Chapter 203
"How? Is it difficult to answer?" Seeing the two of them looking nervous as they locked eyes, I couldn't help but intensify my tone on the side, pretending to be very curious and innocent.
"Well, it's not that, the reason is, after being discharged, we'll slowly, slowly remember." Nathan opened his mouth, showing a smile uglier than crying, stuttering to explain, but still beating around the bush, not giving a direct answer. And Katniss kept lowering her head on the side, stopped chewing in her mouth, looking very nervous and helpless.
"Honey, don't worry, we'll remember slowly, it's better not to tell you everything at once, afraid you can't handle it." Nathan didn't answer, I shifted my gaze to Katniss, after staring at her for a while, Katniss stuttered to reply. At this point, a good breakfast was ruined by me, and neither of them had the desire to continue eating.
Seeing the two of them, I estimated that if I continued to ask, they would come up with many reasons to refuse to answer. I didn't continue to press for answers. By noon, Jennifer, Michael, and Sophia all arrived, while Katniss and Nathan rarely had time to go home to shower and change clothes. Nathan and Katniss left the hospital at the same time, but did not return to the same place, Katniss came to our house, and Nathan went back to his island.
Sophia and Jennifer, looking at me, couldn't help but shed tears. Seeing them, although they had no blood relation with me, they were the only ones who made me feel warmth in this world. I foolishly ate the lunch prepared by Sophia and Jennifer, each with different skills and flavors, but both were so delicious and tasty.
"Can you tell me how I lost my memory? What exactly happened to me? How did I end up in the hospital?" Not finding answers from Katniss and Nathan, I had to find a breakthrough from Jennifer and Sophia. At the same time, I also needed to verify whether Nathan and Katniss were telling the truth, and what kind of lies they used to deceive them.
"It's all because of your carelessness, Nathan is so old and still allows you to fool around." Jennifer complained the same way as that night, but it ended in a sigh.
"Before you fell into a coma, there were many things. In simple terms, Jennifer was about to get married soon, but she wasn't there that day. It was just you, Katniss, and Nathan. That day, you and Nathan drank a lot of alcohol. As a result, fueled by the alcohol, you insisted on using Jennifer's wedding dress to relive the wedding scene with Katniss. Katniss wore the wedding dress, you wore your original suit, and you two took selfies all over the island, also asking Nathan to take photos. Eventually, under the influence of alcohol, you ended up taking selfies at the edge of a cliff. You got drunk, lost your balance, and both you and Katniss fell into the water. Luckily, Nathan was watching you both all the time, and the spot where you fell into the water was right at the edge of the cliff. Nathan called for help while alerting other people on the island with good water skills to assist in the rescue. Thank God, when Katniss fell, the wedding dress was too long and caught on a tree root on the cliff, slowing down the fall. Although she fell into the water, she was fine, just the wedding dress was torn. You weren't so lucky, you fell directly into the river, and your head hit a goose egg stone at the bottom of the shallow water near the cliff. That's how it happened, so careless and yet so coincidental. Drinking too much alcohol can really be deadly, so be careful in the future." It was Sophia who explained in the end, and also warned Michael to drink less.
After listening to Sophia's explanation, my brain felt a bit dizzy. Is this the explanation Nathan and Katniss gave to others? Although the explanation didn't match the truth, some of the details were not lies, such as Katniss wearing Jennifer's wedding dress, me wearing my original suit, us being at the edge of the cliff, falling off together, falling into the water, everything else was fake. I couldn't help but smile inwardly, this was probably the explanation Nathan came up with, and Katniss, who was in the hospital at the time, naturally went along with Nathan's deceitful lie. Otherwise, without Katniss's cooperation, how could Michael, Sophia, and Jennifer believe it?
Although this explanation would be scoffed at by me, who knew the truth, it could still deceive those who were unaware. Besides silently laughing and despising in my heart, I could only face these people in front of me with confusion and silence. At that moment, I thought of my work and decided to leave home and go far away. I no longer cared about the current situation of my work and company.
After staying in the hospital for a few days, I was ready to be discharged, not for any reason, just because I didn't like the hospital environment. Every day, seeing people happily leaving the hospital after recovering, I also often heard and saw the heart-wrenching cries of other patients' families because of the patient's death.
Before being discharged, according to the doctor's advice, I should rest quietly for a while, slowly try to find the lost memories, and take care of my mental state. Before that, my former company's leaders and colleagues had all come to see me, and the company had also made the decision to suspend my salary and retain my position, which was the best treatment for an amnesiac.
With all my family by my side, I returned home with mixed feelings. As I entered the house, my gaze immediately swept around the house. It wasn't something I pretended, but a natural reaction. Soon, I would leave this home, this incredibly familiar home. Everything in the house was the same as before, the wedding photo of me and Katniss still hung on the wall, we were so sweet back then, and the vows we made at our wedding, but everything had changed.
