I lost my memory after throwing the ball and running over the total crematorium

In the early hours of the night, everything was silent.

When Yuan Cisheng walked into the living room, all the lights were still on, and it looked as if he was in a resplendent and luxurious empty tomb.

He Jingnian was sleeping soundly at the dining table. The dazzling array of dishes on the table became more and more colorful under the crystal chandelier, but it was completely cold and there was no heat.

In addition to cherry dumplings and beetroot soup, there are Olivier salads, Pirozhki bread covered with potatoes, meat, cabbage and cheese, cheese cakes and goulash Stragenov, all authentic Russian Christmas treats.

It can be seen that he has put a lot of thought into making this dish.

He Jingnian's sleep has always been very shallow, and he woke up in a daze when Yuan Ci's voice approached.

"Why did you drink so much...?" He Jingnian looked sleepily at the man in front of him who was flushed and smelled of alcohol, and gradually felt surprised.Is this still the original calm and self-sufficient voice?

"Are you okay? Shall I make you some hangover soup... Ugh!"

As if he didn't hear the original speech, she leaned over and grabbed his chin, and kissed him viciously.

The smell of alcohol was so strong that it was almost choking, rushing into his mouth crazily, and he struggled in pain, letting out a muffled nasal sound.But Yuan Ci's voice seemed to be stimulated, and he kissed him harder, until he was repeatedly occupied inside and out, and then he reluctantly let go of him.

"This, this is for you..." He Jingnian stuffed a beautifully wrapped gift box into his hand with red eyes wet with tears.

Yuan Ci's voice was slightly startled, as if he didn't expect him to give him something, "Thank you."

He Jingnian looked at him expectantly, but the moment he opened the lid, his movements subtly froze.

"Why..." Yuan Cisheng took out the scarf, and his fingers sank deeply into the soft fabric, "Why do you know? Who did you ask? Shen Er?"

Seeing that He Jingnian showed fear on his face and wanted to shrink back to avoid himself as usual, he became even more angry and shouted: "Why do you always look like this, am I so scary!"

He Jingnian tremblingly said: "Yes... Mr. Shen told me, but I didn't ask for it on purpose..."

"Who allows you to make such a meaningless and stupid thing!" Yuan Ci interrupted sharply, and his eyes were red as if they were about to bleed.

Sure enough, he didn't deserve a birthday, let alone a birthday present.

"Want to know more? Let me tell you." He approached He Jingnian step by step, and sneered coldly, "She died on my birthday, throwing down a half-woven scarf, and couldn't wait to dance in front of me upstairs."

"Boom!"

It sounded like a heavy object falling to the ground.

That Christmas, the gift God gave him was the fragmented corpse of Cheris.

As a child, he was naive and stupid.It wasn't until I grew up that many questions kept popping up, lingering in my mind day after day.

My mother is a devout Christian, pure all her life, helpful to others, and has deep compassion for animals.But why does such a good person not have a good life?

Yuan Zhengye is cold, selfish and self-centered. Apart from his career, he is a woman.Of course, in his eyes, those women were all fresh playthings for a while, and he never regarded anyone as a human being.

For his mother, he only regards her as a decoration at home, a tool for reproduction, and a decoration for social occasions.

In his childhood memories, Yuan Zhengye and his mother rarely spent time together, and the two of them either quarreled or had a cold war.Unhappy marriage and family pressure caused my mother to suffer from depression early on.

At that time, he only knew that his mother was sick, very sick, but not like a common cold and cough.When he grew up, he realized that his mother was suffering from severe depression.

Later, his mother couldn't bear it anymore and took him away from home.The two of them depended on each other to live alone outside, but they were much happier and more peaceful.It can be said that the days of his childhood were the only good times in his life.

One winter, because of Yuan Zhengye's repeated requests, his mother finally decided to take him home for the Christmas vacation.Because she was worried that heavy snow would affect the flight, she moved one day earlier.Who knows, but accidentally bumped into Yuan Zhengye having an affair with a woman.

The mother was unexpectedly calm, didn't say anything, just covered his eyes.But it was still too late, and he still saw that disgusting, dirty picture, a man and a woman intertwined like a beast.The air was filled with a disgusting smell, enveloping them and constantly sticking to each other and exploding.

His mother took him by the hand, took him back to the room, and stood at the window watching the sunset with him in her arms.

"Liao Xia, do you want to go with mother?"

"Mom, where are you going?"

"A really clean place, would you like to go with mother?"

"Wherever mother goes, I will go."

"Good boy." Xie Lisi kissed him, Cui Bi's bright eyes looked into his eyes, and said: "My lovely Liao Xia, please remember that mom will always love you."

Then she turned and left, locking the door.

After a while, he saw a flock of white doves fluttering past the window, disappearing into the soft and gorgeous twilight that filled the sky.

"I'm sorry... I didn't know it would be like this..." He Jingnian cried as soon as he opened his mouth, and the tears kept falling.

Yuan Ci looked at him, not knowing why he was so sad, let alone knowing that when he heard the news of the death of the young master's mother from the dean, his hands and feet were cold and he cried uncontrollably.

Now, the original speech is just anger, the anger mixed with sadness is like poisonous incomplete combustion, He Jingnian's tears did not extinguish his anger at all, on the contrary, like alcohol, it stimulated the flames of manic depression to flicker violently .

"I don't want this kind of thing." Yuan Cisheng threw the scarf aside, and reached out to wrap He Jingnian's waist, "If you really want to give me a gift, why don't you give me something else."

The soft chairs in the living room are spacious enough to accommodate two people without difficulty.He Jingnian lightened up and was easily hugged by Yuan Cisheng onto his lap, then pressed the back of his head and began to kiss him.

The voice of Yuan Ci seemed to like this very much. This posture made him unable to move, and he could not escape. He tried to struggle but was pushed back even harder.

However, he didn't like it at all.The original speech never cared about his feelings, wantonly crushing his limbs, blindly acting recklessly, as if venting his anger.He was in pain, as if he was trapped in a cage, and he had difficulty breathing.

Tonight is Christmas, He Jingnian thought painfully.He didn't want to do this kind of thing with Yuan Cisheng again on such a festival.

Something seemed to be broken in my heart, turning into countless sharp crumbs, reflecting the only good memories left.

"let me go!"

He Jingnian's hand in mid-air was like a drowning man slamming desperately. He grabbed a corner of the tablecloth and pulled it desperately——

"Whoa-!"

All the dishes and tableware were smashed to the ground, and the carefully prepared dishes were scattered in a mess, like dirty and untouchable garbage, and the scarf was wet and covered.

That soft scarf with fine and neat stitches and a beautiful dark green color.

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