"Who are you?"
"...!?"
Nan Yan suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at him.
what did he say? !
He asked, who is he...
He doesn't know himself anymore
Could it be that he really—as Qin Ruolan said before, once forgot all the past and everything that happened—and this is also the case at this moment
Although I have always had such worries in my heart during this journey, I never thought that such worries would actually become a reality.
Nanyan couldn't accept it for a while.
I can't accept that this man in front of me used to cuddle with me and make me haunt him in my dreams, but now, he has forgotten himself.
Zhu Feng looked down at her, seeing that pretty little face, there was a little bit of joy just now, but at this moment, because of hearing this sentence, he turned pale again in an instant.
It seems that I asked an incredible question.
Could it be that she thought she should know her
Zhu Feng said: "I was the one who went out to sea with the old boatman and rescued you from the sea, but we don't know who you are and where you came from. You should tell now."
"..."
Nanyan almost gasped.
It turned out that it was him.
In the past two days, the old boatman and the old lady had been nagging in his ears, and the "noble man" they kept talking about turned out to be really him.
He rescued himself from the sea.
However, he lost his memory and forgot himself.
This complicated and uncomfortable emotion entangled Nan Yan for a while, and he felt like he couldn't breathe.
So that day, after the day he suddenly did something to himself, he really lost his memory.
Or did he not remember when he did it to himself
All kinds of thoughts, all kinds of guesses, are constantly surging in her mind like a tide, heartache, heartache, and various emotions are constantly surging.
And under the entanglement of these complex emotions, a thought suddenly popped up in Nan Yan's heart.
A thought that shouldn't come to mind at this time.
So, you wash your hands and make soup, not for me, but for a woman you don't know at all.
"..."
Thinking of this, Nan Yan suddenly felt a little unhappy.
You know, when the two were together before, he never made soup for himself, but now, for a woman he never knew, he did it for "her".
Although that "she" is also herself, this subtle difference also makes Nan Yan feel a little "angry" in her heart.
However, she immediately suppressed this bit of anger.
Now is not the time to be jealous.
She thought for a while in silence, then raised her head to look at Zhu Feng: "Ah..."
If you have forgotten me, what do you remember
Do you remember who you are
She was eager to speak, but her throat was empty and she couldn't utter a word at all.
Seeing that the corners of her anxious eyes were a little red, Zhu Feng frowned slightly: "What do you want to tell me?"
"ah… "
"Or," Zhu Feng said without hope: "Can you write?"
"ah!"
Nan Yan's eyes lit up—that's right, although the writer himself can't speak, he can still write.
I was so impatient just now that I forgot about it.
But when he turned his head, he saw that the room was empty, and there would not be any pens, inks, papers and inkstones.
Nan Yan was already in a hurry, but at this moment, she simply grabbed Zhu Feng's hand, grabbed his palm away, and wrote stroke by stroke with her fingertips in his wide palm.
"Who are you."
Zhu Feng read it word by word according to the strokes she drew.
After writing these words, Nan Yan eagerly looked up at him.
Do you remember who you are
But Zhu Feng frowned slightly when he heard these words.
He said instinctively, "Who am I, you don't need to ask."
"..."
Nan Yan was blocked by his words.
It seems that regardless of whether he has amnesia or not, his temper has not changed.
But if you don't tell me, how do I know what you remember? If you really forgot everything, why did you appear here? This should be regarded as King Ning's territory, he is dangerous!
Nan Yan only felt that his head was getting big, so he pulled his hand over and wrote three words stroke by stroke in his palm.
dangerous.
Zhu Feng frowned: "Is there any danger?"
"Um."
"It doesn't matter," he said lightly, he was not completely ignorant of everything around him, moreover, Sheng Jia was still on his way here.
He said in a deep voice, "Ruolan and the others should be coming soon."
Nan Yan's heart sank.
Ruolan, Qin Ruolan? !
Hearing this name, it was as if the thorn in her heart had been stabbed fiercely again. She only felt a stabbing pain in her chest, and she subconsciously stared at him with wide eyes.
"ah-"
Why do you forget even me, but still remember Qin Ruolan
By the way, when I was robbed by King Ning, you still canonized her
So, you have forgotten everything, but you have not forgotten her, have you
Thinking of this, Nan Yan's hand trembled slightly, and the hand that was holding him was also let go.
Zhu Feng looked down at her, puzzled for a moment.
She was so anxious just now, why did she have such a sad expression on her face now, and she didn't say anything, but she seemed to be in severe pain
He subconsciously asked: "You, what's the matter?"
"..."
Nan Yan looked at him, speechless.
Even if she could, she had nothing to say.
So, this is your truest side
Forget yourself, forget everything, and you won't forget Qin Ruolan. Even at this moment, is she still on your mind
Then, why did you appear in front of me
What is it if you save me like this
The more I think about it, the more painful it is.
Seeing that her face was getting paler and paler, and the corners of her eyes were slightly red, as if she was about to shed tears, Zhu Feng was stunned by her sudden emotion, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to gently caress her cheeks. Shoulder.
I felt the slight trembling of the thin body under the palm.
He said, "What's the matter with you? Are you injured? Are you sick?"
"..."
Nan Yan bit her lower lip, almost tearing her lip, and used that severe pain to swallow all the unwillingness and bitterness in her heart.
She took a deep breath and looked up at him.
No matter what, don't put him in danger.
Thinking of this, she took his hand again, and quickly but firmly began to write stroke by stroke.
Zhu Feng frowned, and said word by word: "Get out of here quickly, King Ning is rebelling, and you are in danger."
There was a flash of light in his eyes, and he looked up at Nan Yan: "You, how do you know my identity? Who are you?"
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside.