9. Chapter 9 007 The Strange Self Three Years Ago 3
The man did not look at Qian Xiaojue for too long. In her confused gaze, he gently let go of her cold hand and put it into the quilt.
It was obviously the hot summer in August, but the air conditioner in the room was colder than her hands.
A flash of disappointment flashed in Qian Xiaojue's eyes... If this man is not an important person to her, then who is she? Where should she go? Who can tell her?
There was a faint confusion in her eyes, and this confusion made the man who had let go of her hand suddenly reach out and gently pinch her chin, forcing her to look up at him, and then the man vomited softly.
Said: "I am your fiancé, have you even forgotten this?"
The man's fingertips were a little rough, which made the skin of Qian Xiaojue's chin feel a little raw.
But she was so frightened by the man's answer that she even ignored the pain in her jaw.
"Fiancé?" How could she believe it?
Could this man in front of her...with extraordinary appearance and aura be her fiancé?
Is she his fiancée?
Yes, she has forgotten everything, but she is not a fool. No unmarried couple is like them...
Her disbelief was so strong that he could clearly see what she meant even if she didn't say it out loud.
He was not in a hurry, but stared at her and said slowly: "We spend very little time together, but I don't need to lie to you about the fact that we are an unmarried couple. After all... no one is willing to make up a random wife for themselves.
."
His meaning is very obvious. Does an excellent man like him need to lie to women to get his wife? Of course it is impossible. Qian Xiaojue believes that as long as he touches a finger, there will be a group of women waiting in line.
If she marries someone, she will definitely be someone with a good family background and good looks. She cannot be like herself... someone who has even forgotten who she is.
"Okay... tell me, how old am I this year? What is my name? Who else is there in my family? When did we... get engaged? How did we... get together?"
Staring at the man in front of her, she couldn't ask 'how to fall in love'. With his cold look, how could he possibly fall in love with her? She couldn't even think about it.
The man loosened his fingers and let go of Qian Xiaojue's chin. When Qian Xiaojue smiled secretly in his eyes, "He is indeed a liar," he gently got into the quilt and held her hand, which had become warmer.
Qian Xiaojue flinched and wanted to take it back again, but unexpectedly he tightened his grip again, even tighter and firmer than the last time.
Qian Xiaojue looked at him, but he looked at her extremely calmly, seemingly unmoved by her eyes, and just said more calmly: "You are twenty years old this year, I have been waiting for you."
I've been waiting for you... The concept of 'a woman's legal marriage age must not be lower than twenty' flashed through Qian Xiaojue's mind, and she immediately blushed. What he meant was... he had been waiting for her to be able to
marry?
Qian Xiao had no idea how beautiful she was at this moment, even if she was lying on the bed with her hair a little messy, but her skin was like snow, her hair was like ink, her cheeks were like cherry blossoms, and the collar and buttons of her hospital gown were slightly open, revealing her looming crystal collarbones.
How exciting.
The man moved his gaze away from her collar, held her hand tighter, paused, and then slowly said: "You are an orphan and have no family. We met on a not-so-quiet night.
, I chased you fiercely and cornered you, and then you agreed to my proposal."
Qian Xiaojue frowned. What he said was crisp and clear, more like a knife in his hand. There were also some problems with his wording. Moreover, she didn't know whether his words were true or false, but she felt that there was no reason for him to lie to her, so she frowned.
Then he asked her: "Where is my name? Where is your name?"
"My name is He Lianqing...your name is Qian Xiaojue."
Qian Xiaojue... She really felt that this name was inexplicably familiar.