I won't chase you a second time

Jiang Wensong hesitated for a while, then pressed the answer button.

He Mingxu's deep voice sounded a little anxious, and asked him, "Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Jiang Wensong on the other side seemed to be lying on the bed, the surrounding lights were dim, and the phone was held very close, only Jiang Wensong's face could be seen clearly.

"I went hiking a few days ago, my phone broke and I just got it repaired." Jiang Wensong replied, cutting and deleting.

He Mingxu had no doubts, and his expression eased a little. "Um."

Jiang Wensong stared at He Mingxu, but because the light on He Mingxu's side was too dim, he couldn't see clearly after looking for a long time.

But it should be very familiar.

He Mingxu looked at Jiang Wensong for a long time, and couldn't help but put on a tone, "Have you eaten properly?"

Why is your chin getting sharper?

Jiang Wensong was stunned, "Yes."

Then subconsciously start reporting what I ate today.

He Mingxu frowned after listening, and didn't know who he was angry with, "Eat more."

"Understood." Jiang Wensong nodded, he felt that He Mingxu had a bad temper.

After a while, Jiang Wensong called him, "He Mingxu."

"what?"

Although he was a little impatient, he answered quickly.

"He Mingxu." Jiang Wensong called him again.

"Why?" He Mingxu looked at him, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Jiang Wensong shook his head, he just wanted to call him.

Because he felt like he used to call him that often.

After a while, Jiang Wensong blinked and felt sleepy again.

He Mingxu watched Jiang Wensong fan his eyelashes like a small fan, and then slowly closed them.

Jiang Wensong's cell phone slid down, revealing his neckline. He Mingxu looked carefully for a while before he saw clearly that it was a shirt-like dress with blue and white stripes.

He Mingxu paused, thinking about when Jiang Wensong had such a shirt.

Jiang Wensong didn't know when he hung up the call. The conversation between the two of them didn't exceed half an hour, but he was really shocked when he woke up the next day and saw the four-hour call time displayed on the screen.

He thought, maybe He Mingxu, like him, accidentally fell asleep and forgot to hang up the phone.

Yawning drowsily, Jiang Wensong looked at the chat interface between the two, and was discouraged to find that he seemed to have forgotten the content of yesterday's chat.

After breakfast, Jiang Wensong's spirit improved a lot, and he began to fumble for the contents of the phone again.

After flipping through for a while, I successfully found the previous notes.

The note about He Mingxu is at the top, and there is also a photo of He Mingxu in the document, which is much clearer than the high-blurry video from last night. Jiang Wensong looked at the photo and continued to slide down.

One morning, Jiang Wensong slowly read through He Mingxu's documents, and finally his face turned redder and redder. When Chen Taotao rushed in, he thought Jiang Wensong was doing something messy.

Chen Taotao and Liu Yi were carrying fruit baskets and flowers, and saw Jiang Wensong hastily put down his phone and his red cheeks.

"What are you doing alone?" Chen Taotao swept him up and down.

"Nothing." Jiang Wensong put the phone aside and sat up straight.

"Oh," Chen Taotao nodded, beckoned Liu Yi to put down the fruit basket, sat next to him and asked, "You really don't remember me?"

Jiang Wensong looked at her, opened his notebook, flipped through it for a while, "Chen Taotao?"

"..." Chen Taotao looked at him, then glanced at the phone, "What are you looking at?"

"Notes." Jiang Wensong had already forgotten how sinister Chen Taotao was.

In the next second, Chen Taotao leaned over her head, "What notes? What did you write about me?"

Jiang Wensong protected the phone, frowned and pushed Chen Taotao away.

Chen Taotao originally planned to grab it, but seeing Jiang Wensong's expression, he stopped again.

It's a very distant expression.

Chen Taotao stopped snatching, and sat back sullenly, "When will you remember, will you see me and Liu Yi also not remember?"

Liu Yi covered Chen Taotao's mouth and pushed his glasses, "It shouldn't be too long, the doctor said it might just be a short-term amnesia, don't be too nervous."

Jiang Wensong looked at the snow-white quilt in a daze, and nodded.

Before Chen Taotao left, she nestled on the small sofa beside her, and took a paper brush to write on a large sheet of A4 paper.

Then hand it to Jiang Wensong and tell him to recite it.

Jiang Wensong looked at the densely written A4 paper, and saw the red and bold words at a glance, "Orange allergies!!!"

There were many other small messages. Jiang Wensong picked up his phone and sent Chen Taotao a thank you.

But Chen Taotao ignored him.

When eating lunch, Jiang Wensong looked at the sumptuous hospital lunch and his aunt's special extra meal. After watching for a while, he suddenly remembered that He Mingxu asked him if he had eaten well yesterday.

Jiang Wensong took a picture with his phone and sent it to He Mingxu.

After sending, Jiang Wensong looked at the chat box of the two, and remembered his notes again.

= 3 =

Then Jiang Wensong unconsciously pouted.

"..." Jiang Wensong blushed when he returned to his senses, and buried his head in a mouthful of rice.

But He Mingxu didn't reply, and Jiang Wensong lay back on the bed a little disappointed after eating.

