In fact, Song Ge was so touched that she didn't know what to do. She had lost part of her memory, and those little bits and pieces she had experienced with Qu Cheng seemed more like bubbles to her.
Song Ge's nose felt sour. It took her a long time before she said, "I don't want to sleep. I just want to accompany you."
Qu Cheng tilted his head and smiled, his tone doting. "I really don't need you to accompany me. Really."
Song Ge tugged at the corner of her clothes. "I've slept for a whole day. I'm really not sleepy. Qu Cheng, are you sleepy? How about I go to the kitchen and make you a cup of coffee? Coffee can keep you awake."
Qu Cheng nodded. Looking at Song Ge's face in front of him, he suddenly felt a bit panicked. Not long ago, Song Ge had said the same thing to him. At that time, Song Ge hadn't lost her memory yet.
With Qu Cheng's permission, Song Ge walked into the kitchen smiling. There was a can of instant coffee powder in the cabinet with a note on it that said, "Qu Cheng, you big idiot."
Song Ge took out the coffee. She felt a bit strange. Was this her handwriting? Was it written before she lost her memory?
The two of them should have been very much in love at that time, right? Unlike now when she couldn't remember anything. But Qu Cheng was still as good to her as before and didn't dislike her at all. Were those memories really still important to her?
In that moment, Song Ge began to doubt herself. Even if some of the lost memories were hurtful to her, the memories with Qu Cheng were really not dispensable.
She looked at the coffee can, and her heart suddenly ached. It seemed like there was a voice in her head saying, "Remember, remember."
But her head hurt so much that she couldn't remember anything. Song Ge shook her head and grabbed the kitchen counter, forcing herself to calm down.
"Ah!" She groaned in pain. Fortunately, she was in the kitchen. Otherwise, if Qu Cheng saw her in such pain, he would feel so bad again.
How useless she was! Not only couldn't she help Qu Cheng, but she also always made Qu Cheng worry about her.
If only she could get her memory back. Then she wouldn't faint so often. For the first time in so many days, Song Ge had such a strong desire to regain her memory. But it wasn't that easy to regain her memory.
She grabbed her chest and gasped for a few breaths. Her face must be pale at the moment, and the sweat was dripping down her cheeks onto the floor. With a plop, it also brought Song Ge back to reality.
She let go of her hand, scooped up a spoonful of coffee powder, and then carried the coffee back to the study.
"Qu Cheng, the coffee is ready."
"Why did you take so long?" Qu Cheng asked as if casually.
Song Ge smiled awkwardly, afraid that he would notice her abnormality in the kitchen. "Because I didn't know what flavor you like. Quickly try it." She quickly changed the topic.
Qu Cheng picked up the coffee, took a sip, his expression froze, his pupils dilated, and he looked at Song Ge in great shock.
Song Ge was a bit at a loss. She touched her neck. "What's wrong? Suddenly looking at me like this, I'm a bit scared."
Qu Cheng put down the coffee. "No, Song Ge, have you remembered everything?"
Song Ge shook her head. "No."
Qu Cheng looked a bit disappointed. Looking at the coffee, he said, "So you haven't!" He seemed to be talking to himself, muttering something in a low voice. Even though Song Ge was so close, she couldn't hear clearly.
"Why did you suddenly ask this?" Song Ge was a bit curious.
"The taste of this coffee is exactly the same as the one you made for me before. You may not know now, but my taste is very strange. It took my secretary a long time to remember my taste. I didn't expect the coffee you made now to be exactly the same as before." Qu Cheng said faintly.
"I see!" Song Ge nodded gently. For a moment, the atmosphere between the two of them was a bit awkward. Song Ge lowered her head and played with her fingers, guessing in her heart whether Qu Cheng also hoped that she could regain her memory.
Eyes don't lie. Qu Cheng was so happy just now. He really thought she had regained her memory, but unfortunately, she disappointed Qu Cheng again.
"What's wrong?" Probably noticing Song Ge's sudden loss, Qu Cheng hooked the corner of his mouth and smiled charmingly. "I'm just shocked. There's no other meaning. Don't think too much. I'm just too impatient."
"It's okay, it's okay." Song Ge waved her hand quickly. "I'm thinking whether there's a conditioned reflex in my mind. When I see coffee, I know your taste."
Song Ge's words successfully made Qu Cheng laugh. He laughed twice and praised, "You're really becoming more and more humorous."
"Okay, I won't bother you. You should get back to work quickly. I'll go and wait for you on the sofa." Song Ge turned around.
"Wait a minute." Qu Cheng called out to Song Ge. "Song Ge, you'd better go back and rest. I still have a lot of things to do here. I don't know when I'll be done."
Song Ge pursed her lips. "It's okay. I'll still wait for you. Qu Cheng, please let me wait for you here." She pleaded.
How could Qu Cheng resist her plea? He had no choice but to nod in agreement.
Song Ge immediately sat on the sofa smiling as if she had won a big prize.
Qu Cheng smiled at her, then put away his smile, concentrated, and continued to deal with the work at hand.
After drinking a cup of coffee, he really felt much more energetic. He wasn't as sleepy as before. Qu Cheng stretched and secretly glanced at Song Ge, thinking that he had to finish quickly. Otherwise, Song Ge would really wait for him all the time.
His body was fine, but Song Ge couldn't do it. Qu Cheng speeded up his actions. With a goal in mind, he also had the motivation. He secretly glanced at Song Ge from time to time, like a thief. But he would feel very satisfied after looking. It turned out that he didn't ask for much. As long as Song Ge was safe and happy.
Song Ge seemed to be bored. She either looked here or there, like a hyperactive primary school student. Qu Cheng smiled and pointed to the bookshelf. "If you're bored, you can..."
"I won't go back. I won't go back." Song Ge immediately refused, shaking her head like a rattle. She looked very cute.
Qu Cheng laughed even more happily. Looking at Song Ge, he said, "I haven't finished my sentence yet. How do you know what I mean?"
Qu Cheng let out an "um" sound, dragging out the ending, which sounded extremely sexy. Song Ge's left cheek instantly turned red. She said stupidly, "I thought you were asking me to go back and rest."
"No." Qu Cheng looked doting. "I've persuaded you so many times, but you're not willing to go back. What can I do? I can only let you be. I just wanted to say that there are novels on the bookshelf. If you're bored, you can pick a few to read. Anyway, you're just idle."
Probably not expecting Qu Cheng to be so considerate, Song Ge was actually stunned. She didn't move at all, just like a statue, with her mouth open and her eyes not knowing where to look.