Chapter 8 Chapter 8 "Lost your memory? You're pretending so well."...
At 7:30 in the morning, Qiao Yu left the ward holding a cup of soy milk.
As soon as I went out, I saw Brother Wang sleeping like a dead pig on the sofa. On my phone was a message from Ji Zhongyuan, asking him where he went last night and why grandma was not at home.
He sat next to Brother Wang, his eyes fell on an apple on the coffee table, and he was stunned for a while.
When there was movement in the ward, Jiang Mian followed out as if nothing had happened. He then lowered his eyes, tapped the input box with his thumb, and edited the message several times, but still did not send it out.
Given the current situation, Qiao Yu didn't know whether to tell Ji Zhongyuan.
It’s not that you absolutely can’t do it, it’s just that I’m sorry.
What happened back then was already very troublesome for the other party, and now it happened again, he was ashamed and embarrassed.
Moreover, Ji Zhongyuan treated him——
He can't always pretend to be ignorant when he knows the truth.
Sighing, Qiao Yu tried to make up an excuse to get away with it.
But I didn't expect that before I could type a few words, Ji Zhongyuan called me.
After hesitating for a moment, Qiao Yu pursed her lips, found a seat by the window, and answered the call.
"Hey, Yuan, Brother Yuan."
Ji Zhongyuan didn't waste time talking to him: "Where are you?"
It was such a straightforward statement that even if Qiao Yu wanted to laugh it off, he didn't know where to start.
He paused for a moment, a little hesitant: "I... I'm at a friend's house."
"Did Jiang Mian come to see you?"
Qiao Yu: “…”
It seems there is no need to hide it.
"Send me a location, I'll be there now."
It took Ji Zhongyuan less than half an hour from hanging up the phone to rushing to the hospital.
When he parked his car, he was even stopped by the security guard for a long time because the license plate was unfamiliar and he was not allowed in.
Fortunately, Luo Hao discovered it in time and let the person in.
Ji Zhongyuan had a dark face the whole time, and Qiao Yuguang felt his scalp tighten when he saw him.
"Come back with me," Ji Zhongyuan held Qiao Yu's wrist without saying a word, "Where's grandma? I'll go pick her up."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Mian appeared beside the sofa and asked, "Who let him in?"
Luo Hao was as sad as if he had lost his parents. In just a few seconds, he made a plan for his next life: "I think it's Xiao Qiao's friend, so, so..."
Ji Zhongyuan didn't take Jiang Mian seriously at all: "Does forcing people to do things you enjoy?"
Jiang Mian showed an unhappy expression, and Luo Hao immediately flashed over to stop him: "If you have something to say, please talk about it nicely, please talk about it nicely..."
Brother Wang couldn't catch his breath after snoring for a while, and jumped up from the sofa as if startled.
He hesitated for a moment, briefly looked around at the people standing there, and finally stood firmly behind Qiao Yu: "Xiao Yu, let's go. I was wrong. Next time, I will never take you to see any messy people again."
Qiao Yu let Ji Zhongyuan pull her and nodded: "I want to go, grandma and Aunt Sun are having a physical examination, I plan to go over and pay the money."
He is poor, but not penniless.
The cost of a medical check-up is not unaffordable.
Hearing this, Ji Zhongyuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, I'll accompany you."
Brother Wang clamored that he also wanted a piece, and Ji Zhongyuan then leaned over to show concern for Qiao Yu's swollen cheeks.
Qiao Yu leaned back slightly and waved his hands repeatedly to indicate that he was fine.
Looking at the mutual help and love over there, Jiang Mian, this "messy person", seemed to be a piece of wood standing nearby, becoming the only villain in this story.
It doesn’t matter. After all, Jiang Mian has not been a good man over the years.
However, when Ji Zhongyuan took off his coat and put it on Qiao Yu's shoulders, he was still a little bit defensive.
Is Qiao Yu just like this?
Her little face flushed as she followed the other person. Why wasn’t she so obedient with him?
Jiang Mian wanted to stop him, but was blocked by Brother Wang.
"I know you have money," Brother Wang said, both timidly and bravely, "but we are all good citizens, so don't do anything illegal."
Jiang Mian's eyelids jumped as he watched the two men take Qiao Yu away.
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Qiao Yu followed Ji Zhongyuan and found Aunt Sun and Grandma after several twists and turns.
They had just finished drawing blood and were having a meal in the temporary rest area. Since grandma had difficulty moving around, she was even arranged for a wheelchair.
Because of Aunt Sun's excessive excitement, she seemed to be in a very good mood.
However, after seeing Qiao Yu's red and swollen cheeks, grandma stopped eating the cake and drinking the soy milk. She held Qiao Yu's chin with trembling hands, and tears of heartache were already welling up in her eyes.
"Are you crying? Crying again?"
"No," Qiao Yu couldn't hide his sobs as he spoke, and leaned over to hold her face, "It's cold, and it's red from the cold."
Grandma nodded as if she understood, moved her hand down, touched Qiao Yu's shoulder, and put on the coat on top: "Then put on more clothes, put on more clothes."