In the afternoon, Jiang Wensong read a lot of notes, but his memory was still hazy.

Jiang Wensong had a dream during his nap, but he couldn't remember it when he woke up.

Jiang Wensong got up, opened the curtains and stood in front of the window, looking at the nice weather outside, put on his down jacket and hat, and planned to go for a walk.

The sun outside was very good today, and there was no wind. The warm sun shone on his body, and Jiang Wensong squinted his eyes comfortably.

After walking for a while, he sat down on a bench and looked at the advertising screens of the building outside the hospital, showing advertising videos in turn.

Looking at Jiang Wensong, he suddenly remembered something and turned on the phone.

I rummaged through the app on my phone and finally found the flight information on my phone.

"January 22, country G." Jiang Wensong muttered.

Jiang Wensong glanced at the calendar, it was already No. 20 today.

A simple schedule was also recorded on the calendar, with He Mingxu's name written behind the time and place.

"He Mingxu..." Jiang Wensong read his name, but he couldn't remember why he booked a ticket to country G.

In the evening, He Mingxu made a video call as usual.

Jiang Wensong still kept the phone very close, almost only Jiang Wensong's face could be seen.

And most of the time it is very silent, as if just looking at the screen, with strange eyes.

He Mingxu chatted with him for a few words, and asked him, "Jiang Wensong? Why are you always in a daze."

Jiang Wensong regained his senses and shook his head.

"What did you do in Songfeng?" He Mingxu asked him again.

Jiang Wensong didn't quite remember, and looked to the side, "Just strolled around."

"Why are you wearing a hospital gown?" He Mingxu continued to ask.

Jiang Wensong panicked, and even shook his cell phone. After a few seconds, he wondered why he didn't want He Mingxu to know that he was in the hospital.

"I fell while climbing a mountain and sprained my ankle."

Jiang Wensong lied unnaturally, and he didn't dare to look He Mingxu in the eyes.

He Mingxu seemed to be angry again, his face became very smelly, "Why did you twist your foot again?"

"Hmm..." Jiang Wensong faltered, "But it's not a big problem. I'll be discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow."

In fact, the doctor said that he still needs to observe for a few days, but Jiang Wensong decided to leave the hospital the day after tomorrow because he still has to go to country G.

Seeing that He Mingxu was sullen and silent, Jiang Wensong noticed that He Mingxu was very bright today, and he could even see the blue sky outside the window behind him.

"It's daytime over there, are you abroad now?" Jiang Wensong asked curiously.

"Ah."

"Is it in country G?"

"Ah."

Jiang Wensong nodded, and didn't ask any more questions, he was afraid that the question might reveal some flaws.

He looked at He Mingxu and felt that He Mingxu was very angry, but he didn't know why he was angry.

So he had no choice but to persuade him, "Don't be angry."

Jiang Wensong didn't know if it was useful to say that, He Mingxu seemed to soften his tone a little, said a few more words to him, and hung up the phone.

The next day, Jiang Wensong was thinking about how to leave the hospital, and his aunt would definitely not agree to his early discharge.

So he had no choice but to write a letter of explanation in advance, put it on the bedside, did not take any luggage, took his ID and passport, changed his clothes, and left the hospital neatly.

It is winter in China, but it is summer in country G.

Jiang Wensong set foot on a strange land wearing a T-shirt and trousers he bought casually in the mall.

While on the plane, Jiang Wensong carefully read the notes again, and found the notes of He Mingxu's roommate Wang Haohao, and then privately chatted with Wang Haohao on WeChat with anticipation, asking where he is now.

After confirming that Wang Haohao was also in country G, Jiang Wensong successfully asked more detailed matters.

Including tomorrow's game location and time.

With relief, Jiang Wensong booked a hotel near the competition venue, hailed a taxi and set off.

He went abroad in a hurry and had very little luggage, so he went to the nearest supermarket and bought a lot of messy things.

On the way back to the hotel, he bumped into a group of people wearing uniform sportswear. Jiang Wensong looked up and saw He Mingxu walking in the front.

Tall and handsome, he stands out in the crowd.

"Hey!!! Jiang Wensong!!!" Wang Haohao was the one who was most surprised. Wang Haohao trotted over, "Why are you here!!!"

"I..." Jiang Wensong stumbled, "I'm here to travel."

"No wonder you just asked if we were in country G! Hey, are you coming to watch our match tomorrow?"

Jiang Wensong felt that Wang Haohao talked too much.

"Come... let's take a look."

He Mingxu finally came up from behind, and pulled Jiang Wensong inside.

"Huh?" Wang Haohao looked at the two people, turned his head to watch them enter the hotel, only to find that other teammates outside had already entered the hotel.

Jiang Wensong was almost dragged into the hotel by He Mingxu.

"Wait, I haven't received my room card yet." Jiang Wensong said.

He Mingxu stopped and looked at him.

"Soon." Jiang Wensong turned and went to the front desk.

Then he took the card and was dragged away by He Mingxu.

Jiang Wensong stood in the elevator, looked at He Mingxu's tall back, and felt that He Mingxu was really too fierce.

He looked down at the notes on his phone and felt that what was written on them was correct.