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"Ai!"

When the mother and daughter were packing up, Lu Cangyao had already received Ying Ying's call. Knowing that Shen Linglong was indeed in the vicinity of the hotel, her gaze was cold.

If the second time was to separate his relationship with Leng Xin, then what about the first one?

What exactly did Shen Linglong want to tell him?

Shadow, look up Wen Xin's information and give it to me.

On the other end of the line, Shadow's face slightly changed. After a long while, he finally replied, "Yes, Master."

What should he do? Has the master begun to doubt?

No, you can't tell Master about Wen Xin, or else …

After a thousand twists and turns in his heart, Shadow decided to hide a certain part of the truth.

Lu Cangyao looked down at his phone and frowned.

This Wen Xin's life was rather pitiful, but why did his heart ache just by looking at all the things she had experienced?

Xin...

He placed his hand on his chest, his black eyes slightly narrowing as he began to suspect certain things.

To be exact, ever since he found out Leng Xin's real name, he began to want to investigate some of it … Something that he had deliberately forgotten and did not dare to think about.

Although he had lost his memories, it didn't mean that he would forget the feeling.

After thinking for a long time, he picked up his phone. "Where is it?" "Come out."

It was rare for him to make a date with her, so Sheng Qi happily took off his white coat and left the hospital in a handsome white sports car.

After two hours — —

Sheng Qi hugged his stomach and bent down, wincing in pain.

If she had known that he was going to call her out for a fight, she wouldn't have come. How could she face the patient tomorrow with that face of hers?

Suddenly, Sheng Qi laid on the ground and shouted, "I'm not going to fight, I'm not going to fight! "Why are you fighting for no reason at all? I'm so tired."

"Get up and continue."

"Fuck, I'm not fighting anymore, I'm always like this. I admit defeat!"

This time, he was not given the chance to act shamelessly. Lu Cangyao grabbed his collar and snorted coldly: "Continue fighting with me, or just stand there and fight whatever you want."

Sheng Qi hurriedly surrendered, "What kind of stimulation did you receive today? We can do it in a more civilized way, like drinking? "

"Explain!"

"Explain what?" Can he be confused?

The black eyes stared at his face. Lu Cangyao knew that the two of them had an extremely close relationship, so it was impossible for Sheng Qi to not know about what had happened in the past.

However, he was deliberately hiding this from everyone, even from the person he trusted the most!

In order to trick him, Lu Cangyao purposely said: "I remember a part of it."

Sheng Qi was shocked and his face paled: "S-Old Yao, are you joking?"

"Are you joking? If I didn't remember a little, I would pull you out, right? "

Sheng Qi swallowed his horror, looked at the man who was covered in cold sweat, then raised both of his hands and said innocently: "I'll say, I'll say everything."

Half an hour later, he sighed. Your father was afraid that the matter regarding Wen Xin would shock you too much, so he hoped that we would keep it a secret. Moreover, after you were brought back to England by the Old Master Lu, because of your amnesia, we haven't met again for a long time. When we meet again, you don't even remember me, so why do I have to mention Wen Xin to make you feel pain? "

After obtaining the truth, Lu Cangyao sat on the ground tiredly, wiped the sweat from the corner of his eyes and asked: "Are you sure? She … Is he really dead? "

"Well, it was her DNA test. Old Yao, you … No problem, right? "

The man lay back and closed his eyes.

Worried that he might suffer from some sort of side effect, Sheng Qi quickly replied: "Tell me!"

"How did she die?"

"Old Yao, it's best if you don't know. She is so similar to Wen Xin, he should be able to help you recover from your pain. "

"Heh …"

Covering his eyes with his arm, Lu Cangyao sneered. Then, he rubbed his chest with his other hand: "Do you really think I have completely forgotten about her? For the past five years and nights, I've been woken up by nightmares, but when I wake up, I can't remember anything, just my aching heart. However, no one told me about her existence. Yet, I actually forgot about her? Tell me, what was the real reason for my amnesia? "

Understanding his current feelings, Sheng Qi said truthfully: "Five years ago, when you went to save Wen Xin, although the gunshot wound was severe, it still wasn't enough to make you lose your memories. The real reason you forget everything is that someone injected you with some kind of unknown drug, causing the nerves in your brain to be damaged. "

"I'm tired, so you should leave first. I want to be alone for a while."

Worried that he wouldn't be able to take it anymore, Sheng Qi patted his chest generously. "Old Yao, if you really can't take it, come, I'll continue to beat you up."

The man shouted coldly, "Go!"

The ferocious beast that he was hiding in his heart now wished to destroy everything! He had forgotten that he had once loved a woman with his life?

Sheng Qi had never seen him in such a rage, like a wild beast that could bite at any time. He started to regret, should he not tell him everything?

Although the current Old Yao looked like an ordinary person, his injured nerves had not been repaired. Strictly speaking, he was still a patient.

