Then give me a kiss

Who is the one with a bad brain? You are the one with a bad brain!

Hiding in the quilt, An Xia gritted his teeth, but then he froze in his place.

Something is wrong, what happened to that voice that just appeared in his head out of nowhere

Could it be the voice of that scumbag

But didn't he run out of the ward? Why can I still hear his voice

A series of questions appeared in An Xia's mind. When Fu Qingchen pulled the doctor into the ward, he saw him sitting on the bed with his eyes blank and blank.

The bandage on his head made his face look even paler, and even his lips, which were always rosy, were only a layer of light pink. He was still wearing the white shirt he wore to work, and the ironed fabric was now wrinkled because of the trouble he had not long ago.

An Xia was clearly sitting there, but it seemed that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Fu Qingchen's heart was inexplicably pulled:

"Doctor, you said that An Xia is fine, but why doesn't he seem to recognize me?"

An Xia, who was still in a daze thinking about what to eat for dinner, turned around after hearing his voice and stared at Fu Qingchen with vigilant eyes.

Although she didn't know him, as soon as she saw him, her heart would be inexplicably depressed.

This feeling is different from the usual feeling of going out to buy egg-filled pancakes, but finding that there are no eggs in the stall.

... It's as if this person has done something particularly unfair to him. What

is it?

The doctor came forward to examine An Xia's body, but An Xia looked at Fu Qingchen beside him with a gloomy expression on his face:

"Are you treating me as a substitute?"

An Xia's sudden words caught the doctor and Fu Qingchen in the ward off guard.

Hey! What substitute!

Does Mr. Fu have such an emotional entanglement with this young man in front of him?

The doctor, who is over fifty years old and still has a Mediterranean look in his eyes. It turns out that if you stay in the hospital for a long time, you can eat all kinds of melons.

I didn't expect that there is such a thing as a substitute in the rich families. The melodramatic novels are true to me!

The doctor, who was suddenly stuffed with a big melon, was slightly excited. Even though he has lived for most of his life, he still couldn't help but be curious when he saw this melodramatic gossip.

After hearing An Xia's unfounded accusation, Fu Qingchen hurriedly defended himself:

"How could I treat you as a substitute!"

[You are obviously my personal secretary!]

An Xia, who heard Fu Qingchen's inner voice again inexplicably, suddenly realized.

It turns out that I am this guy's employee.

Then there is a reasonable explanation for the sudden feeling of frustration in his heart-after all, there is no worker who is not crazy.

Isn't the relationship between office animals and bosses another special kind of "contractual forced love"?

Which serious worker would be happy to see his boss?

What substitute or not, it must be because I just woke up that I am talking nonsense.

Thinking of the stinging pain on the back of his head and the tiny stains on his clothes, An Xia immediately filled in all the ins and outs in his mind.

The injury on his head was probably because he accidentally fell and passed out when he followed this boss to work outside, and then was sent to the hospital by the boss.

If you think about it this way, everything becomes reasonable.

Then doesn't your boss become your savior?

Workers may be crazy, but they still cherish their lives.

An Xia immediately felt a sense of respect for Fu Qingchen.

Young and handsome, courageous and responsible, and also caring for employees, such a boss is simply the best boss in the world! There

are thousands of evil capitalists in the world, and it is rare to have such a good boss. How can I hate him?

And in my limited memory, it seems that this boss often gives me bonuses.

Good, good, rich and good-looking, kind and generous, how can this be a boss, this is his reincarnated parents!

An Xia quickly put away the gloomy and ugly expression on his face, and turned to show a slightly flattering smile.

He simply threw off the quilt and stood up, dragging a stool from the corner of the ward:

"Boss, please sit down. It must be tiring to stand."

Although his mind was still a little groggy and his memory was a little fuzzy, he could still feel that he had some closeness to this boss based on his body's instinct.

It seemed that before he lost his memory, he and this boss should have had a good relationship. Seeing

that An Xia's attitude towards him finally changed from cloudy to sunny, Fu Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief.

──【I told you, you are my boyfriend who has received the blessing of family and friends, has even bought a house for cohabitation, is planning a future wedding house, and will soon move in. How can you be a stand-in?】

...What the hell!

I am actually having an incestuous office romance with this boss!

And their relationship has developed to the point where they are even considering a wedding house!

When did this happen? Why can't he remember anything at all! He must be acting!

The huge amount of information made An Xia's brain, which had just woken up, tingle again. He pulled his hands and the stool he had just put down was pulled back by him.

Boom!

