listless, didn't you feel happy when you came back?"

Yuan Xing blinked, and asked doubtfully, "I, do I have it?"

He grinned again: "I'm also, very happy now, the food cooked by Mr. Happy is super delicious."

Wang Qianyang looked suspiciously at the dimple on Yuan Xing's lips: "Don't hide anything from me."

Yuan Xing shook his head firmly: "Nothing really."

I don't stutter either, I don't know if I'm lying or if I really said this sentence smoothly.

Because dinner was late today, Yuan Xing went to wash up after eating. Wang Yuyang turned on the washing machine and threw the dirty clothes into it amidst the buzzing sound.

After washing up, Yuan Xing went back to the study and turned on a lamp to read.

The clean light came out from the crack of the door, leaving a long and narrow vertical line on the floor.

Wang Yuyang came out of the bathroom, glanced at Yuan Xing through the crack of the door, and saw that he was indeed concentrating on reading, and then left.

After a while, Wang Yuyang called him in the bedroom: "Xiao Yuanxing, I'm going to sleep, turn off the light quickly."

There was a sound from the study, and a ray of innocent light went out in response.

The house was plunged into darkness, Wang Yuyang leaned his back against the head of the bed, no matter how he thought about it, he felt strange, but Yuan Xing didn't say anything, and he didn't know if it was because he was suspicious.

It has been almost a month since Yuanxing woke up, but Chuxia has not been seen since the end of spring.It is cold in late spring, and the temperature at night is less than 5 degrees Celsius.

The night wind blew the glass windows loudly, and Wang Yuyang, who was woken up, felt a little cold, so he took another quilt from the cabinet.

Hugging the quilt, Wang Yuyang pushed open the bedroom door, intending to add this quilt to Yuan Xing, and check if he turned over in the middle of the night.

The moonlight was cold and cold, like the light coming from the porter of the study before going to bed.

This time the door of the study room was closed tightly, and the moonlight illuminated the pattern on the door.

Gently pushing the door open, the moonlight poured in.

The villain on the bed didn't sleep, he sat on the bed and hugged the little white dog, buried his head on his knees, raised his head when he heard the door being pushed, two bright tear stains on his face suddenly jumped into Wang Yuyang's mouth. in the eyes.