Yan Zi stopped his feet and raised his voice: "Ben, is this your hospitality?" ”

There was no sound coming from inside, it was eerily quiet, and Jon looked around cautiously, not as calm as Yanzi.

He whispered over and asked, "Are you sure he's here?" ”

"Of course!" That seemingly non-existent power may not be felt by others, but he can feel it clearly.

Jon didn't understand the mystery, and followed closely behind Yan Zijiao to go inside, and before he could finish his sentence, he heard movement inside. He looked up, and a man in a black cloak walked out, revealing his delicate forehead and facial features, and looking at them with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, dear Yan."

The low and melodious voice carries a deep joy, and the handsome facial features and gestures exude elegant charm. Even Jon, who was born in the aristocracy, had to admit that the man in front of him was the most beautiful foreign man he had ever seen.

The purple eyes were shining with dazzling light, and there was only the shadow of a person in them, obviously he was standing beside him, but there was no him in his eyes.

"Ben? Shall I call you Ben, or should I call you Ya? As soon as Yan Zijiao's words came out, Jon was so shocked that he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He looked at the man in front of him in horror, and his mouth did not close for a long time.

"You...... You're not kidding me, are you? Jon barely stopped, and if he hadn't grabbed Yan Zijiao's arm, he would have fallen to the ground.

Yan Zijiao didn't speak, but looked at the man in front of him coldly, the man smiled, and for a moment it seemed that the most brilliant fireworks bloomed in heaven and earth, and the beauty was suffocating.

"You're still the same as before, even if you don't remember anything, you're still the same as before. I've been waiting for you here for twenty-eight years, watching you be born, watching you grow step by step, into what I know best. You forgot about me, but I'm still happy! ”

Yan Zijiao's face was not good-looking, and he asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter with Xiaobao?" ”

"Xiaobao?" The man looked playful, "You still call her that, even if you have amnesia, you still call her that." She's so important in her heart, can't she be without her? ”

"Ya, you killed me with your own hands!" Every word that Yan Zi asked, the man didn't answer directly, and Jon was in a fog when he heard it.

The man shook his head slowly and said in a deep voice, "It's not me, it's Ben who did it." ”

"There's no way he's going to kill me! I don't have that ability! Although Yan Zijiao did not recover all his memories, there were some things that he knew very well in his heart, and it was a miraculous intuition.

"You're still the same, haven't changed at all." Yah sighed again.

"Don't you explain anything?" Yan Zi is angry, and there are really too few people who can jump his anger.

But he didn't admit that the man in front of him occupied a very heavy proportion in his heart. Whatever the reason, he has to endure such emotions. That is his, and it is not his.

But there was no doubt that he didn't have to struggle.

"Explain? What to explain? You forget me, forget the past, I just have to watch you live well. No explanation is needed. Yan's purple eyes shone with a dim light, and just one glance made people feel unwavering sadness for him.

Looking at his back when he suddenly turned around, for some reason, Yan Zijiao's heart ached inexplicably, and it felt like someone was stirring it with a knife, tearing his heart out.