The "novel" on Xuxu is updated very quickly. It has already written about the male and female protagonists climbing a mountain together, the two kissing for the first time, and the male protagonist declaring sovereignty.
But when they were going down the mountain, something unexpected happened to them.
The heroine accidentally stepped on a stone and slipped, falling down a steep slope. At the critical moment, the hero rushed up to her desperately, holding her in his arms and rolling down with her until he hit a big tree.
When Yang Qianyu saw this, she remembered their experience of "rolling down the hillside" together.
After so many years, some things have been forgotten.
However, this serial novel gradually made her recall everything.
She was sure that this must have been written by a certain writer who was instructed by Feng Moyan.
But why would he do this?
Telling such a private matter to others, writing it into a novel and serializing it online, attracting thousands of readers - what exactly does he want?
"Mom..." Xixi rubbed her eyes and walked out, shouted softly, crawled into her arms and sat down.
"Baby, are you awake?" Yang Qianyu immediately put down the phone and kissed her daughter tenderly, "You don't have to go to school today on Saturday, why don't you sleep more? You see, my brothers haven't gotten up yet."
Xixi pouted and said unhappily: "I miss daddy...Mom, can we go see daddy today?"
Since moving to the villa arranged by Gong Beize, Yang Qianyu has been busy cleaning up these days and has not had time to take the children to the hospital to visit Feng Moyan.
Thinking that the man was already awake, and the little girl had indeed not seen her father for a while, she thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay! You go and wash up and have breakfast. We will go see dad later."
"Yeah! That's great!" Xixi was so happy that she jumped out of her arms and went straight to the bathroom.
Worried about meeting Xu Hong and his wife with her sons, she thought about it and decided to take Xixi alone without waking up the two little ones.
Anyway, Xu Hong has always been indifferent to Xixi and will not come to rob her.
On the way to the hospital, Yang Qianyu first contacted Gong Beize and asked about the location of Feng Moyan's current ward.
When they arrived at the hospital, they took Xixi straight upstairs.
When she walked outside the ward, before her raised hand could reach the doorknob, she was stopped by the sound of arguments inside.
"Stop talking. I want to know where she is now...ask her to come see me." This was Feng Moyan's voice, showing obvious impatience.
It had been more than ten days since I heard his voice. When I heard it again, I felt like I was in another world.
Although he was still weak when he spoke, his momentum was not weak at all, and he still had his usual tough attitude.
It seems that even though he has been through hell, his temperament has not changed at all.
Of course, it's also possible that I was shocked when I learned that I couldn't see, so my temper became even more grumpy than before...
Yang Qianyu felt a pang in her heart when she thought that he was blind.
Seeing that she had stopped moving, Xixi was about to speak when she hurriedly made a "silence" gesture and pulled her away for two steps.
"Baby, let's wait..." She comforted her daughter softly.
It was not that she meant to listen to the wall, but if she went in at this time and met Xu Hong head-on, there would inevitably be another conflict.
"Mo Yan, Mom knows that you feel uncomfortable. If you feel uncomfortable, you can talk to me more. I'm your mother, can't I just stay with you?"
"What's so good about that woman? She's the one who caused you to be like this, do you understand?"
"You don't remember some things, so you also forget how hateful she is! It's not easy for her to escape from the dead, why can't you just look at her?"
Xu Hong spoke earnestly and with a tearful tone in her voice, patiently persuading her son.
But the more Feng Moyan listened, the angrier he became: "Stop talking and go out first... I want to rest."
"Mo Yan..."
"go out!"
In the ward, Feng Moyan yelled this sentence in a low voice, then closed his eyes and stopped talking to his parents.
Feng Zhenting looked at his son's stubborn look, feeling heartbroken and angry. Then he pulled Xu Hong and said bitterly: "Let's go first, you won't listen to anything you tell him now! Wenwen is having a check-up today.
Why don’t you go and take a look?”
When her husband reminded her, Xu Hong remembered that her daughter had no one to accompany her for a check-up today, so she got up.
"Mo Yan, Mom knows that you can't accept this for a while and feel uncomfortable. Then you can rest first. Let's go see Wenwen and come over to stay with you in the afternoon."
After saying that, seeing his son closing his eyes and paying no attention at all, the two elders turned around sadly.
Outside the ward, Yang Qianyu quickly took Xixi away.
Standing at the corner of the corridor, watching Feng Zhenting and Xu Hong leaving, Yang Qianyu felt mixed emotions in her heart.
Let me ask you, if Xiaoyu Xiaozhou grows up in the future and doesn't listen to her and drives her away with this tone - will she be as sad as Xu Hong?
Therefore, in order to prevent similar tragedies from happening again, she must work hard to be an enlightened and democratic mother.
"Xixi, let's go and see dad."
"Um!"
The two of them returned to the outside of the ward and happened to see the nurse coming out of the room.
