An Bu patted Jian Ningxuan: "Mr. Jian, let me take a shower first."

Jian Ningxuan let go of Anbu, took her hand and came to the room, took out the clothes to change, and then walked into the bathroom with her, and began to take off his clothes on his own.

This is the rhythm of planning to bathe together!

Anbu was not pretentious, secretly hid his pacemaker, then took off his clothes, and pounced on him like a hungry tiger...

After a refreshing cleaning, the two of them snuggled up and fell asleep, and the room was quiet. Anbu played with Jian Ningxuan's fingers, repeatedly recalling the memories related to him. After a moment, she leaned on his shoulder and slowly closed her eyes.

She closed her eyes, but Jian Ningxuan opened her eyes and looked at her until dawn.

Anbu had discovered something was wrong with her cat owner before. He had never said a word since they met. It was not that he didn't want to say it, but that he couldn't make any sound.

So the next day, Anbu took him to the First People's Hospital - the hospital where Fangcun was, for a check-up.

"Temporary aphasia?" Anbu looked at the attending doctor in surprise.

The doctor nodded: "Yes, Mr. Jian may have been stimulating before, causing abnormal language function. But don't worry, this is only temporary. Go out for a walk more, relax your mood, relieve stress, and believe you will recover soon."

"Okay, I get it, thank you doctor."

Anbu pulled Jian Ningxuan out of the clinic, lowered his head and said nothing.

A big hand gently placed on her head, as if comforting her.

"I'm sorry." An Bu said. Over the years, no matter how much injury or how many "deaths" she has suffered, she has been used to dealing with it by herself, because no one can accompany her to the end. Once she learns to rely on, she may no longer be able to bear loneliness. But now, she has met someone she wants to rely on, but she always makes him sad for herself.

Jian Ningxuan leaned over and touched her face with deep eyes: Needless to say, I'm sorry, as long as you're fine, I'll be happy.

"Mr. Jian!" Anbu hugged his waist, "I must be a qualified shoveler in the future and don't let you worry about me!"

Jian Ningxuan's eyebrows and eyes stretched out, and a bright color flashed in his eyes: OK, I'll wait.

"Ning Xuan." At this moment, several people walked quickly towards this side. The one who walked in front was Ge Tingting's brother Ge Sirui, followed by Ge Tingting, and behind him were several other jcs such as Sun Kevin.

When they saw Anbu, their eyes were filled with surprise, but they didn't expect that she had really survived.

Officer Sun secretly smuggled cold sweat. If he had actually treated her as a dead person yesterday, the crime would have been great.

Before coming to the hospital, Jian Ningxuan sent a text message to Officer Sun, but did not notify the Ge brother and sister, and he didn't know how they received the message.

"Miss An, it's great that you're fine." Ge Sirui breathed a sigh of relief and said to An Bu with a smile.

Jian Ningxuan frowned, held Anbu in his arms, and expressed his repulsion in body language. He did not forget that Anbu was in danger this time because of Ge Tingting's willfulness. As long as he saw them, he would remind him of the pain and fear that seemed to have lost everything, and he could not let go of it anyway.

Anbu looked at them and suddenly asked, "Who are you...?"

She really doesn't remember it, nor does she deliberately hide her forgetting. It is realistic for a person who pretended to die for several hours.

Jian Ningxuan looked at Anbu in her arms inquiringly, not sure whether she was really amnesia or fake.

Ge Sirui paused and re-introduced: "We have only met once, and it is normal for you to not remember. I am Ge Tingting's brother, Ge Sirui."

"Ge Tingting?" An Bu looked at the girl beside him and said strangely, "Who is Ge Tingting? Have we seen it before?"

Ge Tingting looked at her in a daze, not knowing how to interfere.

At this time, Officer Sun stepped forward and asked, "Miss An, do you still remember me?"

An Bu looked at him carefully, then suddenly said, "I remember, you were the one I met at the murder scene when I was delivering takeout."

This happened hundreds of years ago...

Officer Sun then pointed at Jian Ningxuan: "What about him? Do you still remember?"

Anbu's back leaned lazily against Jian Ningxuan's chest: "Of course I remember."

"How much do you remember?" asked Officer Sun, "When did you know each other and how long have you known each other?"

"We have known each other for more than a year." Anbu replied without hesitation, "Carice Restaurant, Banquet, Amusement Park..." He counted the places where they met one by one, and every memory was so colorful.

Jian Ningxuan's eyes were soft. She forgot about the others, but only remembered him clearly.

"Okay, okay." Officer Sun kicked the bowl of dog food without hesitation and looked at Jian Ningxuan, "An Bu's memory may be a bit incomplete. Have you taken her to check it?"

Jian Ningxuan shook her head, took out a piece of information from the bag and handed it to him. This was the physical examination report that Anbu gave him, proving that she was indeed just pretending to die before, and her physical signs were normal at present, but her memory had not been tested.

"It turns out that doctor misdiagnosed." Officer Sun said angrily, "I can't even figure out whether a person is dead or alive. What else can I do if I am a doctor?"

