"Alan." Xin Manqing swallowed a few more glasses of wine, and his eyes began to blur.

"I've had frequent headaches lately, and I fainted directly once, and today I have a brief dizziness." Xin Manqing told Ai Yilun about his recent situation.

Ai Yilun listened very carefully, he regarded Xin Manqing as a mentor and friend, but he also took the role of a patient. They are all very focused people at work, and they can't avoid being disturbed by the outside world after entering the work state.

Such people are actually very attractive, and most of them know what their goals are. It's not like some people live a life of inactivity.

When a goal is achieved, it climbs to another peak, and with each height, the horizon jumps to a new level with the sense of accomplishment of the previous peak that has just been reached.

In the end, nature is to realize the ultimate dream and value of life and walk to the pinnacle of life.

"Do you have any real memories other than the signs of sensation you mentioned?" Ai Yilun asked.

The physical pain alone is not enough, the key is whether she has made substantial progress.

Xin Manqing shook his head vigorously, not knowing whether he was awakening his memory or clearing the effects of alcohol.

"Would you like to be hypnotized again?" Ai Yilun proposed.

Recalling the last experience of hypnotherapy that almost succeeded, Xin Manqing didn't know if he could still remember those memories.

What confused her the most was how much time she had forgotten her memory, and she didn't even know the most basic.

One month? A year? Three years? Five years? This boundless memory space made Xin Manqing a little powerless.

"Why are you holding a picture of me when I was a child?!"

"Why did you agree to marry me?!"

"Why do you want to kill my dad?!"

Xin Manqing suddenly burst into tears.

Ai Yilun lent his shoulder to Xin Manqing and let her cry enough at a time.

Photos from childhood? From Xin Manqing's words just now, Ai Yilun seemed to have found some clues that might help her condition.

Why did Bo Jingyu hold a photo of Xin Manqing when he was a child? Has he known Xin Manqing since he was a child? So, agreeing to get married is not accidental?

So what does Bo Jingyu know? Will he be willing to tell himself the truth?

He thought they all had only one common purpose: for Xin Manqing's good.

One is based on love and the other is based on friendship.

Xin Manqing cried until he choked on Ai Yilun's back, and rubbed a handful of snot and tears on Ai Yilun's white T.

"Although I don't have as serious cleanliness as Bo Jingyu, I am also a doctor with occupational diseases (most doctors are a little cleanliness because of their profession)!"

Ai Yilun was a little helpless, this dress was only worn today, and it seems that he will have to wash it when he goes home tonight.

For a tech nerd, you can ask him to do any mental work, but when it comes to manual labor and housework, they are very unskilled and even a bit of an idiot in life.

"You talk a lot of nonsense, you take it off and I'll take it back and wash it for you. Don't move! Xin Manqing knew that he had caused trouble to his friends again, but how could emotions be controlled and controlled.

People have a period of emotional cycle, and after this difficult time, even if they encounter worse, more difficult, and more painful things, as long as they don't happen to encounter a low tide period, it is not a problem, but Xin Manqing happened to be in this low-lying area.

Ai Yilun is an expert in psychotherapy, so he can naturally understand it, he and Xin Manqing have known each other for all these years, this should be the first time I have seen her cry.

From a therapeutic point of view, proper emotional catharsis is good for her, so Ai Yilun was soaked by her white T.

"Do you really want to take my clothes back and wash them?" Ai Yilun looked at Xin Manqing who was tired of crying, and had already left his face away from his white T, so he asked unhurriedly.

"Well, a manly man, it's hard to chase after a word." Xin Manqing sniffed, with a bold expression.

"What the hell are you a manly man?" Ai Yilun looked helplessly at Xin Manqing, although he was not drunk, but he was almost drunk.

Forget it, if you really want her to wash her clothes, Bo Jingyu is not like last time, I don't know how many doors in his clinic will be kicked and broken.

Ai Yilun sighed, the bar was confused, hiding all kinds of secrets.

Ai Yilun turned his head to look at Xin Manqing, who was already lying on the bar and was crying and asleep, and dialed Bo Jingyu's phone.

"Xin Manqing is drunk, you can pick her up."

Although the tavern is small, it is also a mixture of clouds and dragons, and the sound of people overshadows all the whispers of private conversations, and only the drunk will sleep soundly in this environment.

Xin Manqing's even breathing accompanied by the smell of wine scattered on the marble counter of the bar, and the black hair was also scattered on the bar countertop, which was a little sultry.

Fortunately, Ai Yilun and Xin Manqing are real pure comrades-in-arms, otherwise they would have carried back to their homes when they saw Xin Manqing like this.

Ai Yilun also drank some wine, feeling a little drunk, and suddenly thought of a shadow in his mind.

I heard that she is getting married and has a baby, so the legendary Fengzi will get married. She used to be such a rigid and traditional person, and she went crazy once.

I must like the person I like very much, and after so many years, it's time for me to let go.

But I love someone, and I have walked through those enduring years with her, many springs, summers, autumns and winters.

We have seen the spring flowers bloom together.

Enjoy the cool summer shade together.

Enjoy the autumn red maple together.

Let's hold the first snow of winter.

You can say whatever you want, but you have to really do it. How easy is it to say? He thought that she would become his bride sooner or later, when did this kind of thing that had been destined for a long time turn a corner?

That year, Ai Yilun went abroad.

He asked her, would you like to follow me and leave everything here behind for a while? He expected her to smile and say "yes".

Her answer was unexpected.

She said let's go, I can't let go of my current life, I don't want to change, I don't want to be at this age, and I have to work hard to live. Len, I'm tired. You let me go, and I'll let you go farther and better.

Scold. She spoke better, farther away, without her.

What's the point?

Ai Yilun was immersed in his own memories. Bo Jingyu waved his hand in front of him.

"Yilun?" Bo Jingyu looked at Ai Yilun, whose eyes were empty, like an empty shell.

No wonder he readily agreed to Xin Manqing to come to the tavern to buy drunk, it turned out that the drunkard was really drinking, not only Xin Manqing wanted to drink, but he Ai Yilun probably remembered something.

But Bo Jingyu is not a gossip person, seeing Ai Yilun come back to his senses.

"I took her home, thank you, Yilun." Bo Jingyu showed a rare smile, but when he carried Xin Manqing, he frowned again.

How many worries has Xin Manqing had in his heart recently?

That's why it's heavy.