Chapter 86: Well-behaved
The remaining sleepiness completely disappeared, Chu Yanxing raised his hand to press against Yu Che's shoulder, pushing him away for a distance.
Yu Che didn't understand what was going on, his eyes were blank, but at the same time, there was a hint of grievance in them.
"Yu Che?" Chu Yanxing called out again to verify.
Yu Che just tilted his head, remained silent, and stared at Chu Yanxing, as if he didn't understand the meaning of these two words.
Chu Yanxing stood up, frowning as he scrutinized Yu Che's subtle changes in expression. "Do you still remember who I am?"
Yu Che thought carefully about the other party's question, but couldn't come up with an answer, so he shook his head slightly.
Chu Yanxing took a deep breath: "What about you?"
Yu Che thought for a longer time, with visible confusion on his face, but he finally shook his head.
Yu Che had unexpectedly lost his memory. Chu Yanxing had no choice but to admit this fact, feeling mixed emotions.
There is clearly no such accident in the original novel. Will Yu Che remain stupid like this?
A trace of regret flashed through Chu Yanxing's heart. Perhaps if he hadn't changed the previous plot, Yu Che would have been able to live in peace...
"Can you still speak?" Chu Yanxing asked.
Yu Che's lips moved and he whispered, "Yes."
Hearing Yu Che's voice, Chu Yanxing tried to find a way to cheer himself up. At least he wasn't so stupid that he couldn't speak, which was a blessing in disguise.
Upon learning of this, Chu Yanxing did not deviate from his character. To be cautious, he quickly returned to his usual indifference.
He ignored Yu Che's pitiful expression, cruelly pushed Yu Che away when he tried to get closer, and got up from the bed.
"Be quiet and don't move." He said this, walked to the door, and picked up the phone to contact the doctor.
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After the doctor's diagnosis, he turned his gaze away from Yu Che lying on the bed and said to Chu Yanxing:
"Young Master, the patient has suffered temporary amnesia due to damage to his spiritual consciousness, but fortunately his sea of consciousness is still repairing itself. It is estimated that this condition will last for about ten days to half a month."
Chu Yanxing nodded to show that he understood. After the doctor left, he stood at the door of the guest room and looked at Yu Che, who looked well-behaved, and a chuckle escaped from his throat.
When Chu Yanxing knew that Yu Che was fine and his tense heartstrings relaxed, he began to feel hopeful and became calm again.
Soon it was lunchtime, and Chu Yanxing and Yu Che sat down at the table. As Chu Yanxing ate, he looked up at Yu Che, a smile flickering in his eyes.
After losing his memory, Yu Che was no longer as reserved as before. He sat on the chair and ate heartily, his expression showing undisguised satisfaction.
Chu Yanxing put down his chopsticks, but couldn't help but confirm again: "You really can't remember anything?"
Yu Che was struggling with the stewed lamb chops in his bowl. Upon hearing this, he raised his head and nodded with his mouth puffed up, like a greedy little squirrel.
Chu Yanxing was immediately touched by the cuteness, but he still pretended to be cool and said in a calm tone:
"Okay, your name is Yu Che, and my name is Chu Yanxing. You'll live here until you recover."
He has to maintain his character all the time. If Yu Che still has his current memories in the future, wouldn't that be a revelation?
Yu Che's eyes curved, and he uttered a vague "hmm," then seemed to be lost in thought.
He swallowed the food in his mouth, picked up a piece of lamb chop with the right amount of fat and lean meat from the pot, and placed it in the bowl opposite him like a treasure.
"Chu Yanxing, eat." He called out the name a little awkwardly, his eyes full of anticipation.
Chu Yanxing tried his best to suppress his true emotions. His hand holding the chopsticks paused, his face showing no emotion. “No need to pick it up for me.”
Yu Che's expression froze, and immediately turned into frustration. He pursed his lips, lowered his head, and silently ate the white rice in the bowl.
Chu Yanxing glanced at it casually, and when Yu Che wasn't noticing, he picked up the lamb chops in the bowl and put them into his mouth, with an almost imperceptible curve at the corner of his lips.
