Rediscover the beauty

After learning that Meng Huaran was fine, the driver who caused the accident was also relieved.

The uncle also expressed that he was wronged, saying that he really bumped into Meng Huaran unintentionally. At that time, the light had already turned green. He stepped on the accelerator and drove forward. Who knew, Meng Huaran suddenly walked into the middle of the road.

The uncle driver also said that in such an emergency situation, Meng Huaran seemed to be in a trance and lost his mind, as if he had been possessed by an evil spirit, and he ran to the road looking for something.

He even suspected that Meng Huaran had seen some kind of hallucination at that time.

Fortunately, he braked in time and did not cause a catastrophe, otherwise it would have been more than just a slight rub.However, Meng Huaran's spirit still suffered quite a blow.

Waking up after this accident, Meng Huaran's brain seemed to be formatted again, he had no memory of past people or things, and he also had new dreams.

In the dream, he heard the cry of the little boy, but he still couldn't see the little boy's face clearly.The boy squatted on the side of the road and cried loudly, shouting "Mom" constantly, his figure was weak and helpless.

Hearing the child's cry, Meng Huaran's heart seemed to be pulled, and there were bursts of pain, but as soon as Meng Huaran approached, the other party disappeared instantly.

The little boy disappeared, and the person squatting on the road became Meng Huaran. He pressed his stomach, sweating profusely from the pain, and his lips turned white and trembled.

The boy called "Mom" before, but now, he keeps repeating "I'm sorry"...

Meng Huaran woke up from the dream again, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Yan Shichi who was gently hugging him.

During the hospitalization, Meng Huaran was placed in the VIP ward, where each person has a large room, not only quiet and comfortable, but also free from disturbance.

Meng Huaran and Yan Shichi were lying on the same hospital bed, Yan Shichi's face was close at hand, and his warm breath sprayed on Meng Huaran's cheeks, Meng Huaran felt a little itchy, but only slightly When he moved, Yan Shichi also woke up.

In the last few nights, not only Meng Huaran had nightmares and didn't sleep well, Yan Shichi was also worried and hardly closed his eyes.

He was guarding Meng Huaran all the time, for fear that something might happen to Meng Huaran's mental and emotional instability.

Meng Huaran touched her flat belly and asked, "Is there anything in my belly?"

Yan Shichi's eyes changed, and his drowsiness disappeared immediately, but he quickly laughed it off, and said to Meng Huaran according to the original words: "Pretending to be a treasure."

Thinking of that dream, Meng Huaran felt something, and murmured: "But, my... my treasure is gone."

Yan Shichi continued to comfort him softly: "I haven't disappeared, it's just hidden by me."

Before the words fell, Meng Huaran's eyes lit up: "Really? Then where did you hide?"

"The time has not come yet, but if you obediently treat your illness, I will give you the treasure."

"Okay, then we have agreed, you can't lie to me! Come on, pull the hook!" Meng Huaran, who has no memory, is as simple as a child, and always likes to pull the hook.

Yan Shichi hooked his finger up, nodded and smiled: "Of course, don't worry, I will do everything I promise you."

A week later, Meng Huaran entered the consulting room again and was undergoing a whole body health check.

Originally, Meng Huaran could be discharged from the hospital, because apart from his arm scratches and a slight concussion, he was fine at all. It was Yan Shichi who asked the doctor for a detailed examination.

In fact, the doctor has said many times that Meng Huaran's amnesia is difficult to recover for a while, and he can only rely on his family and friends to help him recall slowly.

What's more, Meng Huaran's situation is more complicated. He was originally talented and intelligent, but his brain was severely damaged a year ago. Not only did he lose his memory, but he also suffered from memory loss, slow thinking, cognitive decline, etc. sequelae.

Before the car accident, Meng Huaran's right hand seemed to have been severely twisted. Although his fractured right hand was reconnected, the muscles and nerves were damaged, and the strength of the right hand was not as strong as the left hand. If he kept writing and drawing, or holding Something twitches and trembles.

During Meng Huaran's physical examination, Yan Shichi and his younger brother Yan Shimu were standing outside the clinic.

Younger brother Yan Shimu looked at his haggard and tired brother, who had lost a lot of weight, and couldn't bear it: "Brother, it's been a year, and brother Huaran..."