I couldn't help but touch every item I had used, feeling the warmth and scent I had left behind, while feeling a great reluctance in my heart, after all, this was my home. Michael, Sophia, Jennifer, Nathan, and Katniss all watched me quietly, none of them disturbed me. They all thought I was searching for my memories, but they didn't know my true feelings at the moment.
After a while, following a few instructions from Michael, Sophia, Jennifer, and Nathan, they all went home. During the time I was sick, many things had been delayed, including Nathan and Jennifer's wedding. I decided to temporarily set aside the idea of leaving, at least until after Nathan and Jennifer got married, then I would implement my plan. After all, Jennifer was innocent, she had been so good to me. Although I would eventually hurt her, I wanted to at least let her and Nathan have their wedding first, fulfilling her wish for her later years.
Everyone left, leaving only me and Katniss in the house. I sat quietly on the sofa, at this moment I had no desire to watch TV, just sitting on the sofa with my eyes closed, planning my next steps, while Katniss started tidying up the house. She would occasionally say something to me, as if trying to get closer to the amnesiac me. I would respond with a word or two, mostly keeping silent. Although my eyes were closed, my ears were not deaf, I could hear Katniss's sighs and uneven breathing. Talking to me now seemed to be torture for her, as I was a stranger to her now.
"Honey, what do you want to eat tonight? Wife will make it for you, or shall we go out to eat?" After cleaning up the house, Katniss and I sat side by side, then she leaned against me, holding my arm with her hand, and said affectionately.
"Cornmeal porridge," I coldly replied. Upon hearing my answer, Katniss was visibly stunned. Cornmeal porridge, was that even considered a meal?
"Honey, am I hearing you correctly? Cornmeal porridge, how do you make that?" Katniss, being from the city, perhaps had never heard of cornmeal porridge. People in the countryside almost all knew about it, it was the simplest and blandest food.
"It's just boiling cornmeal with water, without adding anything else." I opened my eyes to look at Katniss and answered.
"How do you eat that? It has no taste." Katniss seemed puzzled, completely unable to keep up with my train of thought.
"It's meant to have no taste, you go cook it."
"Okay, I'll make whatever you say." Katniss smiled, but there was a hint of bitterness in her smile. Perhaps my unusual words and actions gave her a very bad premonition.
Soon, Katniss made the cornmeal porridge, and we each had a bowl. I started eating first. I remembered that cornmeal porridge was considered good food when I was a child, at least it was made from cornmeal. Cornmeal porridge, paired with bacon bits or cheese, used to taste very flavorful when I was young. But now, I didn't add anything else, just eating the tasteless cornmeal porridge. Perhaps this cornmeal porridge could best reflect my current mood and let me feel my emotions through my taste buds. I didn't feel the warmth I used to feel when eating cornmeal porridge as a child, I just felt that this bowl of cornmeal porridge was very bitter, perhaps reflecting the bitterness in my heart.
Katniss tried a spoonful of the cornmeal porridge, then frowned. She probably didn't expect cornmeal porridge to be eaten this way, and coming from a privileged background, she might not have eaten such a tasteless thing before. After taking a bite, Katniss's gaze drifted to the kitchen, perhaps thinking that although there was no cheese, adding some other sauce might make it better. But she turned back to look at me, who was eating with relish, and held back, following my pace, eating the cornmeal porridge bite by bite with me. I didn't know what the cornmeal porridge tasted like to Katniss, was it bitter?
With complex emotions, Katniss and I finished this special dinner, and as time passed, it was getting late, time to rest for the night. The doctor had advised me to rest more and allow my brain to recover quickly. Although my amnesia was fake, the brain injury was real. Katniss was in our bedroom, arranging the bedding, changing to fresh sheets, perhaps symbolizing a fresh start for both of us. But...
"Honey, come to bed, the doctor said you need to rest well." Katniss laid out the bedding, arranged the two pillows, then changed into pajamas and walked out of the room.
"Are we going to sleep in the same bed?" I innocently asked my question, but deep down, I really didn't want to share a bed with Katniss. Every time I thought of the moment on the island when Katniss put on the wedding dress for Nathan, my mood was very bad.
"Honey, we are husband and wife, of course we should sleep in the same bed." Katniss was taken aback by my sudden question, a hint of embarrassment flashed across her face, seeming at a loss, with nervousness and panic, and a hint of sadness buried in her eyes.
"But, I don't want to share a bed with someone else, I'll go sleep in the next room." After answering, I headed towards Nathan's former room, but as soon as I took a step, I couldn't move. It was then that I remembered. The next room was Nathan's room, the bedding might not have been changed, and the room was filled with the scent of Katniss and Nathan's intimacy. If I went to that room, wouldn't it be the same? Suddenly, I realized that this former home of mine no longer had a place for me. I stood there not knowing what to choose, then turned to look at Katniss, only to find her sitting on the floor, holding onto one of my legs tightly with one arm, the other hand covering her mouth, crying very sadly. She had no words, all her grievances seemed to pour out at that moment.
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