Grandma worked hard and suffered a lot all her life. When Qiao Yu was a child, she had to worry about this and that and never had a good life.
That is to say, I have been ill in recent years, and it seems like I have gone back in time. I think things are simple and I am easily deceived.
Sometimes Qiao Yu would worry about the severity of the other person's illness, and sometimes she would think that this was a good thing, at least she could stay at home and enjoy herself.
He sniffed his nose, calmed himself down, and accompanied his grandmother to complete the rest of the physical examination.
It was almost noon when grandma was leaving, and she was still muttering about how delicious the hospital cakes were, so the nurse went back and got her another piece.
After Ji Zhongyuan dealt with the expense issue, he drove everyone back home.
Qiao Yu settled her grandmother down and bought herself another piece of clothing.
I took Ji Zhongyuan's coat and went out, and found that he and Brother Wang were smoking in the corridor.
"Brother, how do you know that kind of person?"
Qiao Yu handed the coat to Ji Zhongyuan without answering the question.
"It's not easy to get away from being targeted by that kind of people. They have power and influence, and they have plenty of ways to control you. You'd better leave here early and go somewhere else to avoid the limelight."
But Qiao Yu shook her head: "Grandma is here, I can't leave."
Besides, he still has school to go to, and Jiang Mian will definitely be able to find him.
Ji Zhongyuan took the coat, bent his index finger, and rubbed Qiao Yu's cheek with the back of his finger: "Why is it still so red?"
Qiao Yu blinked quickly, touched his face, and quietly separated the other person's fingers: "It's nothing, I'll just apply a cold towel."
The atmosphere between the two was subtle. Brother Wang looked at Qiao Yu and then at Ji Zhongyuan. His eyes moved back and forth for a few times. Finally, he seemed to understand something. He slapped his thigh and said, "Ouch!" "I'm stupid. I'm leaving first."
Ji Zhongyuan wanted to see him off, but he waved his hand to make an afterimage: "I'll blow some wind to sober me up!"
After Brother Wang left, Qiao Yu felt somewhat embarrassed towards Ji Zhongyuan.
He did not return home overnight and hung out with Jiang Mian again. Although he was forced, how credible would it be if he said it out loud?
"Brother Yuan, um, the money for the medical examination..."
"Not much, don't worry about it."
"Oh," Qiao Yu hung his head, "Well, Brother Yuan, yesterday I... uh..."
Ji Zhongyuan waited for a long time but Qiao Yu didn't continue speaking.
He closed his eyes and sighed: "Xiao Yu, do you believe him?"
Qiao Yu quickly shook his head.
"He regretted it and wanted to come to you, but he felt ashamed, so he made up this ridiculous excuse."
Qiao Yu's shoulders slumped and he lowered his head.
In fact, his judgment on whether Jiang Mian had lost his memory was not as certain as he appeared.
At least when facing Jiang Mian several times, he felt that the other party was not lying.
Qiao Yu knew Jiang Mian too well. When he lied, his eyes would dart around, his hands would always make all kinds of small movements, and after telling a lie, he would be extra attentive because he felt guilty.
Jiang Mian does not have any of these now.
But he couldn't help but wonder, what if the other person changed?
The time they had been apart was not short, and Qiao Yu had no idea what had happened to Jiang Mian during those five years.
Can a person be blinded by money, or can money change him/her?
Perhaps the current Jiang Mian is no longer the Jiang Mian that Qiao Yu knows. Even if the other party is full of lies, he cannot tell.
After all, we have separated.
"I will stay away from him," Qiao Yu whispered, "I didn't expect this..."
Ji Zhongyuan sighed softly, raised his hand and pressed it on the top of the other person's head, and moved his fingers gently: "I know."
Although Ji Zhongyuan was not involved in the entire process of Qiao Yu and Jiang Mian's past, he also witnessed a lot of it.
After Jiang Mian left five years ago, Qiao Yu was depressed for a long time. If it weren't for Ji Zhongyuan's extra care, it would be hard to say what would have happened to her now.
Therefore, for Qiao Yu, it may not be possible to overcome the hurdle of Jiang Mian in five years.
But no matter whether you can move forward or not, you have to move forward.
Only after falling and getting a bloody head and understanding the pain can you get up and continue walking.
Thinking of this, Ji Zhongyuan felt more helpless.
"Call me if you get into trouble, and be careful not to hurt yourself."
He raised his hand and touched his cheek, his eyes resting on the redness and swelling, feeling only heartache.
After Qiao Yu returned to the room, Ji Zhongyuan turned around and went downstairs.
He lit a cigarette and was halfway through smoking it when he saw a tall figure standing next to his car as he was leaving the alley.
"Heh," he walked over with a smile on his lips, "How dare you come back?"
Jiang Mian was wearing a windbreaker with his hands in his pockets. He asked openly without any guilt: "Did I do something shameful before?"
Ji Zhongyuan stopped less than half a meter in front of the other person and took a close look at Jiang Mian's facial expressions.
"Amnesia? You're pretending so well."
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