"Xu Jiamu," a soft call, the man followed the sound and saw that it was Sang Ji who had just finished class. She was holding a book and standing under the big banyan tree at the entrance of the teaching building, her white face was full of joy, and her eyes were crooked and she smiled beautifully.

But the person under the banyan tree spoke again, "Why can't you bear to leave me without saying a word, you deceived me so miserably!" "As soon as the style of painting changed, she became a demon.

Suddenly, she rushed to his side and stretched out her hand to him, her eyes were sad and hateful, and there was a pleading: "Why did you leave me, didn't you say that you would never leave?" ”

The voice was weak and weak, listening to her desperate plea, Xu Jiamu suddenly felt cold behind her back, and she woke up from her dream with shortness of breath.

Xu Jiamu opened her eyes, looked at the smallpox for a long time before she stood up and sat on the head of the bed. Habitually looking at the clock hanging on the wall, half past five, slept for more than five hours.

I'm dreaming again, the person in the dream is still her, the scene environment and actions are different, but the eyes are the same with hatred, and the words are almost the same.

Who is she?

Why would you say such a thing to him?

Xu Jiamu pulled out her left hand, stretched her fingers that were numb from the tablet, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked to the desk and poured water to drink.

Since Sang Ji was arrested, the day Xu Jiamu found out that he did not have a ticket to return to China, he drove very fast and had a car accident.

Very severe, in a coma for at least two months.

Amnesia, everything forgotten.

But every time I fell asleep, I dreamed of that strange and familiar girl.

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It's been like this since I woke up.,At first, I didn't dare to sleep.,Gradually, it's used to not sleep.,More precisely, I'm afraid of the haggard and ruined Sanji.。

Not daring to face her in a dream leads to habitual insomnia, sometimes only sleeping for an hour or two, sometimes not falling asleep for several days.

Like last night, he hadn't slept for several days, and when he was approving the documents sent by the Xu Family Group, he fell asleep when he looked at it.

Xu Jiamu put down the straight glass, walked to the side of the bed and picked up the mobile phone that fell to the ground, and dialed the phone number assigned to him by the Xu Family Group, Shen Mengmeng, and no one answered until the third ring.

"Make an appointment for Dr. Zhao's earliest medical appointment." After Xu Jiamu finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone without waiting for the reaction on the other end of the phone.

Dr. Zhao is Xu Jiamu's psychiatrist, and every time he falls asleep and dreams of characters and scenes, he will go to the doctor to report and record.

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in the hospital.

Dr. Zhao listened quietly to Xu Jiamu's narration, looked at the book dedicated to recording his condition, fell into thought, and his fingers holding the pen pointed to the same key points in different dreams from time to time.

He groaned for a while before he spoke slowly, "Perhaps, she was a very important person before you lost your memory, or...... You toyed with this woman, and you felt so guilty in your heart. As soon as the words came out, Dr. Zhao regretted that his temper had become more and more irritable and unstable in recent years.

looked up at Xu Jiamu, and sure enough.

He sat on the leather sofa in front of Dr. Zhao, his brow furrowed slightly, and his face was gloomy, like an explosive bomb mixed with oil and water that could be detonated with only a spark.

I only felt a sense of oppression coming, Xu Jiamu stood up with a gloomy face, and the entire consultation room with only the two of them seemed a little narrow.

In fact, no matter who mentions amnesia, Xu Jiamu will be furious, but he will never vent here with Dr. Zhao.

Xu Jiamu didn't speak again, and without even saying hello, he walked out of the clinic with long legs and quickly.