An Bu silently ordered a wax to the doctor, and he was probably responsible for the blame.

"Anbu, do you want to sue that hospital and that doctor?" Officer Sun asked, "I can file a case for you."

"No need." An Bu refused, "My physique is quite special. I have been misdiagnosed for pretending to die before. I can't blame him completely."

Officer Sun: There is such a magical physique in the world? I really live for a long time. If you find that Anbu suddenly loses his vital signs in the future, don’t be busy with grief, as they may be dying happily.

"Ning Xuan..." Ge Sirui looked at Jian Ningxuan and stopped talking. He wanted to apologize for Ge Tingting, but Jian Ningxuan didn't even look at him, so he took Anbu to register.

Officer Sun didn't stay for long, and said hello to everyone and left. An Bu didn't even remember Ge Tingting, so naturally he couldn't remember what happened that day.

Ge Sirui patted Ge Tingting on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't bother them for the time being. Let's make up for it if you have the chance in the future. Ning Xuan is not a person who holds revenge. I believe he will forgive you."

Ge Tingting was not so optimistic. If it were anything else, my cousin might not care about it, but it was related to Anbu, and I am afraid that she would leave grudges in her life. If the Jian family was alienated from the Ge family because of this, her sin would be even greater. The only thing that is fortunate is that Anbu is still alive and has not reached an irreversible level.

"Brother, I want to change jobs and never do supernatural shows again..."

After some tests, Anbu was diagnosed with selective amnesia by the doctor. Because of certain traumatic events or psychological factors, he forgot the memories of a certain period of time. It is impossible to be sure whether he can remember it, but it does not have much impact on daily life.

After a while, the two of them came out of the hospital, and An Bu suddenly chuckled.

Jian Ningxuan cast inquiring eyes at her.

An Bu smiled and said, "Mr. Jian, you have transient aphasia, I have selective amnesia, and I have all the diseases. Do you think it's a little romantic?"

Jian Ningxuan's face turned dark, and he didn't feel romantic at all!

"It's okay." Anbu held his arm, "I haven't forgotten you."

A few simple words made Jian Ningxuan feel a little sour and sweet in his heart.

He moved his lips and silently called out her name.

"I heard that you are calling me 'Dear BB'~~" An Bu looked at him with a smile, "Mr. Jian, don't think that you don't make a sound, I don't know what you want to say. I secretly tell you that I have the ability to read my mind."

A smile flashed in Jian Ningxuan's eyes.

"Hehe, you are saying 'Bibu is so awesome' now." Anbu pulled him and said in a spirited manner, "Let's go back and make a big meal for you!"

Jian Ningxuan curled his lips: OK.

It's great to have every step by step by step by side.

When the two returned home, they put on their aprons, plunged into the kitchen, and began to show their skills.

Jian Ningxuan sat in the living room, quietly looking at her busy figure.

Anbu delivered the hot food to the table one by one.

Jian Ningxuan walked over and saw that his heart was filled with warmth. The dishes on the table were the delicacies that Anbu developed for him when he went abroad.

Her memory was clearly incomplete, but she still remembered such a trivial matter.

Jian Ningxuan surrounded Anbu's waist, so happy that he wanted to cry.

"Mr. Jian, do you think I am the best poop shoveler in the world?" An Bu looked a little proud.

Jian Ningxuan: Yes.

"So, you have to be more cute and make your cat shoveler unable to stop petting your cat."

Jian Ningxuan:...try to do so.

"Don't be perfunctory, take action."

Jian Ningxuan lowered his head and kissed her lips, and his body flashed with moving colors.

Anbu bent his eyes contentedly, and his whole face seemed to be illuminated by the cat owner's divine light.

After dinner, the two went to the garden for a walk to digest food, then went to the gym next door to exercise, and then took another shower with waves.

At night, Anbu opened her recent schedule and found that she was studying veterinary medicine.

I took out a veterinary book, but sadly found that I had completely forgotten this knowledge. Her original assistant veterinary certificate was also recycled by the Life and Death Book because her professional level did not meet the standards.

I continued to read other professional books, but fortunately I still remember most of them, and did not let her go back to the unearth.

"It seems that I have learned it again." An Bu encouraged himself, opened the book, and began to read and memorize it repeatedly without getting tired of it.

Jian Ningxuan did not disturb her, held the computer and leaned against the sofa, looked at her from time to time, and carefully prepared drinks and fruits for her.

The two of them are on their own and do their own business seriously.

After 30 minutes, Anbu suddenly stood up, raised his long legs and started to press his legs.

Jian Ningxuan: “…”

After doing a set of movements, sit back to the desk again and devote yourself to studying again.

After 30 minutes, Anbu stood up again, lay on the carpet, and started doing yoga.

Jian Ningxuan: “…”

An Bu put his legs on his shoulders in a strange posture, turned his head to catch a glimpse of Jian Ningxuan's gaze, and asked casually: "Mr. Jian, do you want to exercise too?"
To be continued...