He felt his vulnerability, simply vulnerable.

In this dream, he seemed to think of a beautiful woman, but he only had that thought, but he did not get the vision of the other party, because soon he would be killed by the man again.

He felt that he was really unlucky, why was he killed by that man so many times, was it because he had done something bad wrong, and he got retribution?

No, it always feels like something is wrong.

His mind was a little confused, and he gradually began to think about what was wrong.

He remembered that the figure in the dream, the young man who kept killing him, again and again, he didn't know who it was, and he couldn't remember who the beautiful woman who didn't have an image.

But those conversations, the conversations between two people about responsibility and faith, are still there.

But I can't remember what my responsibilities and beliefs are.

But the most important thing is - who are you?

He suddenly understood: he actually had amnesia.

The scene in front of me gradually became clearer, with a hundred flower patterns on the top of the head, and a mirror dressing table not far away, with bright colors, it was obvious that this was a boudoir.

He was getting more and more confused as to why he was in a woman's boudoir.

Although he can't remember who he is, the moral bottom line of etiquette, righteousness and shame, upbringing, and the incompatibility between men and women still exists in his mind.

He knew it wouldn't work.

He tried to struggle to get up, but found that his hands and feet couldn't move, no, he didn't feel it, or the deflection of his head was a bit difficult.

Paralysed yourself? He couldn't help but have such a terrifying thought to himself.

The Zhu Gate was wide open, the sun was shining outside, the scenery was beautiful, and although the air was a little cool, there were scattered wildflowers.

He heard footsteps, and though they were hurried, they were light, light, and pleasant to hear.

He tried to tilt his head sideways, and although he didn't feel it anywhere else in his body, he did it.

He saw an orange suit and a slender figure.

The moment the figure walked at the Zhu Gate, it just blocked the light, and at the same time, there was a brilliant back, and she seemed to come with the light on her back.

In this moment, he felt an inexplicable sacredness.

He didn't know who he was, and naturally he wouldn't know who the woman was, but he felt that this woman was so good-looking, and her face amazed him.

He didn't know if this woman was good-looking or not, but he knew very well that at least objectively, the one in front of him was really beautiful.

However, his expression is still very cold, and that may be his character.

The woman was described as haggard, thin, and exhausted, in which mental stimulation took up the vast majority.

She was carrying a bucket of water in her hand, which looked very heavy, with a weak woman like her, she should not be able to lift it, but she seemed to be able to force it, it should be because she practiced martial arts too much.

Until she saw that the person on the bed opened his eyes and was looking at herself, the bucket in her hand fell with a "bang", and the water spilled all over the ground.

Her delicate body trembled a little, and tears began to flow as she looked at the man's eyebrows, thinking of her despair for so many days, and the healers in the villa shaking their heads.

I don't know if it's sadness or crying with joy.

Xue Zhao saw her crying, although his expression was still cold, but he was a little flustered in his heart.

"You ......," he said.

"Xue Zhao, you've finally woken up." Miss Qin wiped a handful of tears, and finally a little smile appeared.

For such a long time, my parents don't understand what I'm doing, my brothers and sisters don't understand, and my friends who are friends with my father in the villa don't understand, even if I sometimes look up at the stars alone, I will wonder if what I have done is worth it.

Until today, seeing Xue Zhao wake up, she finally breathed a sigh of relief - everything she had done was not in vain, and she finally had a result.

People will always imagine everything too beautiful, she and Xue Zhao have only seen for a long time, not even a nodding acquaintance, she also knows that it is impossible for her and the other party to be at all, but she is just romantic, romantic, and numb herself, telling her that this is an opportunity to get rid of being a jade girl for a lifetime, and the men and women who fall into self-inflicted amorous men and women are always stupid.

She almost pounced, crouched in front of the bed, looked at each other's eyebrows, and smiled silly.

However, she still didn't dare to touch the other party again, and the daily simple scrubbing that followed, she begged those senior brothers and disciples in the villa for help, and she would also avoid it.

It's just that she feels that the other party's eyes are a little wrong, although it is no different from the Xue Zhao she saw at that time, but there is a very subtle difference in the depths.

Xue Zhao?

When he heard this name, Xue Zhao quickly remembered it, it turned out that his name was Xue Zhao?

He wanted to know what had happened to him, who was the person who had killed him again and again, and who was the woman he had thought of but didn't see in his dream, was it this one?

"Girl, did you save me?" Xue Zhao thought about all this before asking.

The excited expression on Miss Qin's face eased slightly, stared at him for a moment, and suddenly her face turned cold.

Now that Xue Zhao has woken up, then she has no need to be too sad, this big man has some contradictions with herself, and now she takes advantage of herself and goes to her own boudoir, she can no longer be a man, from now on, she may wander the world, make her home, and be a generation of chivalrous women, but also, she already has such an awareness, but in general, the other party owes herself.

"What do you say?" She raised a thin eyebrow.

Xue Zhao's brows furrowed slightly, realizing that although it seemed that this woman had saved him, she was not a good-tempered person.

But he still has to be grateful, and he doesn't know how to thank him, he is not a person who does not know how to repay his gratitude.

"Girl, I don't know how to repay it." His hands and feet were no longer able to move, and he really didn't know how to repay him.

"Promise by example?" Miss Qin seemed to say such a sentence very sarcastically, although her pretty face was slightly red, but she said it very naturally, because she knew very well that this was impossible, and now that Xue Zhao had woken up, she was in a relaxed mood, so she had a ridiculous mood.

Xue Zhao was stunned, the other party said this, let him guess that the relationship between the two should be closer, but he really couldn't remember who the other party was.

(End of chapter)