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

The original speech returned to Yunzhou City.When she walked into the old house, Aunt Yang Li was having dinner with cakes.When the two of them saw him, they were stunned at the same time, and the small spoon in Gao Gao's hand fell to the table with a "clack".

"Master, where have you been? Why did you become like this in just a few days?" Aunt Yang Li still felt sorry for him, "Are you sick? Does it matter? Do you need me to call the doctor?"

Yuan Cisheng shook his head, and walked slowly into the bathroom.Under the bright white light, an abnormally white face was reflected in the mirror, the eye sockets were sunken into black and narrow shadows, and the cheeks were so thin that the sharp bones were highlighted.

It looks like a skeleton that has been drained of flesh and blood, with a layer of lifeless skin stretched on it.

He didn't want to look so scary, and spent a long time trying to put himself back together before making his way to the bedroom without making a sound.

In the soft halo of the night light, He Jingnian was lying on his side, his long black hair was scattered on the pillow, his cheeks were pink and white, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his breathing was even, and he was sleeping peacefully.

Yuan Cisheng stood beside his bed, just staring at him. With just one glance, the dead soul began to revive, and the heart beat again, with infinite tenderness and infinite sorrow.

Not seeing enough, he knelt down again, stretched out his arms, and hugged him across the quilt.The warm body was wrapped in soft fabric, Yuan Ci sighed softly, and his chest was almost bursting with satisfaction.He died once, and now he is alive again, and he has given his life and death to the person in front of him.

He Jingnian turned over, leaving a space beside the bed.Yuan Cisheng lifted a corner of the quilt, and lay down lightly.

The bed was very warm, and it was the temperature warmed by He Jingnian's body temperature, which gradually thawed his dead body and mind.Moreover, it was filled with the fragrance of He Jingnian's body. I hadn't smelled this fragrance for a few days, and I was trembling with missing it.

He Jingnian was lying with his back to him, showing the back of his neck unsuspectingly.He leaned forward and took a deep sniff of the extra-rich fragrance there, tears falling into He Jingnian's collar.

Others are cold, all the heat is in tears, the scalding heat woke up He Jingnian.He Jingnian turned his head sleepily, and saw a pale face with bright red lips, like an ivory knife cutting a pomegranate, and two green eyes shining like a cat.The man grinned at him, showing his white teeth, and said, "Niannian, I'm back."

He Jingnian screamed in fright as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

The man hurriedly hugged him, kissed him, gently rubbed his shoulders and back, and said in that strange tone of joy and sadness: "Niannian, look at me, I'm really back. I know I'm sorry. I'm sorry for making you wait so long. I'm sorry for making you...for making you so sad all the time. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Apologizing non-stop, full of remorse like a flood breaking a bank, submerging yourself, and swallowing the other party.

"I love you. Niannian, I love you too, I love you very much. Thinking about what happened when you were a child, my heart is going to break." Yuan Ci said, tears came out of my eyes again, and my throat was filled with sobs.Holding He Jingnian, he almost cried into a child, a helpless child about the same age as Liao Xia.

He Jingnian was shivering with fright as he wiped hot tears all over his face.The more frightened he was, the more desperately the man tried to comfort him, saying sorry, saying I love you, and promising over and over again that he would never leave him again.

He Jingnian felt that he had fallen into a nightmare with no exit. The demon chasing him was so terrifying, but the tears and voice of the demon were so real, and the deceitful deception made him feel heavy sadness. Almost... Almost made him feel sad along with him.

"Shen Tangfeng thought I could figure it out, repent, and let go. He was dreaming!" The tone of Yuan Ci's voice suddenly became sharp, and then became tender and gentle again.

He said: "Year after year, the more I think about it, the more I understand that you have waited for me for more than ten years, and I will give you my whole life. You love me, and I love you too. We will always only look at each other, and I will To love you with hundreds of times and thousands of times your feelings for Liao Xia, I..."

"Snapped!"

He Jingnian raised his hand and slapped him.

The original speech was stunned.

He Jingnian stared at him, "You... don't mention... him."

Yuan Ci took a breath, "I am Liao Xia."

He Jingnian slapped him again, this time harder.

The original speech covered his hot face, the pain in his heart was worse than the pain in his face.

"Niannian, are you blaming me?"

He Jingnian wiped away the tears accumulated in his eyes with the back of his hand, and said to him, "Go away!"

He was afraid of him, but no matter how afraid he was, he would still defend his Liao Xia.When he thinks of Liao Xia, he has infinite courage.

Yuan Cisheng of course refuses to leave, not only refuses to leave, but also wants him to admit that he is the Liao Xia he likes.The next day, he immediately had the dismantled portraits hung back up again.Standing in the middle of the room, he said to He Jingnian: "Niannian, look, I am really him."

