Hua Qianyue was shocked. It turned out that they were not lovers, so he lied to her.

Sure enough, her previous guess was correct.

"Why do you lie to me?"

Ye Chongsheng smiled bitterly: "Because you have lost your memory, it looks like a chance given to me by God, which makes a wish that could not be realized suddenly. After all the despair, such opportunities are like life-saving medicine, which makes people unable to give up. I think that as long as you never recover your memory, then the two of them can be happy forever, so they will deceive you at all costs."

I knew that the moment she lost her memory was like a drowning person, and in endless pain, she suddenly grabbed a wooden board and was filled with ecstasy.

How can I give up? Even though I know it is just deceiving myself, I also want to catch her who does not belong to me.

So, deception is so natural, and she believed it, treats him very well, and even says she loves him. He feels very happy and in pain. Even though he knows it is fake, he is still addicted. He wants more and more, and his heart becomes more and more afraid.

"…"Hua Qianyue hates deception, but seeing his painful and desperate expression, he couldn't say anything in blame, and he felt his heart tugged, "Then why not continue to deceiving?"

"I can deceive you, I can't deceive myself." The stolen happiness is always hesitant, always afraid that she will disappear the next day, and also afraid that she will hate him after she finally knows the truth.

"Even if we were not lovers a hundred years ago, can't I fall in love with you a hundred years later?"

"Impossible!" Ye Chuangsheng was angry and sad, "Even in the end, the person you loved was still him, you never liked me. Even if I force it again and again, you refused. From beginning to end, you only love him, only him!"

Is it painful, unwilling to accept it? All the past was pain rooted in the bones, so he couldn't deceive himself.

A hundred years ago, no matter how much he did or how much he loved her, she refused every time and never gave him any hope. It was just that he had been struggling to get involved.

If she had not lost her memory, she would only reject him again when she met him.

Hua Qianyue was shocked. A hundred years ago, was she loved someone else?

Why did she forget it?

"who is he?"

Ye Chongsheng looked at her silently and vomited a name in pain: "Shifang Piaomiao!"

Hua Qianyue's body trembled, her eyes widened in an instant, her face was pale, and her heart felt unspeakable pain and she was very sad.

Ye Chuangsheng saw her look pale, covering her heart, and her eyes darkened. Sure enough, she still cared about that person very much after losing her memory. She was so painful when she heard the person’s name.

His heart also felt pain, and he really hoped that he was the one who died at the beginning.

So, will she suffer such pain for him now?

"What about him? Where is he?" Hua Qianyue asked anxiously.

"He committed suicide by killing the high priest to save you."

Hua Qianyue's heart trembled and she suddenly became dull.

My head was blank, and I felt very uncomfortable. I could not remember anything, but the pain was a real existence, which made her eyes moist and tears flowed down unconsciously!

Is he actually dead? She can't remember anything by a man who died for her. She hates this situation and even her sadness becomes so helpless.
Chapter completed!