rose memory

When Shen Xing was in a coma, his brother's face in the dream was exceptionally clear.

It is indeed no different from Meng Xian.

But his face is completely different from his present.

He thought about why there was such a big change from adolescence to adulthood, but he only knew now.

He was never Shen Xing, Shen Xing and him were separated by a long distance.

He is just a substitute. Four years ago when Shen Xing was seriously ill, Meng Xian took Shen Xing's memory, implanted it into his body, and then erased his original memory. At the same time, he planned to make Meng Xian forget to implant this memory. Memories of events, attempts to start over, delusions of self.

It's just that the operation failed, and Meng Xian himself forgot about it.

It's really a farce, and the person who shouldn't and is most unworthy of being tempted has always been himself.

Shen Xing covered his eyes and told Chen Yao stubbornly, "Meng Xian is my elder brother."

"I'm Shen Xing, Meng Xian is my elder brother." Shen Xing repeated, got off the bed, fell back unsteadily.

Chen Yao didn't know why Shen Xing suddenly had such a big reaction, he was suddenly frightened, and hurried up to drag him.

Fortunately, Shen Xing didn't fall down on his head, and the live performance started.

"What's wrong with you!?" Chen Yao grabbed him, then pushed him back the next moment, and said, "You don't have a fever, you seem to be drunk!"

He was probably really drunk, and he was unwilling to wake up until now.

"I'm sorry, I'm fine." Shen Xing assured while blinking, as if he couldn't see clearly, his eyes were too blurry.

"I don't believe it, you see that you are really..." Chen Yao couldn't think of an adjective, so he got stuck.

"Chen Yao, how high is my fever?" Shen Xing asked.

"39:[-]!" Chen Yao said, "It's not the time for a season change, it's really not easy for you to make it like this!"

"I don't seem to be able to see clearly." Shen Xing said and blinked again: "I can't see clearly..."

"what?"

"what!"

Ji Qingchuan walked to Shen Xing's side from the door, opened his hands to compare with Shen Xing, and asked, "Look carefully, how many are these?"

"I can't see clearly..." Shen Xing said.

Ji Qingchuan: "I'll take you to the Provincial People's Hospital."

After checking that Shen Xing's current situation was only temporary, Chen Yao and Ji Qingchuan were relieved, but Shen Xing didn't seem to have any reaction.

"Should I suspend school?" Shen Xing asked calmly, "Can I handle the procedures by myself?"

Ji Qingchuan couldn't see that the other party was pretending to be mature and calm, but there was nothing he could do.

"I'll lead you there." Ji Qingchuan said.

Shen Xing: "No need, I'm alone..."

"Shen Xing!" Ji Qingchuan was furious: "You can't see anything clearly, and you can't do anything!"

Obviously Bai Zhou had already taught this person not to be brave in everything, why did Shen Xing change back to his previous appearance.

Shen Xing: "..."

He couldn't do anything, for Meng Xian, he couldn't do anything, and for himself, too.

Shen Xing's eyes were wet, he wanted to cover it up, but tears fell down.

Shen Xing thought: "A few days ago, that man still said he liked him, but now he is blind, and he didn't even show half of his clothes."

"Who is Meng Xian? I don't know." Zhang Qingyin was talking to Luo about Qiao.

Over there Jiang Zui said: "I know Shen Xing, you let him in."

Zhang Qingyin: "Little drunk!"

Jiang Zui: "What?"

Zhang Qingyin: "..."

"I'm convinced, can we have a tacit understanding?" Zhang Qingyin rolled her eyes: "We are in love now, do you know that?"

"Oh." Jiang Zui nodded, "Da Yin."

Luo Fu, who watched the entire conversation, said, "My name is Meng Xian, and I came in."

Zhang Qingyin waved her hand: "OK."

When Meng Xian came in, Zhang Qingyin was pulling at Jiang Zui's hair. Jiang Zui had long hair, dyed a light golden color, very pretty.

"Hello." Jiang Zui greeted Meng Xian.

Meng Xian hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Hello."

Magical cross-language communication.

Luo Fu couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and interrupted: "I'm here today for business."

Zhang Qingyin narrowed her phoenix eyes: "I know, just to inquire about Shen Xing."

Jiang Zui poured Meng Xian a glass of water: "He is my classmate in junior high school. Whatever you ask, as long as he doesn't break the law, I can tell you."

"Xiao Zui!" Zhang Qingyin hurriedly said, seeing Jiang Zui's intent to entertain guests.

This time Jiang Zui returned quickly: "Da Yin."

Luo Fu: "Pfft."

Meng Xian: "..."

Luo Fu laughed and said: "There is a tacit understanding, Zhang Qingyin, don't you think so?"

Zhang Qingyin gave Luo Fu a white look from embarrassment.

Meng Xian didn't ask if he couldn't understand what they were saying.

"I would like to ask, was there anyone around Shen Xing who was like an older brother?" Meng Xian remembered something, and said, "The one who took him home."

Jiang Zui thought for a while and said, "Yes, but his parents picked him up."

"Parents?" Meng Xian asked, "What do you look like?"

"I don't know much about this." Jiang Zui said, "It's pretty well maintained. It feels like the family is quite rich."

Jiang Zui continued: "Are there any questions?"

