Mr. Alzheimer's

Chapter 48 Missing

Over the past ten years, Pei Yang has been like a proud cat, never willing to show his love too much.

Fu Shuzhuo suddenly understood at this moment that it wasn't that the cat was not clingy, but because he didn't feel the other party's liking enough.

So in order to protect himself, he also hides his love.

A romantic drama like love at first sight was suppressed by Pei Yang for 17 years.

Fu Shuzhuo drank his saliva and continued to ask calmly, "And then?"

"His family background is not good, but he is very good, and he is different from me." Pei Yang lowered his head and took a mouthful of rice, "At that time, I had a bad personality, and I didn't know my own feelings, but I always subconsciously wanted to attract his attention... He must have hated me at first."

For example, when class was over, he, who was sitting on the side of the aisle, deliberately did not give way to Fu Shuzhuo who wanted to go to the bathroom. In fact, he wanted to listen to Fu Shuzhuo say a few more words.

For example, when playing basketball, he usually lacks interest, but as long as Fu Shuzhuo passes by, he will try his best to express himself like a peacock spreading his tail, lifting his shirt to wipe his sweat, and his abdomen is tense-so that the abdominal muscles are more obvious.

Fu Shuzhuo: "I won't hate you."

Fu Shuzhuo's mind is much more mature than his peers. At first, he felt that his new deskmate was very attractive, but his brain was not very good, and he was against him every day.

Later, I found out that the new deskmate was basically the wild cat Benmao, who looked cool on the outside, but was a little naughty and shy on the inside.

——If you get too close, you will blush, you will secretly hide in the corner to smoke a cigarette, you will be at a loss when facing a female classmate's confession, and you will scratch your head after rejecting the person, afraid that what you just said will hurt the other party too much.

Fu Shuzhuo initially regarded Pei Yang as a seasoning in his ordinary life, with a strong publicity.

But slowly he was attracted in, couldn't help wanting to get close, to bully, and to possess.

·

"You're not him, how do you know you don't hate me?" Pei Yang curled his lips and continued, "It took a long time before he felt that he shouldn't hate me anymore, and would allow me to hook his shoulders and flick his head."

"His hands always suffer from frostbite in winter. I wanted to cover him with my pocket, but I didn't expect him to stretch directly between my legs..."

Fu Shuzhuo: "..."

He was actually just teasing the cat at that time, but Pei Yang silently agreed.

Pei Yang's ears turned red quietly: "Except for this, I did everything else on purpose."

Fu Shuzhuo was stunned: "What?"

Pei Yang: "Some intimate contact..."

For example, deliberately picking up Fu Shuzhuo's hand to touch his abdominal muscles like a good brother: "How about it, looks better than yours?"

For example, when Fu Shuzhuo deliberately waited for him to pass by, he slapped his ass/ass meanly, causing him to be pushed on the table by Fu Shuzhuo to beg for mercy.

Another example is that the two boys who spent money to manage Fu Shuzhuo's dormitory deliberately let them stage a scene of quarreling and discord, and asked to change the dormitory, so they changed him.

As a roommate, there are more small actions you can do.

The first kiss that Fu Shuzhuo thought was not the first kiss, Pei Yang actually secretly kissed him while he was asleep.

Fu Shuzhuo felt that Pei Yang would be ashamed to avoid him for three days with every kiss, but it was actually because Pei Yang forgot to brush his teeth in the morning, fearing that Fu Shuzhuo would think he stinks, he regretted it for a long time.

Fu Shuzhuo: "..."

If it wasn't for Pei Yang's illness, Fu Shuzhuo might never have known Shamao's little thoughts in his life.

How to say that sentence - "High-end hunters often appear as prey."

Fu Shuzhuo thought that he had tricked Pei Yang into boarding a pirate ship, but he didn't know that Pei Yang almost tied himself up and threw him on board.

Fu Shuzhuo seriously reflected on himself, did he think too much about Pei Yang in the past, such as pure love, cuteness, kindness...

"We got together after that." Pei Yang said with unknowing pride, "He confessed to me first."

Fu Shuzhuo: "Well... what happened later?"

"Later..." Pei Yang's expression was gloomy. "In his freshman year, he celebrated his birthday. I wanted to write him a love letter, but my dad found out."

Fu Shuzhuo was startled.

Pei Yang: "I knelt in the study for more than an hour, and my dad beat me for more than an hour."

Fu Shuzhuo's throat shrank, and his heart ached uncontrollably: "Are you sad?"

"A little bit. Fortunately, he is not in the same school as me, so I can use the excuse of being busy with school to not see him when I am injured."

Pei Yang looked happy to protect the other party: "Fortunately, he is not in the same school. My dad knows the professor and principal of our school. He thought he belonged to our school. I checked his name for a long time, but I couldn't find it."

"After that, I broke up with my family." Pei Yang was a little dazed, "At that time, I thought very simply, I thought my parents didn't love me that much. Even without me, they shouldn't be too sad, my brother My sister will also provide for them in the old age."

"But he is different, he only had me at that time." Even after more than ten years, Pei Yang still said this very seriously.

Fu Shuzhuo's eyes swelled, and he wanted to interrupt——

But Pei Yang continued: "Later we started our business and became more and more busy. Sometimes he wouldn't kiss me for several days, and more and more people liked him. It seemed that everyone was better than me."

Fu Shuzhuo: "..."

It was his negligence. After college, he has always been in a state of open love to the people around him. He acquiesced that no one would look at his logic as a married man, so he seldom paid attention to the intentions of the people around him to get close to him.