Fu Qingchen, who was about to sit down with his butt sticking out, didn't react for a while, and his butt hit the ground and fell heavily.

The accident happened so suddenly that Fu Qingchen didn't even have time to cry out in pain.

The doctor standing by only saw An Xia, who was smiling warmly just a second ago, suddenly change her expression. With a pull of her hand, the dignified Mr. Fu from Haicheng fell to the ground.

Is this another special play that I haven't seen before?

The doctor looked left and right, and suddenly he didn't know whether to help An Xia, who was still bandaged on her head, to the bed first, or to help Fu Qingchen, who fell and squatted on his butt.

"Oh my God."

Could it be that even an old man like me who is about to retire has to participate in your special play!

*

After another chaotic examination, An Xia, with a complicated expression, was finally coaxed back to the bed. Fu Qingchen followed the doctor, who had an equally complicated expression, out of the ward.

The doctor flipped through the medical records in his hand and spoke directly:

"Mr. Fu, although Mr. An's physical condition is normal and the wound on the back of his head is not serious, it is obvious that he has lost some memory.

I am also very surprised that this sudden situation has occurred. It is still unknown when he can fully recover his memory.

Why don't you notify his family so that they can be mentally prepared."

As the doctor was speaking, Fu Qingchen's pocket suddenly vibrated a few times and a message alert sounded.

Fu Qingchen was stunned when he took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and then he remembered that this strange mobile phone belonged to An Xia.

The accident in front of the coffee shop happened too suddenly, so he temporarily kept An Xia's mobile phone.

There were only two short messages on the cell phone screen:

"An An, the weather has been cold recently, remember to wear more clothes, okay?"

"Xiao Xia, when will you pay back this month's money? Your uncle went to see a doctor a few days ago, and the family spent a lot of money again."

The first message was from An Xia's great-grandmother.

... and the second was from An Xia's aunt.

Fu Qingchen looked at the two messages on the phone, was silent for a while, and then turned off the phone screen again.

The doctor was still telling him many things to pay attention to:

"Generally, for a situation like Mr. An, I would recommend that he spend more time with his family, which will help his memory recover."

"Doctor, if I take care of An Xia, will it have any impact on his condition?

An Xia's family is not convenient to take care of him now."

The doctor didn't expect Fu Qingchen to say this. After all, Fu Qingchen is just An Xia's boss. It's the first time he heard a boss take the initiative to take care of his subordinates.

Although it was a bit unexpected, he had no reason to refuse Fu Qingchen:

"It's not impossible, as long as you are prepared in your heart. After all, from the situation just now... Mr. An seems to be a little wary of you."

The doctor said and took a subtle look at Fu Qingchen's butt.

Fu Qingchen fell hard just now, and he felt pain just by listening to it.

Fu Qingchen felt a little embarrassed by being looked at, and quickly changed the subject.

At this time, An Xia, who was lying back on the bed, frowned and tossed and turned. He always felt that he had forgotten something, and today seemed to be a very important day.

He vaguely remembered what he would do on this day every month.

Fu Qingchen, who was outside the ward, wrote down all the precautions the doctor had mentioned, and then called Jian Wenlun:

"Please help me check An Xia's family background, and it would be best if he had any large debts or something like that."

Jian Wenlun on the other end of the phone was very surprised:

"An Xia, who owes money, doesn't look like someone who would borrow money recklessly."

"What if the money was not borrowed by An Xia, but by his parents?"

Fu Qingchen recalled that he had glanced at An Xia's employee information. In the main family member information box on the information, An Xia only wrote his great-grandmother.

He actually knew that An Xia's parents died early and the family still owed some money, so An Xia loved money so much and needed money.

But he didn't expect that even An Xia's relatives would come to collect debts.

"Anyway, help me check it out, and I'll treat you to dinner later."

"Okay, I'll call you later."

Fu Qingchen's tone sounded rare and serious, and Jian Wenlun couldn't help but put on a nonchalant attitude.

Only five minutes later, Jian Wenlun got the news -

"An Xia's parents' marriage was not harmonious. An Xia's father had been cheating on his wife for many years. In the year when he was just admitted to university, he even owed a huge amount of debt due to business failure.

His father was under great pressure from the debt and tried to take away the last bit of savings in the family and run away with his lover. Unexpectedly, his lover betrayed his whereabouts halfway, and he was killed on the spot in a series of rear-end collisions on the highway.

From then on, the debt owed by his father fell on An Xia's mother. Debt collectors began to shift their targets and frequently looked for him. Among An Xia's other family members, An Xia's mother was the first to bear the brunt.

