Dongfang Shihua left quietly, and accompanying her was her family - Dongfang Boyu.
The door closed softly, and bang... softly, but it caused serious ripples in my heart.
Yun Yan raised her eyes and looked at Ximen, who was still standing still, and sighed softly, "Ximen, don't go."
Ximen sat down, supported his forehead with his hands, and said calmly, "How can I recover my memory? Is it okay to crash into a car again?"
Yun Yan was so frightened by his words that she immediately sat upright and looked at him with a frightened expression on her face, "Ximen, don't do anything stupid."
Crash another car? Does he regard it as a game? If he loses, he can start over?
Does he know that if he is not careful, he will die?
He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Heh."
Yun Yan felt guilty. Although it was an accident, she was still the culprit. "I'm sorry, Ximen, if it wasn't an accident..."
"Oh." He just raised his eyes and responded in a daze.
This meaningless sound.
Yunyan suddenly didn't know what to say.
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The moment she closed the door, Dongfang Shihua burst into tears. She sniffed and the tears flowed more and more.
She opened the door of her house, then hugged Dongfang Boyu and fell down, crying silently. She just held Dongfang Boyu's hand and pinched the clothes around his waist vigorously.
In the end, he couldn't help but burst into tears, crying in Dongfang Boyu's chest. His trembling shoulders made Dongfang Boyu sad and distressed.
"Isn't he just a man? If you want him, take him home and get married. If you don't want to, tie him to the bed and let you torture him." Dongfang Boyu said it like a bandit, but Dongfang Shihua was amused.
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"You think it was a bandit who snatched the bride." She wiped her nose, "She's still tied to the bed, so why don't you tie Yun Yan up?"
Dongfang Boyu knocked her head heavily, "Why did you mention her?"
"Don't deny it. You just like her. Otherwise, why were you in such a hurry at the nightclub just now?" Dongfang Shihua walked to the sofa and sat down.
"I don't know if she likes it." Dongfang Boyu also sat down and sighed softly, "But even if she likes it, she doesn't disdain it."
"Why?" Dongfang Shihua was very confused after hearing this, "She is still afraid of you?"
Dongfang Boyu shrugged, noncommittal.
"Why don't you cherish her when she is by your side? There is no woman who can't be chased by a man who is shameless."
Shameless? Is that what his young master Dongfang did?
Dongfang Boyu gave her a hard look, took out a tissue and handed it to her, "Wipe your tears, you cried so hard."
"I miss him." Covering her nose with paper, Dongfang Shihua no longer tried to show off, but said aggrievedly like a little girl, "My heart aches when I think about it."
Thinking about it makes his heart hurt... Dongfang Boyu has never tried this feeling, so he once thought it was an exaggeration. It was not until later that he realized that there was a kind of longing that really made his heart hurt when he thought about it.
"Shihua."
"I know I'm going too far, treating another person as him." Dongfang Shihua lowered his eyes and said sadly, "But, Boyu, you don't know, when I see his face, I think of Jue