The dazzling red lights, the whistling trucks, and the brakes that are too late to be stepped on...... Confined to the cab, I couldn't move, and I could only watch myself get closer and closer to death. There was a deafening collision sound, and the final picture was frozen in the firelight in the sky.

Is this a dream or a memory? If it's a dream, why is the pain so real? If it's memory...... Why can't I remember the slightest?

Am I dead or alive? Can't remember.

What happened? Can't remember.

Who am I? Can't remember.

-- I can't think of anything.

Suddenly he opened his eyes and stared at the top of the bed as far as his eyes could see—the dark brown wood with dark gold lines, intricate and intricately carved ornaments, and the air was filled with a quiet and pleasant incense, which made people relax their minds.

My first instinct, however, was one of surprise, as if I had the impression that the scene I saw should be snow-white, and that my nose should smell a pungent smell - although I don't know where I got the idea.

Where is this? How did I end up here? The scariest thing is that I can't even remember my name, my identity.

Blinking in confusion, I blinked my arms and tried to sit up, but as soon as I moved, the soreness and weakness of my body immediately fed back to the limbs, and then converged into an extreme pain in my chest—I couldn't help but hiss softly.

Eyes moved down, lifted the thin brocade quilt, only to find that he was only covered with an almost transparent light-colored thin shirt, touched his chest, but it was wrapped in layers of heavy gauze, and the most painful place, at this moment, is oozing red blood, the tentacles are warm and slippery, stained on the fingertips, teaching me to be stunned.

This is...... My wounds? How is the damage done? And who did it?

Countless questions crossed my mind, but in an instant all thoughts were interrupted by a sharp pain, as if a sharp blade had broken the sea in my brain, blocking any fragments of memory that tried to gather and piece together; The sharp pain was a hundred times more severe than the dull pain of slowly oozing blood in the chest, and it was unbearable, and I had to give in and stop remembering.

My sigh died away in the light peeking in behind the faint open door, and the sound of a vague footstep approached softly, and stood still by the bed, but then there was no movement.

As the footsteps approached, I subconsciously closed my eyes, slowed down my breathing, and pretended to be asleep, even I couldn't tell why I had such a reaction, but I didn't know how to face it inexplicably, or maybe I subconsciously resisted it.

Before I could sort out the difference, I heard a cold and moving voice whisper, "You're awake." ”

It was in an affirmative tone.

I was a little embarrassed to be exposed, but I had to open my eyes and look at the man, in fact, I was also very curious in my heart, who was the owner of this beautiful and familiar voice, and how the sigh-like murmur alone made people throb.

I figured I must have known her, or I wouldn't have had such a big reaction, though I couldn't remember it at all.

Raised his eyes to look at the sound, and the man was also looking down, the dark eyes were bottomless, like a cold pool that sucked people's souls, just stared for a moment, the pure black seemed to cross a touch of amber streamer, like a calm cold pool suddenly rippled, although fleeting, but left a circle of ripples.

-- Snow skin and jade appearance, do not marry the bewitching east wind.

Suddenly, such a sentence appeared, I don't know the reason, I don't understand the deep meaning, but I stubbornly feel that it is very suitable for this woman.

"Hmm......" I looked at each other for a long time, and the dull pain in my chest that could not be ignored taught me to come back to my senses suddenly, and I don't know if it was the bleeding wound that was causing trouble, or if it was from some kind of emotion that I couldn't discern was playing tricks.

And as I screamed in pain, the pair of black pupils suddenly constricted, and without saying a word, I lifted the quilt covering my body, and then under my stiff gaze, I tore open the thin robe, frowned, and my voice was cold, but the tone was extremely soft, and there was a trace of careful concern: "The wound is cracked? Does it hurt? ”

In her eyes I saw a pale and weak face, lips bloodied with pain—was this my reflection?

Some...... Strange.

Without waiting for me to reply, she quickly turned and went outside, walking hastely and worriedly, and it was evident that she was someone very close to me—in that case, it was unlikely that she would have hurt me, right?

This speculation finally made me let down most of my guard.

Having lost all my memories, I am hesitant about the road ahead, and I don't know my friends or foes, so I can really be said to be walking on thin ice.

So, can I trust her?

After a while, the footsteps sounded again, but they were heavier than before.

I hurriedly straightened up my shirt and turned my head to look.

Behind the man was a man with a medicine box on his back, with a rather feminine face and a very indifferent expression, and when he saw me looking straight at him, his brow furrowed - I could feel the coldness coming from him even from these distances, and perhaps a little bit of hostility, I just hope that I am not too sensitive.

