Shen Mo’s right hand recovered well.

　　After several months of rehabilitation, his daily life has no impact, but he still trembles slightly when holding a pen. The doctor said it was a psychological factor, and he would get better slowly with more training. His problem of not being able to recognize faces has also improved, and he can now distinguish the two assistants of the man. However, he is being escorted by the man and still goes to the hospital for regular follow-up.

　　After the Chinese New Year, that person had not slept on the sofa again. The weather was getting warmer, and Shen Mo’s heart was also blooming. He felt that this was the happiest time of his life. He was so happy that he could not even remember many things from the past.

　　While practicing his right hand, Shen Mo checked job openings online. He only saw positions related to painting, so that he could find a job when his hand healed. They had already graduated and entered society. As they got older, they had to face reality. Zhou Yang’s family would not agree to them being together. If that person was kicked out of the house like him, he could still make money to support him.

　　Later, he mentioned this plan at the dinner table, and the man laughed.

　　Shen Mo glared at him, a little angry.

　　Seeing him like this, the man quickly changed his tone and said, “Yes, yes, you will raise me in the future.”

　　Shen Mo was satisfied.

　　He estimated the progress and thought it was only a matter of time before his right hand healed and he would be able to paint again soon. He had already made up his mind that the first painting would be his Zhou Yang, because he had a good-looking face and looked good from any angle.

　　There were a few times when the man was reading documents on the sofa, and Shen Mo secretly watched from the side, trying to compose the picture based on his face. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on his face, drawing a layer of light between his eyebrows, and Shen Mo found that his profile was particularly attractive.

　　He was staring at it intently when the man seemed to notice his gaze and looked up and smiled at him.

　　Shen Mo was slightly startled.

　　The man had stood up, strode towards him, leaned over and kissed him on the lips, then stood up, walked back to continue reading the documents as if nothing had happened.

　　Instead, Shen Mo blushed because of his annoyance and quickly hid in the kitchen to cook.

　　After a few days, the weather cleared up and the air was filled with the scent of spring.

　　Shen Mo washed and dried all his winter clothes and quilts, and then remembered that his painting tools were still locked in the cabinet, so he hurriedly took them out and sorted them out one by one. The man knew that he wanted to start painting again, and said he would give him a new set, but Shen Mo declined, preferring the old ones.

　　After finishing the painting supplies, Shen Mo also tidied up the cabinet. The rental house was small, and the cabinet was filled with all kinds of things, such as cold medicine, mosquito repellent, etc. Shen Mo threw away the useless things, and while flipping through them, he found a photo album.

　　All his previous photos were in his hometown, and this album only contained some photos from his high school and college years. As soon as Shen Mo opened it, a graduation photo fell out.

　　It was a high school graduation photo, which had been several years old. Shen Mo recognized himself in the photo at a glance. He was wearing a school uniform, with very short bangs, and because he was not tall, he was arranged in the front rows. He then went to look for Zhou Yang, but after searching around, he didn’t find the familiar face.

　　Strange, didn’t Zhou Yang take graduation photos?

　　Shen Mo remembered that he and Zhou Yang were classmates in high school. He was the first one to have a crush on him and also the first one to pursue him, but he could not remember many details, and of course he did not remember whether he took graduation photos.

　　Shen Mo knew that this was because he was sick, but it didn’t matter. He and Zhou Yang took a lot of daily photos, which he developed and put in an album.

　　Shen Mo had nothing to do, so he sat down and flipped through the photo album.

　　He didn’t take many photos. Most of them were taken at school. The rare few were taken when he was traveling. There were solo photos and group photos, and the most of them were photos of him with someone.

　　Shen Mo flipped through the pages one by one, his heart seemed to have sunk to the bottom of an icy lake, and he felt a chill rising from his chest.

　　I smile so happily in the photos, especially when I take photos with someone, the affection in my eyes cannot be hidden.

　　But that person was not Zhou Yang!

　　In other words, it was not the Zhou Yang who lived with him day and night and shared the same bed with him.

　　Cold sweat kept coming out of Shen Mo’s palms.

　　Who is this person?

　　Shen Mo calmed down and picked up the high school graduation photo for comparison. He looked carefully this time, identifying each face one by one, and finally found a similar face – it was standing two rows behind him, and it was indeed his high school classmate.

　　If this person is not Zhou Yang, why does he have so many interactions with him?

　　And if this person is Zhou Yang…

　　That is undoubtedly more terrifying.