He thought he was upright, but Pei Yang was extremely disturbed.

Fu Shuzhuo: "No, for him, no one will be better than you."

Pei Yang frowned: "You're not him, don't talk like that."

Fu Shuzhuo: "..."

Sure enough, "Sir" is more important.

"He's getting more and more indifferent to me, and he can't sleep once a month...Maybe I'm boring him." Pei Yang lowered his head, his eyes were red, as if he might cry at any moment.

Fu Shuzhuo took a deep breath: "Is there a possibility that he thinks you are very tired from work and would rather hold back than torment you?"

Pei Yang muttered: "He's not that caring."

Fu Shuzhuo: "..."

Blood pressure is soaring.

Pei Yang sniffed, trying to hold back tears: "Later, my mother was diagnosed with Alzheimer's, and she ran away with an accident...and passed away."

"I just wanted to sneak back to my neighborhood to see them that day, but I saw the coffin downstairs."

There are some things that only Pei Yang knows.

For example, he severed ties with his family, not as calmly as he appeared.

He would sneak home every month, like a stalker, seize the time when his parents went out for a walk in the evening, and follow behind for a few moments to make up for his miss.

Pei Yang's voice was very soft: "My mother was diagnosed with dementia six or seven years ago, and passed away for two days...No one told me."

"I don't even know if she forgave me, an unfilial son, when she was sober."

Every sentence above is Pei Yang's heart disease.

These memories are all he has really experienced, but he treats them as things that happened in another world.

He transmigrated into the book "Zhang Yang", unable to go back to that cruel reality, as if those painful things had never happened.

The original owner had a harmonious relationship with his parents, and the family accepted Fu Shuzhuo, who was gay.

The original owner and Fu Shuzhuo love each other deeply, and there has never been any conflict or suspicion.

The mother of the original owner did not suffer from dementia and did not die.

The original owner is not sick, will not be forced to forget the people and things he cares about, lose his dignity at a young age and live in the world, dragging down the people around him.

...

Pei Yang froze strangely while talking, and asked with his red eyes: "Why are you crying?"

Fu Shuzhuo covered his eyes: "Sand has entered."

Pei Yang said sincerely: "You might as well say that the duck bit you in the afternoon hurt you so much."

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that." Fu Shuzhuo said in a hoarse voice.

"..." Pei Yang simply changed the subject, "Later, I transmigrated into the book and replaced your husband."

Fu Shuzhuo: "Yes."

Pei Yang tried his best to convince him: "Now do you believe me? I really didn't lie to you."

Fu Shuzhuo tried his best to euphemistically say: "However, the stories you told are also very similar to the stories between me and him."

Pei Yang retorted without thinking: "It's not like that, your husband didn't fall out with his family, and you didn't treat him coldly."

Fu Shuzhuo: "Well...except for these two points, everything else is almost exactly the same."

He still didn't have the heart to poke at the cruelest side, let's face the others first.

The two stared at each other for a long time, Pei Yang looked away: "It's not... different."

But he couldn't tell the difference.

Pei Yang finally faced up to what he had been ignoring before. The book "Zhang Yang" seems to be too similar to the story of him and his husband.

"Maybe the original owner is another me in this world" - he thought to himself.

Subconscious resistance made Pei Yang stand up abruptly: "I'm full, believe it or not, I'm not him anyway."

"Pei Yang." Fu Shuzhuo looked at his back and suddenly called out.

Pei Yang paused, and heard the person behind him ask: "Can you tell me your husband's name?"

"..." Pei Yang's mind went blank, and he couldn't retrieve any relevant memories at all.

Fu Shuzhuo was cruel, and asked again: "Can you describe his appearance to me?"

"He is very good-looking, with bright eyebrows and a straight nose...every time he kisses, he will touch my face..."

The more he talked, the more Pei Yang's voice trembled, and the blurred face in his mind gradually became clear, gradually being replaced by Fu Shuzhuo's face.

no.

not like this.

Pei Yang put the bowl aside and quickened his pace to go upstairs.

Fu Shuzhuo heard a slamming sound of the door closing, but he didn't catch up, giving Pei Yang enough time to relax and think.

Although the final result is likely to be Shamao deceiving himself and others, ignoring all kinds of doubts and continuing to live as a book, but at least there is progress, and he can take it step by step.

After eating the bland rice, Fu Shuzhuo also lost his appetite. He cleared the table and went to the yard to take care of the rose branches that were disturbed by the wind and rain.

Finally, feeling that it was almost time, I went upstairs and knocked on the door.

no respond.

Fu Shuzhuo tentatively held the doorknob and pressed it down—it wasn't locked.

The frightened kitten curled up on the bed, completely wrapped itself in the quilt, and ignored the sounds of the outside world.

Fu Shuzhuo sat by the bed for a long time, didn't care whether Pei Yang fell asleep, he said slowly and softly, "Tell me about my husband?"

"He loves me very much, even if he thinks I don't like him that much, he is willing to be with me for 17 years."

"He has amnesia and feels that he is not himself, but he will still hold on to the corner of my clothes tightly when hugging, will habitually arch into my arms when sleeping, and will blush unreasonably when kissing."

After a long period of silence, Pei Yang's muffled voice came from under the quilt: "I fell asleep."

"Well, you fell asleep." Fu Shuzhuo paused and said, "But I really miss him—"

"Pei Yang, can you let me meet him?"