Ye Shichi sat on the corridor with his head bowed, his hands tightly grasping the clothes on his knees, and the emotion emanating from him was somewhat suppressed.
"red!!"
An urgent voice was heard in the quiet corridor, and the young man ran over barefoot in a hurry.
"Qingyou..." Ye Sichi moved his mouth, and the hand holding his pants tightened a little
"I heard that Genping woke up?" Qingyou panted slightly, with an expression of unstoppable joy on his face.
Ye Shichi pursed his lips and hummed dryly.
"I knew this kid was lucky, he would be fine!"
Qingyou waved his fist, excited, "How is he now? Can he move? Can we go in and see? Is he normal..."
The boy spoke a lot, each sentence was full of excitement, and his eyes were shining again.
The words in his heart were stuck in his throat. Ye Shichi turned his eyes away, and for a moment he didn't dare to face the boy's expression.
"red?"
Gradually, Qingyou discovered that something was wrong with his partner. The strong cries of grief and suppressed emotions made him stop smiling.
"Has something else happened to Genping?" Qingyou bent down and grabbed Ye Sichi's collar with both hands, staring at him intently, not missing any facial changes.
Ye Si Chi lowered his eyes, his voice was indescribably bitter, "Go in and take a look yourself."
Pointing to the ward in front of him
"Go in and you'll find out."
Seeing the boy's reaction, Qingyou's heart once again slowly fell from the cliff to the bottom of the valley.
Letting go of his hand, he turned around and walked towards the ICU, but every step he took began to become extremely heavy.
Holding the door handle, my breathing becomes increasingly rapid
Uneasy, nervous...
With all these emotions, he slowly opened the door of the hospital.
crunch--
The person who caught my eye was a young man staring blankly at the heavy snow falling outside the window.
He had a bandage on his head, his face was extremely pale and his expression was dull, like a walking corpse who had lost his soul.
"Genping..." After walking a few steps forward, Qingyou couldn't help but call him softly.
Hearing someone calling him, Xishan Genping was startled for a moment, then turned his head to look over.
"Excuse me..." He looked puzzled and spoke in a surprised tone.
"do we know each other?"
that look
It's a look like looking at a stranger.
Chapter 61 He understands that he can’t keep
Genping has lost his memory
Indirect amnesia caused by severe head trauma
It's called amnesia, but it's not entirely true.
He still remembers his parents, his teachers and classmates in junior high school, and he also remembers that he liked playing beautiful girl games.
But the only thing he couldn't remember was the campus where he lived in Nanchang High School, and he couldn't remember the three of them.
Strange eyes, strange words, he looks so familiar, but he doesn't feel familiar at all.
Everything they had experienced was like being painted with the darkest color, tied together with the petals of a cherry tree, and set on fire by naughty children, burning into ashes.
I can no longer recall a single detail
All of this happened too suddenly, so suddenly that he couldn't accept it.
I can't believe that this kind of bloody story from a third-rate Korean drama would actually happen to me.
"In short, your friend has lost his memory for more than half a year. There is nothing serious wrong with him otherwise. He will be fully recovered in a few days."
Sitting on the white bed sheet, the snow outside the window was getting more and more fierce. The doctor's words were still echoing in his ears. Qingyou looked at the screen saver wallpaper on his phone in silence, lost in thought.
The clear and bright pupils of the past gradually became blurred, and the pale face reflected in the heavy snow outside the window made him look even more desolate. In the silence, the boy was surrounded by a suffocating depression.
--Host.....
Seeing the boy's depressed and negative look, the system hesitated for a while and decided to keep Miss Gui Yan's matter secret for the time being.
After all, this is not a small matter. Even if the host is in a normal state, he will be so angry that he will vomit blood after hearing this news, and his mentality will explode on the spot.
Not to mention the host in his current state.
In mild cases, the patient may become paralyzed on one side of his body, or in severe cases, he may die of suffocation if he cannot catch his breath.
Alas, what a sin!!!
Tong's face was sad and he sighed repeatedly
What the hell is going on? Why did such a good dream start end up like this?
Miss Gui Yan is a lesbian with a charm value of 90. According to common sense, even if you want to straighten her, you need a man with the same charm value or higher than her.
The host's charm value is only 80, he is poor and worthless, there is no possibility that he can make Miss Gui Yan straight! !
Which link went wrong?
If the system could be materialized, it would have been scratching its head in annoyance by now.
Why does such a proud and noble queen look like the host?
There is nothing wrong with its previous analysis process, but why is the result like this?
