Let's talk about being each other's basic friends

Yang Heng's pupils constricted in astonishment, and he asked incredulously, "Are you joking? It's no fun to pretend you don't know me." Countless bloody plots flashed through his mind, amnesia in a car accident, sadomasochistic love , Lovers eventually become brothers and so on.

He didn't let go of Zou Yingyang's reaction, hoping in his heart that this poisonous tongue would say - it seems that you are not so stupid?Even if I forget people all over the world, it is impossible for me to forget you pervert.

However, his hope was shattered quickly and completely.

Under Yang Heng's eager gaze, Zou Yingyang raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and he let out a hache while stretching. His eyes were extremely clear and pure: "A joke? Why am I joking? Uncle." His voice was a little childish. , a very well-behaved uncle call.

Uncle, uncle, uncle? !

Yang Heng's pupils not only shrank, but also began to tremble, and even wanted to cry.

Just when Yang Heng was overwhelmed by Zou Yingyang's naive uncle, the door was pushed open.

The one who came in was none other than Zou's mother who had a serious love affair with her son.

As soon as she came in, she was sitting there refreshed, and Zou Yingyang, who looked like a newborn, caught her attention.Tears welled up in her eyes, and the fruit plate in her hand fell to the carpet with a clatter.

There was a dull sound, and the cut fruit spilled all over the floor.

Mother Zou approached her son slowly step by step, stretching out her arms to hug him.Thinking of how difficult it was for her son to come back from the gate of hell, she wanted to hug this living person tightly.

"Sister, what do you want?" Zou Yingyang stretched out his hand to block Zou's mother's hand, with a displeased tone.

Big sister, big sister, big sister? !

Zou's mother was so surprised that her mouth could be filled with fists, and even the tears swirling in her eyes returned to her body.

Yang Heng on the side felt the same way for Zou's mother. According to his understanding of Zou Yingyang, if Zou's mother didn't maintain her youthful appearance, she might not be able to escape the fate of being called aunt.

Zou's mother was almost astonished, she looked at Yang Heng with a heartbroken face, and asked, "Could it be that my son... has lost his memory?" Yang Heng's face was a little complicated: "No, it's not that simple."

Yang Heng put on a friendly smile and asked Zou Yingyang who was sitting on the bed with an unhappy face: "Xiaoying, Yang, can you answer me a question? How much is 36 divided by 2?"

Zou Yingyang frowned: "Do you think I am a primary school student? You don't even know this. Besides, why should I answer you? Hmph."

"Then you tell brother what grade you are in? Brother can grant you a wish"

Although Zou Yingyang's expression was still cool, his bright eyes revealed his thoughts. He turned his head arrogantly and only looked at Yang Heng from the corner of his eyes: "Uncle, I'm in the first year of junior high school." He deliberately emphasized his tone on uncle.

Yang Heng rubbed Zou Yingyang's head in a funny way, which made him furious, and then said to Zou's mother who was stunned, "Auntie, you understand."

Not just amnesia, but stupid.It can't be said that he is stupid, but his IQ has returned to when he was twelve or thirteen years old.

Mother Zou sighed, looking at her son who refused to even let her hug her, she was indescribably disappointed, but there was nothing she could do about it.Regrettably, he said: "It's okay, everything will get better slowly, everything will get better... It's just that the career that Yingyang has always valued has to stop, and he will definitely be very sad."

"Don't worry, Auntie, it's fine." Yang Heng comforted Zou's mother, but he had a good idea in his heart.

Zou Yingyang didn't understand why the eldest sister kept chanting his name, and said dissatisfiedly to the strange uncle who said that he wanted to fulfill his wish: "I'm hungry, I want to eat, KFC."

Yang Heng grabbed Zou Yingyang's hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, looked up at Zou Yingyang, and said with a smile, "Then get out of bed quickly, let's go out and take a walk together."

Looking at the two people so close, Zou's mother felt a strange feeling in her heart, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

In the next few days, Yang Heng responded to Zou Yingyang's every request, pampering him to the extreme.

Zou Yingyang is now much purer than when Yang Heng first met him, and he doesn't hide himself, and it's easy to guess his emotions.Yang Heng also tried his best to make Zou Yingyang happy, even if the other party just frowned, he would gently smooth it out with his fingers.

