Xia Zhenai frowned and looked at the small bag that fell on the ground in silence for a while. She leaned over slightly to pick it up, opened the bag, and took out two lavender wishing bottles from inside.
There are also two stars inside.
Xia Zhenai blinked, when did she hide this thing?
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After packing her luggage, Xia Zhenai sat on the sofa and stared at the two wishing bottles suspiciously. Could this be related to her missing memory?
After a while, as if she had made up her mind, she opened the cork, took out the red star, and slowly took it apart to take a look.
What caught my eye was a line of handwriting written in flying colors: [On the road to happiness, I love you most - Leng Haoxuan].
Leng Haoxuan...Leng Haoxuan...
These three words kept swirling in her mind, but there was a dull pain in her heart.
Xia Zhenai covered her chest, wondering what on earth was going on.
The green star was also opened, but there was a line of neat and elegant handwriting: "Red beans are born in the southern country (there is also a small red bean cleverly drawn next to it). When spring comes, I will send out a few branches. I hope you will pick more. I miss you the most. I miss you.
Xia Zhenai stared at these two names in a daze, her eyes gradually becoming trance-like, and there was a faint stabbing pain in her head.
She covered her head in pain, and her face began to turn pale.
In the blur, a crisp female voice came to her ears: "Red beans are born in the South. When spring comes, a few branches will appear. I hope you will pick more. This is the most loved thing."
"..."
[Haoxuan, this poem is called "Red Beans"... As long as I disappear one day, as long as you hear this... you can find me...]
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The memory is gone in a flash and can never be captured again.
Xia Zhenai gasped in pain and pulled her hair with both hands, trying to ease the pain.
Her forehead was covered with sweat, her chest was rising and falling vigorously, and her big red eyes were filled with tears as she stared at the two lines of writing in her hand.
This moment overlaps with a certain point in memory.
However, the scene has changed.
[Haoxuan, today is the one-month anniversary of our acquaintance, why don’t we make a wish! 】
[Fool, as long as we have each other in our hearts! 】
【I want to make a wish, and you must accompany me.】
【Okay, as long as you like it, whatever you want is fine.】
Xia Zhenai tried to remember more, but the pain in her head became more and more frequent. Suddenly, her brain was deprived of oxygen, her vision went dark, and she collapsed on the ground.
The moment before passing out.
She seemed to see a layer of fiery red in front of her eyes, and in a daze, she seemed to vaguely see a tall figure walking towards her.
She half-closed her eyes weakly and murmured unconsciously: "Haoxuan..."
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Andy knocked on the door for a while, but there was no response at all.
Could it be that you were angry with him and deliberately ignored him?
He didn't want to offend her, so he turned around and planned to leave. After taking a few steps, his footsteps suddenly stopped. He was still a little worried, so he turned around without thinking.
Andy pushed the door open and stepped in. Seeing this scene, he stood there in shock.
At that moment, he seemed to be in a daze and forgot to react. He was stunned for a long time before he suddenly reacted.
Andy strode over and immediately leaned over to pick up Xia Zhenai, who was unconscious on the ground. Her forehead was still bruised.
He must have hit the glass table when he fainted.
The ground was stained with blood.
Even her bangs were wet with blood.
Andy's upright body was trembling involuntarily, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and there was a layer of mist floating under his deep blue eyes.