An Xi's mother suddenly suffered this unprovoked disaster. Not only did she have to endure the pain of her husband abandoning his wife, but she also had to face many debt collectors who came to collect debts. She worked hard every day to make up for the debt gap.

However, under this long-term pressure, she eventually collapsed at her workplace due to excessive fatigue.

After the emergency room of the hospital, it was discovered that An Xia's mother had actually been in the late stage of liver cancer. Long-term high-intensity work made her condition worse, and she

died An Xia, who was still studying at the university, had to shoulder the unpaid debt. He worked part-time while studying to pay off the debt. Fortunately, his relatives helped him in time, so An Xia finally paid off all his debts in the year he graduated from the university. "

But even if he paid off the debts to the debt collectors, An Xia still had to continue to pay back the money to his relatives. He would give them a sum of money on the 20th of every month.

I also checked his transfer records. It seems that he handed over almost all of his monthly salary and bonuses, but even so, he still owed his relatives nearly one million yuan."

Hearing this, Fu Qingchen took out his mobile phone and took a look at today's date - December 20th, which happened to be An Xia's fixed repayment date. No wonder his aunt sent him a message to urge him.

"By the way, I found out one more thing."

Jian Wenlun continued:

"An Xia was hospitalized for two months due to an accident at the beginning of this year. I heard that he also had a temporary amnesia when he woke up. It took more than half a month for him to fully recover. Not long after that, he joined your company."

Was there an accident last year that caused him to lose his memory?

Fu Qingchen silently clenched the phone in his hand:

"Do you have any way to find An Xia's medical record from last year? It should record his amnesia at that time."

Jian Wenlun replied: "Of course you can, but what do you want An Xia's medical record from last year for? It can't be that An Xia is in this condition now, right?"

Fu Qingchen didn't say anything, which was considered as tacit agreement.

Jian Wenlun on the other end of the phone sighed: "How could you let An Xia suffer from amnesia twice in just one year? Is his brain really damaged?"

Although he complained like this, Jian Wenlun did not stop his actions. Two minutes later, he finally found An Xia's medical record from last year:

"Let me take a look... It says that An Xia's physical condition was normal at the time. There was no obvious external injury to the body, and the brain was not seriously injured. He just suddenly fell into a coma.

But when he woke up, his performance became a little abnormal."

Fu Qingchen asked him: "What's abnormal? Is there a detailed record?"

── "The records show that on the first day after he woke up, he thought he was from another world. He didn't even remember that he was a beta. He couldn't even read the gender differentiation table. It took him a long time to recover to normal."

"..."

Fu Qingchen was shocked when he heard this.

After reading An Xia's medical record, Jian Wenlun couldn't help but joked:

"How can someone with amnesia think that he is from another world? An Xia can't be an alien, right?"

Jian Wenlun laughed at the phone for a few times, but didn't hear Fu Qingchen's response for a long time, only his silent breathing.

"Fu Qingchen, you don't really think An Xia is an alien, do you..."

"Beep..."

Fu Qingchen didn't answer him, but chose to hang up the phone directly.

Jian Wenlun, who was "discarded after use": "... Damn! This kid can't even say thank you now, right!"

Not long after finishing his meal, the furious Jian Wenlun had a flash of inspiration: "Could it be that An Xia is really an alien!"

After hanging up the phone, Fu Qingchen sat in the corridor of the hospital and fell into deep thought. He began to constantly recall the voice of An Xia that he had heard.

──【I didn't expect that I would actually travel through the book, and I traveled through it as a cannon fodder who didn't even have a basic description in the original work. 】

──【My boss is still a love-minded man who will turn evil in the future. I won't really book a KTV for him in the middle of the night when he is hurt by love!】 ──

【What kind of debt collection message is this? It turns out that the original body not only has a family experience similar to mine, but also has a scumbag father who abandoned his wife. He also owes so much money and has to pay it back on time every month. Fortunately, my current salary is still relatively high, otherwise when will I pay back so much money?

──【Since the plot of the novel has gone so far and can't be pulled back at all, I might as well just let it go. Anyway, I am just an ordinary little cannon fodder.】

Fu Qingchen stared at the message prompt on the screen of his mobile phone, and a bold guess appeared in his mind.

When he first heard An Xia say in her heart that he was a book-crosser, he was very disdainful.

But later, when he found that An Xia frequently successfully predicted all the future developments around him and the gossip of the people around him through the system, he had to believe An Xia's identity as a book-crosser.

...But, what if An Xia is not a book-crosser at all? What

if he is actually a person from this world?

