She lives in her own home, and no matter which year's memories she recovers, they will not feel unfamiliar to her.
It would be hard to say if they went back to their old villa. What if Xi Jia woke up one morning and thought it was a one-night stand... that would affect her mood.
Xi Yelan was overjoyed: "There were already rooms for you two at home. You and Jiajia can stay on the third floor, which will be enough for you to work and exercise."
After thinking for a moment, she decided: "Qingyuan and Qingshi should both go home to stay for a while. It will be easier to take care of Jiajia if there are more people around."
Ji Zhenghe agreed.
Ji Qingshi had no objections. He and his older brother moved out to live separately after they came of age, neither of them wanting to be nagged by their parents at home.
The lively atmosphere of a family living together was only experienced in my childhood.
He could hardly remember those days anymore. Suddenly, he felt a strong sense of nostalgia.
Xi Yelan said to Ji Qingshi, "Your older brother can use the second floor. You can live on the first floor with us. You can have the second bedroom, and the guest bedroom on the first floor will be converted into your study."
Ji Qingshi: "..."
The second and third floors have studies, gyms, and home theaters, but he not only lacks these, he also had to convert a guest bedroom into a small study.
Why is he bad at dating? Why does he have a slightly scummy personality? It's probably due to family reasons.
My phone vibrated. Mo Yushen had sent me a link to an article titled 'A scumbag will find a thousand excuses for his scumbag behavior.'
...
Xi Jia slept until evening and woke up naturally.
After the initial excitement wore off, my mindset gradually calmed down.
Her current goal is to remember Cucu and his phone number without relying on a notebook or a photocopy of his ID.
Even after sleeping for several hours, Xi Jia hadn't forgotten about the photo of her and Zhou Mingqian. "Honey, have you finished editing the photo?"
Mo Yushen stared at her. "What photo?"
Xi Jia: "You forgot that picture of me and my idol?"
I haven't forgotten.
I was just surprised that she still remembered to edit the photos even after six hours.
Her memory span began to lengthen.
Mo Yushen was in a good mood and didn't mind Zhou Mingqian's face. He focused on retouching the photos, restoring the distorted images from the previous edits and re-editing them.
Xi Jia stayed by Mo Yushen's side. With nothing to do, she turned on her music player and listened to some songs. She hadn't been able to hear any sound properly for seven or eight months, and she really missed music.
As the music began to play, Mo Yushen turned his head and asked, "Do you still remember this song?"
Xi Jia shook her head, her eyes filled with confusion, and asked him, "Does it have any special meaning?"
I suppose so. It's the theme song for "The Rest of My Life." Afraid she'd overthink it and get a headache, Mo Yushen didn't say much, offering a convenient excuse: "It's a TV series starring your idol, Zhou Mingqian."
No wonder, that explains why she liked the song title at first sight.
Xi Jia: "Then hurry up and edit the photo, I need to post it on Weibo."
Mo Yushen stopped editing the photo and advised her, "If you post a photo of you two together, Zhou Mingqian's fans will mistakenly think you're dating."
How could that be?
Mo Yushen: "You're good-looking, that's why."
Xi Jia rested her chin on her hand, staring at the photo on the screen. The assistant had good photography skills; there was an osmanthus tree in the background, and the background was beautiful, making it look like a touristy photo.
She nodded seriously: "Then I won't post it on Weibo. I'll keep it for myself."
Once Mo Yushen calmed down, he continued editing the photos, trying his best to avoid distortion.
Xi Jia leaned against Mo Yushen, playing on her phone. She hadn't updated her Weibo in a while, but today, on a whim, she posted a status update: "[Vinegar.]"
Xi Jia now has over 30 million followers on Weibo. Her two-word posts instantly garner countless comments and likes.
Zhou Mingqian also received a notification. Xi Jia was on his special watchlist. The main cast and crew of the drama "The Rest of My Life" were also on his special watchlist.
Including Yu An.
Yu An noticed something was amiss when Zhou Mingqian followed her and added her to his special contacts.
The boss wanted to get attention from Sister Xi Jia, so he used the main cast and crew of their production team as a cover.
Zhou Mingqian stared at the two characters, completely bewildered. After looking at them for a while, she didn't dwell on it; her thought process was so normal that she could send him his name any day now.
Yu An knocked on the door and came in.
Zhou Mingqian came to the company for a meeting today. After the meeting, he didn't leave immediately and stayed in the office for a while.
When Yu An came in, she saw Zhou Mingqian staring at his phone. Without a doubt, Zhou Mingqian was looking at Xi Jia's Weibo post, which she had just left a comment on and liked. She had also posted a Weibo message: "I hope my birthday wish will come true."
"Director Zhou."
"Hmm." Zhou Mingqian didn't even look up.
Yu An reminded him, "Director Zhou, it's time to take your stomach medicine."
Zhou Mingqian looked up. Yu An only had her phone in her hand; there was no medicine or water. "Where's the medicine?"