Seeing Yu Che looking depressed, Chu Yanxing still drank three bowls of white rice. He felt happy and his appetite was greatly improved, so he ate a little more than usual.
After lunch, Chu Yanxing got up and prepared to go to the study to deal with the backlog of documents.
He had just taken a few steps when he heard hurried footsteps, and then a pair of arms wrapped around him from behind, and a warm body pressed against his back.
Chu Yanxing almost stumbled, turned his head, and said calmly, "Yu Che, let go."
The person behind him shook his head stubbornly.
"Let go." Chu Yanxing's tone was a little heavier than before.
Yu Che realized that the other party couldn't see his shaking head and muttered, "...No."
"You'll regret it when you wake up." Chu Yanxing had an inexplicable look on his face, and there was a hint of weirdness in his tone.
The arms around him never loosened. Yu Che said nothing, stubbornly expressing his unwillingness to separate.
Chu Yanxing was silent for a while, and seemed to have no choice but to compromise: "I'm going to the study. If you want to follow me, just follow me. Let me go and let me walk."
Yu Che hesitated, then decided to give him a little trust. He slowly loosened his hand, his eyes fixed on the figure, fearing that he would leave him in the next second.
After Chu Yanxing regained his freedom, he walked straight to the study, and Yu Che followed him hurriedly.
Compared with the luxurious model house style of other spaces, the study appears simple and bright, revealing the taste of its owner.
Chu Yanxing pointed to the long sofa opposite the desk and said, "Sit there." Yu Che sat down obediently.
Considering the other person's current state of mind, Chu Yanxing took out a tablet from the drawer, opened a single-player puzzle game, and handed it over, "Go play."
This whole process was like trying to put a three-year-old to bed. Yu Che was completely oblivious, happily accepting it and fiddling with the screen.
However, Yu Che did not really become mentally retarded. He just lost the experience of being a human in two lifetimes, and his mind became as simple as a child.
The games on the tablet were neither novel nor exciting and did not arouse much interest. Not long after, he turned off the tablet himself.
Now, Chu Yanxing clearly felt the two gazes that were almost tangible, but he pretended not to know and dealt with his work seriously.
Time passed little by little, and Chu Yanxing was just finishing reviewing a report when the figure on the sofa moved.
In Chu Yanxing's peripheral vision, Yu Che stood up, tiptoed to the side of the office chair, squatted down, and slowly and carefully hugged Chu Yanxing's waist again, with his cheek against his waist.
He sniffed a few times like a small animal, and the reassuring cool breath lingered in his nose, seeming to bring great comfort, and his tense jaw relaxed.
Chu Yanxing's typing fingers paused, and he lowered his eyes to look at the soft top of her head. A hint of warmth appeared in his eyes, which he then concealed.
The wheels of the office chair turned, and Chu Yanxing moved from sideways to facing the squatting Yu Che. Looking down from above, he feigned impatience and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Yu Che glanced towards the ground, dodging for the first time since he lost his memory, and pursed his lips.
Chu Yanxing looked at him like this, paused, and asked in a different way: "Why do you always stick to me?"
“…scared.” Yu Che’s voice was muffled.
"It's safe here." Chu Yanxing stated the facts.
Yu Che raised his head, his eyes slightly red, and only Chu Yanxing's outline was reflected in his pure eyes: "The only one I am familiar with is you."
Indeed, when a person loses his memory, he is like a rootless duckweed, with no past in front and no future behind.
Chu Yanxing was the first person he met, and he was also the familiar presence in his subconscious mind, and the only coordinate in the vast fog.
Chu Yanxing, who was being relied upon, felt his heart burning with anxiety. His eyes flickered a few times before he regained his composure.
He forced himself to type a few more paragraphs, then suddenly uttered a "tsk", decisively turned off the computer, and stood up.
The arms around him were forced to loosen. Yu Che looked up at him as he stood up, his eyes dim, his whole body shrouded in a shadow of loss.
