Amnesia villain insists on giving me a baby

The eve of memory recovery.

After returning to Xu's house, Zhuang Bai was a little restless. When he was having lunch in the main hall, the other hand under the table held Xu Muzhou tightly.

Like a precious thing, if you don't hold it tightly, it will disappear from your hand.

Xu Muzhou could feel the uneasiness of the people around him. Originally, Zhuang Bai was just tugging at the hem of his clothes, but later Xu Muzhou put the chopsticks in his left hand, and while eating with his unskilled left hand, he held Zhuang Bai with his right hand.

After lunch, Xu Muzhou sent Zhuang Bai back to his room, saying that he was not in good spirits and had just recovered from the poisonous injury, and he didn't know if that vicious thing would leave any hidden dangers.

"You need to sleep well." Xu Muzhou sent him to the bedside.

In fact, he knew very well in his heart that Zhuang Bai's anxiety and nervousness had nothing to do with the previous poisonous injury, but just made an excuse for An Zhuang Bai and his own heart.

Zhuang Bai sat down leaning against the head of the bed. Seeing that Xu Muzhou seemed to be leaving, he grabbed Xu Muzhou's sleeves in a panic, pulled him in front of him, and then hugged Xu Muzhou's waist tightly:

"Don't go!"

Xu Muzhou gently stroked Zhuang Bai's hand with both hands, and said softly: "I don't want to leave, idiot, I'll go and close the door."

Only then did Zhuang Bai hesitantly let go of his arm, "I don't want you to go out. Who knows if I can see you again after you go out."

Xu Muzhou sat beside him, took him into his arms, and gently pressed his chin against the top of Zhuang Bai's head: "You have "pre-marital anxiety disorder", that is to say, before getting married, people often feel anxious and emotional. Restless. "

"Most people will. You'll be healed when you and I are done with church."

"Really?" Zhuang Bai was amused by him, "There are still such symptoms in the world."

But in fact, both Xu Muzhou and Zhuang Bai themselves knew that this was not any pre-marital anxiety at all. Zhuang Bai's uneasiness was entirely caused by the boy he met in the morning.

"You've said it before, you sometimes feel like I'm not like 'me'. "Zhuang Bai stuck to Xu Muzhou's neck, sucking Xu Muzhou's breath, which could calm him down a little.

He continued: "What if you are right...what if, I really am not "me"...? "

Xu Muzhou didn't know how to untie it, so he could only hold him tighter, coaxing him like a child: "Then you won't be able to escape, I will hold you firmly."

"To paraphrase what you said before, "You provoked me, once you come, you are not allowed to leave." "

Zhuang Bai smiled knowingly, buried his face in Xu Muzhou's arms, and thought Xu Muzhou's voice was really nice, "Really, you will really catch me?"

Xu Muzhou stroked Zhuang Bai's hair from top to bottom: "Really."

"I believe it. Then no matter what happens, you must catch me." These were the last words Zhuang Bai said to Xu Muzhou before falling asleep.

After Xu Muzhou tucked up the quilt for him, gently closed the door and left, Zhuang Bai fell into a dream.

In the dream, he saw the face of the boy named Si Heng, but the person in the dream seemed to be a child, about four or five years old.

There is a study in front, which also looks like a school, and there is a child about Si Heng's age sitting in it.

It is already the end of school time, and the other students have already dispersed, only this child is still tirelessly writing and reviewing.

The child's back is straight, the posture of the pen is correct, the writing is horizontal and vertical, and the brushwork is strong. It is not like a child of this age can write it down.

I don't know how much hard work I put in.

Occasionally, ink would be rubbed on his hands, but he didn't care, he took out a roll of bamboo slips and wiped them, and then threw the bamboo slips on the ground after wiping.

Because he set homework for himself, today he must know twenty new characters and memorize ten poems, otherwise he will not go home.

This child, Si Heng, was spoiled by his family. He was obviously a boy, but he was even more arrogant than the notoriously unruly girl in the capital.

He was not convinced, because Mr. Cai just now praised his cousin whom he met for the first time as a good material who is willing to study hard and will become a great talent in the future.

"My name is Si Heng. My mother said that I will study here with you in the future." Si Xiaotuanzi muttered with a puffy face, but in his heart he thought to himself, what's the big deal, I will definitely be able to read better than you.

The child who only focused on writing raised his face slightly and asked, "Which balance?"

It just so happened that Si Heng had just learned to write his own name not long ago. He picked up a pen and dipped it in ink, and wrote the word "Heng" smoothly on the paper, with a little smug expression on his face.

"Hengyang geese go without paying attention to the "heng", I remember. "After the child finished speaking, he continued to bow his head and practice calligraphy.

Si Heng couldn't understand the meaning of the poem, but felt that he was a little bit powerful, so he leaned over the table and asked, "What about you?"

The child also picked up a pen and wrote two words on the paper, Zhuang Bai.

These two words are easy to recognize, and Si Heng said in a childish voice: "Zhuang, Bai. No, you must not be called by this name. My mother clearly said your last name..."