Seeing them, the nurse hesitated and said apologetically: "Actually... Mrs. Feng has told you not to let you in. But since Mr. Feng woke up, he has been asking to see you... so -"
Yang Qianyu was slightly startled.
Feng Moyan keeps asking to see her?
"Don't worry, they just left and won't be back in a short time." Yang Qianyu understood what the nurse meant, smiled and whispered.
The nurse nodded: "Then you go in. But Mr. Feng woke up and talked a lot, and was exhausted, so he fell into a deep sleep again."
Fell asleep again?
"Okay, I understand, thank you."
Saying goodbye to the nurse, Yang Qianyu stood at the door for a few seconds before gathering her mood and entering the ward.
He fell asleep quietly.
The breathing mask on the mouth and nose has been removed, and only the oxygen tube is inserted at the end of the nose.
His head was still wrapped in layers of gauze, with faint traces of blood seeping out.
The skin injury on the brow bone has almost healed, and the blood scab looks like it is about to fall off.
He has lost a lot of weight, and his facial features have become deeper and sharper, but even with this haggard appearance, he still remains handsome and charming.
Yang Qianyu watched quietly, thinking that he was finally out of danger and saved his life. His heart that had been hanging on him for so many days slowly settled down, and his whole body felt relaxed and relieved.
"Mom..." Xixi stared at her father for a long time, then opened her mouth to call someone, but as soon as she spoke, Yang Qianyu "shushed" her again.
Gently dragging the chair to sit down, she pulled her daughter into her arms and whispered in her ear: "Dad is tired and needs to rest. Let's let him sleep well and stay with him like this, okay?"
Xixi nodded obediently and looked at her sleeping father quietly.
After a while, the little girl stretched out her hand and gently held her father's big palm on the edge of the bed.
Yang Qianyu looked at it, feeling both sour and relieved at the same time.
In just a few days, Xixi seems to have become more sensible, not as willful as before, and her attitude towards her two brothers has also improved significantly.
Unexpectedly, a tragedy helped them resolve family conflicts that had been unable to be resolved for a long time.
The ward was quiet, the mother and daughter sat patiently, there was silence and warmth, and the time seemed to soften.
For a long time, Xixi lay beside the bed bored, almost falling asleep.
Yang Qianyu was fascinated by the sight, and her eyes gradually lost focus.
Suddenly, Xixi was startled. She saw the big hand holding her father's hand tightly grasping her little hand. She stood up suddenly and shouted in surprise: "Dad, you're awake!"
Yang Qianyu suddenly came back to her senses and looked at the man. Sure enough, he opened his eyes!
"Are you awake?"
As soon as the woman spoke, Feng Moyan's expression visibly stiffened, his face turned to her side, and his emotions fluctuated violently: "...Qianqian? You are finally here!"
He thought he was holding a woman's hand with his fingertips, and subconsciously clenched his fingertips.
But soon, that small and soft touch suddenly frightened him, and he even pushed away the soft ball like an electric shock.
"Whose hand is this?"
Before Yang Qianyu could answer, Xixi shouted: "Dad, you are so stupid! This is my hand!"
"Dad?" The man was shocked and repeated these two words, his unfocused eyes full of confusion, "Who did you call daddy?"
When he asked, Yang Qianyu was surprised.
"Feng Moyan, you——"
"Mom, what's wrong with dad? Doesn't he remember me?" Xixi asked in confusion, then looked back at the man on the hospital bed, "Dad, I am Xixi! Don't you recognize me?"
Yang Qianyu's face was still in shock.
——How could he remember himself and the Feng family, but forget Xixi alone?
What's going on?
"Feng Moyan, don't you remember Xixi? Xixi is your daughter! The daughter you brought up, don't you remember?" Yang Qianyu's tone changed, and she stared at the man's face, hoping that he was doing it on purpose.
mischief.
But Feng Moyan's confused expression and unfocused and hesitant eyes clearly showed that he indeed did not remember.
"My daughter? You mean, we have already given birth to a child?"
"..." Yang Qianyu was completely speechless, and the only thing she could think of was to call a doctor quickly.
Xixi was sad, with tears in her eyes, "Dad...what's wrong with you? I am Xixi, and I am your baby. Why don't you even remember Xixi? Dad..."
The doctors and nurses hurried in and saw the child crying and shouting, and they immediately understood.
"Miss Yang, Mrs. Feng, didn't they tell you?"
"say what?"
"After Mr. Feng woke up, he developed symptoms of selective amnesia. He forgot part of his memory. We haven't figured out which part of it yet."
Yang Qianyu's voice changed in surprise: "Selective amnesia? This... doesn't this only appear in TV dramas? Does it really exist in reality? Do you... could this -"
She was incoherent and stammered. While seeing the doctor, she looked back at the hospital bed, seriously doubting whether Feng Moyan was acting!