Afraid that He Jingnian would hit him again, he could only avoid the word "Liao Xia" first.

He Jingnian frowned, rolled up his sleeves and walked towards him.

The original speech did not dare to hide, and stood motionless.But the expected slap didn't come over, He Jingnian just walked around him and walked towards a portrait, reaching out his hand to adjust the slightly skewed angle.

Yuan Cisheng took a deep breath and almost lost his footing.

He didn't know why He Jingnian insisted on refusing to admit that he loved him, let alone admit that he was Liao Xia.

From before to now, this persistence should come to an end, right?

He was helpless, since He Jingnian was so persistent, he could only be more persistent than him.He loves He Jingnian, loves him very much, originally he felt that his love was hopeless, could not get a response, and could not see an outlet, but now he has confidence, and it was the confidence that Liao Xia gave him.He thought that even if he died, he must restore the happiness he and He Jingnian should have had.

step.With just one step, they can get back to the right path from the fork in the road.

He believed it from the bottom of his heart.

So, he clings to He Jingnian more persistently than before, guards He Jingnian, and tries his best to treat him well and make him happy.Since He Jingnian slapped him twice, he didn't seem to hate him as much as before.In addition, the world's top expert team he invited has been actively researching various treatment methods. Although He Jingnian is still sober and confused at times, his condition is gradually improving.

Seeing the original speech, I really feel that it is all my credit, the power of love, which is always used in movies to bluff people, unexpectedly it is true.

He Jingnian was terrified like a ghost when he no longer saw him, rounding it up, it was about the same as He Jingnian started to fall in love with him again.Yuan Ci's voice is very happy, very happy, and sometimes even feels that the two of them are about to end their hardships.They are each other's first love, and they are a couple who like each other. The daughter is super cute, and the second cub is on the way. How wonderful, there is no more perfect couple than them.

The fly in the ointment is that the album was torn by him, and now it is re-attached and it is full of cracks.Holding the album in his arms, he remembered He Jingnian's sparkling eyes when he gave it to him at the beginning, and suddenly he couldn't enjoy it anymore, wishing to go crazy in place.

This album is a priceless treasure, of course, he must compensate He Jingnian with something equally precious.

A few days later, he took He Jingnian to an auction where Troitsky's manuscript of "The Peacock Prince" was going to be auctioned.This manuscript is the most complete, precious and representative manuscript left by Troitsky so far. The starting price exceeds 120 million euros, and many collectors are determined to acquire it

However, when the voice of Yuan Ci appeared at the auction site, everyone's enthusiasm seemed to have been poured with cold water and completely withered.They all knew that this time it was definitely going to be a dead end, but no one could compete with him for whatever he wanted.

Sure enough, the original speech understatedly won the manuscript at a price of 960 million euros in a few minutes of bidding war without blinking.

Under the envious and even jealous gazes of the wealthy people, Yuan Cisheng came to He Jingnian holding the priceless manuscript, his green eyes full of anticipation.

"Niannian, I know that this manuscript is nothing compared to the album you sent me, but I can't think of anything else for the time being, so just accept it reluctantly, okay?"

He Jingnian lowered his eyes, a few pieces of yellowed parchment, the words on them - let's call them words, like rolls of black steel wool balls, what are they, ghost symbols!He actually wanted to use this kind of inexplicable thing to pay for his picture album, crazy!Is he crazy?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, He Jingnian turned around and left without saying a word.Yuan Cisheng casually threw the 960 million euro papers to Secretary Jin, and hurriedly followed, like a big tail that couldn't be shaken off.

Big Tail hugged him, helped him steady, and took him to a high-end restaurant for afternoon tea, swaggering through the streets along the way.

The restaurant is located in a large garden with open-air tables and chairs, which blend harmoniously with the natural environment.Their seats were just under a tree, and the sun shone through the green leaves, wisps of golden honey.

There were quite a few people at the auction just now, and Yuan Ci's voice at least maintained a human appearance, well-dressed, elegant and decent.Now the surroundings are finally clean, the restaurant is packed, only the two of them, and he shows the way he was at home again, sticky and intimate, so numbing that He Jingnian gets goosebumps and wants to vomit.

"Every year, when we were young, we often sat under the tree and ate together. It is the tall old tree behind the orphanage, the cedar, which is very beautiful after snow in winter." Yuan Ci looked at him affectionately, A pair of green eyes are shining brightly.

He Jingnian glanced at him, under the blue sky and broad daylight, he looked like a man, not a ghost.When he looks like a ghost, he is really scary, and when he looks like a person, he is really beautiful. The bright spring scenery in the garden is the foil. Only he is so beautiful that the flowers will bloom in the next second.

"Stop pretending." He Jingnian lowered his head and said stubbornly.

The original voice was more stubborn, "I am Liao Xia."

"you are not."

"I really am."