Highly similar life experience, the same name and the same face, even the majors studied in college are exactly the same.

And the two months when he was inexplicably unconscious...

──【If An Xia did not cross the book, everything he said before was what he had experienced personally, then he is not amnesia now, but a memory disorder. 】

【The identity of the "book traveler" he thought of was actually a precognitive dream he had during the two months he was in a coma. In the dream, he was a "reader", and I and others played the "roles" in the novel】

【So An Xia didn't travel through time at all, he just confused the memories in the dream with the memories in reality. 】

An Xia was lying on the bed thinking about what he had forgotten:...

What is book travel, what is precognitive dream, and what is transmigration or non-transmigration, what is his boss thinking about in his mind Why is it

that I was the one who fell on my head, and the one who doesn't look sober is my boss.

An Xia turned over, thinking seriously with a stern face: Is there something wrong with my brain for dating such a confused person?

Fu Qingchen, who finally figured out all the relationships, suddenly realized:

"Yes, that's it, and this accident also means that he is about to recover his true memory, so his gossip system has disappeared.

No wonder I haven't heard An Xia's voice until now, it seems that everything will return to normal immediately."

The more Fu Qingchen thought about it, the more he felt that his guess made sense. Anyway, no matter how An Xia changes, at least the fact that he likes her now will not change.

Fu Qingchen reorganized his mood, stood up from his chair and strode towards An Xia's ward.

The doctor who accidentally heard his mumbling in the corner was silent for a few seconds, holding his thermos cup and walked back to the office.

It's over, it's over. Mr. Fu seems to be a little abnormal. It seems that this medicine needs to be prescribed in two doses.

*

On the way home, sitting in the driver's seat, Fu Qingchen looked at the two bags of medicine given by the doctor and was puzzled:

"Why did the doctor give two doses? Did he give the wrong one?"

An Xia, who was sitting next to him, listened to her "boyfriend" talking to herself, looking at the snow scene outside the car window in silence.

Is there a possibility that the doctor actually thinks you are not normal in your mind?

Fu Qingchen was puzzled for only a few seconds and then stopped struggling. He drove to the community where An Xia's rental house was located:

"Let's go to your rental house to pack your luggage first, and then go home directly, okay?"

He has helped An Xia pay off all her debts, so An Xia no longer has to live in this old and shabby rental house that is cold in winter and hot in summer.

An Xia was still in a daze, and he was still trying to accept the fact that his boss had become his boyfriend:

"Okay, it's all right."

Fu Qingchen, who could finally realize his dream of living together openly, could not hide his excitement. He did not smile until they finally arrived at An Xia's neighborhood.

But before they had been tidying up in the rental house for long, An Xia felt more and more that something was wrong.

An Xia looked around her small rental house and called out to Fu Qingchen who was still busy tidying up:

"Fu Qingchen."

It was the first time that Fu Qingchen heard An Xia read out his name in person, and he immediately raised his head from the pile of junk:

"Hey! I'm here!"

An Xia said slowly:

"Aren't we boyfriend and girlfriend? Why are there only my things in my house, and there is not even a photo of the two of us?"

[Hiss... What a sharp question. Fu Qingchen's expression

remained unchanged, but he began to feel uneasy in his heart, and his inner voice also alerted An Xia.

No wonder he always felt that there was an indescribable awkwardness when Fu Qingchen was with him.

Other couples' relationships were all about kissing, hugging and lifting each other up, but Fu Qingchen had not even held his hand since he was discharged from the hospital until now.

As long as he got a little closer to him, he would breathe quickly and start blushing inexplicably.

Although An Xia had never been in a relationship, he knew that their relationship was definitely not normal.

In fact, Fu Qingchen was simply lying to him!

An Xia's eyes were blazing with anger, and Fu Qingchen didn't even dare to look directly into his unusually bright eyes.

He thought for a long time, and finally came up with a more reasonable reason:

"That's because... because we just got together not long ago, so we didn't have time to take a photo together!"

[Let alone taking a photo together, we haven't even had a proper date together. ]

Hearing his inner voice again, An Xia snorted coldly, and strode in front of him under Fu Qingchen's nervous gaze.

The closer he got, the less Fu Qingchen dared to look into his eyes. An Xia finally stood in front of him, stretched out her hands, grabbed Fu Qingchen's collar, and pulled the stiff Fu Qingchen to bend his waist.

An Xia looked expressionlessly at Fu Qingchen, whose earlobes were beginning to turn red again:

"Then kiss me now. As long as you dare to kiss me, I will believe that you are my boyfriend."

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