Chapter 215: Memory

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The city lord blinked, hurriedly wiped away his tears, and was a little afraid to look at Huo Cheng, "...... Today, I drank too much water, so it came out of my eyes. ”

The city lord coughed, lowered her head and told a very clumsy lie, she didn't look up at what Huo Cheng's expression was at the moment, so she missed this scene.

His eyes were full of distress and guilt, and his face was devoid of his original childishness, and he looked like a different person.

It's just that this appearance is fleeting, and it disappears after the lord of the castle calms down.

The wrist was suddenly released, and the city lord raised it in surprise, only to find that Huo Cheng was rummaging for something.

“...... What are you looking for? ”

Huo Cheng looked anxious, gesturing something in his hand, his thumb cocked, and the other four fingers were clasped together, and his thumb was constantly pressed downward, as if he was imitating a device.

Before the city lord could understand what Huo Cheng was referring to, Huo Cheng had already found what he needed.

- Instant hemostatic spray.

The lord of the city suddenly realized, oh, it turns out that the thumb down is imitating the appearance of the pressure spray, and Ah Cheng's IQ seems to be getting higher and higher.

Huo Cheng pulled the city lord to sit on the sofa, and took away the scarf that had been stained red with blood, revealing his hand that was still dripping with blood.

Something flashed by.

Huo Cheng looked at it, and there were still some glass slags stuck in the wound.

A sore and painful feeling rushed to his heart, and at this moment, the hand with the glass slag and blood reminded him of another picture.

Under the sunset, a woman in black stood on the desolate desert, her eyebrows were full of cold and cruelty, and beside her was a child who had lost his breath, the child's neck had obvious pinch marks, and his death was terrifying, and his tongue and eyes were bulging.

He tried his best to see the man's appearance, but all he could hear was a buzzing noise in his ears, and he could tell that it was accusation, invective, and sarcasm.

From those few words, he deduced that it was the woman in black who strangled the child alive.

All the people around her are spitting on her, as if they are on the side of justice, and they want to judge that person! It was as if the man had a heinous sin and was going to hell.

But what is funny is that no matter how the people around him open their mouths to abuse, no one has stepped forward to capture the culprit.

The woman in black stood there lazily, bearing everyone's accusations alone, but she still looked indifferent, and the curvature of her mouth revealed a little sarcasm, as if she was laughing at these cowards who only dared to say but not do.

He didn't know why he felt heartache, the heart that had been dead for a long time seemed to be suddenly injected with vitality, and it was difficult and persistent to start beating again.

And when he looked down and saw the dagger that was deep into her lower abdomen, the pain reached the extreme.

I still can't see her face clearly, obviously everything around her is visible, but her face seems to be covered by a layer of fog, and she can't see clearly.

But it must be a very beautiful, very beautiful face, he thought.

It was as if he had been bewitched by a demon, he didn't listen to the words of the so-called righteous teacher around him, and stepped forward to crusade, but he was actually seized of attention by that blurred face.

He wanted to see the man's face clearly, and he stepped forward step by step, and saw the sun, and the face was displayed in front of him inch by inch.

- It's so familiar, as if this face has been depicted by him day and night, and you don't need to look again to know the movement between your eyebrows.

But who is she?

He saw that he stupidly took out a bottle of hemostatic spray, then handed it to her, and said to her, "You are injured, stop the bleeding." ”

The man laughed wantonly, his ink pupils were full of banter, and he actually dropped the bottle of spray.

He didn't feel angry, just uncomfortable with her aggressive gaze.

Before he could turn his gaze, his finger was inserted into his other hand, and it was tightly fitted, as if it were made in heaven.

That hand was white and delicate, with a slight coolness, not at all different from his big calloused hands.

"Don't spray, I want you." He heard the man say that.

It was as if his heart was stirred at once, and in the light of the man's eyes, he fell, and he sacrificed his heart to the demon.

In a trance, looking at that peach-like smile, something flashed in his mind.

Snacks...... Big Baby ...... Qingqing! This is his secretary!

"Qingqing!" An affectionate and painful voice sounded.

Li Qing was stunned, and in a trance, she seemed to see Huo Cheng in the previous life.

That mature, calm and powerful, with a broad and solid chest.

And then it was just a moment, like a bubble bursting.

In front of me, I still have a slightly childish face with thin cheekbones protruding.

It turned out that I read it wrong.

At this moment, she didn't know whether she was lost or happy.

She loves Huo Cheng, there's no doubt about it.

But whether she loves the mature and calm Huo Cheng more, or the Huo Cheng in front of her who loves to be coquettish and loves to cause trouble, she can't tell it herself.

But it's a meaningless topic.

Because no matter what, it's Huo Cheng, but Huo Cheng is different.

The mature and calm Huo Cheng is like a reliable harbor, which makes her feel at ease at all times, and the coquettish Huo Cheng always challenges her nervous strength, but on the other hand, she feels at ease - she is needed and needed by Huo Cheng.

"You've finally pronounced my name." Li Qing smiled again, with a thick smile in her eyes.

“...... Qingqing, I ......, "I seem to have known you before."

Li Qing's eyes widened, "You, what are you?" ”

Huo Cheng opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything anymore, just kept muttering 'Qingqing', 'Qingqing'.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't express it because of the language barrier, so he could only cry out to Li Qing in a suppressed and painful way.

Li Qing touched his head distressedly, and comforted him with the uninjured hand, "It's okay, it's okay, if you can't say it, you won't say it, let's take our time in the future, don't worry...... We have a long, long time, a lifetime, and one day you will be able to tell. ”

Huo Cheng opened his mouth, he wanted to tell Li Qing that his head hurt so much just now, as if he had been stuffed with a lot of things in an instant.

He tried to flip through the objects, but all he could feel was a swollen pain and a few fragmented images.

In those images, it's all you.

You are expressionless, cold and cruel, and you are full of smiles, all of them are so good-looking and attractive.

Before, what was it like?

What is the relationship between me and you?

He had a lot of questions to ask her, but he couldn't open his mouth, his throat felt like something was choked - he couldn't speak.

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