Monster Inn Rectification Report

Zhao Xiaoman leaned against the bed, glanced at Bai Wenqiu who was pouring water for her, bit her lip and said, "Wen Qiu, why don't we go home tomorrow."

Bai Wenqiu froze, turned around and asked calmly, "Don't you want to travel?"

"I, I may have a little cold." Zhao Xiaoman stuttered to find an excuse.

"Have a fever?"

"That's not..."

Bai Wenqiu asked himself whether he could tell whether his girlfriend was sick or not, and he remained silent for a while: "Don't you like living here?"

"No!" Zhao Xiaoman retorted eagerly, "This place is very good, I, I like it very much!"

"Does that mean you don't want to get in touch with me, Bai Yan?" Bai Wenqiu didn't hide his doubts, "You lost your mind last night, do you know him? Or I used to—"

"I don't know, I haven't seen him!" Zhao Xiaoman flustered, covering her head artificially: "My head hurts a little, I want to rest first."

Bai Wenqiu looked at her quietly, until Zhao Xiaoman felt guilty, and was about to say something, when he heard a soft sigh: "Take the medicine and rest."

It wasn't until Zhao Xiaoman lay down that Bai Wenqiu pushed the wheelchair to the living room.

They lived in a suite, and there was only one big bed in the bedroom. Tonight he could only sleep on the sofa.

Although all relatives and friends said how much he and Zhao Xiaoman loved each other and how much the other party paid for him, he still had no sense of reality.

He doesn't remember.

He has no memory of the vows he had made, all the romantic pasts he heard from other people.

He rejected Zhao Xiaoman from the bottom of his heart, and naturally he didn't want to share the bed with her.

Bai Wenqiu has always felt guilty about this, he couldn't give love, so he could only try his best to make up for it in other ways.

In any case, he must shoulder the responsibility of being a "boyfriend" or a future "husband".

After staying for a while, Bai Wenqiu felt a little bored, so he simply pushed the wheelchair and went out.

It was not yet ten o'clock, and there were many guests in the garden, Bai Wenqiu saw Bai Yan standing under the flower vine at a glance.Fang was talking to a pretty young woman, the woman laughed, Bai Yan's eyes were slightly bent, the picture of the two standing together was pleasing to the eye.

Bai Wenqiu felt even more depressed, and without thinking about it, he pushed the wheelchair forward, "Can we talk?"

Seeing that Bai Wenqiu was alone, Bai Yan frowned slightly: "Where's Miss Zhao?"

"She rested."

Bai Yan knew that Bai Wenqiu would come to him sooner or later, everyone was curious about the lost past, so she nodded, "Come to my room."

After entering the door, Bai Yan planned to make tea for Bai Wenqiu, but the latter refused: "No, I don't like tea."

Bai Yan turned around and smiled inexplicably, "You really have changed a lot."

"Why, I used to like to drink?" Bai Wenqiu is no longer surprised, even though Bai Yan's impression of him is exactly like two people now.

"It's more than just love. It's inseparable. I even have to drink it at night." Bai Yan said half-jokingly: "The tea in the inn is all made by Xie Boss himself. Now that I'm getting better at making tea, I still want to let you drink it." Try it."

But Bai Wenqiu heard some clues from it, "We were familiar before?"

So familiar that you even know my night habits.

Seeing Bai Yan's smile froze slightly, Bai Wenqiu felt his heart stabbed inexplicably, "I'm sorry, I really don't remember anything."

"It's okay." Bai Yan walked to the window, pushed it open, and took advantage of the cold night wind blowing into the room to clear his mind, "You came to me to ask about the past?"

In fact, Bai Wenqiu didn't think too much when he approached Bai Yan, but now he nodded, "Is it convenient to say?"

Bai Yan turned half sideways, leaning against the window sill, "What do you know now?"

Bai Wenqiu will briefly recount the past events he heard from his family and friends. His memory stays on the day when his legs had an accident. At that time, he was only 19 years old. The first athletes here.After the accident, he was sent to the United States for treatment of his leg injury. Unfortunately, his legs did not improve after three years, so he had to return to China.Later, he accidentally met Zhao Xiaoman who worked in a nursing institution. The two gradually fell in love and established a relationship. They got along very well until he lost his memory three months ago...

Bai Yan listened quietly, Bai Wenqiu didn't include himself in Bai Wenqiu's story, as expected, everything about him was deliberately erased.

"They said you were treating your leg injury in the United States? What kind of injury can heal for three years." There was undisguised mockery in Bai Yan's tone.

Bai Wenqiu frowned: "You mean they lied to me? Or are they hiding something?"

Bai Yan had no intention of telling the other party that the relationship between the two of them was not pleasant, full of quarrels and depression, but an unforgettable love experience, but in the end it was a little difficult to calm down: "What do you think?"

