The night rain was still falling.

"Hmm......"

The person on the bed made a soft voice, and the willow eyebrows were slightly frowning, as if he felt some pain.

"Tilt, are you awake?" Qingyuan leaned forward, his expression gentle and dripping water.

"Hmm......" Yan Tian didn't seem to have fully regained consciousness, but only subconsciously.

"Tilt?" Qingyuan patiently called again, "Dump ......"

Qingyuan reached out and stroked the broken hair on Yan Tian's forehead, looking forward to Yan Tian's awakening.

It was exactly the same time as Qingyuan's calculation, Yan Tian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes with difficulty.

"Good...... ...... painfully" Yan Tian saw the candle flame on the table, and at the first glance, he saw Qingyuan's face.

"Where does it hurt?" Qingyuan touched Yan Tian's hair with pity, although he knew that Yan Tian would suffer like this, he still couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Head...... ...... pain" Yan Tian wanted to raise his hand to hold down his aching head, but he found that he didn't even have the strength to do so, so he had to ** again, "Head...... It hurts...... Hmmm......"

"Tilt, you bear with me, in a few days, it won't hurt anymore." Qingyuan said with some annoyance, because no matter how good he is at poisoning, he still can't solve the sequelae of this medicine.

The only way is to let Yan Tian slowly adapt. After a few days, Yan Tian will naturally get better.

"Dump ......?" Yan Tian looked at Qingyuan suspiciously, not understanding what he was talking about, "Tilt...... Who is it? ”

"Tilt? Don't you remember? Qingyuan asked anxiously, but the smile on the corner of his mouth slightly revealed his thoughts, "Lean, don't you remember me?" I'm your fiancé! ”

"Huh? Lean...... It's me? Yan Tian's eyes were full of doubts, "You...... Fiance? ”

"Yes, I am your fiancé, and you have always changed me to 'green'." Qingyuan patiently explained to Yan Tian.

"Green?" Yan Tian said confusedly, "You, also called Qing?" ”

"Yes, we have the same name, which just proves that we are very close, isn't it?" Qingyuan smiled faintly, "Are you hungry?" How about I go and serve you a bowl of porridge to drink? ”

After that, Qingyuan got up, helped Yan Tian up, leaned the cushion behind her weak back, and then picked up the porridge from the table, and said, "Come, let's eat something." ”

"I ...... Who is it? Yan Tian refused to eat and asked stubbornly, "Tilt?" You, too, are green? ”

"Good, eat first, let me explain to you slowly," Qingyuan forcefully fed the food into Yan Tian's mouth, and then he said, "You are the one who is tilting, the country and the city; I am Qing, the green of Yangliu Qingqing. ”

"I ...... I don't know......" Yan Tian tried hard to remember everything, but a severe headache stopped her, "It hurts!" Ahhh~~! Why can't I think of anything?! Why?! Why?! ”

"Don't think about it!!" Qingyuan was a little angry, and didn't want Yan Tian to hurt himself like this, "Tilt, the past is not important, what matters is our present, isn't it?" Tilt, you just need to know that I am your fiancé, and in a few days, we will be married. At that time, you will be my favorite wife. ”

"You, the most beloved, wife?" Yan Tian repeated Qingyuan's words word by word, like a child who was learning to speak, his voice was immature and hoarse.

"Hmm." Qingyuan didn't explain too much, just took Yan into his arms, "Don't think about it, just be ready to marry me in a few days." ”

"Marry...... Here you go? Yan Tian muttered, but an indelible feeling rose in her heart, causing her to suddenly exert her strength and want to push Qingyuan away, although she didn't get her wish, "No! No, I can't ......"

"You can, Tilt," Qingyuan ignored Yan Tilt's refusal, "Tilt, you're just too tired and need to rest." In the past few days, you will have a good rest, wait quietly, and become my most beautiful bride. ”

"No, no! I don't ......."

Yan Tian struggled violently, but how could she be so weak that she could defeat Qingyuan? Therefore, Yan Tian was still pressed the bed by Qingyuan, and Qingyuan imprinted a kiss on Yan Tian's forehead, and then drifted away.

With a "squeak", Yan Tian felt the door open, and a few wisps of rain penetrated, bringing a cold night breeze.

The moment the door closed, even the candle flame in the room was inexplicably extinguished.

Be...... Is it blown away by the wind?

No, it's not, although he didn't see it, Yan Tian just knew that this candle flame was extinguished by the man who had just left and claimed to be his fiancé.

She knows that this kind of thing is called martial arts.

But why did she know? How would she know?!

She doesn't know! She doesn't know!

In the dark room, Yan couldn't see, and the only feeling around him was the sound of rain coming from the window.

This seems to be the only evidence that can prove that she is still alive in this world.

How so? She...... How can you lose the memories of the past?!

Who is she? How could it be...... Over here?

And who is he......