Chapter 91 Chapter 91: He Lost His Memory, He Really Doesn’t Like Men…
In the ward,
The light softly falls on the white bed.
Ian was leaning on the hospital bed, a bandage wrapped around his head. His long, straight, dark hair fell down his shoulders. Although it was a little messy, the deep luster could still be seen.
His face was still a little pale, but fortunately, it wasn't too bad.
On the small table in front of the male insect, there was a bowl of steaming lean meat porridge with a thin layer of oil floating on the surface. Next to it was a silver spoon. It was obviously a light meal prepared for him.
However,
Ian's eyes did not linger on the porridge, but glanced to the side in silence.
"Xiri."
"hold head high?"
Xirui was sitting on a chair beside the bed, holding a large bag of freshly ordered barbecue in his hand, the aroma filling the air.
The grease from the grill gleamed in the light, and the aroma of cumin and chili pepper filled the entire ward, even drowning out the smell of disinfectant.
Xirui ate with gusto, occasionally making satisfying chewing sounds, as if he was completely unaware that he was sitting next to a patient.
Ian couldn't help but speak, his voice a little weak but clearly speechless: "...Is this how you take care of patients?"
Xirui raised his head, still chewing a piece of barbecue, and answered vaguely:
"Don't worry, the doctor said you can only eat liquid food since you just woke up. I can't hurt you!"
He spoke confidently and even picked up a piece of barbecue and waved it in front of Ian as if to show off.
Ian was so angry that he laughed: "It's a good thing you didn't go to the nursing major, otherwise you would piss off the patients to death."
Xirui shrugged, looking innocent:
"Oh, come on, don't say that."
"Look, even though I eat barbecue and you can't taste it, you can smell it!"
After he finished speaking, he deliberately moved the barbecue towards Ian, making the aroma even stronger.
I really owe you...
They knew each other since college, and Xirui seemed to have always been this carefree and heartless person.
If Ian hadn't just woken up and his throat was a little hoarse and uncomfortable, he would have choked a few times.
Ian shook his head speechlessly and stopped arguing with Xirui. Instead, he picked up the porridge in front of him and took two mouthfuls without tasting it.
But a complex emotion arose in his heart.
When Ian woke up, Xirui was not even around yet. It was a completely unfamiliar environment. The doctor repeatedly confirmed his memory.
Later, Xirui rushed over immediately and discussed with the doctor. He was 100% sure that Ian had lost his memory of the past five years.
——It is said that it was caused by him falling down the stairs and hitting his head.
Although Ian himself didn't remember it.
Then half of the brain doctors in the hospital rushed over, and Ian performed repeated examinations and CT scans.
The conclusion is still the same.
Ian really did suffer from temporary amnesia due to a blood clot in his brain.
As for how long it would take to remember, the doctors looked at each other and said they were not sure either.
Xirui finished the barbecue he ordered, then wiped his mouth, threw the barbecue into the trash can, and tied the trash bag tightly to prevent the smell from escaping.
"Open a window." Ian reminded.
"Oh, it's open, it's open. It's open now."
Xirui walked to the side and opened the window.
Then Xirui leaned lazily against the wall with his arms folded, looking at Ian with a hint of ridicule in his eyes:
"Hey, man, you might not know this—but you are a married man."
"Well, in Zerg terms, you already have a queen."
Ian: “…”
The silence was deafening.
Following Xirui's previous statement that they were no longer in the human world, the even more explosive news was that Ian had actually gotten married without his knowledge.
Well, maybe Ian five years later would know, but the problem was that Ian's memory now only stopped at five years ago.
Five years ago, Ian was still struggling to finish the collaborative project he was working on with his mentor.
Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes and closed them again, his new trouble was that he had a new wife whom he had never met before.
For a few minutes, Ian felt that this world was still too fantastical.
Because Xirui said that his wife...is even a male wife.
silence.
Still silent.
Ian even hoped that all this was just a joke played on him by Xirui and everyone else.
However, the Zerg technology and information, which were completely different from those in the human world, made Ian fully realize that all this was true.
For example, the terminal on his wrist.
Very high-tech.
Ian looked down at his wrist, where he was wearing a terminal device as thin as paper. The surface was emitting a faint blue light, as if a layer of flowing water film was covering his skin.
The edge of the terminal almost blended into his skin. It had no interfaces or buttons, but it could be activated at any time under his conscious control.
Ian raised his wrist slightly, and the terminal interface immediately projected a translucent light screen in the air. The information on the light screen scrolled at an extremely fast speed. Text, images, and even three-dimensional holographic images were clearly visible on it.