"Wei Shu, her wound is oozing blood, Xu is cracking again, can you quickly see if there is a big problem?" The man glanced at me lightly, quickly looked away, and spoke to the man in a deep voice.

Sounds like this guy with the medicine box must be a doctor - he couldn't be the one who bandaged my wounds?

I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when I thought of the gauze wrapped around and the clothes that were nothing.

"It doesn't matter, since she has woken up, it proves that the medicine has worked, and her life is saved, as long as the wound heals," the man said lightly, "You sit up, and I will change the medicine for you." ”

This latter sentence is obviously addressed to me.

After being stunned for a while, I gritted my teeth and propped up my arms and was about to get up, but one of them took the first step and gently pressed my shoulder, and said undoubtedly: "You are still weak, just lie down, I will change the medicine for you." ”

Then he looked at the man with a cold face, and said nothing, and the meaning of evicting the guest was obvious.

I noticed that the man's eyes were surging, not as indifferent as he appeared to be, but he restrained himself well, just nodded, took out the medicine bottle and gauze from the medicine box and put them on the table, and said casually before he was about to turn away: "Your Majesty, I have already told you about the various shortcomings of the Jidan that day, you must be mentally prepared." ”

“…… Let's go down. She poured the medicine intently on the gauze, as if unimpressed by the man's admonition, and waved her hand without looking back.

Somehow, although the man retreated silently, the look he looked back at when he left made me feel a chill down my spine, and I was faintly a little jealous.

"It's going to hurt a little, bear with it." Helping me to sit up, the man held the gauze dipped in the potion with one hand, and reached for the placket of my shirt with the other, but he hesitated a little when he was about to touch it, and his eyes wandered, but he didn't look at me.

In this situation, why are you more shy than me? Where is the heroic energy that pulled my shirt just now?

Everyone is a woman, and it has nothing to do with it, so it's better than teaching that man to change the medicine for me, what else am I not satisfied with?

"Thank you for taking care of this girl." Seeing that her eyebrows were lowered, but her movements were orderly, I estimated that my heart was not awkward, and I was grateful for her care, so I took the initiative to thank her, breaking the silence at this moment.

I was about to ask her some cause and effect, but I felt the movement of her hand slammed suddenly, and the low-hanging beautiful eyes suddenly froze, as if she wanted to see my heart: "What do you call me?" ”

"Uh, auntie, girl?" Seeing her look change drastically, I felt a sigh in my heart, I didn't know where I said wrong, so I had to explain hard, "I'm sorry, my mind is blank now, I can't remember anything, if there is anything that offends you, please forgive me." ”

Suddenly remembering that the man just now called her "Majesty", I was shocked: this is not an honorific title for ordinary people, and besides, the layout and furnishings of this room all show extraordinary dignity and luxury.

What the hell is this place? Who is this peerless woman? What is the relationship between her and me?

"Don't remember?" Just as I was being overwhelmed by that deep gaze, she finally asked in a low voice, "Forgot anything?" Even me...... Forgotten? ”

When she looked at me like this, I was speechless, and I was a little weak-hearted, but I just laughed: "I just think that you have some kind faces, and I think you know you - can you tell me what happened?" Who am I? Why does it hurt? ”

Was it an accident, or was someone trying to kill me?

This last question is still my guess, and it is not easy to ask directly.

Unexpectedly, after listening to my question, the man's expression froze, as if he was in disbelief, as if he had been struck by lightning, and his dark eyes seemed to be brewing an invisible storm, and it was like a frost and snow that had fallen for nine cold days, even the extreme cold could not hide the deep sadness.

"You ......" I looked into those eyes, and looked at the reflection of myself in the dazed look, speechless.

Just for a moment, she suddenly lowered her eyes, put on my clothes, carefully lifted the quilt, hooked the corners of her mouth slightly, and smiled casually: "Forget it, I just tell you to listen." ”

She took a deep breath, her slender fingers twisted away a strand of hair on the side of my cheek, and the soft fingertips crossed my skin, as if she was nostalgic, and as if she was just inadvertently touched, the dragonfly touched the water, and she left as soon as she touched it, only the dreamlike smile on her lips couldn't see it really: "Remember, your name is Kuang Xihan, and you are the most honorable prince of Dawu." ”

- Prince? There's always a feeling of unreality.

"What about you?" Nodding his head, he asked unrelentingly, I don't understand why I have so many complicated feelings for the woman in front of me.

"Me?" She laughed in a low voice, a little self-deprecating and a little bitter in her laughter, "My name is Kuang Xixi, and it's your sister." ”

For some reason, her "sister" made my heart tremble, and her beautiful smile taught me to fall into the sour melancholy of the sky for no reason, and I couldn't extricate myself.