"Old Yao, why don't I call Leng Qing over?"

"Are you going or not?" His voice was filled with an unprecedented fatigue.

Seeing that he was not willing to stay, Sheng Qi sighed, "Alright, I will leave immediately."

After leaving the gym, he called Leng Xin: "Where are you? Come quickly, something has happened to Old Yao! "

Just as she was about to cut the fruit, Leng Xin suddenly screamed, and realised that the fruit knife had cut into her hand.

"What happened to him? You give me the address and I'll be there. "

However, when Leng Xin arrived, he was already drunk. Sheng Qi, who had been following him from the gym to the bar, had already chased away many women who had chatted with him. When he saw that Leng Xin had finally arrived, he almost said "Amitabha".

"Come, bring your Old Yao back!"

"What happened to him?"

With an awkward expression, Sheng Qi said: "Let's go back to the car to talk."

took care of Lu Cangyao who had drank too much in the backseat when he was driving. This entire time, this man had been overly calm.

Leng Xin seemed to have understood something. Her heart clenched.

"Xi Meng... Do you remember Wen Xin? " Why was it so sudden, leaving her powerless to defend against it?

Looking at her expression in the rearview mirror, Sheng Qi heaved a long sigh of relief, "He said that he recovered part of his memories and came to me to interrogate me, I could only tell him the truth."

How long had they been separated? How did Lu Cangyao suddenly recover his memories?

Leng Xin frowned: "You should have been deceived. If he really had recovered her memories, I would not have directly asked you."

"Fuck?" No way! Old Yao tricked me? " However, after being together for such a long time, her understanding of the Old Yao had reached such a degree?

Leng Xin didn't pay attention to him. She just silently looked at the man lying on her lap.

Now that he knew of Wen Xin's existence, would he let her go?

He should have been happy, but why was his eyes so sore when he thought of splitting up?

The white sports car stopped in front of the apartment building. Sheng Qi carried the person upstairs and almost died from exhaustion. Leng Xin poured some water for him, then said: "I will take good care of him, you go home first, I'll call you if there's any problems."

Looking in the direction of the bedroom, Sheng Qi nodded his head: "Then … I'll be troubling you. No matter what, Wen Xin is already dead, but Old Yao is still alive. Can you please let him pull himself together? "

"I will try my best."

"No, you definitely can."

Leng Xin remained silent.

After Sheng Qi left, she slowly closed the door, stepped with a few kilograms of footsteps and entered the bedroom.

Unknowingly, the man on the bed had already taken off his clothes, and the tattoo on his chest was extremely obvious. It was evidence of his deep love for Wen Xin.

Her heart was in pain, she walked over as if nothing had happened: "Xi Meng, are you alright? Do you want to drink some water? "

The man suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed her arm. Leng Xin, who was caught unprepared, fell on the bed and gasped. In the next second, he had already flipped over on top of the bed.

Then did he drink too much?

"You …"

Her slightly rough fingertips brushed against her cheek, her sharp black eyes blurred, then she leaned over and kissed her gently.

Her heart was beating fast, and she thought he would push her away without hesitation.

"Wen Xin, I'm sorry …"

Her rosy face suddenly paled. That rapidly beating heart, as if it had suddenly frozen, had already lost all sense of its beating.

Leng Xin's eyes gradually reddened. She knew the pain he was experiencing and couldn't bear to tell him the truth.

Forget it, let's just let it be this once. Let him treat me as Wen Xin, as long as he can continue to live as before.

She had never seen such a gentle Lu Cangyao. In her memories, he was tyrannical and despotic, with the ability to look down on all outstanding people. He had never been this cautious and careful, treating her like a fragile crystal.

"Xi Meng..."

The man slowly stopped moving. His cold eyes stared at her eyes, and he buried his face in her neck. "Hmm, what's wrong?"

Her neck felt itchy, and she subconsciously dodged. His hand slipped into her clothes and he touched it neither lightly nor heavily.

Leng Xin panted deeply, her eyes glistening with tears: "Are you sober?"

"Who told you I was drunk?" He was more awake now than ever.

Although his memories had yet to recover, the unforgettable feeling from five years ago had returned. He was afraid that if he lost the memory of the person in his embrace, he would not lose consciousness.

She whispered, "Are you drunk?"

"Yes."

"Do you know who I am?" Just now, he had clearly called her Wen Xin.

Knowing what she was thinking, the man intentionally rubbed her fair neck without replying. Leng Xin became a little impatient, she did not like being used as a substitute. If he was not drunk, she would not pretend to be Wen Xin.

After a long while, Lu Cangyao finally said slowly, "You are you. Regardless of whether you have become Cold Love, Leng Xin, or any other names, they are all yours."

What was this man talking about?

He must be drunk! Those who were drunk liked to say that they weren't.

Sighing, Leng Xin pushed him. "Go to sleep, we'll talk about it tomorrow."