Su Zhetuo held Xiang Qinglan's hand tightly, but it seemed that she couldn't feel any strength from him. She looked back from time to time, looking for something or remembering something?
He was mad with jealousy, but he could only control his emotions with all his strength. Only in this way could he not ruin the desperate situation he had set up.
He laid it for her, and he also laid it for that man.
In this still unfamiliar country, Arthur stood on the road that seemed to be where he could retrieve his memory. It was a very ordinary road with a few street lights.
He was leaning on the railing alone. Below, it was not the sea or the river, but another road. There was very little traffic here, but one would pass by from time to time.
He took out a cigarette from his pocket. He seemed to be used to thinking here with heavy thoughts. He put the other one on his forehead. There was that familiar pain again, as if he was about to break through something.
?Just waiting for that opportunity to come.
Faintly, he seemed to be able to hear a strange sound, clear... clear... what?
His brows were getting tighter and tighter, and his whole body was like a string that would be completely broken with just one force.
The cigarette in his hand fell to the ground, and the pain that was not easily revealed came out of his mouth easily.
If he could, as long as he stopped thinking about everything, then none of this would happen. If he could, as long as he stopped, he would no longer endure these pains.
But, he can't, really can't.
He wanted to remember, really remember, that memory that might be more important than his life.
"Qing..." came another voice, hazy, very close yet very far away, which made him relax for a moment, but he did not open his eyes.
"Qing," this time it was particularly clear.
He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a pair of red eyes. He only had to blink gently and not shed too many tears.
"Qing, is that you?" He saw her lips moving from time to time, and the words she spoke seemed excited and shocked, but he felt that his head was getting more and more painful.
Qing, "She put her hand on his face, it felt so comfortable...
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"Lan..." He responded with a deep voice, as if that sound came from the edge of distant memory, even the hoarse voice had endured too much pain.
And he didn't notice that the woman's body was slightly stunned, but her hand was placed on his face, and she couldn't bear to leave again.
Yin Sa in the distance suddenly straightened up, and quickly took out his scalpel in his hand. His silver eyes shrank sharply, and with a flick of his hand, the scalpel flew forward at an incredible speed. A flick of his eye.
Silver light flashed across Arthur's eyes.
He put the woman in front of him into his arms, stretched out his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the silver light flashed straight through his eyes.
"Master," Yin Sa exclaimed. He thought that person was harmful to the master, but he didn't expect that the master would save her. His scalpel has always been extremely accurate. Master, is he crazy?
Arthur raised his eyes lightly, and there was an incomprehensible silence in his green eyes. The breeze ruffled the hair on his forehead from time to time. During the gentle rise and fall, his eyes looked at Yin Sa with a particularly sharp look.
And when he took back his hand, there was actually a scalpel between his fingers. As soon as his fingers loosened, the scalpel fell directly to the ground with a bang, and a touch of extremely cold silver reflected on his face.
Light.
"Master," Yin Sa ran over in a few steps. After seeing that Arthur was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the scalpel on the ground and his eyes flashed slightly. How could he forget that he
The technique of throwing the scalpel was learned from the master. If the master can't even dodge this, then he is no longer the master of his Yin Sa.
He knelt down, picked up his scalpel, and stood aside with his head bowed, his eyes looking at the woman in the owner's arms.
His silver eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't understand the identity of this woman, and he didn't understand why the master wanted to save her.
The woman raised her head from Arthur's arms. She looked at the scalpel in his hand, and her face changed slightly. The overly young boy was looking at it with his unusual eyes.
Looking at her, she shrank into Yayo's arms again.
It smelled really good, clean with a light mint fragrance, which made her feel obsessed. She slowly put her hands on his waist, not caring how many people were watching her.
,
"Qing, I finally found you." The voice was almost murmuring to himself, a sigh, and also seemed to be telling someone on purpose.
Arthur put his hand on her shoulder unintentionally, and his heart suddenly contracted because of the word "Qing".
Qing, it seemed that someone had called him this before, but he never knew that person's appearance or voice. It seemed that he could only see it in his dreams.
That made him nostalgic and heartbroken.
"Lan, Lan..." He hugged the woman in his arms tightly, hoarsely and almost silently. He kept calling the name in his memory, heartache, heartache, and countless sadness.
I don't know why, but that sound made Yin Sa's eyes turn red, while the woman in his arms stiffened up. When no one was watching, she bit her lips, and with all her strength,
It seemed to taste blood.
His words made her heartache, but it also made her feel jealous, a kind of jealousy that was about to go crazy. From the beginning, she was full of such complex emotions. She already had a thought.
I want to destroy that Lan's desire.
This man belongs to her. From the moment she hugs him, he can only be his. It will always be hers.
She raised her head from Arthur's arms and saw the hot passion that could not be hidden in the man's green eyes. She stretched out her trembling fingers and took out the necklace from her chest.
A necklace with the name of Severi.
Arthur's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a sharp pain in his head, which made him close his eyes unbearably. In the darkness, he saw himself putting a necklace around a woman's neck. The woman seemed to be
He was surprised, but he carefully placed the necklace inside his clothes. And he still couldn't see clearly the woman's face and her expression, but he knew that she cherished her so much, so much.