　　Shen Mo sat in a chair in a daze. The spring light outside the window was so bright, but when it shone on him, he could not feel any warmth at all. He tried hard to recall the past, but everything seemed to be separated by a layer of gauze, and he could not remember it clearly.

　　He remembered that he and Zhou Yang were high school classmates, they were in love, but he could not remember Zhou Yang’s face. Something seemed to have happened in between, and he and Zhou Yang were forced to separate. His right hand was injured, and he lived alone in a rented house. He had the same nightmare every night and dared not fall asleep.

　　Until that day, when he was about to open a bag of moldy bread, he heard the doorbell ring. He walked over in a daze to open the door, and then saw the man standing outside.

　　That was naturally his Zhou Yang.

　　Shen Mo pressed his chest and still remembers the throbbing he felt at that time. Who else but Zhou Yang could have saved him from the dire situation?

　　As for why he couldn’t see the man’s face clearly at that time, it was only because he was ill. Now that his illness has gradually recovered, he has realized that the man was handsome, at least much better looking than the passerby in the photo.

　　In fact, it is easy to confirm this matter. Just ask a high school classmate, but Shen Mo just sat there without moving. He felt a little scared in his heart, hoping that everything was just a misunderstanding, what if…

　　He didn’t dare to think further.

　　The afternoon passed quickly, and when the sun set, the familiar sound of a door opening was heard outside. Shen Mo jumped up from his chair. He had been looking forward to this sound, but now he felt panic for no reason and hurriedly stuffed the pile of photos back into the cabinet.

　　The man pushed the door open and walked in, wearing a full set of dark suits, with the same facial features that Shen Mo was used to seeing. When he saw Shen Mo standing next to the cabinet, he curled his lips and asked, “Are you sorting things again?”

　　Shen Mo uttered “Ah” and just stared at his face.

　　”What’s wrong?” The man came over and pulled his hand, frowning and asked, “Why are your hands so cold?”

　　Such a touch also made him nervous. Shen Mo was flustered and didn’t know what to answer.

　　The man asked, “Are you too tired?”

　　Shen Mo said, “Yes, a little bit.”

　　”I know you want to start painting again, but don’t force yourself. Just let it go.”

　　”Um.”

　　Shen Mo’s right hand had long since healed, but the man still rubbed it in his palm out of habit and asked, “Where’s dinner?”

　　Shen Mo was shocked and realized: “Ah, I forgot to do it.”

　　”You forget about time when you think about painting?” The man smiled and said, “Order takeout.”

　　The two of them had takeout together in the evening. Shen Mo tried his best to act natural, but his hands and feet were still a little stiff. He didn’t know if the man noticed something.

　　After dinner, he took a shower, and when he came out, he saw that man lying on the bed very naturally. They had not slept in separate beds since the New Year, but now it was different, if he was not Zhou Yang…

　　Shen Mo’s throat tightened and he hesitated to go to bed. The man urged him several times before he slowly lay down.

　　The man turned off the light, put his arms around him, and called him in the darkness: “Shen Mo.”

　　”Um?”

　　Shen Mo answered cautiously, thinking he had discovered something, but he heard him say, “It’s your birthday in a few days, what gift do you want?”

　　Birthday?

　　Ah, yes, his birthday is this month.

　　Shen Mo almost forgot about it. After thinking for a while, he said, “I just celebrate my birthday casually every year. There’s no need to bother preparing for it.”

　　The man seemed to have expected him to say that, and with a hint of laughter in his voice, he said, “Then I’ll see what I can do.”

　　He was unaware of anything and was only focused on celebrating Shen Mo’s birthday.

　　Shen Mo’s heart twitched violently, as if it was being roasted on fire, making a sizzling sound.

　　He kept his eyes open but didn’t fall asleep until the man beside him fell asleep with steady breathing. Then he carefully moved his arm away, turned over and slept on the edge of the bed.

　　The man reached out his hand to fish for it but failed to catch it. He murmured “Shen Mo” in his sleep.

　　Shen Mo gritted his teeth and didn’t respond to him.

　　That person even knew his birthday, how could he not be Zhou Yang?

　　But if, if he was a complete stranger…

　　Why pretend to be Zhou Yang?

　　Why treat him gently?

　　Shen Mo couldn’t help but shiver. The long night came upon him, and he wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, wrapping his arms around himself.

　　But I still feel cold.