I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out
Puzzled, it suddenly thought of something. It glanced at the boy who was still in a daze outside. Seeing that nothing would happen for a while, it immediately returned to the deep spiritual space and clicked to view Miss Gui Yan's personal attribute panel.
Name: Gui Yan Xin Mei
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Stamina: 75
Charisma: 90
Virgin: Yes (Primary Yin still exists)
Possessing traits: Natural charm, bewitching, one force can defeat ten skills, immune to all poisons, ten times damage, fast healing, turning cold into substance, penetrating and crushing
Current title: Fallen at first sight (permanent)
Title attributes:
There is a beauty in the north, peerless and independent
Look at the Qingren city once, then look at the Qingren country
All men's initial favorability towards her +25 (except for those who are sexually indifferent)
Characteristics: Extreme physical needs, overwhelming physical desires, only men with a physical strength of 56 points can reluctantly combine with it (Attention: Only the person you love will trigger this characteristic)
Body instinct desire object: Tada Kiyoyu
The body's instinctive desire: Do you want to become Yuu's shape?
...
System: [.....]
The suona is ready
Brother You, goodbye.
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“Please…”
Ye Shichi placed his hands on his sides, bowed deeply, and said in a low voice with a request, "Please, think of another way."
Holding an unburned cigarette between his fingers, Dr. Shangshan was silent, his face serious, and he seemed to be in an indescribable dilemma.
After all, the other party's request was too naive and basically impossible to achieve.
"Master Ye Si." He organized his thoughts and tried to be more tactful. "There are some things you must recognize. You should also know this situation. You can't delay it. Besides, it's not something I can decide or influence."
Ye Shichi was still bent over, his breathing and tone gradually became heavier, "Could it be that in Tokyo..."
"If it were possible, I wouldn't have called you in for a discussion." Dr. Shangshan took a puff of cigarette, a look of melancholy on his middle-aged face. "In this situation, I really can't do anything. The suggestions and plans I've put forward to you are the safest and best methods at this stage."
"Master Ye Si, we only have a few days. Please think about it carefully. We can't delay any longer."
Ye Sichi was silent, his hands hanging down were clenched into fists, and his trembling lips were a little pale.
".....I see."
After a while, in the dull and silent treatment room, his voice was very low, as if he had lost all the strength to support himself in an instant.
----
"crunch-"
Ye Shichi opened the door and walked in. He noticed that the boy was looking at the photo that the four of them had taken together. His eyes dimmed and he sat down on the bed without saying anything.
The air fell into a speechless silence.
After a while, Qingyou turned off the screen and slowly asked, "How is Xiaoyu doing?"
Ye Shichi grabbed the white bed sheet with both hands, his body tensed, "Still...under treatment."
Qingyou pursed her lips and lowered her eyebrows, "Is there no improvement?"
"....Um."
Qingyou coughed weakly a few times, patted his chest a few times, and took a few deep breaths.
He reached out for the thermos cup next to him and poured some warm water on the lid. His behavior became more and more like that of a dying person.
"Qingyou..."
Ye Shichi stood up worriedly and patted the boy's back gently, "The weather is getting colder and colder. You are seriously injured, so don't walk around casually."
"If you catch a cold by accident, your discharge from the hospital will be delayed."
"Okay, I'll pay attention." After drinking the water to moisten his dry throat, Qingyou covered the thermos bottle and put it back in its place.
He twisted his neck, sat on the bed to stretch his muscles, and asked in a very natural tone, "Genping, is it still the same?"
As expected, after hearing this question, Ye Sichi paused, lowered his head and sat back in his seat, his mood began to become depressed.
"Yes..." The voice gradually became hoarse, "Still, the same as before..."
Hearing this, Qingyou tilted her eyes and looked at the heavy snow falling outside the window, dazed for a moment.
More than half a year of memories, more than half a year of ties
Genping, I forgot everything.
The promises and agreements of the past turned into a blank piece of paper in an instant. No matter how thick the ink is, it can no longer leave a trace on it.
Looking at the boy's strange and indifferent eyes, he couldn't accept this fact, and was unwilling to let the promise they made together be forgotten.
At that time, he opened the screen saver wallpaper on his mobile phone like a madman and spread it in front of the boy, trying to awaken the other person's hidden sense of familiarity.
But the next second, Genping held his head with an expression of extreme pain, his body in hospital gown was shaking violently, and his face was even paler than when he came.
The boy is afraid, sad, and terrified.
He moved back to the corner and curled up into a ball, as if his nerves were stimulated by some extremely horrific nightmare. He didn't even dare to raise his head.
