Li Jingchen's eyes were deep, reflecting Su Wan's palm-sized face.

All the love, without any concealment, is like a paranoid hurricane, pouring in.

He said hoarsely, "I think there will be." ”

"Every life, I will love Wanwan as always."

"Late, don't be afraid. I will always be there for you. ”

A domineering and gloomy patient like him has identified a person, even after a few lifetimes, he is still as obsessed.

Deeply, desperately love her, pamper, and protect.

Su Wan's tears fell, her shoulders were shaking, she was likely to be "Su Wan".

She is "Su Wan"!

Intuition doesn't lie!

Her inexplicable heartache, her unknown soft-heartedness and passive sinking towards Li Jingchen, all kinds of signs indicate that she is "Su Wan".

Long ago, she had doubts, but she was quickly vetoed, feeling that the thing of wearing a book was already incredible, how could it still be the original character in the book,

A heart-rending nightmare last night finally confirmed her delusions. She is "Su Wan", the "Su Wan" who has always been loved by Li Jingchen.

Su Wan's tears flowed more and more, dripping down her cheeks and falling to the ground.

How could she be so stupid. A person is jealous of himself, jealous that "Su Wan" can get Li Jingchen's wholehearted love, and jealous that "Su Wan" has such a profound past with him.

Obviously, she is "Su Wan", she is too stupid and stupid.

But why did she have no memories at all, and still mistakenly think that she was wearing a book?

What is the meaning of that diary and that nightmare?

There are too many mysteries to solve.

"Wanwan, what's wrong with you? Is it where it hurts? Li Jingchen's voice was burning to the bone, and he lifted Su Wan's chin with full control.

His blood-colored pupils shook, revealing a crazy madness, reflecting the angular face, and there was a hideous hollow.

So beautiful.

The woman's eyes were filled with tears, which flowed out slowly, like ice diamonds.

Dripping down her graceful neck, on her delicate collarbone.

Such a wonderful work of art should be treasured in the window.

Li Jingchen's chest fell together, clenching his teeth, and restraining his inner thoughts.

His eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, viciously covering Su Wan's eyes, and as soon as he spoke, he was so hoarse that even he was startled: "Wanwan, don't cry." ”

"Stop crying."

Su Wan couldn't hold back any longer, and took the initiative to hug Li Jingchen's resolute waist.

She grabbed the corner of his clothes stubbornly: "Li Jingchen, it's good to meet you." ”

"That's good."

Li Jingchen's eyebrows jumped, and the ferocious beast in his heart was shouting.

I want to devour her in the bottom of my heart, I want to hide her, lock her up.

But in the end, he just gently rubbed Su Wan's hair: "Wanwan, fool." ”

"My little fool."