Yu An handed his phone screen to Zhou Mingqian, "Director Zhou, this medicine, just look at it for thirty seconds every day, and it'll cure all diseases. Sister Xi Jia is your fan, you're so lucky."
On the screen was a photo of him and Xi Jia at the hospital.
Zhou Mingqian: "...Yu An, you'll be happy the day you drive me crazy. The director's position will be yours too."
Chapter Seventy-One
On the day Xi Jia was discharged from the hospital, her older brother Ji Qingyuan also came to pick her up.
Ji Qingyuan went straight to the hospital after getting off the plane, and was stuck in traffic for more than an hour.
Thankfully, I made it in time.
Outside the CT scan room, Mo Yushen and Ji Qingshi waited for Xi Jia. This was Xi Jia's last check-up before discharge. The various tests alone took almost two hours that morning.
Mo Yushen was surprised that Ji Qingyuan would come. "Big brother."
Ji Qingyuan nodded and asked, "How is Jia today?"
Mo Yushen: "That's right."
The two chatted about Xi Jia's health over the past two days, as seriously as if they were discussing a project plan in a meeting. Ji Qingshi couldn't get a word in edgewise.
Ji Qingshi stood with his hands in his pockets, looking at the CT room door, glancing occasionally at the two people beside him. Mo Yushen seemed to have never called him "Second Brother."
He wondered if, that night, the person who accompanied Jiajia to wait for Mo Yushen at the window was his older brother, would Mo Yushen have shone a flashlight on his older brother's face?
After Xi Jia finished her CT scan, the door over there opened.
Seeing that her older brother had also arrived, Xi Jia excitedly ran over.
Mo Yushen thought Xi Jia was heading straight for him, so he opened his arms.
"Big brother, what brings you here?"
"The flight wasn't delayed, and I made it just in time to pick you up." Ji Qingyuan hugged Xi Jia; she was much thinner than before, and he could lift her up with just one arm.
Mo Yu glanced sideways and awkwardly lowered his arm.
Ji Qingshi turned his face away, a smile playing on his lips.
Just as he was gloating, Ji Qingshi received a message from Ye Qiu: [Are you free? Let's meet tonight.]
Ji Qingshi was taken aback, and only after reading it twice was he certain that he hadn't misread it. Ye Qiu had asked him to meet.
He immediately replied: "No rush. You decide on the restaurant. What would you like to eat?"
Ye Qiu: [Let's go to your restaurant, clear it out, I don't want to be photographed.]
Upon seeing the following sentence, Ji Qingshi's faint smile vanished without a trace.
He instructed the restaurant manager to close to the public that night.
Today, Xi Jia was discharged from the hospital, but his joy was greatly diminished by Ye Qiu's news.
For some reason, he always felt that this meal was either a trap or his last supper.
Hopefully, he's just worrying unnecessarily.
"Second Brother," Xi Jia called out to him.
Ji Qingshi snapped out of his daze; the three of them had already reached the corner. He took a step forward and followed.
Ji Qingshi was absent-minded all morning.
When he got home, he sat in the living room and watched the news for a while, then dealt with a few emails. It was the weekend, so he didn't have much work to do.
After lunch, Xi Jia went upstairs to take a nap. The rest of the family discussed the precautions after she took her medicine in the living room. Only Ji Qingshi seemed to be listening attentively, but he would occasionally drift off into thought.
Ji Qingyuan suggested that during Xi Jia's memory recovery period while she was taking medication, they should not give her any external interference, nor should they let her take notes; everything should be left to nature.
Xi Yelan: "If Jiajia doesn't take notes, she won't remember Yu Shen."
Ji Qingyuan: "If you can't remember, then don't remember for now. I think it's better for Yu Shen not to live with Jia Jia. If she wakes up one morning and is particularly averse to having someone around her, it will cause her psychological trauma and will not be good for her recovery."
He explained in detail: "As Jiajia regains her memory, her personality and thoughts may gradually revert to what they were before. She's acting like a child now, not because her personality has changed, but because she has no memory, her behavior and reactions are naturally childlike."
Ji Qingyuan paused, then looked at Mo Yushen: "This is just my personal opinion. We respect your final decision."
Mo Yushen considered it carefully for a moment, then said, "I'll do as you say."
If he continues to show Xi Jia videos, photos, and so many notes related to him every day, it will unconsciously affect the recovery of her normal memory, causing her additional psychological and memory burden.
Ji Qingyuan: "I hired a professional medical rehabilitation team for Jia. During her treatment, they secretly followed her, observed her at all times, and recorded her condition."
He reminded Mo Yushen: "Change Jiajia's phone, restore her contacts to what they were before she lost her memory, and delete anything that shouldn't be in her notebook."
Mo Yushen: "Then I'll move to the first floor."
Ji Qingyuan: "There are many rooms on the second floor, so you can stay there. If Jiajia asks you, just say you are my friend, from out of town, and staying here temporarily."
Anyway, her memory isn't long, and she forgot it the next day.
The family meeting ended. Mo Yushen went upstairs to pack his luggage; he would be moving downstairs tomorrow.