"athur! How is Xiaoxia?" A pleasant male voice came to Mingxia's ears. Is it Huan?
"It was just a stimulation, but I think her memory will be restored!" The other voice was also a boy. Who was it?
"That's it, I got it!" Huan gently touched Mingxia's forehead, the expression on his face was so sad.
"Then I'll go down first!" Athur felt that there was no point in staying here anymore and he would still be a light bulb.
"Xiaoxia, you know, I really don't want you to recover your memory. I don't want you to leave me, let alone get you hurt! I often wonder, what will you do if one day you recover your memory? In my
Who would you choose between Leng Yiche and Leng Yiche? I'm really scared..." Huan's voice became smaller and softer.
His voice was trembling. He must be trying to hold back tears, right?
Mingxia suddenly felt that she was a bad person, but Huan was right, who would I choose? If my memory had not been restored, I would definitely choose Huan, but now that my memory has been restored, who should I choose?
Although she tried very hard to hold back, in the end, Ming Xia's tears still flowed down her forehead.
"Xiaoxia, please have a good sleep!" Obviously, Huan did not see Mingxia's tears. Or maybe he saw it and just didn't want to say it. Because he was afraid that once he said it, they might not even be friends anymore...
…silly, huh?
Huan left a faint kiss on Ming Xia's fair forehead, and then walked out of the door.
As soon as Huan left, Mingxia opened her eyes on the bed.
"Huan, I really don't know... maybe, I know, I should choose you..." Ming Xia muttered to herself.
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