Chapter 53: A New Storm Has Already Appeared

Now that things had developed to this point, it seemed like life would not stir up any more waves.

The family members who did not agree with Meng Weiyu and Shen Zhoudu’s marriage still did not agree.

As for company work, Meng Weiyu could already handle most of it.

As for his relationship with Shen Zhoudu, the biggest problem of all, it was no longer much of a problem now.

Meng Weiyu no longer rejected seeing a psychologist. When Shen Zhoudu suggested going for a follow-up check, he agreed immediately.

“Well done.” Shen Zhoudu touched Meng Weiyu’s head, his praising tone like he was coaxing a student who had finished his homework on time.

Meng Weiyu raised his head with a half-smile and looked at Shen Zhoudu standing behind him.

It was undeniable that Meng Weiyu was childish in every aspect, but there was one thing: his standards for rewards and punishments were very strict. In his heart, Shen Zhoudu’s behavior of trying to tame him was very low-level. Although sometimes he was quite happy about it, because at the age when he should have been a child, he had not been spoiled without limits like this. But Shen Zhoudu was really too bad at assigning reward levels.

Meng Weiyu ate potato chips, licked his finger, and decided to give Shen Zhoudu a simple demonstration of the specific operation.

So Meng Weiyu handed the half-eaten bag of chips to Shen Zhoudu and demanded, “Help me put this away. I want to eat it later.”

“What’s wrong? How rare.” Shen Zhoudu took the chips and, according to his own method, folded the opening of the bag and casually placed it on the table.

This was a very simple thing. Meng Weiyu could clearly do it himself.

“Well done, Zhoudu.” Meng Weiyu narrowed his eyes and imitated Shen Zhoudu’s previous tone, giving him the first level of praise.

Shen Zhoudu raised an eyebrow. In fact, he had already started to sense that something was wrong.

“Hand.” Meng Weiyu stretched out the fingers that had gotten oily from eating chips.

“Are you a child?” Shen Zhoudu complained, then pulled out a tissue and wiped his fingers clean for him.

After Shen Zhoudu finished this, Meng Weiyu used his other hand to lightly pat Shen Zhoudu’s tailbone. He actually wanted to pat his butt more, but a sliver of remaining integrity made his hand endure it and not move downward.

“I’m overwhelmed by favor.” Shen Zhoudu knew that although Meng Weiyu could accept some contact between them, it seemed limited to interactions above the waist.

“If you can now help me take my jelly from the fridge, pour milk over it, and then hand it to me, I would be even more grateful.” Meng Weiyu had nothing to do, so he wanted to eat snacks.

Shen Zhoudu did not argue with him. He walked to the fridge and, following his instructions, handed him the jelly in a cup. In a procedural voice, he said, “Sir, please enjoy your meal.”

“Baby, well done.” When Meng Weiyu took the cup, he pulled down Shen Zhoudu’s collar, forced him to bend down, and kissed his cheek.

Shen Zhoudu’s eyes instantly widened. He touched his own face and looked at Meng Weiyu.

Meng Weiyu smiled cheerfully. For the first time, he discovered that a person’s eyes could interpret the phrase “a heart blooming with joy” so clearly.

Shen Zhoudu silently sat down beside Meng Weiyu and squeezed closer to him.

“It’s hot.” Although the air conditioner was on indoors, it was summer, and skin sticking to skin really made people feel explosive.

“Kiss my mouth.” Shen Zhoudu anxiously looked at the side of his face and directly demanded it.

Meng Weiyu glanced sideways at him and said, “Dream on.”

“What else do you want?” Shen Zhoudu understood his meaning. If he wanted to gain something, he had to put in the corresponding effort.

“Cough.” Meng Weiyu had nothing else he wanted. He had just eaten a bowl of noodles, then half a bag of chips, plus the jelly in his hand. If he kept eating, he would not need lunch later. “Wait.”

Shen Zhoudu could not resist squeezing closer to him.

Meng Weiyu did not move away and only reminded him coldly, “If you come any closer, you’ll be sitting directly on me.”

Could Shen Zhoudu not maintain that cold image he often showed outsiders in front of him for just a little longer?

“I miss how you used to ignore me.” Meng Weiyu sighed.

