Cold sweat was flowing, his eyelids drooped, and he vaguely saw Sikong Ying'er's shadow: "You can't recover your memory. Because your brain is now a fragile string and cannot withstand any external stimulation.

[What if I must restore my memory?]

[I will never help you, so what if you remember, it is just a stumbling block to her happiness! Why do you want to repeat the tragedy?! Wake up! 】

The last sentence seemed to touch a certain mechanism in Sikong Zeye's mind.

His brain exploded in an instant and he was in severe pain:[

[If she doesn't love you, no matter whether she loved you in the past but forgot about it, or never loved you... When she doesn't love you anymore, your love will only become a burden to her. 】

[Look at you now, you are just a stumbling block to her happiness!]

"You are just a stumbling block to her happiness!"

That sentence had become a sore spot in his heart 6 years ago. He could not touch or move it. The slightest touch would cause the pain to tear open all over his body.

He lay there for a week and woke up drunk. It was the most decadent period for him when he woke up. He was unshaven and smelled of alcohol all over his body. Even Ying'er would hide her face and run away after seeing it.

He has always been a person who can afford to take things and let them go.

But that was the first time he was injured so seriously...

Internal injury. External injury.

It is like a patient who is bleeding profusely and is dying, and the final rescue efforts only delay his pain.

A week later, he finally couldn't bear the longing and went back to find Bai Yunshang and saw them coming out of a supermarket.

Bai Yunshang lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Across a road, there was a lot of traffic.
Chapter completed!