Debt to him she had to pay with the most precious thing; later on, they would no longer have any relationship.
Her life is perfect; although she earns little money, it is enough. Furthermore, now she has a younger brother…
She had a relative.
From the moment she picked him up, considering him a relative, she promised to protect him and take good care of people who couldn't bear to live alone, no longer remembering anything about this past.
Ace… she looked ahead; her eyes were mainly determined.
When she got home, Demi Moore put the things she bought in her bedroom and reminded Ace to shower.
There was one more important thing they had to do later.
The two just ate, rested, and then went to the hospital immediately. Demi Moore wants to know what happened to Ace in the end. Is it natural or unintentional?
In the hospital, the doctor kept asking Ace a lot of questions.
"Okay." He nodded, closed the case, and turned to look at Demi Moore.
"Miss Moore, through the preliminary diagnosis, I think Mr. Ace's head has been hit very hard, forming a hematoma that presses on the nerve, creating the current situation. Perhaps his current intellect is equivalent to that of a ten-year-old child."
Demi Moore looked at Ace, moved her lips a little, and said nothing. His head was hit so hard that he lost his memory; Ace must have been in a lot of pain at that time...
Ace also turned his head to look at her like he was sulking. He didn't like the smell of this place, nor the color of this place, standing there with his arms crossed over his chest, obviously a little angry.
Demi Moore ignored him and looked at the medical record in the doctor's hand, constantly thinking about what had just happened.
She licked her lips, took the pen on the table, and wrote a sentence. Not everyone like Ace can easily understand what she wants to say; she knows that she is no longer what she used to be, she can talk, but she can't.
'So, please ask the doctor, is there any solution?' Demi Moore stopped the pen, opened her eyes wide, and looked at the doctor before her.
The doctor was a little surprised, this is how I noticed that this girl hadn't said anything since the beginning, so it's not that I don't want to say it, but I can't say it. Unfortunately, his eyes couldn't help but reveal a little pity; the girl was dumb, the man was stupid, and the two were genuinely pitiful.
Demi Moore looked at the pity in his eyes but could only bow her head, her heart still sour. It turns out that there will also be people who will find her pitiful.
Divorce, loss of children, loss of voice, isn't she pitiful now?
However, she raised her head and looked at the handsome man still standing there silently. Ace, a man with no past, a man she picked up on the roadside, compared to him, maybe she is still a little happier. Because whether the past is happy or sad, it is also a part of life, she remembers it all, but he forgot.
Smiling as if the wind had just passed calmly, leaving only a few sad rays on her face, the past was no longer necessary to her.
'Doctor,' she tapped on the table, and he withdrew his thoughts that had just strayed from his orbit. Gently breathing, he slowly said: "This disease is also not impossible; I checked his brain. Surgery is unnecessary as long as the blood clot is completely dissolved. Over time, it will slowly disappear, but…" Saying this, he glanced at the overly handsome man again, really feeling sorry for these two.
'But what" Demi Moore widened her eyes and glared at the doctor, her hands clasped at the hem of her shirt.
"But..." He spoke again, seeing Demi Moore's urgency so he didn't go round and round: "I can't guarantee that the blood clots in his head will dissolve, his memory will recover, and neither will he. I don't know if he can get back to normal again. Therefore, this period is not known how long it will be."
After saying that, he sighed; he didn't know how long that time would be, but maybe a miracle will happen. This man is not a simple person; he can feel his not-so-trivial past, being injured so severely, but can still survive; who knows what will happen in the future where?
Demi Moore finished listening to the doctor, then closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she only saw in her eyes confidence and steadfastness that she did not understand.
She walked towards Ace; Ace looked at her, his expression much happier than before. In his eyes, except for Demi Moore, this place doesn't like anything.
'Ace, I'll take care of you, no matter if you return to normal later.' She held Ace's hand tightly, writing these words in his palm. She won't let him live alone like on that cold, rainy night anymore; now this world no longer exists such a man.
He is not intelligent, not normal, but he is her relative; as long as she has a piece of rice left, she will not let him go hungry. She could care for him for the rest of her life, even if he was forever stupid.
Going through a failed marriage made her no longer want to give love to anyone. He is very greedy for Demi, who is loved by the other man and still thinks he loves her. As a result, she has no love and no family.
But now she has another family, the family with Ace.
Holding Demi Moore's hand, feeling the small arrow in his hand was hot. He blinked his eyes slightly, as gentle as a microwave lake, breaking transparent tears.
When she got home, Demi Moore gathered Ace's clothes. She wanted to add another bed, but this place was too small; Ace was so tall that he couldn't sleep on the sofa; in the end, she could only give him the bed and sleep on the couch herself.
After cleaning up, she saw Ace sitting and watching TV, his face calm, unlike a mentally challenged person.
He switched from channel to channel, finally gripping the remote in frustration. Right now, this television is his only entertainment, but he always feels like he isn't in the habit of doing such things. It's just that now there's nothing to do except for eating and sleeping; she doesn't know what she wants to do in the future.
Demi Moore massaged her shoulder with her hand; she had finished translating many documents and looked at her watch; she had been sitting for so long. Turning around, she saw Ace's condescending expression, so she smiled apologetically; she was only worried about work, leaving him alone in this place for too long.
He was just a child.
Ace saw that she finally noticed him and stood up, walking quickly towards her. The distance between the two was not far, perhaps because this room was tiny, or his legs were too long; he had only taken two or three steps to come, habitually putting Demi Moore's shoulder in his green eyes full of meaning, clean smile.
"Demi, I'm hungry." He curled the corners of his lips up a little, feeling that 'Demi' sounded better, more accessible to call than 'sister.'
'Ah, I forgot,' Demi Moore smiled apologetically. She had forgotten that she had to cook rice; now that she heard it, she felt a little hungry.
"I go to cook now." She finished speaking without a sound, but she knew Ace could fully understand; he was reading her lips better and better. The time spent together made the two gradually become more compatible; they depended on each other and were relatives.
The most significant relative.
Ace let go and hugged Demi Moore so that her feet were off the ground; he was so tall that it was always easy to hug her like that.
"Demi is so good." He laughed loudly, laughing happily. He doesn't ask for much; he eats enough. Moreover, he also knows that Demi Moore makes money very hard, so he eats whatever she does, let alone every dish she makes is delicious; he likes it very much.
Demi Moore was stunned by him, but looking at his pure smile gave her unprecedented relaxation. Life is perfect now, so good that she seems to forget all the past.
'Put me down.' Demi Moore pulled his arm and spoke quietly, and if she continued like this, she would be genuinely stunned. Since the miscarriage until now, she has never had a good rest, and the hard work makes her physically very poor, but she doesn't want Ace to see it.
She still believes that she can take care of herself and can also take care of him.
"Okay." Ace obediently dropped Demi Moore, a smile in his eyes. He knew Demi would not be mad at him.
Demi Moore stabilized her torso, then gently pinched Ace's face. After a few days of eating well and sleeping well, now he has gained a lot of weight, there is also some meat on his face, and he seems to be a little more handsome. Already possessing the profound five senses of a hybrid, now, at first glance, he seems to have become even more precious (aristocratic aura), which is not something a set of clothes can do.
Ace's clothes are all bought by her, although it is not a brand name, but wearing them is extremely easy to see; this kind of natural elegance will look good no matter what.