“I can do that now too, if you want.” Shen Zhoudu had a successful set of experience in pretending to be himself.

Meng Weiyu thought for a moment, but still decided to forget it. He said, “If you want to be cold to me, then you have to keep that attitude from beginning to end. Changing halfway through would feel weird.”

“Didn’t I change my attitude toward you halfway through?” Shen Zhoudu pushed up his glasses.

“Mm.” Meng Weiyu could not explain what exactly felt wrong, but he just did not want Shen Zhoudu to do that. “Because your change from not liking me to liking me had a process. My ability to adapt is excellent, so I don’t find it strange. But if you suddenly change your attitude toward me now, I’ll feel unused to it. Just like when I only had my seventeen-year-old memories before. So, if you want to treat me badly, you also have to do it gradually. You can’t let me notice.”

Shen Zhoudu narrowed his eyes. After seriously considering Meng Weiyu’s request, he honestly informed him, “That’s a little troublesome.”

“That’s how it is.” Meng Weiyu ate his jelly.

“If only I had your ability to turn hostile whenever you say you will.” Shen Zhoudu’s tone gradually changed, becoming sarcastic.

“That kind of ability is not something you can envy.” Meng Weiyu was not affected at all. Instead, he shamelessly praised himself.

Shen Zhoudu stared at his face.

“Stop looking at me.” Such words coming out of Meng Weiyu’s mouth were truly rare. He was narcissistic to a certain degree and was never stingy about displaying his beauty. Forget someone only wanting to look once, even if someone stared fixedly at him, he would not react at all.

“There’s just something I want to tell you.” Shen Zhoudu smiled.

To cover up that something was wrong with him, Meng Weiyu deliberately made noise while eating jelly.

“You actually don’t often call me baby,” Shen Zhoudu said.

“That’s how the contact note is written.” How would Meng Weiyu know what terms he and Shen Zhoudu used before he lost his memory?

“You do call me that.” He was saying not often.

“What do you want?” Meng Weiyu said directly. “Calling you husband is out of the question.”

Shen Zhoudu pursed his lips, his gaze changing from affection to resentment.

“Speaking of which.” Meng Weiyu changed the topic. “I’ve read some of our chat history. Why did I still call you gege? You’re clearly the same age as me.”

“You liked it, so you called me that. There was no special reason.”

“I won’t call you that either,” Meng Weiyu said decisively.

“Tsk.” Since he could not gain even the slightest advantage, Shen Zhoudu stopped communicating with him and got up to leave.

“Where are you going?” Meng Weiyu called out curiously.

“To have someone change the sheets. They’re full of the smell of alcohol.”

Meng Weiyu had a disgusting hypothetical question. He asked Shen Zhoudu, “If I drank too much, had just thrown up, and then wanted to kiss you, what would you do?”

Shen Zhoudu’s voice disappeared.

“Hey!” How dare he play dead at a time like this!

To skip half a day of work, Meng Weiyu specifically made an appointment with the psychologist on a workday morning.

Because the appointment he made was too late, Shen Zhoudu could not send him to the hospital and could only ask Lin Xiao to come pick him up.

“If anything happens, call me.” Before Shen Zhoudu left, he greeted Meng Weiyu, who had already woken up. “Also, don’t stay in bed and go back to sleep.”

Meng Weiyu looked at him dazedly and mumbled unclearly, “What baby is this? Clearly, you’re an old mother. Is there a younger and more energetic target who can come out and seduce me?”

“Stop dreaming.” Shen Zhoudu, as always, firmly delivered his statement, then hurriedly went out.

“Bye-bye.” Meng Weiyu planned to lie back under the covers.

Shen Zhoudu had already walked out the room door. After hearing Meng Weiyu’s voice, he once again walked back. His hand pressed on the blanket, and he lowered his head to kiss Meng Weiyu’s cheek. “Bye-bye.”

“Wu.” Meng Weiyu made a sound of being harassed. He did not believe that he would really become the kind of person who was so clingy with someone else.

Because he still needed to go to work later, after Meng Weiyu got up, he still dressed properly and went out.

“I’ve only had a few days of university-play memories, and in an instant, I’m about to become a corporate slave.” Meng Weiyu unwillingly pulled up his pants.