"You're not, you don't even know how to learn!"

"Well, you have to prove that I am not." Yuan Ci looked at him with folded arms, "Please."

He Jingnian was taken aback, "Does this still need proof?"

"Of course, it's just that you unilaterally think that I'm not Liao Xia. Do you have evidence?"

He Jingnian pondered for a moment, covered his head in distress, "No..."

"It's okay, I can tell you."

"what?"

The original voice came over, "Niannian, kiss me."

He Jingnian shrank back in disgust.

"It's very simple, just bring the real thing to your eyes, can you do it?"

He Jingnian shook his head sadly.

"That's fine." Yuan Ci spread his hands, "Since you can't find the real thing, you can't prove that I am not. What is the negation of negation?"

He Jingnian muttered reluctantly: "Sure..."

The original speech was proud, "So, I am Liao Xia."

When He Jingnian heard this, he felt even more sad, but he couldn't say anything to refute him.

The voice of Yuanci put him in his arms, pressed against his forehead, blinked his eyes deliberately, brushed his long eyelashes lightly across the bridge of his nose and cheeks, and said, "Liao Xia loves you."

He Jingnian was so sad that he was about to cry. He knew that this person was not Liao Xia at all, but he couldn't stop him from pretending to be Liao Xia.

"I hate you!" He clenched his fists bitterly and punched the other party.The man looks like a flower, with a face that is so beautiful that it is fragile, but his body is as hard as a stinky stone in a latrine, and his hand hurts from the beating.When he was tired from beating, the man hugged him into his arms, kissed his lips, and sucked that bright red tongue.

Satisfied a little, he returned to his handsome gentleman appearance, using a clean handkerchief to wipe off the glistening saliva from the corners of his lips and chin.

He Jingnian struggled angrily and wanted to stay away from him, but the man pushed him back and let him rest on his chest.Through the fabric of the high-end shirt, he felt the strong muscles underneath, his heartbeat was strong, and his ears were noisy.

Then, he heard the man say again: "Liao Xia loves you."

So, he also repeated, saying: "I hate you!"

In the evening, Yuan Cisheng massaged his legs that tend to swell during pregnancy as usual. His physical and mental state during this pregnancy is not good, and the symptoms of discomfort are more obvious than the first time.Rubbing his belly, Yuan Ci kissed his ears and said, "Niannian, thank you for your hard work."

He Jingnian half-closed his eyes, wanting to sleep or not, and didn't bother to talk to him.

"Thank you for being willing to give birth to a baby for me and bring GaoGao to my side."

"I don't want to."

"..."

"I just want to give Liao Xia a baby."

The original speech was angry, and when he was angry, he wanted to bully him again, but when he thought of He Jingnian's choice to keep the child without hesitation, his heart was filled with regret.He hugged him more firmly, let him lie comfortably in his arms, and thought over and over again, how great it would be if time could be turned back, back to three years ago, and let them truly love each other once.

"Niannian, what should I do before you are willing to admit me."

"impossible."

"One day, you will."

He Jingnian got a mischievous idea, got out of bed and brought those Troitsky's manuscripts, "We'll talk about it after you understand what's on it."

The original voice took over, "Really?"

He Jingnian was sure that he couldn't do it, "Really."

The voice of the original speech held up the parchment, faced the circles of madly entangled steel wool balls, and began to chant.

He Jingnian was dumbfounded.

The original speech was recited more vigorously, with accents and tunes, and it was very artificial.He Jingnian stared at him in a daze, his ears were buzzing with trembling voices.

However, shock was nothing but shock, he had to admit that the man himself had an excellent voice, even if he spoke hard, bang, bang Russian, it sounded like a deep and mellow style.

"How is it?" Yuan Ci looked at him with a sense of satisfaction beyond words.

He said angrily, "It's like chanting a mantra, it sounds awful, and who knows if you're chanting blindly."

Yuancisheng stretched out his arms and embraced him from behind, holding up the manuscript of a great writer in one hand and lighting the steel wool ball on it with the other, telling him word by word.

He Jingnian was trapped in his warm embrace, his lips were very close to his ears, the breath blew down, and the numb and itchy feeling went down the ear canal and penetrated into his heart.He didn't want to listen silently at first, but probably the fairy tale translated by the man was too beautiful, far better than any other translation, so he still immersed himself in it helplessly.

When the narration was about to end, He Jingnian said softly: "Stop talking, I don't want to listen."

"why?"

"I don't like bad endings."

The original speech was silent, and said: "That is the version compiled and adapted by Troitsky's descendants. The ending of the story in the original manuscript is not like this."

He Jingnian opened his eyes wide, "Really?"

The original speech nodded, "Look, what is written here is: 'The prince has regained his light and beauty, but all of this is no longer important to him, he just wants to find the one who has always been by his side. Little bird.'"

