Cheng Yu was heartbroken by what he said, and the hand covering his eyes seemed to have no strength.

There was a faint excitement in his heart, mixed with joy, down the river of his heart, all the way to his heart.

He wanted to say yes, but he didn't say anything.

He was silent for a while, before suppressing his inner desire and excitement, and calmly said, "No need."

"It doesn't need to be like this." His voice was very gentle, as always, like the spring sun, warm without getting sunburned, "No need. You're fine now, so you don't need to go out of your way to avoid him. already."

He knew that Lin Anlan had this thought, and he was already very happy, so he didn't really need to do it.

He didn't want him to do it either.

Lin Anlan was puzzled, "Why? You obviously want it."

"It's not necessary." Cheng Yu whispered, "You don't need to pay for my joys and sorrows, and you don't need to take the possibility of unreasonable dissatisfaction for your future self."

He withdrew his hand from Lin Anlan's eyes, Lin Anlan blinked, adjusted to the light again, and then listened to Cheng Yu's calm and rational words, "Just like you now, you want to make amends for ignoring me before. Me, if I agree, and you really do that, you may regret it in the future for ignoring Jiang Xu now."

"It's not necessary, I'm not Jiang Xu, I don't care about your relationship with him, before I fell in love with you, I already accepted that he is your friend, a good friend who grew up with you, You have a good relationship."

"So I accept his existence and also your friendship."

"But…"

"It's nothing but," Cheng Yu interrupted him, "if you really want to make up for me, then wait until your memory is restored."

His voice was gentle and ethereal, like the wind trapped on the top of the mountain, which would disappear at any time, "At that time, if you still felt that I was pitiful at the time, you wanted to make amends, and you wanted Jiang Xu to have a taste of this, too, Well, I will not object."

"Because at that time, your memory is complete, and you will no longer regret or blame yourself for your actions."

"And now, you don't have to add that risk to yourself."

He was serious, sensible, and gentle.

Lin Anlan always thought that between the two of them, he was the more rational one, but Cheng Yu, Cheng Yu liked him so much, so many times, his sensibility was greater than his rationality.

It's nothing, it's normal, love is not a rational thing.

If love is sensible, everyone should choose the person who loves them and enjoy the happiness of being liked, instead of pursuing their own liking diligently. They would rather overcome obstacles, be discouraged by injury, and have a try.

Love itself is the most irrational thing.

But now Cheng Yu is very rational.

His reason is not for himself, but for him, so that he will not regret when he recovers his memory in the future, and not let his future self blame his present self.

Lin Anlan sighed and leaned into his arms, "Xiaohua, you can't always think about me, you have to think about yourself too, love is inherently selfish, and lovers have the right to be selfish."

"I've already thought about myself very much." Cheng Yu said.

He really thought about him very much. If he hadn't thought about himself so much, if he hadn't been so selfish, Lin Anlan should be at his own home now, accompanied by Jiang Xu, to spend this time of amnesia.

He just thinks too much for himself, so he will not let the current Lin Anlan cut off contact with Jiang Xu.

He will always restore his memory, so he can't do too much and make too many mistakes.

If possible, Cheng Yu still wanted to fight for a fixed-term sentence, rather than life or the death penalty.

He looked down at the person in his arms, smiled gently, and said to him, "Take a shower, it's time to sleep."

Lin Anlan went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then Cheng Yu took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message.

Cheng Yu: [Next time Jiang Xu reappears, tell me earlier. 】

【Okay. 】The other party replied.

He watched calmly and deleted these two WeChat messages.

He came back more than 20 minutes earlier than Lin Anlan expected. It was not a coincidence, but he deliberately accelerated his pace.

The moment Jiang Xu entered the hotel, someone told him, but he was still busy at the time, so he didn't pay attention to his phone.

Otherwise, Jiang Xu couldn't have been alone with Lin Anlan for ten minutes.

Cheng Yu put down the phone and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Lin Anlan has always been a person with ideas.

Fortunately, memory loss is not common.

Therefore, Lin Anlan did not believe Jiang Xu's rhetoric.

So Jiang Xu didn't think in the direction of amnesia, he just thought that Lin Anlan was really for him.

The two of them each held half of the incomplete script, which were incomplete, but they both helped each other find a reason.

From this point of view, Cheng Yu felt that he was quite lucky.

"Hopefully, I can always be so lucky." He smiled and prayed for himself sincerely.

Lin Anlan took a shower, changed into pajamas, and urged Cheng Yu to wash too.

By the time the two of them lay on the bed, the moon was already high, and the city fell asleep.

Lin Anlan walked through the darkness in silence. He pushed open the door and saw two children, two children he was familiar with and unfamiliar with. They were him and Jiang Xu in childhood.

He looked at his immature face, looked at the low table and chairs, and guessed that it was not long after he entered elementary school.

He guessed right, this is indeed just when he entered elementary school.

