Who is she? Why can't I remember it at all?

Jian Junxi looked at Nangong Jing who was close at hand, and in countless sober nights, he missed him very much, but he couldn't find him.

finally came back, but he forgot everything, and there was an extra woman by his side who accompanied him through the lowest point.

There seemed to be a sharp knife with salt on his heart, and it was so painful that he could barely breathe.

Nangong Jing looked at her sad and unspeakable eyes, and the more she looked at her, the more heartbroken she became, as if she had forgotten her former beloved.

I couldn't help but ask, "Did we know each other before?" ”

And she, looking at Nangong Jing who was covered in scars, pursed her lips tightly, desperately holding back, unwilling to let tears flow out.

Nangong Jing shook his head, wanting to see the woman in front of him more clearly.

No matter how hard she tries, she only has vague facial features, and she can only feel that she should be beautiful, and her black eyes overflowing with tears tell unspeakable sadness.

Jian Junxi stretched out his slender hand and caressed his face, and his tearful eyes were like the clearest mirror, reflecting his face.

Painfully asked, "You...... Didn't you say...... Waiting for you to come back...... ...... who want to accompany me to see the rainbow."

Nangong Jing's heart was like a beast biting, oozing a heart-rending pain.

He didn't reject her approach, and even felt very distressed about her, why is this?

Jian Junxi looked at his confused eyes, and choked up: "Didn't you say that you want to accompany me through all the troughs?"

Didn't you say that you should grow old together for the rest of your life? Didn't you say that you would always be with me and give me happiness?

Forget everything...... Is that the happiness you give me? Leave me alone...... Left behind in this abyss of pain? It is...... Do you love me? ”

Heartbroken tears finally rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and the sad appearance made Nangong Jing's heart like a knife.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered.

Jian Junxi said that he actually loves a girl, and they practice martial arts together, play chess together, and read books together......

Looking at her distressedly, reaching out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, he had a lot of questions in his heart.

Who is she? Why is it here? Why do you still feel very much in love with Jian Junxi?

But seeing her so sad and sad, his heart hurt too, he wanted to ask, but his throat seemed to be stuffed with steel needles, and he choked so much that he couldn't say a word.

Jian Junxi looked at his strange and implicit sympathetic gaze, and his heart felt like thorns scraping back and forth, and he was pinched in pain.

Choked up: "Nangong Jing...... I hate you...... I really hate you...... Uh-huh......"

Finally, she finally cried out.

She really hates, if she forgets, why can't she forget it completely?

Why do you have to remember her shadow?

Why do you always have to dwell on it?

Why can't you just start over?

Her tears, like the sharpest knives, kept scraping and stabbing at his heart until the flesh was blurred.

finally didn't hold back, took her into his arms, and said hoarsely: "I'm sorry ......"

The sound of "Woo woo woo ......" made Jian Junxi's heart feel a piercing pain.

She had thought she had let go.

She thought that she was no longer in love.

She thought she didn't care anymore.

She had thought that her heart was numb and would not hurt like this anymore.

She thought that she could hold back the tears in her eyes......

But in the end, I still didn't hold back, and the tears were like a river bursting its banks, pouring for thousands of miles.

Nangong Jing hugged her tighter and said hoarsely: "Don't cry, I'll remember!" ”

(End of chapter)