novelhk Chapter 128 Changing Roommates
Chapter 128 Changing Roommates
He Jinqiu looked at Mu Yuanming.
Mu Yuanming also turned his gaze to him. He seemed not to understand why He Jinqiu was looking at him like that, and after a long while, he asked, "Why are you staring at me?"
“You stole his roommate, how could he not be anxious?” He Jingtang said.
Ning Xinian remained silent. He felt that He Jingtang's tone was strange, more like his wife had been stolen than his roommate.
"I see." Mu Yuanming said somewhat embarrassedly, "But I am only familiar with Yan Xun, and I do need someone to take care of me."
He looked at He Jinqiu and said, "You shouldn't mind, right?"
"How cunning!" He Jingtang and Ning Xinian thought at the same time.
Both of them suspected that Mu Yuanming hadn't lost his memory at all, but they also felt that there was no reason for him to pretend like this.
Yan Xun didn't really care who he lived with—he wasn't that familiar with any of them anyway—he brought the black cat into the ward, and the other members looked at it curiously, wondering how such a small cat had managed to climb up there.
Yan Xun held the black cat and observed He Jinqiu's expression. He saw that He Jinqiu only glanced at him a few times before looking away.
Mu Yuanming's injury looked frightening, but after examination, it was found that he was ready to be discharged from the hospital. However, his arm still needed to rest, and he walked with a limp, requiring assistance.
The little black cat slipped out of Yan Xun's arms and disappeared in a flash as they left the hospital.
……
He Jingtang patted Yan Xun on the shoulder, "If he lays a hand on you, tell me and I'll beat him up for you."
Yan Xun didn't know whether He Jingtang simply wanted to get rid of Mu Yuanming or was playing the good Samaritan.
Their two bedrooms were decorated in a similar style. Yan Xun watched as He Jingtang quickly changed the bedding, and then looked at Mu Yuanming sitting on his bed looking around. He felt that He Jingtang was more suitable to take care of people than he was.
He Jingtang, in particular, seemed to have some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He insisted on making sure the sheets and blankets were perfectly smooth without a single wrinkle before he would show a triumphant smile.
“You’ll sleep here,” He Jingtang said.
"I always change the sheets; they're absolutely clean."
“You can use my things as you like.” He Jingtang pointed to the messy things in his area and said, “The clothes too, you can wear whatever you want.”
This was Yan Xun's first time in He Jingtang and Mu Yuanming's bedroom. He glanced at the notebook He Jingtang had placed on the table. It was full of fragmented thoughts and rhymes, and it looked like lyrics written by the other party.
Of course, there are also some numbers and symbols whose meanings are unclear.
Seeing Yan Xun scrutinizing him, He Jingtang was a little embarrassed. "I usually write down my inspirations like this."
"Others won't understand it."
"This way, our ideas won't be stolen."
Yan Xun didn't know who He Jingtang was referring to as the person who stole the idea—after all, his roommate Mu Yuanming was the dance lead in the group and wasn't really responsible for songwriting.
“There shouldn’t be anything else.” He Jingtang looked around the dormitory a few more times, then took the notebook that Yan Xun had just been looking at. He seemed worried that Yan Xun would misunderstand, and added, “I’m used to it. I can’t write in any other notebook.”
As he was about to leave his dormitory, he saw Mu Yuanming sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, so he went over and warned him.
"You better not be faking it."
Mu Yuanming looked up at him for a while.
"Ning Xinian?"
"I think you're really doing this on purpose," He Jingtang said suspiciously.
But when he thought of Song Baiyuan saying that Mu Yuanming needed to rest, he could only curse Mu Yuanming three times in his heart in annoyance. He then gave Yan Xun a look that said, "Tell me if you have any problems," before reluctantly leaving.
It's as if he's not going to the next room, but to the other side of the world.
Yan Xun pulled out a chair next to the table and sat down, while Mu Yuanming was still looking around, seemingly unfamiliar with the dormitory as well.
Yan Xun looked at him for a while, "Don't you have any doubts?"
"What do you suspect?" Mu Yuanming asked.
“For example, these are all fake.” Yan Xun sat back in the chair, her cheek resting against the back of the chair as she looked at him. “We are all liars.”
"Probably not," Mu Yuanming said. "That manager showed me our group's music video and concert footage... I never expected I'd be a dancer." He glanced at the cast on his arm. "If this was a prank, the price is too high."
"Can you help me up?" Mu Yuanming asked. "I want to lie down in bed."
Yan Xun stood up and walked to Mu Yuanming's side. "How should I help him?"
"Just let me put my arm around your shoulder." Mu Yuanming stretched out his unaffected arm and put it on Yan Xun's shoulder.
Yan Xun knew he was faking it, but it would take much longer to expose his act than to lend him a hand, so he cooperated and carried Mu Yuanming to the bed.
Mu Yuanming then showed a grateful expression.
Yan Xun stood on the edge of the bed looking at him. "Was it really an accident?"
Mu Yuanming seemed not to understand what he meant.
"Never mind," Yan Xun said.
He originally wanted to ask Mu Yuanming what he was supposed to do, and whether yesterday was really an accident.
But Mu Yuanming said he had amnesia, so of course he couldn't remember anything.
Asking is pointless.
He turned to leave, but Mu Yuanming grabbed his wrist.
Yan Xun turned around and looked at him.
“I only remember one thing.” Mu Yuanming lowered his uninjured hand. “Before the car accident, I think I heard a cat meowing.”
"You find it strange too, don't you?"
"How could such a small cat not be noticed and run to the balcony on the 10th floor?"
Yan Xun looked at him. "What do you want to say?"
"Do I have any enemies?" Mu Yuanming asked. "I don't think this is an accident."
Yan Xun really didn't know what enemies Mu Yuanming could have. If he had to say, it would be that he and He Jinqiu didn't get along.
When Mu Yuanming went to the pet school, he warned himself in a message to stay away from He Jinqiu.
To say that the other person is not a good person.
Of course, the movie was also mentioned.
However, now that Mu Yuanming has amnesia and has even forgotten the members of the group, he probably won't remember the movie either... Although Yan Xun thought this way, she still took her computer, found the movie, and placed the computer on Mu Yuanming's lap.
"Watch a movie? Now?" Mu Yuanming asked.
Yan Xun didn't say anything, but simply dragged a chair over and sat down next to Mu Yuanming.
Soon the movie reached the scene where the mysterious boy jumped off the building... Mu Yuanming pressed pause.
Yan Xun looked at him, "You remember now?"
Mu Yuanming touched his cheek. "No."
"I just suddenly felt very sad."