He didn't know anyone in the class, only Jiang Xu from the same building, whom he knew.

So his adoptive father asked the teacher to make him and Jiang Xu the same table.

That afternoon, he felt very tired, and his mental state was not very good. He lay on the table and took a light nap.

Suddenly, Jiang Xu said in his ear in surprise, "Why is your face so red, Xiaolan?"

Lin Anlan opened his eyelids sleepily and blinked in confusion.

Jiang Xu also lay on the table, his arm touched his, and said strangely, "Your arm is hotter than mine."

Lin Anlan touched it, but didn't feel anything.

He thought of something and touched his forehead, but he couldn't tell if it was a normal temperature.

He had no choice but to touch Jiang Xu's forehead, then his own, and said to Jiang Xu, "You touch my forehead, is it hot?"

Jiang Xu raised his hand to touch it and asked him, "Do you have a fever?"

"I don't know." Lin Anlan said honestly.

"Wait a minute." After Jiang Xu finished speaking, he stood up and ran out of the classroom.

When he saw Jiang Xu again, he saw the head teacher following Jiang Xu. Jiang Xu raised his head and said anxiously, "Did he have a fever? His face is so hot and red."

The head teacher touched his forehead, and his body temperature was indeed higher than normal.

He comforted Jiang Xudao, "You go to class first, I'll take Lin Anlan to the school doctor's office to see."

"I want to go too." Jiang Xu raised his hand.

"No, you're not sick, you just stay in the classroom."

"But Uncle Lin said that we are good friends, and I have to take care of him at school."

The head teacher was amused, "You take good care of yourself."

She dragged Lin Anlan out, Jiang Xu watched pitifully, followed them out of the classroom step by step, holding onto Lin Anlan and not letting go.

Lin Anlan sent him and said, "My teacher and I are going to see a doctor. You are in the classroom, and when I come back, you have to tell me what the teacher said, otherwise I won't know what the teacher said in this class."

Jiang Xu thought about it for a while, and then reluctantly agreed, "Then come back early."

"Um."

The head teacher smiled, took Lin Anlan to the school doctor's room to take his temperature, took medicine, and let him rest on the hospital bed.

"Go to sleep, school will be over in more than an hour. I just checked the class schedule. Your next class is art class. I'll ask the art teacher for a leave for you later. He won't blame you."

As she said, she covered Lin Anlan with a quilt, "Don't be afraid, it's just a fever, just take the medicine and sweat. I'll call you when school is over."

Lin Anlan heard what she said, closed her eyes obediently and fell asleep.

He didn't want to get sick, he hoped that the disease could be cured as soon as possible. He needed money to treat the disease. If the parents could not treat the disease without money, they might not have children.

He finally got new parents. If he gets sick again and cannot be cured, he may have to go back to the orphanage again.

Lin Anlan remembered clearly that Xiao Qiao's sister told herself that the younger brother who always laughed, had a fever and burned his brain, so his parents didn't want him and left him at the door of the orphanage.

Just like it used to be.

He doesn't want to burn his brain, he doesn't want to be placed at the door of the orphanage again.

He closed his eyes, urging himself to fall asleep, and the body that took the medicine matched his thoughts very well. After a while, he fell asleep.

The head teacher sat next to him and accompanies him, occasionally putting a wet towel on his forehead to help him cool down.

Lin Anlan slept very deeply until the school bell rang, when he was woken up by the head teacher and went back to the classroom with him.

Seeing him coming back, Jiang Xu happily ran in front of him and asked him, "Xiao Lan, are you alright?"

After he asked, he frowned again and said, "Why is your face still red."

Lin Anlan raised her hand and touched her face, it seemed that it was not as hot as before.

"It's alright," he said. "I took the medicine and slept. The teacher said that it would be fine to go home and continue taking the medicine."

He walked to his seat, packed his schoolbag, and walked out of the classroom with Jiang Xu.

As soon as the screen changed, Lin Anlan saw that he seemed to have grown up a bit. Although there was still some baby fat on his face, he was obviously older than when he was in the classroom before, and he looked like he was about ten years old.

But his condition doesn't seem to be very good, because he has chickenpox.

Chickenpox is a headache, contagious, and itchy.

Lin Anlan had to take a leave of absence and stay at home to read, but his arm was always itchy, making him want to scratch it.

"It can't be scratched." Jiang Xu immediately stopped him when he saw that he shifted his gaze to his arms and legs.

"Scratching it will leave scars."

Lin Anlan didn't care, "On the arm, not the face."

"That's not good either." Jiang Xu persuaded him, "Uncles and aunts have said, don't let you scratch, you can't scratch."

Lin Anlan thought of her adoptive parents and mother, so she gave up.

Jiang Xu accompanied him by his side, not afraid of infection at all.

Lin Anlan moved the stool and sat a little further away from him, "Don't get so close to me, you haven't had it before, you'll be contagious if you get too close."