"Today we need to go to the hospital for a follow-up check-up, hurry up and get up."
Bella's voice came through, and Edward squinted his long, narrow peach blossom eyes, taking a while before opening them.
"Wife, can we not go?" His voice was lazy, with a hint of coquetry.
From the experience of these past few days, Bella had concluded that Edward's amnesia was not ordinary; it essentially transported him from one dimension to another.
At first, she suspected that Edward was pretending to have amnesia to make a fool of her, but later she was more and more certain that if it wasn't real amnesia, his personality couldn't have changed so drastically.
In the past, it would have been easier to let the universe be destroyed than to have Edward act coquettishly.
Thinking of this, Bella smiled and shook her head, indicating she wasn't buying it: "No, we can't."
Edward's eyes darkened, and he sat up on the bed helplessly.
After he finished washing and brushing his teeth, it suddenly started to drizzle outside.
Approaching mid-July, the rainfall extinguished the asphalt roads that were about to burn.
"Ye Jue, it's time to eat."
Bella stood in front of the fish tank, holding fish food in her hand, and lightly knocked on the glass tank.
The black goldfish immediately swam up to her.
Edward watched this scene without making a sound.
He didn't want to break this harmonious picture, and only after Bella finished feeding the red goldfish did he speak slowly: "The wedding photo on the wall is dirty, shall we go and take a new set another day?"
Bella was taken aback and didn't speak.
He looked puzzled at the wedding photo on the wall: "What's with the red dot?"
When the red dot was mentioned, Bella turned her head abruptly, her black hair draped over her shoulders, and looked straight at Edward: "I don't want to retake it."
"Why not?" Edward asked in confusion.
Because she needed the red color she had painted on it to remind herself to stay awake, how rotten and embarrassing their original relationship was.
But she couldn't say it out loud and could only stand there stupefied.
"Be good, we'll go and take a new set another day," Edward said again, thinking she was reminded of something unpleasant.
He smiled beautifully.
He had amnesia, but he wasn't stupid.
The red dot on the wedding photo was obviously smeared by someone, and the traces of smearing were obviously wiped by someone.
Just talking about this, the story was already oppressive and bizarre enough.
But Edward still asked.
As if deliberately trying to remind her of those things.
"Have you remembered anything recently?"
Bella asked suddenly.
Edward looked at her, not speaking, and after a long time, he shook his head with a smile: "No. My memory is up to you, whatever you say, I believe."
Outside the window, the rain was still pattering.
The two got into the car with an umbrella.
Hospital.
The pungent smell of formalin penetrated their nostrils, and it was unclear who started frowning first, but it was evident that both Edward and Bella were not in a good mood.
The long corridor was filled with this smell, coupled with the air conditioning that seemed to be free of charge, enough to make people shiver a few times.
It even made Bella feel a little nauseous.
After Edward completed a series of examinations, the attending doctor called Bella to his office alone.
"Dr. Chen, how is he?" Bella pulled out a chair and sat down.
"Physically, there are no abnormalities, and the brain CT also shows normal. But he is still in a state of amnesia. For now, the person he trusts the most is you." Dr. Chen was wearing a mask, and his facial expression was unclear.
"Is there a possibility of recovery?"
After Bella asked, she didn't even know what result she wanted.
After recovery, will it return to the starting point?
"There is definitely a possibility of recovery, but you need to slowly assist the patient, take him to recall, and help him remember." Dr. Chen replied.
Bella was stunned: "So, whether he can regain his memory depends on me, right?"
Dr. Chen nodded, was silent for a while, and then spoke again.
"Miss Bai may not quite understand his current psychological state. For now, you are the most important person to him."
"Even if you fabricate a memory for him out of thin air, he will accept it."
Outside the office, Edward, who heard all this, smiled.
His expression was hidden in the dim light.
"Thank you, Dr. Chen, for the trouble."
Bella's voice sounded, and she walked out of the doctor's office and saw Edward standing at the door.
"Eavesdropping?"
She looked at Edward a little flustered.
For some reason, she felt guilty, as if she didn't want Edward to hear what the doctor just said.
The next second, Edward looked up, and the light finally illuminated his clear facial features, and he was still smiling, with a clear look in his eyes, still looking harmless: "No, I was worried that my wife is too beautiful and the doctor would be attracted to her."
Knowing he was teasing her, Bella still blushed.
The two returned home from the hospital, and the rain kept falling.
Edward looked at the goldfish swimming in the fish tank and suddenly said, "The goldfish in the amusement park is quite tenacious."
He didn't know what he meant by this.
Bella didn't think much about it and lay on the sofa talking about something else: "Young master, don't you need to deal with the company's affairs? You've been on sick leave for almost a week, and if you don't go to the company, it will become a mess."
Edward raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Your Highness, you should know my current situation, who do I know besides you?"
Bella was stunned.
What the doctor said to her and Edward's "My memory is up to you" overlapped.
Can she have the final say?
"We have to remember."
Suddenly, she said this out of the blue.
Edward just turned around, his eyes on the transparent glass fish tank.
"Tomorrow I'll take you to the company and let the assistant tell you about the work content, okay? Young master."
Bella's clear voice sounded from behind, and it was clear that her tone was pleasant.
It was like the joy of a stone falling to the ground after making some major decision.
Edward didn't turn around, just bent over and looked at the two vivid lives in the fish tank, his eyes filled with an indescribable tide, and after a while, he suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth.
He reached for the fish food, lightly knocked, and the black goldfish swam over.
With his back to Bella, he threw the fish food and said in a low voice, "I'll do whatever you say."
The next day.
Bella took Edward to the company.
Edward was right, it was indeed evident that he was not a person who lacked money, the company's decoration was very grand, and his office could even match the home of ordinary people.
He sat on the leather office chair, his expression was cold, and for a moment, Bella thought he remembered everything.
But the next second, he suddenly said, "Is this my office?"
Bella seemed to let out a sigh of relief and nodded.
Then she walked to the desk, dialed the assistant's phone, and whispered something.
Not long after, there was a knock on the office door, and the assistant pushed the door in.
"I've explained everything to you, don't tell anyone about the president's amnesia, and I'll trouble you to take care of him in the future, and contact me at the first time if there's anything."
Bella's voice was very plain.
"Understood, madam."
Edward watched this scene, and his eyes darkened.
After everything was arranged, it was getting late.
The two returned home together, and Edward sat on the sofa, looking at Bella with a poor expression.
"Am I going to start working tomorrow?"
Bella looked at Edward, who was acting like a naughty child, and only thought it was cute: "Yes."
"But we haven't retaken our wedding photos yet, after taking them, then go to work."
His words were full of refusal.
Bella was stunned, and after Edward said this, she subconsciously turned her head to look at the wedding photo on the wall.
The dazzling red dot seemed a bit redder, or maybe it was her own illusion.
And she inadvertently glanced at the glass fish tank next to the wedding photo and found something wrong.
The only thing moving was the red one.
Bella didn't answer Edward, but got up straight and walked to the wall to look at the fish tank.
The water inside was still very clear, and the red goldfish was swimming flexibly.
And her Ye Jue was floating on the water, motionless.