Bai Wenqiu didn't like this kind of vague communication very much. In fact, about his three years in the United States, everyone was vague, including his mother.He felt like he was in a fog, and everyone outside the fog was unwilling to help, leaving him dazed and unable to find his way out.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket rather irritably, "Can I smoke?"

"random."

"Do you want it?" Bai Wenqiu said politely.

"I quit."

Bai Yan didn't say that you didn't smoke before, because it was meaningless, but when he saw the brand of the other party's cigarettes, his heart still skipped a beat.

If there are too many coincidences, can they still be counted as coincidences?

Suspicion grew in Bai Yan's heart, and she suddenly felt an urge to find out: "Have you changed to coffee now?"

Bai Wenqiu lit a cigarette, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Yes."

"Like listening to old Soviet songs?"

"Correct."

"Favorite movie directed by Mike Payne?"

Bai Yan asked seven or eight questions in a row, each of which hit the bull's-eye.

But Bai Wenqiu didn't think that the other party knew enough about his preferences, the key word in Bai Yan's words was "now".

"Could it be that I didn't like these before?" Bai Wenqiu felt ridiculous.

Bai Yan answered irrelevantly: "Is your tattoo still there?"

Bai Wenqiu's fingers trembled, the soot fell to the ground, and the biggest emotional fluctuation since the reunion appeared on his face, "Do you know that I have tattoos?"

"You have a flame tattooed on your right wrist."

Bai Wenqiu took a deep look at him, opened his sleeves, and there was indeed a bright red wild ball of fire tattooed on his wrist, burning his pulse.

"Did I have a tattoo long ago?" Bai Wenqiu frowned with thick eyebrows: "But it was only after Xiaoman and I got to know each other. She also has the exact same tattoo as mine, on her shoulder."

Bai Yan's eyes widened in surprise, and suddenly felt extremely ridiculous, and a surge of anger suddenly surged in his heart: "They lied to you, and those are not what you like at all..."

Several fireworks exploded in the distance, blooming in the sky.

The noisy voice covered up Bai Yan's last words: "I like it."

At eleven o'clock at night, Bai Yan came to the lobby.

Xie Fei was settling accounts behind the reception desk, when she heard the movement, she turned her head, "Mr. Bai still not resting so late?"

"I can't sleep, I want to drink some wine."

Xie Fei understood, turned around and took out the red wine stored by Bai Yan from the newly installed wine cabinet, and poured half a glass.

"Xiao Boss Xie, won't you drink?" Bai Yan took the wine glass and asked while staring at the deep red liquid.

"Thank you, I don't need it."

Bai Yan shrugged and asked with a smile, "Do you want to listen to the story?"

As soon as Xie Fei thought about it, she knew that Bai Yan was holding back something and wanted to confide in it, so she immediately closed the account book: "I like listening to stories the most."

The protagonists of the story are naturally Bai Yan and Bai Wenqiu.

Bai Yan met Bai Wenqiu at the age of 21. At that time, Bai Wenqiu first came to the United States for a year, lived in the home of his former coach, and went to a nearby hospital for rehabilitation training every day.

One day, Bai Yan went to the hospital to visit a friend, and met him just like that.

"When I first met him, he was only 20 years old, he didn't like to talk, and he was a little gloomy."

But Bai Yan just likes it, there is no reason and no explanation.

At first, he was just curious about this young man from a foreign country. Before he knew it, his curiosity turned into concern, and his concern turned into an inseparable concern, which finally turned into deep love.

Bai Yan began to appear frequently beside Bai Wenqiu, regardless of the other party's rejection and indifference, and boldly and passionately pursued him.

He learned Chinese, cooking soup, and massage for Bai Wenqiu; he also wrote love poems, sang love songs, and sent love paintings to Bai Wenqiu. After chasing him for more than half a year, he finally got his wish.

"We used to be very good. Although he was very sensitive and had a strong desire to control because of his disabled legs, I enjoyed it very much and was very proud that a restrained person was crazy about me alone, until his mother found out about us..."

Bai Wenqiu's mother divorced at an early age and raised her son alone. She had high hopes for him and couldn't accept her son becoming gay.

Knowing the existence of Bai Yan, Bai Mu immediately flew to the United States and asked them to break up immediately, but how could the two agree?So Bai Mu began to harass Bai Yan non-stop, and even harassed his parents and friends.

Although what Bai Mu did did not cause substantial harm, the pressure she gave created a rift between Bai Yan and Bai Wenqiu.

"Three or five times, I could bear it. Later, every time I got angry with his mother, I couldn't help but want to quarrel with him, but he never replied, and just let me vent in silence." Bai Yan laughed at himself. , "I was so angry that I always used breakup as a threat, but I didn't mean it. I thought he understood."

