He seemed to have an impression, Jing Xun came here with him, and his uncontrollable tears seemed to drip into the paint, and Jing Xun held his hand and added two strokes.

Lin Zhi pressed his temples, a little doubtful that the disease had been transferred from Jing Xun to him, and why did he still have amnesia.

"It's done while you're asleep, it's very inspiring."

When Lin Zhi was sleepy, Jing Xun, who was still in high spirits, felt that he had finished painting.

He still has a lot of paintings that he wants to create, all kinds of lovers, but Lin Zhi is in front, and painting has to take a back seat.

"Do you want to see me draw a new one, but it may take a long time, and you may find it a little boring."

Jing Xun frowned and said honestly: "And my painting efficiency may be slower now than before, because I want to see you by your side, I can't help it." ”

If he could, Jing Xun hoped that Lin Zhi would always be in his sight.

Being able to stay by Lin Zhi's side for a while longer, the more sense of security he has accumulated will be, so that he won't be too afraid that Lin Zhi will suddenly disappear.

"Then pack up my things first, I have taken the clothes out of the closet in the guest bedroom."

Jing Xun asked, "Do you want to put it in a suitcase?" ”

Before that, Jing Xun would avoid asking, but now it's different, he has the courage to ask directly, because he knows it won't be the answer that makes him sad.

Lin Zhi's expression was clear: "It turns out that you don't want me to live in the same room with you." ”

"Of course not! I'll clean it up for you! ”

Jing Xun immediately entered the guest room, took out all the clothes inside without hesitation, and pretended that he had never helped put them in.

While packing up other things in the guest bedroom, Jing Xun also saw the work sign hanging on the hanger.

Above is Wei Jinrong's photo and name, which is something he left behind from his previous work in an educational institution.

Seeing the face in the photo, although he had thanked him in his heart just now, it still did not prevent Jing Xun from throwing it into the trash can with an expressionless face.

Jing Xun also intimately took away the quilt in the guest bedroom, so that the place was completely restored to its original state of not being able to live in.

When Jing Xun was busy, Lin Zhi was reading the company's news.

The painting has been identified, it is genuine, and it has been handed over to the employer.

Although there were many twists and turns in the process, and this matter was on the employees of BV, the commission received by the company was discounted.

Both the company and the employer were not very happy, and Wei Jinrong had been sent to a prison with relatively poor conditions.

In the things about him, the more sad ones are his mother Jing Yuya, and the female college students who were used by him.

Lin Zhi mentioned before that Wei Jinrong had apples at home and Wei Jinrong didn't like to eat apples, which was no longer worth paying attention to, was also answered by Sister Lin and Jing's mother.

Wei Jinrong not only doesn't hate eating apples, but even likes them, but he avoids revealing his preferences to the outside world, disguising his favorite things as if he doesn't like them, so as not to poison them, and only enjoy them where he feels safe.

Lin Weaving can't help but feel a little worthless for the original owner, although the original owner is just a set of data, but in his real life, the person he likes is even deceiving him.

This is also the reason why Lin Zhi is picky about people's bodies, except for mental illnesses, feelings will deceive people, and the body will not.

But there are always exceptions to everything, Lin Zhi leaned back on the sofa, looking at Jing Xun who was carrying the quilt, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

Actually, give it a try, it's not very bad.

Lin Zhi could feel that he was already a little addicted.

The next morning, Lin Zhi and Jing Xun went to the hospital together, accompanied by Jing Xun's parents.

Jing Yuya was worried about her son's illness, and the doctor saw it since she was a child, and she found a lot of famous doctors at home and abroad.

After knowing that Jing Xun had a positive willingness to heal again, the couple was very happy.

Hospitalization for a week of observation, because of Lin Zhi's presence, Jing Xun readily agreed, even if he was in a very unfamiliar environment, he was not very uncomfortable.

When resistance appears, Jing Xun will get closer to Lin Weaving for a while, or paint.

Taking medication and testing on time, without the need for a doctor's advice, Jing Xun can also feel that his intermittent amnesia has reduced the frequency of attacks.

This sense of order that can control life has been very long, and Jing Xun is still slowly adapting.

He needs to keep track of the time from time to time, no longer on the hour, but when he remembers, or when he is reminded by the doctor, and then compare.

Lin Zhi and Sister Lin finished chatting about the time to go to work, and saw Jing's mother who was waiting for him to finish the phone, and said hello.

"Thank you."

Jing Yuya had a lot of things to say, but in the end, when it came to her mouth, it turned into these two words.

She could feel that Jing Xun had completely walked out of the haze, even though he still liked to stay in a familiar area and try not to go out, and he didn't like to communicate with anyone he didn't know, he still gave people a sense of gloom and coldness, but he no longer had that strong sense of self-destruction, and this change made her want to cry.

"You're welcome, it's mostly on his own."

Lin Weaving is not modest, because the designer saved himself, he was able to enter his world because of 01 and get in touch with various fragments of his personality.

It was also because of the fragment of personality itself that he was interested, so he chose to get closer.

He is not redeeming for the sake of redemption, but only because he is interested, he will not choose love if the personality fragment makes him insensitive, and if the personality fragment disgusts him, he would rather not be reborn.

