"Brother Qiao, you ......" almost blurted out the words of concern, and Ye Mian took the step back again.

He just froze there.

Why did she call him such affectionate? Why do you feel sorry for him?

Ye Mian froze there.

She cried and called him "Brother Qiao", her pale face was full of tears, a pair of apricot eyes, teary eyes, looking at the wound on his chest, her eyes were full of distress.

Seeing him hurt, she still felt sorry for him, and she still had instinctive love for him.

Qiao Zhanbei's throat choked, a warm current of emotion surged in his chest, and the corners of his lips slowly curled.

He raised his hand and was about to stroke it towards her face.

At this time, Ye Mian woke up like a dream, she subconsciously dodged, her body moved along the wall to the side, and fear gradually rose in her tearful eyes.

Was she sick just now? I actually feel sorry for this beast.

She looked at the man she had stabbed with fear, and the chest of his white shirt was stained with a blood-red color, which was shocking.

The corners of his mouth were smiling, looking at himself, and that smile taught her that the soles of her feet were cold, and there was a terrible feeling before the storm.

Only then did she realize a terrible consequence, she stabbed him, and with his temper, he would not let her go!

Will they kill her alive, or will they call the police to arrest her and put her in jail and be tortured?

Seeing that she looked very scared at this time, Qiao Zhanbei's eyebrows furrowed.

Her face was pale, her eyes were full of fear, her back was pressed against the wall, and her steps kept moving, like a crab walking sideways, farther and farther away from him.

Was his injury scaring her?

Qiao Zhanbei approached her and comforted her softly: "Be good, don't be afraid, I'm fine." ”

Ye Mian still kept moving.

Qiao Zhanbei paused a few steps away from her, he raised the corners of his lips, "The wound is not deep, it probably pierces the flesh, just deal with it simply, don't be afraid." ”

The man's voice was as warm as jade, his eyes looked at her softly, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

Ye Mian looked at Qiao Zhanbei like this, and shook her head slowly, she was very confused and confused by his behavior.

She stabbed him, shouldn't he rush up, grab her by the neck, and strangle her to death? Why comfort her so gently?

In the past, when she was in bed, he would pinch her neck, and when she was about to suffocate, he let go and said viciously: "Concentrate!" ”

Now, is his gentleness pretending again?

But she didn't have Qiao's equity in her hands, and she didn't have any of his property, so he didn't need to pretend to be gentle and affectionate to coax her.

She was fed up with this frightened feeling, so she simply mustered up her courage and shouted: "Qiao Zhanbei, what do you want to do to me?" If you want to kill or chop, you give me a good time! ”

To kill or chop?

Qiao Zhanbei was stunned for a moment, and then understood the meaning of her words.

His heart tugged, and it can be seen that in her memory, he is a scum who is inferior to beasts.

Ye Mian watched him walk towards him, his body tensed to the limit, and she had no way to retreat, and in the next moment, her body fell into her strong chest.

She struggled instinctively, the man's iron arms firmly around her waist, his big hands pressed against the back of her head, and his lips pressed against her ears.

"Mianmian, in this world, the person I don't want to hurt the most is you, it used to be, and it is even more so now. It's too late for me to love you, how can I kill you? His voice was hoarse and full of affection.

His hand slowly caressed the back of her head, as if to soothe a frightened little beast.

Listening to his words, Ye Mian was stunned again.

There was a faint feeling of déjà vu, as if I had heard it somewhere, and my heart was throbbing faintly.

Feeling her body gradually softening, Qiao Zhanbei saw hope again, "Mianmian, you just saw me injured, you were distressed, right?" That's because you love me and feel sorry for me out of instinct. ”

The man's warm breath sprayed on her ears, the familiar breath enveloping her, and her heart pounding.

"You hate me because your memories are all wrong—"

"I don't believe it!"

Before Qiao Zhanbei's words were finished, Ye Mian suddenly pushed him away and said loudly.

Her hand just pressed against his wound, Qiao Zhanbei was in pain, snorted, and saw his painful appearance, her heart tugged.

She quickly suppressed the feeling of distress, and all she thought about was to run away from him and out of the room that filled her with painful memories.

Ye Mian rushed to the door of the room, opened the door and ran out.

"Sleep!"

Qiao Zhanbei endured the stinging pain of the wound and chased out.

He stood at the top of the stairs on the second floor, only to see that she had already run to the door, opened the door, and rushed out.

Qiao Zhanbei didn't chase after him, nor did he tell the bodyguards to chase him, he took a deep breath, took out his mobile phone, and made a call to Gu Sasa.

It was already evening outside, Ye Mian was wearing slippers and silk pajamas, trotted all the way and rushed out of the yard.

She ran out of the villa in one go, and when she looked back, no one chased her out.

She didn't dare to slack off and continued to run.

While trotting forward, he looked backwards, until he ran to the main road of the community and saw no one chasing him, so he was relieved and full of doubts.

Why did he let her go so easily?

The last person in this world I want to hurt is you.

His words rang in my ears.

The image of the tip of the knife stabbing into his chest appeared in front of him, and the feeling of distress hit his heart again.

Is she crazy?

Why do you feel sorry for that scum who is not as good as a beast? She should wish he was dead.

Also, she stabbed him, why didn't he kill her? And comfort her so affectionately and gently?

The more Ye Mian thought about it, the more confused his heart became.

The cold wind of autumn penetrated her thin pajamas, and she was so cold that she shrunk her neck and walked in the community, full of hesitation.

At this time, a domineering Hummer stopped beside her, Gu Ye got down from the cab, and Ye Mian was slightly stunned when he saw him who had not seen him for a long time.

Gu Ye looked at the person in front of him who was in a very poor mental state and still had blood on his pajamas, frowned, and said with concern: "Are you injured?" ”

Ye Mian shook his head in a trance, "No, it's Qiao Zhanbei who is injured." ”

Gu Ye breathed a sigh of relief, and he opened the rear door for her.

Ye Mian saw Gu Sasa sitting in the back row, her eyes were hot, and after getting into the car, she lay her head on her shoulder, crying and asking, "Sasa, is it really my memory problem?" ”

Did she figure it out?

Gu Sa was overjoyed and distressed, and gently patted her back, "Little beauty, you don't trust Qiao Zhanbei, can't you trust me and Gu Ye?" Our friends for more than ten years, can they pit you? You were hypnotized by that Lu Yu and changed your memory, and now your memories of Qiao Zhanbei are all wrong. ”

Ye Mian closed his eyes and recalled vigorously, but his mind was full of the cold-blooded and ruthless things that Qiao Zhanbei did to him, none of which were beautiful.

But in fact, Qiao Zhanbei's performance was contrary to what she thought.

Gu Sasa won't pit her.

"I can't remember...... As soon as I recalled, it was all hatred, I think I should be wrong......" Ye Mian hugged Gu Sasa, his voice trembling.

She couldn't believe it, but the facts taught her to understand that her memory of Qiao Zhanbei and the Qiao family was really wrong.