"'But the little sparrow lost his precious heart, and when the prince found him, he lay quietly in the haystack, and fell into eternal sleep.'"

"'The little sparrow thought that the prince would never know who he was, but he was wrong. The prince recognized him at a glance. In the eyes of the prince, he was more beautiful than any other bird. How could the white dove be with him? He compares.'”

"'Holding the cold and stiff body of the little sparrow, the prince shed tears in pain. Whether it is a powerful kingdom, the love of the people, beauty and wealth, and even bright eyes, all things add up and become as light as Feather. At this moment, the prince only hopes to see the little sparrow spread its wings again and fly with the afterglow of the setting sun. When night falls, it rests on the black reef, listening to the moon's breath on the sea.'”

"'However, such a simple wish, such a small wish, must rely on miracles to be realized. The prince also went to find the wizard and begged him to make the little sparrow come back to life. The wizard shook his head and said: The heart is an irreversible thing, A heart that is given cannot be taken back. Prince, you already have everything, why should you care about that little bird?'”

"'The prince replied: Even if I had the sky with all its stars, and the earth with all its treasures, I would still ask for more. But if he were mine, even in this world I would Occupy the smallest corner, and I will be content.'”

"'The wizard sighed helplessly and said: Well, well, then I will link your lives together. From now on, you will share the same life and share the same heart. Of course, this will make you become Incomplete, different from other birds, even so, can you accept it?'”

"'The prince nodded without hesitation and said: It's all right, as long as we are together, we can be whole again. There will be no happiness in the world.'"

He Jingnian urged him, "And then, tell me quickly."

The original speech said: "I can't speak anymore."

He Jingnian got angry, "Why are you like this?"

"Niannian, just say that you like me, just one sentence will do."

He Jingnian snorted, "Don't even think about it."

"You're going to lie to me, okay?"

He Jingnian bit his lips tightly, but did not speak.

Yuanci sighed, extremely bitter.He turned off the light and fell asleep with someone in his arms.The person in my arms is soft, warm, and full of clean fragrance, no matter how great the heartache and confusion are, it will be comforted.

His eyes were red with sadness, and he wanted to kiss him, bite him, peck at every inch of frost, let him open the fragile clam shell willingly, let his fingertips penetrate into the tender clam meat, and grab the shell. The most precious pearl.

But, no.

He Jingnian gave him the pearl early, but he lost the pearl early.

In the dark, Yuan Cisheng kept his eyes open, he didn't sleep, he wanted to wake up.Only when he was awake could he confirm that He Jingnian was in his arms.His love, his heart, his other half of soul.

"I'm leaving."

In the silence, He Jingnian's vague dream suddenly sounded.

The original voice thought he heard it wrong, "What?"

"I'll leave when the baby is born, and I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore." He Jingnian muttered in confusion, "I'm so sad...not here..."

Yuan Cisheng's heart stopped suddenly, and he stretched out his hand to gently push his shoulder, "Niannian? Are you having a nightmare?"

He Jingnian lazily turned over, breathed steadily, and stopped talking in sleep.

Yuan Cisheng looked at him sleeping peacefully, but his back still couldn't stop the chills.

He didn't know when he fell asleep, he stayed up all night in a daze, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to make sure that the people around him were still there.However, the touch is slightly warm, and the pillow is empty.

As if feeling something in his heart, he didn't even bother to change his clothes, and ran out in a hurry with bare feet.

"Niannian...Niannian! Where are you?" His lips trembled, and his legs went limp unconsciously.

Rushing into the living room, he saw He Jingnian busy arranging the tableware on the table. The familiar back suddenly made his heart drop, and he recovered from the extreme panic, and firmly held the table from behind. hugged him tightly.

"Bang!"

He Jingnian shook, and the silver plate in his hand fell to the ground.

"Why did you get up so early today?" Seeing him struggling to pick up the dinner plate, Yuan Cisheng seemed to have made a big mistake in his haste, and felt distressed and confused.He hurriedly led the man to the sofa, stuffed a cushion on his back, and said a little blamingly: "I slept late last night, so I didn't sleep much, and I don't need you to prepare breakfast."

He Jingnian obediently let him play with him, but there was a strange look on his face, as if he didn't know him anymore.

"What's wrong? Is there any discomfort?" Yuan Cisheng was about to reach out his hand to smooth his sleepy hair, but he saw that he was timid, and he didn't hide, but just stared at him blankly with those black and white warm eyes , like frightened little animals.

Strong uneasiness rose from the bottom of Yuan Ci's heart, he moved his lips, and found that his throat was terribly dry and hoarse, "Niannian, are you okay...?"

"I'm fine." He Jingnian said softly, "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Yuan."

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"Even if I possess...satisfaction." From Tagore's "The Lover's Yi"