"This is my character, my name is complicated, you will not be able to pronounce it." The child unconsciously said hurtful words, and then wrote his name on the paper.

"Here, my name is these two characters."

But.. which two words?Zhuang Bai knew that this child was himself, but he opened his eyes wide in the dream, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see what was written in black and white.

Then he dreamed that he was fighting with Si Heng again.

When Si Heng was young, he always disapproved of him and provoked him everywhere, but Zhuang Bai was not a vegetarian at all even though he was as white as a little girl when he was young.

Never being soft because of Si Heng's young age, the two seemed to be fighting, but Si Heng was beaten alone.

Si Xiaotuanzi was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, and went home crying to complain.That night, the other child was punished by his strict parents and punished to kneel in the ancestral hall all night.

On the second day, Si Heng carried a large basket of delicacies, and tiptoed into the ancestral hall, tears falling like broken beads, and out of breath, he apologized and begged for peace.

Said that he would never provoke again, and pushed the food basket full of snacks on three floors in front of people: "Cousin, mother asked me to bring food to apologize to you."

"Did you not eat all night, I brought a little more on purpose!"

Si Heng didn't pay much attention to the way of arranging and carrying the dishes, he only cared about the amount, so all the snacks were crookedly packed, and some were even broken to pieces.

Fortunately, the other child is not picky at all, as long as it is something that can satisfy his hunger, he can pick it up and put it in his mouth.This seems to be a rule set by the child's father.

Since then, the two children do not seem to have fought again.Si Heng even willingly became his cousin's little follower, wondering if that one was completely defeated.

At first, Tongtong didn't like Si Heng following him because he didn't like crybabys.

"A boy doesn't cry easily. You are not allowed to cry casually in the future, or I won't play with you." He once said this to Si Heng.

Then... Xiaotuanzi really didn't seem to cry much.

At this point in the dream, Zhuang Bai woke up. He had slept for more than half an hour, and now the nap time is over.Leaning against the head of the bed, I felt much calmer, and my mind was no longer chaotic.

Although the past memories are not enough to piece together, but now he can be sure that he knows Si Heng, the so-called "relatives", Si Heng is not lying.

However, the transparent peace in his heart actually made Zhuang Bai even more uneasy.Rather than saying that his embarrassment dissipated, it was better to say that he had no choice but to admit it.

There was a faint premonition in his heart that if he really remembered who he was, his fate with Xu Muzhou would come to an end.As soon as I thought about it, my heart hurt so badly that I couldn't breathe.

On the other side, Xu Muzhou didn't know about it, and was still in the hall, discussing with a large circle of people about his marriage with Zhuang Bai, and how to arrange Xu's house after they went to the capital.

Xu Muzhou didn't intend to give up Xialiang County's property, after all, he accumulated bit by bit, built it brick by brick, and put in countless painstaking efforts.

It's just that his boss has left, so he has to leave someone to take care of him.So Xu Muzhou planned to keep Uncle Zong.

For one thing, Uncle Zong was over forty years old, had never left Xialiang County, traveled far, and had a simple temperament. Xu Muzhou was worried that he would not be able to adapt to the sudden request to let him go to the crowded capital.

Secondly, Xu Zhai needs a caretaker. Uncle Zong has been a housekeeper here for several years, and he is familiar with the house. Xu Muzhou can rest assured that he is the best candidate.

It's just that it's not enough just to take care of it, and a person in charge must be placed, but who should we choose?

Pei Yunchu and A Yuan are definitely going to go with him, they won't be willing to stay, and Xu Muzhou thinks he can't do without these two people, so Xu Muzhou needs to think carefully about the person in charge.

In the past few days, his mind has not stopped to rest. The day after tomorrow is the wedding day, and he has to arrange everything before then.

In this way, that day can be vacated for myself and Zhuang Bai.

And that night, after Xu Muzhou went to bed, after an unknown amount of time, he suddenly felt a living thing rustling up behind him.

Just like when they first met, Zhuang Bai secretly opened the door of his bedroom again, walked in quietly, and then got into his bed.

The last time Xu Muzhou said it was inappropriate for a lonely man to be a widow, so he invited Zhuang Bai out, but this time, Xu Muzhou just indulged him, turned over gently, and embraced Zhuang Bai in his arms.

I thought that Zhuang Bai would be dishonest and messed around with his hands, but he didn't expect him to be so honest, he didn't do anything, he just nestled next to Xu Muzhou and huddled together.

"Why did you sneak in again? Huh?" Xu Muzhou stroked Zhuang Bai's head. Zhuang Bai's hair was unexpectedly soft, and Xu Muzhou liked it very much.

Zhuang Bai didn't look up, he usually stared greedily at Xu Muzhou's face, but tonight he just kept rubbing against the quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "It's nothing, I just want to be next to you."

Xu Muzhou smiled: "It's up to you. Anyway, we can't meet for a whole day before the bridal chamber, so it's better to meet now."