The tall figure walked slowly, approaching Hu Ling'er step by step. Because he was walking against the backlight, his face could not be seen clearly, and even his body shape was indistinguishable between male and female.
However, Hu Ling'er's vigilance relaxed a lot, because the aura on the visitor's body was pure and clear, and she could not feel the slightest danger.
She just looked at him quietly until a clear voice sounded: "You're awake."
The clear and clear voice, like the spring breeze, miraculously soothed Hu Ling'er's originally anxious mood.
At the same time, she also saw clearly the appearance of the person coming.
It was a man in white clothes. His phoenix eyes were slightly curved, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, which outlined a beautiful arc with the dimples on his lips. His warm smile was as eye-catching as his voice.
Comfortable to wear.
White clothes and pure face, peerless in the world.
Hu Ling'er stared straight at this stunning man, her head buzzing, and vaguely, as if there was an equally perfect face flashing in her mind, and disappeared before she could see it clearly.
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It hurts, my head hurts!
Hu Ling'er suddenly covered her head in pain. Only then did she realize that her head was also wrapped in a thick bandage. She hadn't even noticed it just now.
Seeing her painful look, the man quickly put down the wild fruit in his hand, bent over and sat next to her naturally, and gently touched her temples with his hands while saying: "Your head should have fallen off the cliff.
You were injured by a stone when you were traveling, but compared to the sword wounds on your shoulder and chest, the injury on your head is not too serious."
Falling off a cliff? Wounded by a sword?
Why did she fall off the cliff and why was she injured?
Hu Ling'er's eyes were blank because she found that she couldn't remember anything. The more she thought about it, the more her head hurt.
"Why, can't you remember?" The man didn't seem surprised by her reaction. Seeing that she was still stunned, he continued: "It doesn't matter if you can't remember. This is the sequelae of a severe head injury. It will get better in the future.
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The man's voice was soft and gentle, and the movements of his hands were even more gentle. One after another, they not only calmed down Hu Ling'er's mood, but also effectively relieved her headache.
For a man and a woman who don't know each other to be so close to each other and perform such intimate actions, it should be ambiguous and awkward.
However, the man's movements were natural and Hu Ling'er's expression was calm, and she didn't feel the slightest bit uncomfortable.
"Thank you." Hu Ling'er said the first words after the two met, and then slowly closed her eyes, enjoying the soothing and warmth brought to her by the slender fingertips.
"Haha..." Seeing her calm down, the man smiled softly, as warm as spring.
Hu Ling'er closed her eyes. As the headache subsided, she tried to search for memories. However, the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and her face gradually turned pale.
The man felt something strange about her and was about to ask, but he saw her suddenly opening her eyes and saying with a blank look on her face: "I...I can't even remember who I am."
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The man was also stunned. Are the sequelae so serious?
Hu Linger was panicked and confused. She grabbed his hand desperately and said with a panicked expression: "What should I do? What should I do? I can't think of anything. My mind is blank. I don't know who I am? From
Where? Why did I fall off the cliff? Why did I get injured? I don’t remember anything!"
The man paused for a moment, then curled his lips, looked at Hu Ling'er softly and said, "Then let me be your first memory... My name is Jian Xinan."