Chu Yanxing did not leave as Yu Che imagined. Instead, he walked around the desk, went to the long sofa, and sat down beside it.
He picked up the tablet computer that Yu Che had dropped casually, switched to the work interface, leaned his right elbow on the armrest, and tapped with his fingertips.
Yu Che stared blankly, blinked his eyes, and seemed to understand something.
Slowly standing up, he walked to the sofa and carefully sat in the middle of the sofa, not too far from Chu Yanxing.
Secretly observing Chu Yanxing's profile, seeing that he didn't react at all, Yu Che quietly moved his butt closer, rested his chin on Chu Yanxing's shoulder, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Chu Yanxing glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and his fingers swiped the screen without stopping for a moment.
This inexplicable indulgence made Yu Che bolder. He stretched out his hand little by little, wanting to hug Chu Yanxing again. The moment he touched the fabric of his home clothes, Chu Yanxing spoke.
"Don't push your luck." Chu Yanxing's eyes were still fixed on the screen.
Yu Che's hands shrank back as if burned, and he placed them obediently on both sides of his body. He only dared to lean his head lightly on Chu Yanxing's shoulder, playing the role of a quiet pendant.
What they were dealing with at the moment were all ordinary documents that were of no importance. Chu Yanxing let Yu Che browse through them, ignoring him and focusing on his work again.
The breeze rustled the green plants beside the floor-to-ceiling windows, making a slight rustling sound. Apart from that, the only sound in the study was the two people's shallow breathing.
After an unknown amount of time, Chu Yanxing adjusted his sitting position, his shoulders moved slightly, and a furry head slid down silently. Yu Che actually fell asleep in this awkward position.
Chu Yanxing was stunned for a moment, then quickly raised his arms to support his head, and placed Yu Che, who was about to fall on the sofa, on his thighs. He stared at his defenseless sleeping face, his soft eyelashes casting two shadows.
His expression lost its disguise, and his cold eyes melted away. His fingers found their way into Yu Che's hair, gently brushing it, and the loose strands exuded the faint fragrance of shampoo.
After finishing his work, Chu Yanxing let out a breath. He put down the tablet, leaned over, passed one arm through Yu Che's knees, and with the other hand around his back, easily lifting him sideways.
Yu Che hummed in his sleep and rubbed his face deeper into his arms.
Chu Yanxing carried him to the bed in the guest bedroom. Just as he covered the quilt, Yu Che's phone screen on the bedside table lit up and vibrated.
Chu Yanxing subconsciously glanced sideways, and a WeChat message preview was displayed on the lock screen:
Mu Feng: [Picture message]
Mu Feng: Brother Yu Che, my new water park is open for a soft opening, and it's super exciting! Invite junior Lin Xingyan to come along, and I'll save the VIP channel for you.
Chu Yanxing's pupils were shocked, and his calm mood was stirred up by a huge wave. In an instant, he thought of a series of connections -
"Water park = swimming = swimsuit"
What the hell! At the same time, the image of "Lin Xingyan" wearing a swimsuit and appearing in such an occasion appeared in his mind, with a strange expression, and he was stunned on the spot.
It's okay to fool people by wearing casual clothes with sleeves, but wearing a swimsuit or something like that is too revealing and too embarrassing... How shameful.
Chu Yanxing gritted his teeth, staring at the message intently, his fingertips slightly curled, and subconsciously wanted to pick up his phone to delete the message without anyone noticing.
The finger was suspended in the air, then suddenly dropped.
This is too obvious, it's no different from covering one's ears and stealing the bell.
When Yu Che woke up and discovered that the message had been handled without his permission, he would inevitably become suspicious. Moreover, if Mu Feng didn't receive a reply, he might continue to ask questions.
Chu Yanxing's eyes changed several times, but in the end he did nothing. He turned around, closed the door gently and left.
Forget it, it’s still uncertain whether Yu Che will go or not. Even if he does, he can just find a way to refuse when the time comes. It’s not like he has to stick to it like a dog-skin plaster.
In short, "Lin Xingyan" is impossible to appear!
Chu Yanxing's eyes were firm.
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