"Good." First he took off my clothes, then he took off my sheets, and then he rang the call bell.

When the nurse came, she changed my sheets and pajamas.

Then he took my dirty pants to the bathroom to clean.

"Ah Chen, lose it. Don't wash it any more. Didn't you buy a lot today?" I said to him behind his back.

"Oh." He Oh voice, back to me smile, "usually I'm used to saving, I don't remember, right, throw it away."

Then he really threw it into the bag in the bathroom.

After all this, he went to the bathroom to take a bath.

Listen to the sound of the water, I not only secretly feel funny.

When he came out of the shower, he began to clean up another big bag.

He took out a lot of books from it and put them on the bedside table. There were several storybooks and some books like computers.

Then he took a light laptop out of the bag.

"Nini, are you tired? If you're not tired, I'll read you some stories. " He sat down in my chair in front of my bed with a book and looked at me with clear eyes.

"I'm not tired. You should be tired. Would you like to have a rest first?" Considering that I have to be taken care of at night, this ward is a double bed. Now I look at the opposite bed and say.

"It's nothing to be tired of. I'm a man." He replied disapprovingly.

After answering, he took out two storybooks and said to me, "these two books are all foreign masterpieces written by two sisters. One is Jane Eyre and the other is Wuthering Heights. Which one do you want to read?"

"Whatever. Jane likes it." I listened to Jane Eyre's simple title and said it casually.

"Well, Wuthering Heights is more difficult to understand than Jane Eyre. Jane Eyre is easy to understand." He laughed, opened the cover and began to read for me.

To tell you the truth, it's really hard for me to lie in bed alone, and I'm very active. I've been lying in bed like this for several days.

But for Wu Ziyun's company, I really don't know how to pass these days.

In this way, he would read me story books and news every day.

When I was in the best condition, I would take out some sophomore courses to explain to me. He had a clear idea, spoke very well and was very easy to understand.

I just know why Jing Jiajia was admitted to Peking University under his guidance.

If he wants to be a teacher, I think he will be the best one.

But his interest is obviously not to be a teacher.

These days, while teaching me, he turns on his laptop and is busy from time to time.

I quietly lying in bed, see him next to me, fingers on the laptop like flying jump, that posture is really beautiful, very fascinating.

When he concentrated on working on the computer, that appearance made my heart palpitate even more.

I don't know what he is busy with on the computer. Sometimes he occasionally sees a series of numbers and English letters, as well as some difficult symbols.

I'm not good at computer by nature, and I don't know whether he is programming or playing with other things. In a word, in the first week we got along, it was very pleasant and tacit.

What makes me feel most comfortable is that one week after I returned to city a, no relatives or friends came to see me or disturb me, even my three younger brothers did not come.

During the day, only Wu Ziyun accompanied me to relieve my boredom, which was completely a free space for the two of us.

In the evening, my mom or dad will take turns to sleep with me and take care of me. In fact, I love my parents very much. They are really busy during the day. Sometimes they get a call from the company in the middle of the night. My mother, in particular, demands perfection in everything she does, which is even more so in her work. In this way, she will be very tired,

I really can't bear them to come to accompany me at night, but they strongly disagree. At least they should let me sit in a wheelchair before they can rest assured.

I had no choice but to let them go.

A week later, I can finally sit up, which is a very happy thing for me. It means that I can sit in a wheelchair, and then Wu Ziyun can push me around the garden.

Therefore, my happiness is imaginable.

These days, every night after 8 o'clock, my parents will come to sleep with me on time, take care of my baby daughter, and they will leave at 6 o'clock in the morning.

My biological clock is used to this kind of good life pattern, so I woke up early this morning.

When I woke up, I looked at the wall clock hanging on the wall. It was only half past six.

Although my cervical vertebra still has some pain, I can rotate freely.

I turned my head slightly and saw that the bed beside me was empty.

My father was with me last night. It seems that he has left.

When I closed my eyes and was about to have a rest, my father's voice came from the corridor: "Professor Cheng, how is my daughter's brain injury recovering now? When will she be able to recover her memory? " Just listen to Professor Cheng whispered: "Mr. Xu, you can rest assured that your daughter's head lump has disappeared, congestion has been absorbed very well, so far it has recovered well, as for when the memory can recover, it depends on her own condition, I think it should be soon, don't worry, everything will be better."