Li Feifan looked at Dongfang Qingxue up and down, and there was never such a woman in his memory.
"I do not know you."
Dongfang Qingxue curled her lips, but her heart seemed to be cracked, and it hurt like never before.
"Do you really not want me?" Dongfang Qingxue asked with a smile again.
"Who are you and why are you so crazy here?" Li Feifan frowned and said in confusion. Today is his wedding. Where did this inexplicable woman come from? Then he signaled Li Yi to drive Dongfang Qingxue out.
Dongfang Qingxue laughed faintly, and then said with a cold face, "Li Feifan, from now on I, Dongfang Qingxue, will have nothing to do with you. We will never know each other again. I wish you a happy wedding."
After saying that, she turned around and left gracefully. If he hadn't had selective amnesia, she would have stopped the wedding. But when she learned that he had forgotten her on purpose, she felt that there was no need to hold on.
So she came over and only asked those two questions and listened to the indifferent answers, so that she could completely stop thinking about it.
The four Li Yi people standing behind Li Feifan felt their heads explode, making them at a loss. Dongfang Qingxue left without making a fuss. This was so unlike her way of doing things.
"Feifan, who is she?" Su Lin, who was standing next to Li Feifan, suddenly said, holding his hand tightly with both hands.
Li Feifan stared intently at the door after Dongfang Qingxue left. When he heard her last words, his heart ached, as if he had lost something very important. He turned sideways and was about to talk to Su Lin when he suddenly felt a rush in his head.
He felt sore that he fainted and fell to the ground.
"Boss..."
"extraordinary……"
The church suddenly became a mess, and the wedding naturally did not proceed. Li Feifan was quickly sent to the hospital.
From the moment he fainted, many figures vaguely appeared in his mind, but he could not see clearly. After arriving at the hospital, the doctor gave him an anesthetic and he lost all consciousness.
When Li Feifan was conscious, he only felt the smell of potion all around him. His hand was tightly held by another hand. As he moved, Su Lin, who was holding his hand, also woke up.
"Feifan, how are you? Does your head still hurt?" Su Lin said with a worried look. In fact, she was very scared. From the moment Dongfang Qingxue appeared, she was particularly afraid. She was afraid that Li Feifan would not want her. She knew
He has lost his memory and knows that he used to love a woman very much.
Li Feifan gave her a reassuring smile, "I'm fine. How long have you been guarding me? Go back and rest. I'm sorry that the wedding couldn't go on."
"I'm not tired, just let me guard you. If it doesn't work this time, we can hold it again." Su Lin held his hand and smiled empathetically.
Li Feifan nodded slightly, but he hesitated a little now. At this time, his mind was filled with Dongfang Qingxue's figure. Especially thinking about her last words, he felt an unreasonable pain in his heart.
He asked Su Lin to prepare food for him on the excuse of being hungry, and then called the doctor over.
"You mean I have selective amnesia?" Li Feifan frowned and asked, why did he have selective amnesia in the first place? Could it be related to the woman named Dongfang Qingxue?
"Yes, you were hit hard on the head when you were in a car accident. We wanted to help you recover your memory, but he chose to lose some of his memory." The doctor looked at him and answered truthfully.