At that time, Bai Yan really believed that Bai Wenqiu would never break up with him.

"It was raining heavily one day, and I had a big fight with him. We drove with the ignition on, and ended up in a car accident." Bai Yan thought of himself who was in heaven a few years ago, and the smile on his face faded, "My right wrist was seriously injured. , may never be able to hold a pen again."

But Bai Yan was lucky, his right hand was healed, but Bai Wenqiu broke up for the first time.

"He said he was very tired and scared, and he didn't want to see me have any accidents because of anger with him, but I had no fear, so I agreed in a fit of anger." Bai Yan stared at his right wrist and said in a low voice: "I I thought he would regret it, but in the end, he never contacted me again for a week, half a month, or a month, and he returned to China."

Of course Bai Yan approached Bai Wenqiu, but Bai Wenqiu changed his phone number and didn't reply to emails.

And Bai Yan only knew that Bai Wenqiu lived in Yanjing, but Yanjing was so big, he searched for it for two months but found nothing.

"Do you know what this is?" Bai Yan took off his watch, revealing the hideous scar on his wrist, and said to himself, "It's a maple leaf tattoo, but unfortunately it was destroyed by the car accident. The tattoo on his wrist is Huoyan, because my name is Aidan, which means fire... My Chinese name was given by him, and my surname is also the same as his."

Hearing this sentence, Xie Fei was inexplicably in a trance.

"Isn't it too ugly?" Seeing Xie Fei staring blankly at her scar, Bai Yan smiled.

Xie Fei suppressed her confusion and shook her head.

"I've talked to him. After he lost his memory, the people around him concealed my existence. I'm not surprised at all." Bai Yan's expression turned cold, "But I can't accept that the memories that belonged to me and him were grafted into my memory. The other guy, that guy is still his current girlfriend, it's a total deception. Everyone is deceiving him, poor him."

Xie Fei didn't expect to be so bloody, and asked after a while, "Then did you tell him?"

"Say something."

"Did he believe it?"

Bai Yan looked dazed: "I don't know."

There was only a little wine left in the glass, Bai Yan put the glass back on the reception desk, and then heard Xie Fei ask: "Do you still like him?"

Bai Yan lowered her eyes slightly, but said nothing.

The answer is obvious.

"Even if he is a Pippi shrimp?"

"what?"

Xie Fei didn't think there was any need to hide it. One was that the matter of being a half-demon was cleared up, and the other was that he had known Bai Yan for two months, and he still trusted him.

But after hearing his explanation, Bai Yan smiled and said, "Your story is better than mine. Is Pipi shrimp the kind you made last time? I like sweet and sour."

Xie Fei's eyes twitched: "I'm serious."

Bai Yan only thought that Xie Fei deliberately made him happy: "In your legend, Pippi Shrimp can also turn into a monster?"

"Not only Pippi shrimp, but even ants, slugs, and leeches can become monsters by cultivation. Don't engage in racial discrimination."

Xie Fei dumbly relayed Yu Li's words, but Bai Yan laughed even louder.

But soon, Bai Yan could no longer laugh because Yu Li came over.

After witnessing Yu Li's small spell, Bai Yan only said "Let me take it easy" and left with heavy steps.

Seeing this, Yu Li commented with disgust: "What a fuss."

"But no matter who knows that the person you like has turned into a Pippi Shrimp, it's hard to accept." Xie Fei understands Bai Yan very well: "It will be much more acceptable if it is a cat, cat or dog."

"Do you like cats and dogs?"

Although Yu Li's tone was normal, Xie Fei didn't dare to admit it: "I'm just giving you an example. Many people like fluffy and cute animals..." After speaking, there was a burst of nervousness. If Yu Li's original shape and fluffy The cashmere has nothing to do, isn't it poking a hornet's nest?

Unexpectedly, Yu Li nodded, "What you said also makes sense."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Xie Fei always feels that Yu Li's back is much straighter.

Perhaps because of this conversation, Xie Fei really dreamed of a plush that night.

This dream seems to follow that ancient war, the location is still in the wilderness of Jizhou, but the war is over.

The sand and dust spread over the bloody soil, and there were corpses everywhere.

The man in black was holding a silver bell and chanting ancient and mysterious scriptures, like a beautiful requiem.

He walked through the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Among the piled corpses, a cub crawled out with difficulty, and rushed towards him, but unfortunately fell into a somersault before taking two steps.

The man chuckled and bent down to pick up the cub. The cub was struggling endlessly, kicking and scratching feebly with its four paws. Its small eyes were slightly red, and a row of deciduous teeth were exposed in its mouth.

"Poor little thing." The man's eyes showed pity: "well, you are in trouble with me now, so just follow me in the future."

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