God knows how much he wanted to crush the doubts on Fu Xixi's face at this moment, but he could only endure the sullen explanation:
"...Appropriate red wine can help sleep, and it has nothing to do with alcoholism."
“But you shouldn’t drink it while you’re injured, right?
Bo Zhanye, I don't like drinking, and I don't like the smell of alcohol. I didn't mind it before. It must be because beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so I think you are good at everything and don't care about anything.
But I feel that now that I have lost my memory, I can try you again and observe you.
If my private life is really so miserable, I have the right to choose not to continue being with you, right?"
This was the third time she questioned him.
Either exposure disorder or alcoholism.
Also reconsider the relationship!
Bo Zhanye's face darkened, he grabbed her hand and held her in his arms: "Which little brother do you have your eye on? Are you sincerely picking on me here?"
Fu Xixi's dark eyes flashed wildly: "No!"
"I just think you like to touch, sexually harass, disrespect girls, and there are so many other problems.
I have to think about the rest of my life and that of my child, right?"
"After all, there are so many children. If you are just older and immature in life, I will be very tired!"
Bo Zhanye's face turned dark again.
He found that he and she were no longer talking on the same channel, and he would be pissed to death if he continued talking.
"I only touch you. What I said before is just my habit with you. I have no other intention and I will not say it to other women!
In addition, during the four months when you disappeared, I personally took care of the two children, and I am very mature."
Fu Xixi seems to believe it but not believes it.
Where are the mature people who say they are mature?
At least he doesn't act mature!
She said: "Let me go, I want to rest."
Bo Zhanye let go. After all, if he hugged him any longer, she might label him as a compulsive criminal.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, so he lay down and closed his eyes to sleep.
Then... I don't know whether it was because of psychological reasons or because she kept saying to reconsider, but he had a nightmare.
In the dream, Fu Xixi stood in front of him with a gentle man on his arm, apologizing with a guilty look on his face:
'I'm sorry Jiuye, I know you like me and have done a lot for me, but I think he is more suitable for me.'
'Let's end our marriage. If you are so good, you will definitely be able to find a girl who is more suitable for you.'
'Goodbye and wish you happiness.'
"Don't...the creek...don't go..."
Bo Zhan was confused all night, and after a heart-breaking experience, he woke up from his dream.
When he saw the familiar ward and Fu Xixi, who was sleeping particularly soundly on the nurse's bed, his face darkened.
It's a dream.
Fortunately it was a dream.
He stood up in pain while supporting the wound, and walked to her bedside:
"Xiaoxi, even if it is your choice after losing your memory, I hope it is me."
...
The next day.
The sun is shining and the weather is fine.
Bo Zhanye no longer believed Xiao Ziyu's lies, and instead of 'tempting' Fu Xixi, he dealt with his own business while keeping a distance to avoid scaring her.
Fu Xixi was shopping online, choosing baby toys and supplies.
At nine o'clock, a guest came to the ward, Nan Jingting.
He was holding a bouquet of flowers, wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a gentle face and a polite attitude: "Master Jiu, I'm sorry for coming to see you so late."
Bo Zhanye knew that he had also done a lot of things during the time when Fu Xixi disappeared. He had almost no food or drink and was exhausted like him.
He said politely: "It's okay, just a little injury."