Is it difficult to fall in love? My male mother taught me step by step

What made Jiang Mian sad was not that Yu Zerong had lost his memory, but that Yu Zerong no longer loved him.

She buried her head in Yu Zerong's neck and choked with sobs, "You can't forget me again."

Jiang Mian clearly felt the unfamiliar touch on his back and knew clearly that he had been forgotten, but he still said this sentence stubbornly.

She didn't want to lose Yu Zerong, so she pretended not to notice his lie.

Yu Zerong didn't know what to say when he heard this.

At first glance it sounds like a plea, but if you think about it more deeply, there is a sense of acceptance and indifference.

The words sounded like both a farewell and a curse.

Yu Zerong felt as if he had been exposed, but he pretended not to know.

He walked back step by step while holding Jiang Mian tightly. Seeing Jiang Mian crying, he felt so heartbroken that his internal organs almost broke.

Damn the memory, it’s gone!

Although Yu Zerong knew where Jiang Mian's house was, he didn't know which building it was.

He didn't dare ask, for fear of exposing the fact that he still had amnesia.

So, he just took her back to his home.

Yu Zerong held Jiang Mian in one hand and opened the door with the other, his movements effortlessly.

The housekeeper heard the sound and came out. Seeing the dirt on the two people, he immediately understood and went into the bathroom to run the water.

Yu Zerong put Jiang Mian on the sofa, then walked to the water bar, poured a glass of warm water and put it in Jiang Mian's hand.

Then he walked quickly into the bathroom and whispered to the housekeeper, "Ask her where she lives and go get some underwear."

Then he emphasized: "Pack them all up and get a few more sets."

The butler gave him a look that could only be understood but not expressed in words, and then he hurried out to do his work.

What Yu Zerong had planned for a long time was accomplished in just one second by himself who had lost his memory.

The twists and turns of fate are always so unexpected, yet they seem to have some kind of destined trajectory.

After Jiang Mian told the housekeeper the address, she saw that Yu Zerong was still not coming out. Her eyes began to wander in this unfamiliar environment, looking at Yu Zerong's home.

The decoration is minimalist and cool, exuding a simple and elegant atmosphere.

The two extra-large panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows are like huge picture frames, offering a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery of the entire Jiangcheng city center.

There is a clean, furry cat bed next to the balcony, which has not been used yet.

Jiang Mian walked into the master bedroom and saw two dressing rooms.

Her steps involuntarily took her to the women's cloakroom, where all the clothes were in her size, and each one was tailor-made for her.

Exquisite clothes are neatly hung on the hangers, in colorful and various styles, as if waiting for their owners to choose.

They are like a group of loyal guardians, quietly waiting for Jiang Mian's return.

Jiang Mian gently stroked the clothes, his fingertips sliding across the soft fabric, feeling the delicate texture.

She seemed to be able to touch Yu Zerong's thoughts when he purchased the product.

Yu Zerong came out of the bathroom and unexpectedly bumped into Jiang Mian who was in the cloakroom.

At this time, Jiang Mian's left hand was wrapped in bandages, looking particularly weak.

Yu Zerong asked her politely, "Do you want me to help you take a bath?"

"want."

Yu Zerong pursed his lips slightly, as if he had made a great decision, picked her up and walked into the bathroom.

The bathroom is so big, Jiang Mian couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It's unlike the bathroom in his own home, which can only do a few single postures.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mian blushed.

Yu Zerong quickly took off all her clothes, and he reacted almost instantly.

Yu Zerong has a strong love and desire for Jiang Mian, it is an instinctive impulse.

He didn't dare to look at all, his heart was full of nervousness and shyness, but he had to continue acting and not let Jiang Mian notice that there was something wrong with him.

Yu Zerong didn't dare to speak, but just gave her a bath gently.

The sound of running water sounded softly in the bathroom, love and desire intertwined, but with careful restraint.

Yu Zerong endured the pain unbearably. He went out stiffly to get the clothes that the housekeeper brought back and put them on Jiang Mian.

Blow-dry her hair.

Yu Zerong carried Jiang Mian to the bed, gently covered her with the quilt, and said in a hoarse voice, "You go to sleep first, I'll take a shower."

Only Jiang Mian's eyes were exposed, like two bright gems. She nodded obediently, and her appearance was so well-behaved that it made people feel pity for her.

She smelled the familiar woody scent and gently rubbed her head against the pillow.

Yu Zerong came out of the shower and turned off the desk lamp, plunging the whole room into a soft darkness.

He lifted a corner of the quilt and got into bed.

Jiang Mian felt the bed sink slightly, followed by the cool body temperature. She moved closer to Yu Zerong and hugged him from behind.

However, Yu Zerong broke free.

Jiang Mian was stunned and didn't have time to feel sad.

But Yu Zerong turned over and hugged her in his arms, gently patting her back with his other hand.

"Go to sleep."

Jiang Mian was in his arms, with her cheek pressed against his neck and her eyes closed.

There were no more blazing flames and gunshots in her mind; the horrific scene was dispelled without a trace by this warm embrace.

Jiang Mian fell asleep.

Yu Zerong felt the heat on his neck and felt extremely uncomfortable. The cold shower he had just taken was useless.

He stepped back slightly and looked at Jiang Mian's sleeping face.

Jiang Mian had obvious dark circles under his eyes. It had been a long time since he had a good night's sleep.

Yu Zerong felt sad and buried in the heartache.

Even the instinctive desires of men disappeared completely.

He reached out and smoothed the messy hair on Jiang Mian's head, and counted her eyelashes over and over again in the moonlight.

Yu Zerong didn't change at all before and after losing his memory, and did the same thing twice.

......

Under the reflection of the sunrise, the Jialing River in Jiangcheng is like a soft veil, falling on the sparkling river surface.

The river water was dyed a brilliant golden color.

As the temperature gradually rose, a thin layer of mist began to appear on the water surface.

The breeze blows gently and the mist flows slowly.

The mountains and buildings in the distance are looming in the fog, reflecting the river.

Yu Zerong was awakened by the sunlight, and the first thing he did when he got up was to close the curtains.

The electric curtains made no sound and turned back time to night.

Yu Zerong washed up quietly and walked into the cloakroom.

His eyes fell on the watch he had casually thrown away yesterday. He picked it up and put it on skillfully.

Yu Zerong dressed and walked out of the bedroom, closing the door. He whispered to the housekeeper, "Pay attention to what's going on inside. Tell me if anything happens."

After getting the housekeeper's answer, he went to the water bar to get a glass of warm water, walked into the bedroom quietly, and placed it on her bedside table.

After suddenly losing his memory, Yu Zerong became much more diligent. He had to hurry up and familiarize himself with the company's affairs.

Before 9 o'clock, Yu Zerong finished breakfast and went out.

At this time, Jiang Mian was still immersed in sleep, her breathing was even and steady.

All the fear, pain and anxiety were gone. This was the first peaceful sleep she had had since the accident.