It's her memory.

Jiang Lan didn't know how to answer him. She raised her hand and pushed the man's hand away and gestured: It's not you like this anyway.

The corner of Lu Jingchi's mouth raised a sarcastic arc.

"Then what if this is me?"

Jiang Lan shook his head firmly: No.

"So sure?"

Jiang Lan shook her head, her eyes extremely determined. After so many years, she would never forget what kind of person he was.

If she could still recall what he said to her when they got married, the way she looked at him now might not only be distant and strange, but also a little more mocking.

Lu Jingchi looked at her for a long time. He could no longer find a familiar expression on her face, so he let her go.

"Take out your phone."

Jiang Lan pursed her lips and handed the phone to him.

He took her phone away, clicked on her WeChat and made a few operations, and his avatar reappeared in the contact list.

He shamelessly added himself back, returned the phone to Jiang Lan, and said, "If you dare to delete me again..."

He thought about his next words for a while before saying, "I will definitely give you a more profound memory."

Jiang Lan's back suddenly felt numb.

She lowered her head and glanced at his profile picture, which was still the same gray one. She clicked on his profile picture, and after zooming in, she saw that it was a photo of two dolls.

Jiang Lan showed him the photo, then put down the phone and gestured: Where did you take this?

The bright photos on his cell phone gave him a sense of deja vu, as if his soul had been captured and exposed to the sun for public execution.

Lu Jingchi stared at the photo with no expression on his face, but he stared at it for more than ten seconds.

Then, he raised his head and looked at Jiang Lan: "What is this?"

Jiang Lan was stunned. This was his avatar, why did he ask her?

She explained: This is the doll Lu Jingchi caught for me. You don’t even know this, and you still say you are Lu Jingchi.

Lu Jingchi looked at her intently, with unclear meaning in his eyes.

He pondered for a moment and then said: "It doesn't matter whether you think I am him or not, as long as you remember, my name is Lu Jingchi."

He grabbed her mobile phone, turned off the screen, and threw it behind her. He put his hands on both sides of her and got close to her face.

"From now on, it will only be me."

Jiang Lan's pupils shrank slightly, and she turned her head to avoid his breath.

She couldn't accept it, couldn't accept that she would have to face Lu Jingchi like this in the future.

Lu Jingchi turned her face back again, "Do you remember?"

Tears shone in Jiang Lan's eyes, but she did not respond to his words.

The man's eyes darkened, and he pinched her chin a little harder, "Do you remember?"

Jiang Lan raised her hand to break his hand, but her strength could not match the man's. The more she broke it, the tighter she squeezed him, as if she wanted to crush her jaw.

He asked again, "Do you remember?"

It hurts...

Jiang Lan opened her mouth and tears burst into her eyes.

This devil, how could he be Lu Jingchi.

He would never treat her like this.

The man stared at her opening and closing lips, anger gradually creeping into his eyes, veins popped up on his forehead, and the big hand holding her jaw moved to her slender neck.

"shut up!"

What she said was——
Chapter completed!