He avoided the traffic peak, and the car reached the hospital entrance smoothly.

The psychologist receiving him was still the same one from before, a kind-looking middle-aged man who seemed a little dazed.

“Mr. Meng, how have you been recently?” The doctor was full of curiosity about him. Besides the fact that Meng Weiyu’s symptoms were rare and made him want to understand them further, there was another reason. Someone as dazzling as Meng Weiyu seemed open and upright, but in reality, there were many secrets and worries hidden in his heart. He said nothing, pressing all his major secrets into a treasure box. This made the person holding the box full of a desire that made others want to investigate him.

“I remembered the next three years of memories.” Meng Weiyu sat on the soft sofa, his elbow propped on the armrest, his fingers supporting his cheek. He looked out the window, not caring much about seeing the doctor.

“Was there a trigger?” the doctor asked.

“I was angered into it.” When Meng Weiyu thought of that night, he still could not help laughing from anger. “You know I’m married, right? My partner said he wanted to divorce me. I got so angry that maybe because I was too furious all at once, I remembered some things.”

This was the first time the doctor had heard of someone recovering memories from being angered. He said, “That must have been a very serious mental shock.”

“A little.” Meng Weiyu did not deny it. “And the reason I came to you, Doctor, is because I have some guesses about the cause of my memory loss.”

“Oh?” The doctor looked at him with great interest.

“When I was angered, the final image I remembered…” As Meng Weiyu spoke, his hand could not help gesturing along. “It was when I was twenty. My father, who had disappeared for several years, suddenly appeared in front of me and my grandfather. It turned out he wanted to return to the family and inherit the property. To persuade Grandpa, he even said he had a son and a daughter outside. He probably thought that after Grandpa heard he had many descendants, he would consider it or directly accept him.”

At that time, Meng Weiyu was clearly sitting right beside Meng Yichuan, yet his father had not looked at him even once, as if he did not exist at all.

“My son is already dead. I said it back then: if you leave, then from then on, we will have no relationship.” Meng Yichuan was far colder than Meng Qinggu had imagined. “I only have one grandson. Leave.”

Meng Weiyu felt that the stupidest thing he had ever done in his life was feeling sympathy and sending Meng Qinggu out.

Before Meng Qinggu left, he looked at the bright and glamorous Meng Weiyu and said something vicious to his own son. “It would have been good if there had never been you.”

If there had been no Meng Weiyu, then no matter how unwilling Meng Yichuan was, he could only accept his new family.

“Dad now thinks that since he has you, it doesn’t matter whether I exist or not, right?” Meng Qinggu smiled mockingly.

Meng Weiyu, who had originally wanted to ease their relationship, froze.

The look Meng Qinggu gave him was not even as good as the look one gave a stranger.

Because ordinary people would not have such overwhelming hatred for a stranger.

“Whatever. Grandpa doesn’t need you.” Meng Weiyu used a heartless and teasing tone to hide his sadness. “I also don’t need a father who cheated when I was three. I’m sending you out alone now just to tell you directly: stop targeting the family. Go live your own life. This is what you chose.”

“How impressive.” Meng Qinggu turned and left without hesitation.

Meng Weiyu watched his leaving back and pressed his lips together, stopping himself from crying.

How strange. He clearly had never done anything wrong to him, so why did he have to hate him like this?

Summer rain fell.

Meng Weiyu left the Meng family mansion and was trapped in an unfamiliar mall.

He crouched under the eaves and watched the heavy rain, licking the ice cream in his hand. He actually did not know what kind of mood he should use to face all of this.

At that moment, his phone rang.

Meng Weiyu originally wanted to hang up casually. He was in no mood to talk to anyone.

But the caller was Shen Zhoudu.

Meng Weiyu looked at the phone screen, thought for a moment, and did not hang up immediately. Shen Zhoudu was very patient. Even if Meng Weiyu did not answer the call right away, he would still patiently wait until the phone told him the line was busy before giving up on contacting Meng Weiyu.

It was almost time.

Meng Weiyu knew clearly that Shen Zhoudu was not a difficult person. So if he did not answer before the call automatically ended, Shen Zhoudu would most likely not call again today.

