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He hugged me, trembling violently, "Zhuzhu, I'm a graduate student, your favorite graduate student, how can you, how can you forget me?" His voice was choked, almost desperate.
"Hey, let me go!" I pushed him away vigorously, no matter what kind of affectionate confession you make, you just want to take advantage of me, and I'm not a fool!
Who knew that he hugged me even tighter, and said with tears in his eyes, "Zhuzhu, how can you forget me? As I said, even if you forget the whole world, you won't forget me. Think about it, think about it quickly." Think about the little things between us, we finally got together, I love you, you love me too, you once said that I am the person you love the most.¡±
"The person I love the most?" I murmured, "Could it be that I still have the person I love the most?"
"Yes, it's me, it's me!" He said eagerly, "I'm a graduate student, your graduate student."
"But I don't remember who I know as a graduate student. What's more, I don't even remember who I am!"
"Impossible, impossible, you must think about it, you must think about it." The graduate student kept shaking me.
My tears fell a little bit, and I realized how sad it is for someone I don¡¯t even know. Who am I, who am I? Am I a bad person? a thief? a murderer? one**? so many identities flashed through my head that my head started to ache.
"Can you stop shaking my head, it hurts so much." I said painfully.
He stopped, wiped away my tears, stretched out his hand to touch my forehead, and pressed it against my forehead, "Oops, I seem to have a fever, Zhuzhu, lie down quickly." Lay it flat, bring a thermometer and let me clamp it in my armpit.
"I'm sorry, I was too anxious, don't think about it yet, take a good rest, and remember that the person I love the most is you." After finishing speaking, he gently pressed a kiss on my forehead.
My head hurts so badly that I slowly closed my eyes. His words "You are the one I love the most" always echoed in my ears.
Am I really his favorite person? It can be seen from his nervous appearance that I must occupy an important position in his mind. I am not sure whether he is the person who loves me the most. The person who loves him the most is him.
Why didn't my parents come? Does it mean that I have no parents? I'm an orphan? I am married? The person in front of me is my husband? Or my lover? Or is it just my boyfriend?
So tired, don't think about it anymore, your head will really explode! I ordered myself not to think about it anymore, rest, rest, yes, I must have a good rest, maybe I will remember everything when I wake up.
However, the more I deliberately ordered myself to fall asleep, the more I couldn't fall asleep. My head still hurt like hell, and my whole body felt uncomfortable. It was so uncomfortable that life would be worse than death!
Why do I have to suffer this kind of crime? What am I doing wrong? I really want to protest, but unfortunately I can't make a sound, and my neck hurts, ah, I might as well die!
I kept turning over to express my pain, "It hurts, it really hurts."
"Zhuzhu, good boy, you have a fever, I will give you an injection to reduce the fever and you will be fine." Said the person who claimed to love me the most.
"Yeah." I replied, the pain still made me have to turn over and over, holding the quilt tightly with both hands.
Seeing that I was in such pain, the graduate student hugged me, reached out and touched my head, "Let me hold you, it might make me feel better."
I have no strength at all, so I can do whatever he likes, it seems that lying in his arms is quite comfortable, but when it really hurts, I grab his arm desperately.
I knew that the nails were deeply sunken into his flesh, he clenched his teeth and kept silent until I took the anti-fever medicine and I fell asleep in a daze.
When I woke up, it was already the next morning.
I saw the graduate student sitting on a stool and lying on the head of my bed, falling asleep. He should have been lying here all night, not enjoying the comfort of the bed, right? Thinking of this, I feel that he still cares about me, and I am really touched.
He told me everything about me. From his mouth, I learned that my name is Zhu Zhu, I am 20 years old, and I used to be a computer lecturer. Because I met and fell in love with him on the Internet, I followed him here and prepared to Make a home here. He also told me that my hometown is in a small county with the picturesque scenery of Linghe Magic Mountain.
The days in the hospital were very boring. I hated the strange smell of the hospital. The graduate students would cook me nutritious soup every day and supervise me to drink up the soup every day. one at a timeWhen I saw him bring the soup, I frowned. Drinking those so-called nutritious soups made me want to throw up.
It¡¯s better for him to be a good godmother. From time to time, I will sneak some snacks for me to eat. When the graduate student is away, I will steal those snacks. He caught me several times and threw them all into the trash basket. He also trained his godmother several times.
I quarreled many times, I want to be discharged from the hospital, I strongly protest to be discharged! He seemed very reluctant to see me leave the hospital, because he is a doctor in this hospital, he can visit me while working, and he also said that if I leave the hospital, I will be very bored staying at home by myself.
I don't care, as long as I can stay away from the hospital, I can do anything!
He was no match for me, so he smiled helplessly, as if spoiling a child, and promised me to leave the hospital.
He lives alone in a house with three bedrooms and one living room. The house is quite beautiful. The living room is tidy and the floor is clean. The high-end three-seater leather sofa with a chaise longue is soft and comfortable to sit on.
"Are we really boyfriend and girlfriend?" I asked from a comfortable position.
"What do you think?" He sat down beside me, stretched out his hand and stroked my hair very gently.
I pouted, "I lost my memory, how could I know."
He smiled softly, "It's okay, let's do it again, I believe that one day you will think of me and everything about us."
He turned on the computer, and he said that he wanted me to read some things. I curiously followed him and sat next to the computer. He naturally grabbed my waist. I wanted to push it away, but I was afraid of hurting him. Let him hug you.
He told me that these photos were taken when I went to climb Modong Mountain in my hometown. I saw three flamboyant characters written on the stone in the first photo: Modong Mountain. I was leaning against the edge of the stone, laughing a little stupidly.
Pressing the arrow keys, one by one, I admire those photos, most of which are landscape photos, and those scenery can be described as picturesque, which made me applaud constantly. There are relatively few photos of me and him. There are a few photos of me that are full of ugly faces, and he also took pictures of eating, gnawing on eggs
?While looking at him, he told me about the scene that day, and asked me if I had any impressions. I shook my head apologetically, feeling very sad. I wish I could recall it as soon as possible, so that the memory is not blank.
"It's okay, take your time." He turned off the computer, looking very disappointed.
"I'm sorry, I will try to get my memory back."
"If you can't find your memory, will you fall in love with me?" He asked, staring at me with deep eyes.
"I don't know." I glanced away, unable to bear to look at those expectant eyes, I don't know why, my heart hurts a little.
He put the hot water on for me, told me to take a bath, and told me to be careful of the wound on my neck. I was very moved.
Only one of the rooms was paved, and the other two were empty, with empty beds and no mats. That night, he tidied up the room where the bed was made, put me to sleep, said good night, turned off the light, and walked out of the room. I knew he had gone to sleep on the sofa. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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