Chapter 145
Regarding the matter of writing a book, Li Xingyuan actually doubted Chu Yuer's ability at the beginning.
But because he really couldn't spare the time, and this matter couldn't be delegated to outsiders, and he felt that although the protagonist of the book written by Chu Yuer was not very good, she was able to create a perfect character like Lin Sen, so he thought that no matter how bad the book could be, it couldn't be worse.
So he gave this task to Chu Yuer.
Chu Yuer said: "Boss Li, don't worry, I'm a professional. However, I will definitely write the book from my perspective, so you don't mind me and Brother Feng being the protagonists, right?"
Li Xingyuan: "Whatever."
Chu Yuer asked again: "Regarding your story...do you need me to help you embellish it a little? After all, if you put the things you did before into the novel, you would be the villain."
Li Xingyuan: "No need, just write it as it is."
He believed in Lin Sen, no matter he was a supporting character or a villain in the book, Lin Sen would pay attention to him, because Lin Sen said that he was going to save him.
Lin Sen's hibernation time should not be too long. Before waking him up, Li Xingyuan erased all traces of him in the house, creating a feeling that the house had been uninhabited for a long time.
He bribed many people just to make Lin Sen believe that he lost several years of memory due to an accident.
Lin Sen woke up from the hospital, his memory still stuck in high school. He heard from the doctor that he had been in a coma for three years. During these three years, many things happened, including his father's death and his family's bankruptcy.
Lin Sen couldn't accept it for a moment. After leaving the hospital, he went to the cemetery first.
Li Xingyuan followed him from a distance, watching him stay in front of Lin Yuanlai's tombstone from day to night, and his heart ached. Letting Lin Sen face the pain of losing his father again was the decision he was most reluctant to make, but had no choice.
Lin Sen learned from a "kind-hearted person" that his father left him a small house before he died. When Lin Sen returned to that house, he felt that everywhere was familiar.
He looked at it inch by inch, and some images flashed through his mind, which he couldn't grasp at all. He always felt that he seemed to have lived here before, and he was not the only one.
Lin Sen didn't come out for two days after he entered the house, and Li Xingyuan was very worried. Because he knew very well that in order to prevent Lin Sen from getting suspicious, there was no food at home, which was in line with the characteristics of being uninhabited for a long time.
He really wanted to go in and see Lin Sen, but he knew that once he showed up, all his previous efforts would be in vain and Lin Sen would have to be put into the sleeping cabin again to erase his memory. He didn't want Lin Sen to go through that kind of pain again.
All he could do now was to keep an eye on Lin Sen in the dark.
Lin Sen did nothing for the past two days, lying on the bed like a zombie. He didn't know what to do next, as if his life had lost hope and meaning in an instant. He always felt that he had forgotten something very important, and he couldn't accept the fact that his father was gone.
On the third day, someone knocked on the door.
Lin Sen opened the door with a pale face. A tall and dark man stood outside. He looked very honest and simple. He held a lunch box in his hand and asked with a smile: "You are Lin Sen, the son of Boss Lin?"
Lin Sen nodded blankly.
The man continued: "My name is Jiang Daping, and I live across from you. I used to be a worker on Boss Lin's construction site. Boss Lin was especially kind to us low-level workers, but it's a pity that good people don't live long..."
He sighed regretfully and added, "After Boss Lin moved here, he told me that he wanted me to take good care of you after you are discharged from the hospital. These are the dumplings I just made. They are still warm. Try them."
Lin Sen looked down at the dumplings in the food box, and his eyes instantly turned red: "Thank you."
His voice was badly hoarse.
Jiang Daping came into the room, asked him to sit down, and handed him chopsticks and poured him water: "Lin Sen, you have to cheer up. Boss Lin in heaven definitely doesn't want to see you torturing yourself like this."
Lin Sen nodded with tears in his eyes, took a bite of the dumpling, and couldn't hold back his tears any longer, they fell down, the taste was the same as what his father made.
That day, Jiang Daping said many words of comfort to Lin Sen and watched Lin Sen finish his dumplings before leaving.
When he got home, Chu Yuer asked, "Did he eat?"
Jiang Daping nodded: "I ate it and cried for a while. I think I will feel better in the future."
Chu Yuer nodded, looked at Li Xingyuan who was still making dumplings, and asked: "Are you relieved now?"
Li Xingyuan silently finished wrapping the last bit of stuffing and said, "Mr. Jiang, please cook these dumplings tonight and send them to him."
Jiang Daping agreed: "Okay."
He was happy to help because Xiaoyu said that these two people were his friends. The young man who lived opposite had temporarily lost his memory, which was quite pitiful. What he said to Lin Sen just now was also taught to him by Li Xingyuan.
After that day, Lin Sen cheered up a little and started going out occasionally, eating freshly made pancakes, buying vegetables at the market, and strolling to the Lion Grove Bridge to watch the old man diving.
Every time this happened, Li Xingyuan would stand not too far from him and watch him silently.
Sometimes, he would pass Lin Sen on the sidewalk. In the bustling crowd, he could boldly look at Lin Sen a few more times without attracting his attention.
Lin Sen likes to stock up on food at home, buying a lot at one time so that he doesn't have to go out for a long time. Sometimes he overestimates his own strength and buys too much, which makes it difficult to carry on the road, and some fruit will fall and roll onto the road.
Passersby didn't even look at it, and some even kicked it, which made Lin Sen so angry that he wanted to throw an apple at him.
A kind-hearted person helped him pick up the fruits one by one and put them into a bag.
Lin Sen quickly thanked him, but the man was wearing a baseball cap and a mask, so Lin Sen couldn't even see his eyes.
He took out an orange and handed it to the kind-hearted man. The man hesitated for a moment, took the orange and left without saying a word from beginning to end.
Although Lin Sen thought this man was a little strange, he didn't take it to heart. He shrugged and went home with his stored food.
After Li Xingyuan returned to the research base, he couldn't let go of the orange. If it weren't for the shelf life of this thing, he would have polished it.
It was not a pleasant feeling not to be able to recognize the one you love. Li Xingyuan really couldn't bear it anymore, so he only dared to sneak back after Lin Sen fell asleep. He looked at his sleeping face from a close distance beside the bed, gave him a gentle kiss, covered him with the quilt, and then disappeared from Lin Sen's world again.
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