It was hard to say what kind of mentality it came from, but Meng Weiyu answered the call in the final two seconds.

“Meng Weiyu.” Shen Zhoudu always spoke directly about matters and had no habit of exchanging pleasantries. “My mother brought me a big bag of fresh seafood. Do you have plans tonight? If you’re interested, do you want to come to my apartment and eat a seafood feast together?”

“Mm…” Meng Weiyu stood up. After eating the final bite of the ice cream in his hand, he kicked at the rain falling from the eaves with his slippered foot.

“What does mm mean?” Shen Zhoudu found it funny, not understanding his meaning.

“It means…” Meng Weiyu’s voice could not help carrying a crying tone.

“Meng Weiyu?” Shen Zhoudu began to feel that something was wrong.

“If you buy me a drink… mm…” Meng Weiyu did not know what he should say.

“I’ll buy it for you. Where are you now?” From Shen Zhoudu’s side, there came the sound of hurried footsteps. Then a door closed. He had left the apartment.

“I’m not familiar with this place. There’s a park next to it.”

“…” Shen Zhoudu was made silent by him.

“Forget it. I’ll go find you next time.” Meng Weiyu kicked the rainwater again.

“Do you know there’s something on phones called location?” Shen Zhoudu patiently communicated with him. “Send me your location address. I’ll drive over to pick you up.”

Meng Weiyu honestly said, “My brain has cleared up a little now. You still don’t need to come over…”

“I’m going to drive. Hurry and send the address over.” After saying that, Shen Zhoudu hung up.

Meng Weiyu struggled for a few seconds, but in the end, he still sent his location to Shen Zhoudu.

Actually, where he was now was quite far from Shen Zhoudu’s apartment. If Shen Zhoudu saw the location and did not come find him, that would be very normal. He could completely understand. He definitely would not blame Shen Zhoudu, and it would not affect their friendship.

Petty Meng Weiyu sent the message, then stared tightly at his phone while doing his own mental preparation work.

Shen Zhoudu: It’s a little far.

Shen Zhoudu: It’ll take some time.

Shen Zhoudu: It looks like the rain over there is very heavy. Wait for me inside the mall first. Come out after you see my message.

Meng Weiyu pressed his lips together and continued crouching under the eaves, waiting with a patience that surpassed his personality.

Almost an hour passed. A familiar car appeared in Meng Weiyu’s line of sight.

Meng Weiyu’s eyes instantly widened, reflecting the mall’s bright lights.

The car could not drive directly inside, so Shen Zhoudu could only park beside the park and open a long-handled black umbrella. Only after getting out of the car did he remember to call Meng Weiyu.

There was no need.

As soon as he looked up, he discovered Meng Weiyu leaving the eaves, rushing into the heavy rain, and running toward him.

Shen Zhoudu froze.

Meng Weiyu had always loved looking good. This time, he cried until tears streamed down his face, and the rain pressed down his carefully styled hair.

So ugly.

“Shen Zhoudu!” Meng Weiyu was a complete mess as he rushed toward him and hugged his neck all at once.

Shen Zhoudu was hit by him until his body swayed, and the umbrella above them trembled with it.

That was a thunderstorm day.

After recounting this memory, Meng Weiyu discovered a pattern. “I think the key point of my amnesia is related to my parents.”

“How so?” The doctor was immersed in the unbelievably romantic love story Meng Weiyu had told.

“When I lost my memory before, the final image I remembered was the day my parents argued. They accidentally pushed me down, and my head was hit.” Meng Weiyu was only guessing, so he needed a professional doctor to judge whether his guess was correct. “In the car accident, I hit my head and was also impacted. It’s probably because what happened in the car accident was something hitting my head, which connected to the memory of my head hitting the table when I was seventeen.”

That was why his memory had stopped on that day at the beginning.

“That’s very possible!” The doctor suddenly understood.

“Every time I recover memories, it has to be accompanied by mental shock before I remember the corresponding past memories.” For example, the experience on the thunderstorm day and Shen Zhoudu’s embrace were the elements of his first memory recovery.

“Every time?” The doctor sharply caught this phrase. “You had a second memory recovery?”