"Has he ever been bullied in junior high?" Meng Xian asked.

"No, our class used to be very harmonious and friendly." Jiang Zui replied.

Meng Xian frowned and glanced at Luo Fu, who shook his head.

At this time Zhang Qingyin said: "Why do I feel that you are talking about the same person?"

Meng Xian was taken aback, took out his phone, opened the photo album, and showed Jiang Zui the photo of Shen Xing he had saved from the Honor Roll.

"No, it's not that pretty." Jiang Zui denied.

Meng Xian asked again: "Are you sure?"

Jiang Zui: "Definitely not."

Meng Xian: "Okay, thank you."

Leaving Jiang Zui and the two on the street, Luo Fu asked Meng Xian what he planned to do next.

Meng Xian said he didn't know.

He really didn't know what to do. He had already rehearsed it in his mind over and over again. If he knew Shen Xing's past and was sure that he was the person Shen Xing was waiting for, how would he say it? However, the plan could not keep up with the changes, who knew This important link is just broken.

Luo Fu felt that Meng Xian must have other ideas, but he didn't want to say it.

The two were walking side by side with their own concerns, when Meng Xian suddenly said: "I'm going home to get flowers, but I forgot to change the flowers at the florist today."

Luo Fu hummed, and Meng Xian walked away.

After Meng Xian got home, he chose for a long time which one to bring with him.

In the end, I chose a flower that was about to bloom and was about to bloom. Meng Xian went to the flower shop, and Duan Ting stopped to pimp a couple of young lovers.

She first said to the pretty woman: "I'm not interested in your boyfriend! I see him because his clothes look good!"

"How is it possible! You mean that my boyfriend doesn't even have a nice dress!" The woman looked at Wen Jing, but her voice suddenly rose as soon as she opened her mouth.

"No, I don't mean that." Duan Ting couldn't speak clearly, seeing Meng Xian coming over, she seemed to see a savior, and looked at him with bright eyes.

"This customer, I'm very sorry. I apologize for my clerk's inappropriate behavior." Meng Xian went up and bowed.

Hearing this, the woman first turned her head with a look of disdain, and was stunned when she saw Meng Xian's face.

Meng Xian winked at the woman.

An unnatural look flashed across the woman's face, and after a while she softly said, "It's okay, it's okay."

Duan Ting stopped: "..."

After the two left, Duan Ting rolled her eyes at Meng Xian: "I told Shen Xing a few days ago that you didn't betray your lust."

Duan Ting stopped: "The slap in the face is so fast~"

Hearing this, Meng Xian suddenly remembered something, and said, "By the way, I still have to tell Shen Xing to pick him up today."

Duan Ting stopped: "..."

Duan Ting stopped laughing and said, "I'll go out for a while, you two can chat."

After Meng Xian made the phone call, seeing that Duan Tingting hadn't come back, he raised his hand to change the flowers. He took down the vase, and the azure blue bottle shone brightly under the sunlight.

Meng Xian took out the original one and was about to put the fresh one in when he saw something at the bottom of the bottle.

Meng Xian turned the glass bottle upside down, and a small note wrapped in something fell out of it.

Meng Xian didn't know why, his heart skipped a beat, and his intuition told him not to open it, but he opened it anyway.

There was a string of scrawled words on it: "Medicine to restore memory."

Meng Xian frowned, and put the thing in his palm.

Before Duan Tingting came back, Meng Xian turned around and was about to leave when a person suddenly appeared in front of him.

Ji Qingchuan smiled: "Meng Xian."

"Qingchuan? Don't you have to go to class?" Meng Xian tightened his palms.

Ji Qingchuan didn't answer, and stretched out his hand straight to Meng Xian: "Did you get it?"

Meng Xian was startled in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, he just said lightly, "What do you mean?"

Ji Qingchuan: "You don't have to be on guard against me, just tell me which hospital Bai Zhou is in, and I'll tell you what the so-called medicine is?"

Meng Xian was taken aback: "You know?"

"We all know, I, Bai Zhou, Luo Fu, your sister." Ji Qingchuan said: "You should know, but you just made yourself forget."

Ji Qingchuan chuckled, and his temperament changed: "And I know the most, and I also know what happened to Bai Zhou. Can you let me go to him? Just let me accompany him."

Shen Xing was hospitalized.

He is like this now, unable to take care of himself at all, Ji Qingchuan hired a nurse for him.

Shen Xing didn't say anything about this, at the moment he was nestled under the quilt, knowing very well that there was nothing he could do.

He couldn't see clearly, but he also knew how good the sun was outside, and it was so warm, like an invisible quilt covering the bed.

Shen Xing thought, if this was the case, both he and Meng Xian were sleeping on the same bed with the sky as a quilt.

He had been in the hospital for a day and a night, and he counted his breaths, one by one, so regularly, but occasionally he would become anxious because of thinking of someone, but Meng Xian still didn't come over.

At dusk, Shen Xing tried to walk to the garden of the hospital alone.

There was a couple sitting by the flower bed, Shen Xing looked from behind the tall bushes, and could vaguely see the man giving the woman a red rose.

Because it is a red rose, so they are talking about love.

Shen Xing's nose was so sore, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and quietly returned to the ward.

That night, Shen Xing was restless, not because he changed to a new residence, but because Meng Xian was absent.