After chatting with Jing's mother for a while, Lin Zhi asked about their old home.

"Where we used to live, there wasn't a very stable location, because I often performed, and his dad's place of work was often abroad, so we always changed the environment, what's wrong?"

"No, just interested in his past."

Traditionally, kitten items, which represent the fragments of personality and the symbol of the heart, are in their former home, which symbolizes good memories.

Lin Zhi thought that this time it would be the doll embroidered for him by his mother that Jing Xun had mentioned, but he didn't see it at home.

According to Jing Xun's mother, it is unlikely that these things will exist in those places where they lived for a short time, and Jing Xun's parents have always been alive and healthy, which is not quite in line with the destroyed past.

Jing Xun's mother said some interesting things about Jing Xun's past, and after receiving a work call, she said a little apologetically that she wanted to leave first.

Lin Zhi walked into the ward, and Jing Xun was in a coma because of the effect of the drug.

On the drawing board in the ward, there are drawings that he has not completed very long.

The kitten keychain is hanging from the hand of the young man in the painting, forever frozen by the paint.

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The season has unconsciously passed towards winter, and the glass windows of the hospital room are covered with a faint mist, which exudes a unique sense of dampness and coldness in the sun.

Lin Zhi watched the painting quietly, the kitten keychain on the painting was extremely cute, the plush feeling was very real, Lin Zhi vaguely remembered the feeling when he stroked it.

It turned out that he had gone into the misunderstanding, and it turned out that this symbol does not have to be associated with a certain place, but with 'beauty'.

01 said happily: [Okay, this means that this mission is about to be successfully completed again!] The host is awesome and the host is the best! 】

01 Full of confidence: [After the mission target's illness is completely cured, our redemption mission this time will be completely successful, isn't it soon?] 】

Lin Zhi: [It's hard to say. 】

He wasn't sure of the time, but as a rule of thumb, it shouldn't be long.

01 suddenly reacted: [Yes, he hasn't drawn that perfect picture yet. 】

When the symptoms are healed and the obsession dissipates, the wound will be considered completely healed!

01 asked with some curiosity: [Does the host know what perfection he wants?] 】

Lin Weaving's gaze fell on the sleeping Jing Xun's face, and he shook his head in his heart.

[I don't know.] 】

The concept of art is different from the result of logical calculations, and the definition of 'perfection' varies from individual to individual, but he believes that Jing Xun will create what he wants, but sooner or later.

Jing Xun stayed in the hospital for fourteen days, and with the doctor's approval, he was able to be discharged.

Although he has not fully recovered, the frequency has been greatly reduced, and the time period during which there will be memory gaps has also been reduced, according to the comparison of data from so many days, Jing Xun now forgets things in half a day at most, and the frequency of seizures is very low.

The doctor needs him to return to a familiar environment for testing, and of course his family will need to help him.

Lin Zhi recorded what the doctor said with a pen, and Jing Xun stood aside and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

His heart was beating excitedly, and Lin Weaving's gentleness made him can't help but indulge.

Lin Zhi put the pen and paper in his pocket and left the hospital with Jing Xun.

In fact, according to his memory, there is no need to write down with pen and paper, but he is willing to do so.

No matter what you do, you can express it, and this expression does not necessarily require words, but it needs to be receptive to the other person.

The house has not been inhabited for two weeks, and it is already a little dusty.

Jing Xun took out the cleaning tools and planned to clean up.

From now on, this is not a place where he lives alone, but a home for him and Lin Weaving.

Lin Zhi stood in front of the easels behind the sofa in the living room, which had been in the same position since the day he came, and judging by the dust in the gaps, these easels had been sitting here for a long time.

When the time is right, Lin Weaving will open it to find out, he had planned to open it a few days ago, after he and Jing Xun first visited.

But who knew that the plan couldn't catch up with the changes, Jing Xun suddenly lost his memory, and entered a state of paranoia in a state of wanting to kill himself, Lin Zhi was confused, so he didn't have time to do this.

The cloth fell, revealing the painting inside.

The dazzling red occupies the eyeballs, and the extremely bloody and strange paintings, and the human who has been torn off by the monster maintains a running posture, which makes it unbearable to look at it more.

Lin Zhi looked at several other paintings, some of which did not have large-scale bloody scenes, and the horror was hidden in the places that needed to be interpreted, grotesque and eerie.

Compared with the paintings sold in Jing Xun's exhibition, there is a little more rough and even straightforward malice, and the colors are still complex and gorgeous, with his personal characteristics.

"What do you think of the drawing?"

The cold voice behind him made Lin Zhi exhale lightly, and Jing Xun gently patted him on the back, a little sorry for scaring him.

Jing Xun was not nervous about discovering the hidden thoughts of the past, nor was he apprehensive, just like other painters who were seen in the paintings, asking for opinions.

Lin Zhi approached the comments of the paintings: "The paintings are good, and the details are also very good." ”

Skin tissue, blood flow, minced meat pulled by gravity, I have to say that these paintings are also artistic, just very niche.

"If you had sold these paintings in the exhibition, you would have been branded a madman and a darling of niche enthusiasts, but you are already a highly regarded genius."

Listening to Lin Zhi's comments and opinions, Jing Xun was a little embarrassed.

"These paintings aren't good enough."