Yan Shimu was a little speechless, he couldn't bear to remind his brother, but he really wanted to persuade him.

"Ever since Brother Huaran's memory has declined and his whole person has become stupid, brother, he has forgotten you so many times, he...has never been able to remember you."

The younger brother Yan Shimu felt sore, but Yan Shichi gave a wry smile and said, "Yes, he has been asking me all this year, who am I? As for how many times he asked me? I don't even remember. "

Yan Shichi snatched Meng Huaran and his big baby back from the hands of the god of death.In the beginning, Meng Huaran was in a sluggish state all day long, he didn't say a word, he didn't respond to anything he said, and he didn't seem to feel hunger or warmth.

Yan Shichi took care of Meng Huaran, as if he was taking care of a vegetable.Later, Meng Huaran was willing to speak. He said Yan Shichi's name, but forgot it after two days.

Who would have imagined that Mr. Meng, the outstanding and noble Mr. Meng, who once had an unforgettable memory, became such a little fool?

Meng Huaran couldn't even remember her own name, let alone Yan Shichi's name, or him?

Meng Huaran, who is stupid, forgets something every now and then. He often asks Yan Shichi, "Who are you?"

Yan Shichi smiled and answered over and over again, reintroducing himself again and again, wishing to engrave his name on Meng Huaran's body, in his mind, where the door of his heart was.

After surviving the inner torment for a while, Yan Shichi faced a new torment.Although Meng Huaran's memory gradually recovered, his mind improved, and he became cheerful, it was difficult for him to maintain his memory for a period of time. Meng Huaran lasted a month, but not three months.

Finally, in the autumn when Yan Shichi's birthday was approaching, the doctor told him that Meng Huaran's condition was getting better and better in all aspects, and there was hope that he could recover as before.

Yan Shichi was so happy and excited, he couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, until now, but...

"Brother, what if Brother Huaran is like this all his life? He can't remember you all his life, what should we do?"

Yan Shichi had thought about this question many times before.In countless midnight dreams, when he hugged Meng Huaran, he was thinking.

Now, Yan Shichi has taken a lot of light on it, and said with a smile: "It would be great if he was such a carefree little fool all his life. I'll just live with him like this."

After hearing his brother's understatement, Yan Shimu felt even more distressed: "So you plan to tell him over and over again, what is your name, and who are you to him? Brother, I want to help you so much! I want to help you share the burden." Some pain, but many times, I don't know what to do, what to do is really good for you."

"You have helped me a lot, Xiao Mu, thank you."

Yan Shichi looked at his younger brother with gentle eyes, and when Meng Huaran was mentioned, his eyes were even more gentle.

"I met Huaran at the age of 17, Xiao Mu, do you understand the feeling of liking someone for more than ten years?"

"..." Yan Shimu was stopped by the question. He was four years younger than Yan Shichi, and he had never met anyone he liked, so how could he understand such feelings.

"Xiao Mu, I actually received a gift on my birthday. No matter whether Hua Ran can remember me or not, whether he is a genius or a fool, as long as he is still alive and can stay by my side, it is important to me. , is the best gift ever.”

After Meng Huaran left the consultation room, it was lunch time.Yan Shichi took him back to the ward and fed him with his own hands.

A grain of rice stuck to Meng Huaran's mouth, Yan Shichi immediately went over to lick it off, and took the opportunity to kiss Meng Huaran.

Meng Huaran was stunned for a moment. He blinked and asked, "Why...why did you kiss me? Do you... like me?"

Yan Shichi smiled, and deliberately teased him: "Guess."

Meng Huaran thought for a while, then gestured with two fingers: "Probably... I like it a little bit."

Yan Shichi shook his head: "It's more than a little bit."

Meng Huaran continued to gesture, widening the distance between the two hands: "Is that the 'like'?"

Yan Shichi still shook his head, and Meng Huaran continued to show the length with his hands. Finally, he stretched his arms and couldn't help feeling: "Wow! There are so many 'likes'!"

While Yan Shichi was smiling, he took Meng Huaran's palm and placed it gently on the door of his heart, allowing Meng Huaran to feel his strong heartbeat at the moment.

He said, "It's not just that I like you, I love you very much, Meng Huaran."