On the road to divorce, we all lost our memory

who am I?

where am I?

Shang Qingyu looked at the snow-white ceiling and fell into thought.

The universe is so vast, and the galaxy is so bright, but he can't even figure out the straightforward question of who he is.

His head seemed to have been severely injured, and he didn't know if it was a throbbing pain coming from his nerves or somewhere else. Whenever he wanted to find some useful information from the snow-covered sky, the throbbing pain was like a whip. Strangled all his efforts to the initial value.

So a few minutes later, no matter in front of my eyes or in my mind, it was still a vast expanse of whiteness.

Fortunately, there was still a scorching light on the right.

He slowly turned his head and looked towards the light source——

The first thing that catches the eye is a bedside table, which is empty, with a hanging bottle next to it.At the other end of the hanging bottle is a single bed, and a naked man in good shape is lying on the bed, glowing and glowing.

???

Shang Qingbai got stuck in the trachea and coughed hard.

Can't help but take another look.

It is the type he likes: wide shoulders, narrow waist, no trace of fat, well-proportioned back muscles, just like a masterpiece of Michelangelo, what is even more rare is the tight buttocks with two Q elastics, although wrapped in thin A thin layer of gauze, but you can still see the shape of a delicate peach, dotted with the mottled sunlight in the morning, it really makes people want to poke it.

Shang Qingyan swallowed.Just as he was engrossed in watching, the other party suddenly smiled at him: "Hi."

Even the voice is the type he likes.

In just a split second, many pink bubbles sprung up from Shang Qingpi's desolate mind like mushrooms after a spring rain, his heart was hit violently, and he fell.

However, it didn't show on his face, he continued to stare at the ceiling, and responded lightly: "Hi."

"You look like my boyfriend from the previous life, are you interested in having a love affair with me that spans time and space?"

Ok?

What the hell is this, such charming lips, without hesitation, say medieval love words full of earthy flavor...

But when such words came out of the other party's mouth, to Shang Qingpi's ears, it was the joy of spring and snow and sounds of nature.

He slowly rolled his eyes and looked at each other again.The other party has hair dyed the color of seaweed, which is slightly curly. A few strands of forehead hair block the slender willow-shaped eyebrows, and the aggressive momentum is gathered between the eyebrows, turning into a pool of gentle water under the eyes. The corner of the mouth is just a shallow smile. It was like a cat scratching, making his blood boil all over his body.

He hasn't decided how to answer, but the other party has already changed his words: "It's better to start dating..."

"Cough!" Shang Qingyu coughed forcefully, twisted the word "good" abruptly, and involuntarily grasped the bed sheet with both hands, fearing that his body would not be able to hold it, and climbed onto the other party's bed on the spot.

He decided that everything in the past is his uncle's fault. From this moment on, this person in front of him is his predestined favorite!

There was a battle between heaven and man in his heart, and his eyes were still looking at the ceiling: "You...what's your name?"

The other party blinked.

He thought the other party didn't hear clearly, so he asked again.

The other party said awkwardly: "I don't remember. What about you?"

"I don't remember either."

"What a coincidence!" The other party wriggled half an inch to the edge of the bed with difficulty, his watery eyes sparkled: "Do you think this is a fate arranged by heaven?"

yes!of course! !must be! ! !

Shang Qingyu roared in his heart, and still forced himself to calm down: "So you don't remember why you are here?"

"Of course. But it's not important. Here, I met you. Now I'm happier than ever—oh, it's too much effort to talk like this. Can I go over to you and talk about our encounter?"

Shang Qingyu wanted to nod subconsciously, but fortunately he restrained himself, and quietly moved his body half an inch to the side.

At this moment, the door of the room was knocked open, and a shiny head rushed in, grabbing Shang Qingpeng's shoulder and letting out a sigh: "Brother, you scared me to death, but luckily the doctor said it's okay, you said you want to be serious?" There is something, how can I explain it to my family, I..."

Who is this?To disturb his good affairs in broad daylight?Still a bald head... well, a gecko tattoo on the sideburns is nice.

Shang Qingyu stared at the flower gecko on the man's head in a daze for a long time: "What did you just say?"

"I said if you really have something..."

"Something?"

"Uh..." Gecko choked on his head, looked at Shang Qingbai with a wrong expression, and said cautiously, "Brother, brother?"

Shang Qingyu reminded: "For example, a little memory loss?"

"Amnesia? Have you lost your memory?!" The gecko head was shocked, "You don't remember me?"

"Who are you?"

"You really..." Pricking the top of the hairless head with both hands, the gecko took a deep breath and tentatively said with a glimmer of hope, "I really don't remember? You had a car accident last night, you..."

He jumped up and rushed out to call the doctor.

The patient in the next bed was thoughtful: "So you were in a car accident."

He moved to the edge of the bed again: "But it's okay, meeting is fate, let's continue talking about us."

Make sense!This time, Shang Qingyu didn't hold back, and nodded directly: "Come here."

The other party was overjoyed immediately, kicked his butt and struggled to move, and before he could get out of bed, the door opened again.

The gecko head brought the doctor.

The Indian guy with gold-rimmed glasses spoke obscure English and babbled a lot, which made the gekko head happy and depressed at the same time.

Shang Qingxi felt that he understood the general idea, but he still couldn't help asking the gecko head humbly: "What did he say?"

"He said you were either faking it, or you knocked your head in a car accident. Yesterday's test results showed that your brain function is normal, and he can't take a hammer to knock your skull open. In short, let fate."

Pretty much what he understood.That being the case, it is better to obey the arrangement of fate.

He glanced at the patient in the next bed.

The opponent's body looks so delicious, his mind is full of the image of swallowing that Q-bomb firm peach one bite at a time.

He nodded to the gecko: "Look, I don't know you either, and I certainly don't have a common language. Why don't you..."

go out first?

The gecko slapped his head violently: "Yes, I might as well change your room!"

Um?Hmmmm? ! !Shang Qingyu blinked, isn't this person's brain circuit a bit strange?

Just do it, the gecko quickly packed things up.

Shang Qingbai began to worry.Looking at the posture of the gecko's head, it is obvious that the patient next door has not been counted in the range that can be dealt with.Unexpectedly, they were about to be beaten with sticks just after they fell in love with each other. This twists and turns of love really made people love and hate at the same time!

He simply grabbed the sheet under his body tightly and fell down with all his strength. He didn't believe that the gecko's head could move him a little!

The gecko head came over to look at him, bent down to put away the movable support under the bed, then called two nurses, and pushed Shang Qingbo and the bed out.

Shang Qingbai: "..."

Damn it, at least let him figure out what this patient is called!

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