Fortunately, although Zou Yingyang's IQ stayed in his teens, fortunately, he was relatively precocious and not very naive.Occasionally childishness will make Yang Heng think he is cute, otherwise Yang Heng really doesn't know how to deal with a kid who is arguing and playing games every day.

Under Yang Heng's non-stop education, Zou Yingyang finally stopped calling him uncle, and returned to the previous address - hello.

One day Zou Yingyang said strangely that he wanted to go home, Yang Heng asked him puzzled: Isn't this your home?Zou Yingyang shook his head: No, not here, I have my own home.

You must know that Zou Yingyang already knew the identity of Zou's father and Zou's mother, and he should also understand that this place is his home for him. Now that he wants to go home, does it mean that he remembered what happened in Beijing?

Even if it's just a little bit, it's good, at least it shows that he has the possibility of remembering.

Although Yang Heng didn't express his regret for forgetting Zou Yingyang on the surface, but he said in his heart that he was not sad, it was completely false.

Although Zou's father and Zou's mother were very reluctant to part with their son who had just recovered, they could only agree when they heard that Zou Yingyang was going back to Beijing so that he would have a chance of recovery.

Yang Heng didn't know if he could wait until Zou Yingyang recovered, because after getting off the plane, he only had one day and one night left.

I got in a taxi again, even the location didn't change, and the trunk was still the box that I dragged back before the Chinese New Year.

The only thing that changed was that Zou Yingyang talked more.

"Did I buy my house myself?" Zou Yingyang asked Yang Heng curiously.

"Yes, you are very powerful, so you can buy a house by yourself."

"Then I must be very rich. I didn't get it from my parents, but my own." Zou Yingyang reasoned.

"You are indeed rich." Yang Heng nodded.

"But am I not a student? Then how can I have money?" Zou Yingyang found some contradictions.

"Because you have a part-time job, that is, part-time job." Yang Heng didn't want to tell the current Zou Yingyang about those complicated car accidents.He believed that Zou Yingyang could remember by himself, and he would understand when the time came.

It's a pity that he probably couldn't see Zou Yingyang recovering. Yang Heng was filled with emotion, and couldn't help rubbing Zou Yingyang's hair again.

Zou Yingyang didn't hide either, and said angrily, "Why do you keep messing with my hair?" Yang Heng withdrew his hand, "Because I like you."

"Why do you like me?" Zou Yingyang asked in confusion, and straightened out the messy hair with his fingers.

"Because..." Yang Heng thought for two seconds, and then said, "You are very cute."

"Cute doesn't describe girls?" Zou Yingyang pouted a little dissatisfied.

Yang Heng couldn't hold it back, and with a driver in front of him, he leaned over and kissed Zou Yingyang's lips.

When Yang Heng left, Zou Yingyang frowned again, and muttered unhappily, "It's so disgusting."

Yang Heng forcibly resisted the urge to 'wash Zou Yingyang's mouth' himself, closed his eyes and began to sleep.

Zou Yingyang felt a little restless, tentatively pulled the corner of Yang Heng's clothes, and asked, "Are you angry?"

Yang Heng didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

Zou Yingyang obviously didn't notice this subtle change.Seeing Yang Heng felt like he was angry, and a feeling similar to guilt spread in his heart.

......

Back in the long-lost room, Yang Heng fell down on the bed at once, with one arm resting on his face, breathing steadily.

How could it be possible to fall asleep? Although Yang Heng's body was exhausted, his brain was very clear.

The mission failed, he did not fall in love with Zou Yingyang, which meant that he was less than two days away from death.

"I want to live." That was the only thought left in his mind, a belief in survival.

Who doesn't want to live, and when you die, you will lose everything, whether it is happy memories or sad memories, all will disappear with the shutdown of the brain.Aren't the afterlife and the present life and the lingering soul all fabricated by human beings?

He didn't want to die, he didn't want to forget everything, he didn't want to become a pile of unconscious bones.

"Mr. System, we have known each other for so long. Is there any way to save my life? You won't really have the heart to watch your friend die for many years, right?" Yang Heng said as a joke to make fun of the system. Hope is pinned on the system here.

Unexpectedly, Mr. System actually said: "Yes."

The author has something to say:

There are not many chapters left, let's see what else I can think of, it should be finished within the next three chapters.I'm so reluctant, I thought this book would have 15 words no matter what, but it's a pity that it's almost here, so it's a short story.I really can't bear to part with Yang Heng, hey, I'm thinking about whether to give the protagonists a special episode...