Meng Weiyu almost spat blood at his question.

“Don’t worry. We are professionals. We won’t disclose a patient’s privacy.” The doctor was selfless and upright.

Meng Weiyu glanced at him, then hesitantly said, “I inexplicably remembered being forcefully kissed by someone.”

“Mr. Shen?” the doctor guessed as if it were natural.

“Why would you think that?” Meng Weiyu himself did not even dare to be certain.

“Because if your parents are the reason that triggered your amnesia,” the doctor said, entirely based on Meng Weiyu’s narration, offering a reasonable guess, “then Mr. Shen is the key that makes you remember.”

“You’re a doctor. Don’t talk like a novelist,” Meng Weiyu complained.

“Sorry. I became overly immersed in your love story.” The doctor smiled apologetically.

“Is this a love story?” Meng Weiyu showed an innocent expression.

The doctor nodded firmly and said, “A very romantic love story.”

Meng Weiyu pursed his lips and thought inwardly: if one used “love story” as the conclusion, then traced back the details of how the two of them got along and then talked about the rainy reunion, it really was unbelievably romantic.

The doctor chatted with Meng Weiyu a little longer. Originally, he wanted to collect more information about his condition, but he unexpectedly gained some additional findings.

Perhaps Meng Weiyu’s personality was far worse than he outwardly displayed.

After finishing the conversation with the doctor, it was almost lunchtime. Meng Weiyu contacted Lin Xiao to come pick him up. During this gap in time, he sat on the waiting sofa outside, casually picked up a newspaper, and read the news.

“Line 5 broke down today. It’s suspended at noon. If you need to take that subway line, it’s best to consider changing routes.” A gentle voice entered Meng Weiyu’s ears.

Meng Weiyu uncontrollably turned his head to look at the person speaking.

Sitting beside Meng Weiyu was a man who was clearly a few years younger. He was dressed like the current young people, wearing a white printed short-sleeved shirt and comfortable cargo pants. The outfit was very plain, but his face was dazzling. Generally, young people in their early twenties still had not shed their immaturity and looked like reckless youths, but his eyes showed premature maturity.

Seeing Meng Weiyu staring at him, the young man’s lips curved upward. He pointed at the reverse side of the newspaper and told him, “Look, it’s written here.”

“I’m not reading it.” When Meng Weiyu put on a cold attitude, he could be even harder to approach than Shen Zhoudu, because he did not have the slightest bit of empathy. “Because I don’t need to take the subway.”

“I guessed so.” Meng Weiyu was dressed simply without losing style. He looked not only rich, but also like someone from an extraordinary wealthy background.

After the brief exchange, Meng Weiyu turned his face away and continued reading the newspaper. Judging from his appearance, he had no intention of paying attention to him.

“Do you know?” The young man spoke to himself. “There is data showing that in special sexual relationships, masochists often come from wealthy families and were themselves subjected to extraordinary restraints in their families of origin. When such children grow up, they easily accept pain. They pursue unhealthy romantic relationships and are especially prone to liking people who seem like they will make them suffer and feel anxious. Because for this kind of person, anxiety and pleasure intertwine and catalyze each other.”

Meng Weiyu held the newspaper with both hands. His head did not move, but his eyes turned in that direction.

“And sadists need the skill to control both their body and mind. If one does not understand that cruelty is what masochists pursue, then they cannot give them satisfaction. I once encountered a case where a hired sadist, while tormenting his client, let him off because the client’s begging was too miserable. In the end, the client complained about him afterward because he was not a qualified master.”

“Are you a psychologist?” Meng Weiyu asked. Someone appearing here was most likely either a doctor or a client. According to his narrow view, such a thick-skinned child could not possibly have any major psychological problems.

“I’m a fresh graduate here for internship. Hello, Mr. Meng.” The young man had come to strike up a conversation because he knew him. “Are you still playing psychological control games?”

“Oh~” Meng Weiyu’s gaze did not leave the newspaper even once. He only made a meaningful, unclear sound.

“I’ve always wanted to meet you,” he said. “My name is Wei Ziling.”

Meng Weiyu folded the newspaper, a brilliant smile on his face. He had no choice but to sigh inwardly:

My damned charm.