In the eyes of outsiders, Yin Feng's life was once smooth sailing and enviable. He was born into a wealthy family, his parents were businessmen, and he attended a private aristocratic school when he was young. He excelled in his studies all the way, and was a leader and a prominent figure among his peers at every stage. He was admitted to Peking University without much effort, and became a rising star in the field of psychology.
Not only that, he is also handsome, kind and upright, good at planning and well-versed in human relations. He used his income to sponsor many poor children; he was particularly concerned about readers' feelings and once braved bad weather to attend a book signing event and caught a cold. He also ran to a faraway place to play the piano for a disabled reader alone; his company was flourishing and profitable, which was inseparable from his decisiveness, vision and leadership... In short, to people who were not familiar with Yin Feng, he was almost a perfect man.
Only the people around him, such as his parents, Chen Feng, Su Ziyi, and several confidants who have followed him for many years, know that he is not the person that outsiders think he is.
He clearly has a strange temper and unstable preferences. You don't know which words will anger him, and you don't know which irrelevant words can please him. He doesn't like onions, hates yogurt, hates Wednesdays, and loves Saturdays. I hate white and I like black. If it is something he decided, even if it is proven to be wrong, it would be fine if others haven't discovered it; but if they have discovered it, he will definitely stick to it.
But once he does something, he is extremely focused. He can lock himself in a remote villa, providing only food and water, for six months to write a new book; he can also read a book that interests him and remain obsessed with it for 24 hours without eating, drinking or sleeping. He once had a girlfriend who came to his house dressed up and acted like a spoiled child while he was reading a new book by an American psychology expert. He sneered at her immediately, no, it was a fake smile, but he didn't get angry either. Instead, he coaxed the girl into bed and asked her to take off her clothes. The girl thought she was finally going to win him over, but he left her alone for several hours. Finally, when the girl put on her clothes, she found out that he had flown away to another place for a retreat.
When it comes to relationships between men and women, he has only actually dated two women. Everything else was gossip, or his teasing and ridicule on a whim. But he is a cultured man after all, and sometimes his sarcasm towards some women who are bent on hooking up may be too sophisticated and others may not understand him. For example, there was once a lady wearing a light pink long dress who deliberately fell into his arms, with her shoulder straps slipping off just right, revealing half of her breasts - just because there were rumors that Yin Feng liked big white breasts. He helped the woman up, smiled and said, "You remind me of a pink aristolochia." The woman's heart was beating fast. Although Teacher Yin did not take any further action at that time, his smiling eyes made the woman sure that he was interested in her. He even showed off after turning around, adding another peach blossom to his reputation.
A few days later, the woman accidentally searched the Internet and found that the flower of Aristolochia looks like pig liver.
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As a mature, excellent and wealthy man, Yin Feng has physical needs that need to be met, and he also likes to have a woman by his side who understands his feelings and provides caring companionship. Because he is engaged in a job with no constraints and he has the final say in the company, he has long been accustomed to dominating everything in his life. This is even more true when it comes to women. Since you are doing it to make yourself happy, you naturally have to choose one that suits your taste.
He prefers petite, fair, gentle, and even a little squeamish women. It’s okay to covet his money; it’s even more okay to admire his figure and appearance. Aren’t women supposed to be dependent on men’s abilities and bodies? Besides, he didn't have any long-term plans. Just for fun and satisfaction.
As for when and with whom he could be together forever in this life, he never thought about this question. It was like a hole that seemed to be there and not there, and the thought of it would make him lose his sense of control. So he restrained himself from having any expectations or assumptions about it.
This time, the huge change was completely beyond Yin Feng's expectations. After waking up, he only had time to communicate briefly with Chen Feng. He knew that he was injured and suffered from dementia a year ago, but he had no memory of the year before that. He was telling the truth to You Mingxu. For some reason, when the woman who had just appeared questioned him, he subconsciously told the truth. The last clear impression in his mind was really when he was riding on a bus home after attending a press conference a year and a half ago. He fell asleep in the car because of exhaustion.
After waking up, he was in this ward now. As a psychologist, he understands that the human brain is the most complex, sophisticated and unknown. I'm afraid no brain expert can explain why he lost his memory during this period of time. If he had to say, he could tell that it could be either physiological or psychological reasons.
Physiologically, the brain trauma may have damaged a certain area of his brain responsible for memory; psychologically, perhaps something happened in the past year and a half that he was completely unwilling and unable to face, so after he woke up, his subconscious took effect and hid that part of the memory, leaving him with only himself before the incident.
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Haha, pretending to be completely unharmed?
When Yin Feng thought of this, he felt mocking, and he was mocking himself. However, for the past thirty years, he has always followed his own will. Since his subconscious mind does not want to be awakened, he will not force it. Including everything that happened during the period of dementia, listening to Chen Feng's simple summary before, whether it was doing stupid things or rolling around with women, it's over and it's over.
Now that he has awakened, he naturally has to live according to his nature. He is Yin Feng.
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So, after a brief burst of extreme happiness, when he was almost confused and dominated by his body and emotions, You Mingxu's cold words that clearly restrained his emotions made Yin Feng sober up all of a sudden.
He looked at the woman he was pressing down, her bones strong, her body agitated, but with a hint of sadness in her eyes. Realizing that the person she was kissing wasn't me, but the 10-year-old self of the past year.
This realization made Yin Feng feel very strange. He felt unhappy that he was looked down upon by this woman; he also felt uncomfortable as if someone had seen through his private life. More importantly, sanity quickly returned. The whole situation was unclear, and it was obviously not a wise choice for him to provoke this woman who seemed to be affectionate, yet domineering and tough. He no longer remembered their past. Was he going to be led by this woman?
So he smiled and rolled off her. But the bed was his, so he naturally wouldn't give it up. He lay down on it with a piece of quilt pulled over his waist to prevent her from seeing anything unusual about his body. He said, “No.”
You Mingxu sat up suddenly and jumped off the bed. She had never experienced or felt anything like this before. After the man kissed and hugged her, he threw her away cleanly and told her that he had no feelings at all. This person was the man who once found even a strand of her hair fragrant. The feeling of stagnation in my heart spread silently, and my face felt a little hot. But she was unwilling to do so. How could she be willing to give up You Yingjun just like that?
She turned her head and looked at him, saying, "Just stay still. Whether you remember it or not, Yin Feng, you still owe me. I am not someone you can summon and dismiss at will."
She looked into his eyes, just wanting to see a little bit of what once belonged to You Yingjun. But Yin Feng's eyes were indifferent, even a little nonchalant. He twitched the corners of his mouth and turned his head to look aside.
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