Chapter 19: Amnesia after being spoiled (19)

[Detected too much mental fluctuations of Tan Tao]
【crazy? Xie Mu leaned against the window and looked at the various scenes that flashed as the car moved quickly, her lips slightly raised.
[Make him crazy, anyway, it won't get me crazy. 】
Bo Qin drove the car. As long as the young man was facing the coldness of Tan Tao just now, his heart was refreshing, he couldn't help glancing at the little lover leaning against the window.
He closed his eyes slightly, his beautiful lips raised, as if dreaming.
And Bo Qin will keep this dream forever.

After seeing a psychiatrist, the youth began to hang out in the garden, eat their favorite food, and usually watch TV to relax.
The last item is a diary before bedtime.
Xie Mu was a bit cautious at first, writing about what he ate and played today, but later found that Bo Qin had no interest in his diary, and never asked him what his password was, and gradually began to add it. A little something else goes in.
Bo Qin did not show any interest in Xie Mu's diary. He even offered to ask Xie Mu to put this codebook in a locked drawer. Although he said it jokingly, he also successfully relaxed the youth. alert.
In Xie Mu's heart, Bo Qin was disdainful of doing this kind of peeking at his diary. He even felt ashamed that he would have guarded Bo Qin before.
The above is what Bo Qin saw in Xie Mu's diary.
Whenever the young man walks out slowly, the man who was working in the study room will calmly come to his password book, enter the password skillfully, and see what his little lover wrote.
Even if it was just a trifle, something similar to eating an extra egg in the morning, as long as he thought it was written by his lover, Bo Qin read it with interest.
Xie Mu has been writing a diary for ten days. Except for the first three days, the mood has been added to the back.
Bo Qin is like eating half of the precious and reluctant food, turning the front up every time before watching the latest.
[The glutinous meatballs I eat today are delicious. 】
The young man's handwriting is very beautiful, just like himself, every word that falls down is taken seriously and neatly.
[It ’s raining today. I went to the garden to see the fish under the umbrella. The red is the most active and the best. I fed all the fish food I took. Unfortunately, there are too few red fish. I always feel that they are lonely. 】
Although I have seen it a long time ago, but turning to the next page, after seeing the above content, the handsome man couldn't help but petted his lips and laughed.
[Today I suddenly discovered that there were a lot of red fish in the lake. I didn't see them before. They might be hidden. They look so good. I threw the fish food again, and watched them eat happily. 】
Just by looking at these words, Bo Qin can imagine that the young man must be sitting upright when he writes, that white beautiful cheeks are full of joy, and the lips with beautiful lips will slightly evoke, he is always so coquettish.
He didn't bother to ask him to pour more than 300 red carps into the pond in the middle of the night.
After reading the first three days, it may be that Xie Mu found that his lover did not read the diary and no longer recorded what he ate and played, but changed to a mood diary.
[Today, Bo Qin deliberately pushed off his work and returned home to accompany me. I know I shouldn't delay his time, but he just stays with me, and I will be particularly happy in my heart. I really want to do this forever. 】
[Today I made bitter gourd, Bo Qin was very happy to eat, but also praised me for being great and happy. 】
[Bo Qin stayed up late last night and went to bed very late. I know that he did so on a large scale in order to free up time to accompany me. He told me that I do n’t need to accompany him and he can recover well, but he said that I Is the most important.
I ’m really happy. It seems to be a dream. Before, why did I think that Bo Qin didn't really care about me? He obviously loved me, but fortunately he didn't tell him at that time, otherwise he would be sad. 】
[I went to see him early in the morning. He slept very hard. I didn't hold back. I quietly drew him. The painting was not good. I didn't dare show it to him. I want to hide it. Now, take it out.
Suddenly I remembered that I hid a lot of his paintings before I became ill, and I did n’t know where I went when I was sick. Those were all I drew quietly. I really regret that I lost them. . 】
A piece of drawing paper was clipped on this page, and the man stretched out his slender hand to spread out, looking at himself above, with a slight smile.
Xie Mu has always liked drawing, but he realized that he was not good at drawing, and never willing to show him what he drew, but he never thought that he always painted himself.
He carefully folded the drawing paper again, put it back in the original place, and continued to look down.
Seeing the last day all the way, the neat and neat handwriting of young people was on it.
[Bo Qin is really hard. I learned to sit up on the Internet and wait until tomorrow to make it for him.
These days, I've always wanted to ask him something, but every time I look at his tiredness, I don't want to bother him any more, but ... 诶 ……]
But behind the two words, there were traces of being smeared with a black pen. The man frowned and looked for a long time without seeing what was smeared.
What did he say to himself.
Is it that memory is loose again?
Or ... Tan Tao?
Just by fantasizing, Bo Qin's eyebrows sank again. He deceived the youth through abnormal means. As long as there was a little wind and grass, he couldn't help but wonder if Xiaomu could remember.
If he remembers, what measures will he take?
But thinking of Xie Mu happily greeting himself this morning, and going out to bend again, it doesn't seem to be a gap with him.
Just a moment, Bo Qin crossed countless speculations in his mind. Even after the time was about, he put the diary in the original position and returned to the study.
Sure enough, within half an hour, a knock came from outside the door. Bo Qin looked at the computer screen and said, "Come in."
"Boqin, have dinner."
The young man walked in cautiously, the man put down the mouse that looked like him, stood tall, touched the head of his lover, and his face was petted. "Little wood, I'm almost busy, I can relax for a while It's time. "
Xie Mu's beautiful eyes were full of pure joy, "Then you take a good rest during this time, I'll make you soup, make up your body, and go downstairs to drink."
Bo Qin smiled and nodded, but his eyes were dark.
In the end, what did Mumu want to tell him.
Since Xie Mu came back, he has made three meals a day. He is not working now. Every day when he looks at the busy Bo Qin, he will ponder what to cook for him. Bo Qin has been used to such a small lover. Sat at the table as usual.
Xie Mu brought a bowl of soup and carefully placed it in front of the man. He sat in his place and stared at him, "How about it?"
Bo Qin gave him a gentle glance, drank his head and took a sip of the soup. The soup tasted fragrant, and it seemed to be warmed all the way to his stomach.
He said, "It's delicious."
The smile on the youth's face brightened for a moment. After that, when he looked at the man who sipped, his eyes flashed with guilty conscience.
"You drink more. It's good for your health."
Bo Qin accurately captured this fiction.
His hand holding the bowl tightened, his face calmly, "Little wood, what kind of soup is this?"
"Just, it's the body ..."
Xie Mu really panicked quickly, he stuttered and answered, his eyelids dropped subconsciously, covering the emotions under his eyes.
Countless possibilities are skipped in men's hearts.
He didn't believe that Xie Mu would do anything in his soup. After all, the young man in front of him loved him more than himself.
So what's in it?
"Koki, to be honest, no matter what, I won't blame you."
He didn't speak very harshly, but the young man's eye circles inexplicably punched red. He lowered his head, his voice was low, and whispered,
"Yes ... whip soup ..."
"You, you haven't touched me in ten days ...",