This is too dramatic!
The doctor explained: "Selective amnesia does exist in reality. It is a mental illness in which a person forgets some things that he does not want to remember or wants to escape after being exposed to external stimulation or a brain collision.
Of course, it could be some people."
"..." Yang Qianyu moved her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.
Xixi asked: "Dad remembers mom, but forgets me. Doesn't dad like me?"
On the hospital bed, Feng Moyan listened to the little girl's words and was also in a state of intense suspicion and shock.
How come he already has a daughter?
When did he marry Qian Qian? And when did he give birth to his daughter?
Why didn't your parents mention anything just now?
"Ms. Yang, we only discovered Mr. Feng's symptoms this morning and are currently in a meeting to discuss it."
Yang Qianyu retracted her gaze from the man, finally organized her words, and asked: "Then... can he recover from his condition?"
"Normally, selective amnesia will gradually recover after the erosion of time, but if certain things have a heavy psychological impact on the patient, they may continue to be forgotten."
After the doctor explained, he glanced at Feng Moyan and said to Yang Qianyu: "You are here just in time. Mr. Feng remembers you and has been asking to see you. You can spend more time with him to find out which paragraph he has forgotten."
Memory, so that we can grasp the situation, and when the psychiatrist intervenes later, we will know where to start."
Before the doctor finished speaking, another person came into the ward.
Gong Beize rushed over in a hurry, and his face was shocked when he heard this.
"Doctor, what did you say? Did you say he had selective amnesia?"
"Well, judging from the current situation - yes."
Feng Moyan frowned as he heard the voice appear again.
"Qianqian...who is coming?"
Seeing that his friend couldn't even recognize his own voice, Gong Beize walked forward in surprise and sadness, "Feng Moyan, your selective amnesia won't forget me too, right? I have never offended you, nor have I given anything to you.
What shadow do you leave behind?"
He talked too much, Feng Moyan recognized it and guessed: "Beize?"
Young Master Gong breathed a sigh of relief, "You still have a conscience."
"Your voice sounds much older..."
Yang Qianyu: "..."
"..." Gong Beize also gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Since your accident until now, the outside world has been in great shock. I have been worried about so many things in the company by myself. Do you know how busy and tired I am these days?
I’ll be lucky if I don’t die from overwork!”
"What does my accident have to do with your company?"
"..." Yang Qianyu originally wondered if Feng Moyan was faking it, but now it sounds like he is really suffering from "selective amnesia."
He actually forgot about the company!
Gong Beize was speechless for a moment, his anger was gone, and he said calmly: "You might as well become dementia. Remembering a little, not remembering a little, is even more destructive. I am working for you, and you don't even remember?"
Feng Moyan frowned again, hesitated for a while, and then said something shocking again: "Do you... have any leverage in my hands?" Otherwise, if the dignified young master doesn't go to his own company to become the king, what will he do?
work?
Gong Beize was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and simply ignored him.
The doctor's cell phone rang, he signaled to them, turned around and left first.
Yang Qianyu turned around and looked at Feng Moyan. She had so many thoughts in her heart that she didn't know where to start.
Gong Beize looked around and saw that Feng's family was not there and breathed a sigh of relief: "You just called me to ask about his ward. I was worried that you would conflict with aunt again when you came over, so I came right away..."
"Well, when I came, they had just left and I just came in."
Yang Qianyu pulled away the chair and sat down again, pulling the sad and disappointed Xixi into his arms, and her eyes fell on Feng Moyan again.
Looking into his eyes, she still didn't believe it, so she raised her hand and waved it in front of his eyes.
The man immediately asked: "What do you do?"
The woman was frightened, "Can you see it?"
"I can't see it, but I can feel the airflow."
"..."
Xixi sobbed, wiped her tears and said again: "Dad...why did you forget Xixi..."
The man's face was confused, but he didn't look distressed or guilty.
Gong Beize raised his eyebrows in surprise, "You really don't even remember your biological daughter?"
Feng Moyan didn't respond and spoke in a low voice: "Bei Ze, can you... take this little girl out first? Qian Qian and I have something to say..."
Send your daughter away?
Yang Qianyu felt distressed just thinking about it.
But now she also had many questions to ask Feng Moyan. It was really inconvenient for her daughter to be present, so she endured her heartache and handed her daughter to Gong Beize, "Baby, would you like to go out and play with your uncle?"
Xixi naturally refused and cried and resisted. Gong Beize picked her up and coaxed her gently: "Xixi, baby, don't you like Uncle Gong the most? Come on, I'll take you to the mall to buy toys, okay?
?”
Yang Qianyu watched them leave, calmed down slightly, and the first thing she said after turning around was: "Feng Moyan, have you really forgotten the past? If I knew you were pretending on purpose, I wouldn't be able to do it for the rest of my life.