Ian tried to control it with his mind, and the content on the light screen changed accordingly.
This technology far surpassed any human device he could remember.
In his impression, mobile phones in the human world still require fingers to touch the screen, but the terminals here rely entirely on mind sensing and can even automatically adjust the display content according to the user's emotions and needs.
"This... is simply unbelievable."
Ian murmured softly, his eyes filled with shock.
He tried to touch the light screen with his fingers, but found that his fingers passed directly through the images, as if they were just illusory light and shadow.
However, when he used his consciousness to "click" on an icon, the icon immediately enlarged and displayed detailed information.
The information is conveyed to his brain in an almost intuitive way.
"How is it? Is it much more advanced than those 'antiques' you used before?"
Xirui looked at the terminal on Ian's wrist with a smile.
Ian nodded, his tone filled with mixed emotions:
"Indeed... it's completely on a different level. This technology is like magic."
Xirui shrugged and said:
"Just get used to it. The Zerg's technology is indeed advanced, and their social system is completely different from that of humans."
Ian was silent for a moment, opening each folder one by one.
The terminal seemed to integrate the functions of all human mobile devices - Ian had his own habit of placing files.
He roughly knows what information is in which folders.
According to his habits, there must be a folder that contains his most important information.
Sure enough, after finding the location of the confidential folder, he opened it using his most commonly used password.
What popped up were some pieces of Ian's own identification documents, and most importantly, some experimental data - although these experimental data were very unfamiliar to him.
However, inside this folder there is a smaller folder called "Chocolate Cake".
Ian: ???
What the hell is this?
How come he didn't remember having this important information before.
It is undeniable that Ian’s favorite food is indeed chocolate cake, but he should... there is no need to get information about chocolate cake, right?
Ian felt strange and puzzled, so he subconsciously clicked on it, and the result was - the folder was full of various densely packed photos.
They're all from the same person.
He was an adult male, very handsome, with short silver-gray hair, dark skin, and wearing a silver mask.
There are photos from many angles, some are taken from the news, some seem to be official personal photos, but personal photos are very rare, and some feel like... uh, like they were taken secretly.
The silver-haired man in the photo seemed to have not woken up from his sleep yet. He was not wearing a mask while sleeping, revealing half of his face.
That half of his face was covered with scars of varying depths, crisscrossing each other.
Some of the photos were taken in the early morning, with soft sunlight shining through the gaps in the curtains onto the men's faces.
The silver hair shone faintly in the morning light, and the scar appeared particularly clear against the light and shadow, yet inexplicably soft.
The silver-haired man in his sleep frowned slightly, as if he was still struggling with his dream.
Other photos were taken at night, and the time of taking the photos shows that it was early morning. Under the dim light, the man's outline appears more profound.
The silver hair shone coldly in the dark, and the scar was faintly visible in the shadows, as if blending into the night.
There are also photos that capture only the silver-haired man's back. The scene is in the villa. The man is dressed in military uniform, his back is straight but with a hint of loneliness, as if he will disappear from the camera at any time.
These photos pieced together a man Ian didn't recognize at all.
Who is this man?
And…aren’t these photos a bit too many? Thousands of them, densely packed together…
Ian was 100% sure that he would never be a fan.
Instead of chasing stars, he might as well spend his time on new research progress, or sitting in a small dessert shop eating chocolate cake, which is better than chasing stars.
"Hey," Xirui glanced at the photo and almost couldn't bear to look at it. He said to Ian, "Isn't this your wife?"
Ian suddenly raised his head and looked at Xirui, his eyes full of shock:
“Is, is he…???”
"Yes."
Xirui raised his eyebrows leisurely and said in an unusually firm tone,
"This is your wife, Her Majesty the Great, Hades."
After saying that, Xirui clicked his tongue a few times, "I didn't expect that you're quite... well, perverted."
"no!"
Ian's neck turned red with anger, and he quickly put away all the photos he had posted. For a moment, he was speechless.
“I didn’t take this photo at all!”
"And even if we take a step back, my orientation is completely different!"
Ian was devastated:
"How could I possibly marry someone like this... someone like this?!"
He, he really doesn’t like men!!!
at the same time.
The door of the ward was gently pushed open.
A tall and straight figure stood at the door.
His Highness's signature silver-gray hair stood out in the direct sunlight, like the morning mist, with a hint of chill.
Half of the silver mask covered the right side of his face, hiding that half of his features and revealing only a pair of deep eyes, which clearly revealed the hurt.
——He must have heard Ian’s last words.
My head buzzed.
At this moment, Ian was completely stunned.
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