Who am I? Where am I? Where is this?

The door was "dumb", and as soon as the man came in, he saw Li Bingxuan, she was lying on the bed, her black hair was spread on the white bed like satin, a pair of Danfeng eyes looked at the ceiling fixedly, her ruddy lips were slightly curled, and the whole person had a lazy and blank look.

An unknown glint flashed in his eyes: "You're awake!" As he spoke, he raised his straight legs and strode over.

Li Bingxuan subconsciously raised his eyes to look over, and in an instant, his eyes suddenly crashed into a pair of inky black cold eyes:

The man in front of him was about twenty-eight years old, with exquisite facial features, a knife-like face stained with water, and ruddy lips tightly pursed, revealing a coldness. He was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt and long legs wrapped under black pants, and the whole person seemed to be tall and athletic......

A pair of inky black eyes were like X-rays, locked on Li Bingxuan's face, and she felt a chill from her heart inexplicably in the face of such cold eyes......

This voice is his......

Li Bingxuan's mind suddenly thought of the scene of the car accident at that time, and the man held himself in his arms to protect him.

Considered someone she knew, she suppressed the fear caused by amnesia, lowered her eyes, and slowly replied: "Well, wake up!" It's just that physically, there doesn't seem to be much of a problem,...... I seem to have lost my memory. ”

"What?" Du Lingye, who was standing in front of the bed, had a cold voice, looked at the woman lying on the bed with awe-struck eyes, and his heart suddenly became vigilant: What is she talking about?

Could it be that as soon as she woke up, she began to behave again?

"I don't remember anything......." Li Bingxuan raised her eyes, she originally wanted to discuss her problems with the other party, but she met the other party's eyes, those inky black eyes seemed to be breathing fire, she always felt that she would be burned by this flame in the next second, she stopped abruptly, quickly put the words behind her back into her stomach, and held her breath......

This person...... Is it really her husband? Feel...... It's scary.

This...... That's blood, right? Woke up in a car accident and didn't remember who she was, if it was someone else, she would definitely ridicule, but in fact it fell on herself, she ...... Suddenly, I felt a kind of rootless and helpless panic.

Du Lingye stretched out his strong and powerful shoulders, and his bony palm grabbed Li Bingxuan's wrist at once, and as soon as he bent over with his hand, Li Bingxuan was suddenly pulled from the bed by this hand.

Her whole body shook a little, her eyes flickered, and a handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of her, she could see that the other party's face was less than five centimeters away from her own face, and she could even see the fine fluff on the other party's face.

Her heart pounded inexplicably, and she always felt that even if she didn't have amnesia, she had never tried to be so close to someone.

She is in a daze of divergent thinking.

And the other party's tone was as cold as the cold wind in Siberia: "Li Bingxuan, you said you had amnesia?" Do you still want to make a show? ……”

Pain, she frowned and glanced at her wrist, she didn't do a show, what was a play?

She always felt that when she was in a car accident, the man named Du Lingye felt affectionate and protective to herself, especially when she was on the verge of death, she felt that her consciousness would not be wrong.

At least this person's so-called "husband", how did this man change his appearance after he woke up? Such a bad attitude towards yourself?

She felt that she was messy in the wind, and she was sluggish and didn't know what to do, so she could only look at the majestic man in front of her in a daze.

Du Lingye saw that Li Bingxuan's melon seed face was so pale that there was no blood, and her clear and bright Danfeng eyes looked at her with a blank expression, like a lost lamb......

This made his heart twitch inexplicably, and a trace of pity flashed in his inky black eyes.

No, she must be pretending.

This thought flashed, and the pity in Du Lingye's eyes disappeared, and turned back to coldness.

His face was gloomy, his eyes were full of coldness, and his bony palm suddenly pushed her back to the bed.

He straightened up, glanced at Li Bingxuan coldly, and said condescendingly: "I, Du Lingye, will not agree to divorce...... You die of this heart, even if you die, you are my woman. ”

After speaking, he glanced at Li Bingxuan's wrist, pursed his lips tightly, turned around, and strode towards the door.

Li Bingxuan's body was pushed into the thick duvet, although it didn't hurt at all, but being treated so rudely, she always felt that she was being treated with a sense of contempt.

She rubbed her wrists, looked at the tall and firm black back that left, a pair of Danfeng eyes with a blank look, she blinked innocently...... She really has amnesia, she really doesn't know anything about getting married and divorced!

She stretched out her hand, wanting to hold Du Lingye, asking the other party to put aside her prejudices and have a good talk with herself, who knew that there was a pain in the temple, as if someone was hitting her head with a hammer, she grinned hoarsely, stretched out her Qianqianyu hand, and pressed her head, and suddenly, a messy memory poured in:

[Li Bingxuan drove the car, emotional, his face was hideous, he looked crazy, and shouted in a heart-splitting voice: "Du Lingye, I hate you, if you don't divorce, then let's die together!" ”

"Bingxuan! You calm down...... "The man in the co-pilot is Du Lingye, his eyes are full of red silk and worry, his body is completely tilted, one hand holds Li Bingxuan, and the other hand wants to grab the steering wheel with Li Bingxuan......]

This image flashed through my mind.

Then the severe pain disappeared, but the memory image was deeply engraved in her mind, and she immediately accepted the complex and crazy emotions before the car accident: grievance, sadness, hatred, and discouragement and despair.

She was a little confused, rubbed her head, and always felt that this person was not herself.

Don't ask why, just gut feeling.

Li Bingxuan said to herself that she didn't want to, and the boat was naturally straight ahead.

She got up from the bed, walked to the bathroom in the room to go to the toilet, and when she washed her hands, she subconsciously looked up at the mirror, and was stunned on the spot: she was about twenty-three years old in the mirror, with black straight hair, fair skin, clear and translucent eyes, and red cherry lips under the tip of her small nose, glowing with a luster of classical beauty.