Memory Lost

Chapter 170: Cold as snow

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As the three looked at each other quietly, R raised his hand first and covered his eyes. But he put it down immediately, Su Mian heard him take a breath, and walked towards Xu Sibai.

"S, welcome back," he said.

It was a very common sentence, but it felt like a needle-like pain in Su Mian's ears. She raised her head and looked at the two of them quietly. r has reached out and hugged Xu Sibai. And Xu Sibai was silent for a moment, and then he reached out and hugged him back.

After a while, the two separated. Xu Sibai's eyes stopped on her face.

She also stared at him momentarily.

His eyes quickly averted, looking at r. And on his still handsome face as outlined in ink, a gentle and calm smile finally appeared: "I'm sorry."

r was silent for a few seconds, with a deep voice: "You didn't feel sorry for anyone."

Both were quiet for a while. Xu Sibai raised his eyes and looked at her again.

"I'll stay with her for a while," he said softly.

In his eyes, Su Mian seemed to have been casted on a body-fixing spell, unable to move or cry. Just looked at him so quietly.

"Okay." R went straight into the inner room and closed the door.

Leaving only a silent room for him and her.

He came towards her.

Su Mian lowered her head, turned her face away, and looked aside.

She couldn't look at him anymore.

The sofa beside him sank slightly, and he sat down. Sitting not far from her, nor near. She could smell the faint familiar smell on him, pure formalin, blood, and the unfamiliar smell of gunpowder. The breath is obviously very light, but it seems that she is a little breathless in her heart.

"Did you get hurt just now? Does it have a headache?" A clear, slightly hoarse voice.

Su Mian suppressed it for so long, but she never expected that he would make such an opening statement. As if he was still Xu Sibai and she was still Bai Jinxi. He still cared about her gently and stubbornly.

Su Mian turned her head to look directly at him.

With a slap, it fell hard.

"Crack!" After the crisp sound, she slowly put down her hand. And on his fair face, there were several bright red finger marks, dazzling like blood. Su Mian looked into his eyes. His eyes were still black and white, and their clarity reflected her appearance. But those dark pupils seemed to be suppressing some kind of obscure and heavy emotions, and they couldn't see through. She couldn't see anymore.

She wanted to turn her face away and stop looking at him. He suddenly reached out and touched her cheek. Only then did she realize that there were tears on her face. However, his touch caused her to shrink like a hedgehog, raising her hand and slapped him in the face again!

His skills were as fast as lightning. This time, he grabbed her wrist. Su Mian was shocked. His fingers were cool and white, but his strength was amazing. Su Mian couldn't move for a while, so she could only stare into his eyes.

"Release!" she yelled.

He looked at her, was silent for a few seconds, and slowly released his hand.

When Su Mian was able to withdraw her hand, her heart felt like weeds were overgrown for a while, but she only felt that her heart was devastated.

And he just looked at her and didn't speak.

"When did you find out?" she asked slowly.

Xu Sibai was silent for a while.

Then he reached out, picked up R's cigarette case from the coffee table, and took out one to light it. This wasn't the first time Su Mian saw him smoking, but it wasn't until now that he realized that he was so skillful in lighting a cigarette. Such a calm face, when the white smoke entangled between his fingers in front of him, it turned out to be dejected and cold all the time. She never noticed.

"Just now." He replied softly. After a pause, he said: "But all these years, I have always known that I am a psychopath. So... "

Su Mian's eyes suddenly froze.

And he stared silently at her. Originally these days, restlessness, confusion, pain, and even resentment, but after learning all the truth, they calmed down.

It's more peaceful than before losing her, after leaving them. It was like a pool of water whose end and shore could no longer be seen, overflowing in his heart.

Do you understand

my beloved woman.

Even if I lost my memory, the moment I opened my eyes, I realized that I was different from others.

I don't have much feeling for people, so I'm never alone;

I never say much to you, because if I say too much, you will notice the lack and confusion of my words;

So, I have been keeping myself from confessing to you.

Before the words were finished, he looked into her eyes, but he was sure that she had understood everything in an instant.

"In the beginning, they made me feel familiar." He said slowly, "I began to doubt my identity from the day I saw the video of l dancing."

Su Mian was silent.

He hesitated for a moment, and then said: "The time I was tied to the bomb, I have gradually understood what they are doing - to let me be abandoned by you again, so that I can see my heart clearly. I see s today. The room, and then when they created an opportunity for me to kill myself, I'm basically sure."

Su Mian bit her lower lip, her words difficult. In a few words, he has summed up a fateful reincarnation.

Yeah, why hasn't she found out

Perhaps it was because, in those ignorant years like an autumn dream, among the vast and unfamiliar beings, he was the only one who smiled at her as warm as spring and white snow.

"Xu Sibai." She raised her tearful eyes and said word by word, "Let me go."

He didn't speak.

He was quiet, as if he was still as peaceful as before, except for the cigarette between his slender fingers, burning silently.

"Su Mian." He looked at the pure white smoke, as if whispering, but also in a trance, "I once kissed a woman in a dream, saw her, and cried in front of me all the time."

Su Mian didn't speak and didn't respond to him.

"Over the years, Han Chen is not the only one who has been looking for you in dreams." He said slowly, "I have never been able to find you, and I have never been able to tell them apart. Familiar, vague, distressed, but uncertain. Until you and her, More and more similar, more and more overlapping. It turned out that this was a game I set for myself, a dream I created for myself. Now, the dream is finally awake."

That slow tone, that familiar voice, but it was like a cloud of omnipresent air that pierced her heart. She looked up at him silently, and he turned his head to look at her. In his slender eyes, there was a very shallow light, like a mist of water.

Then he put down the cigarette and lowered his head. He put his hands on the sofa beside her and kissed her.

Su Mian's heart trembled slightly, and her whole body became cold. And her hands slowly clenched into fists by her side. He was approaching, slowly approaching, a familiar breath, a cold breath. Under the lamp, his profile was delicate and hazy, his hand gently held her shoulder, his forehead slowly touched her forehead, and the tip of his nose slowly approached the tip of his nose.

They were so close that he closed his eyes. The lips and teeth are close together, and the breathing is entangled.

However, his kiss never fell.

Just so, close to her.

Su Mian remained motionless.

At this moment, a hand knife slashed at the back of his neck! However, he moves faster than her! When she opened her eyes, she blocked her hand. She saw the dark, lake-like color in his eyes. Then he raised his hand, and it was the same blow. The forensic attack was lighter, faster and more precise than hers, landing on the back of her neck.

Su Mian closed her eyes and fainted.

Xu Sibai hugged her slowly falling body. Then he held it quietly, without moving.

r walked out, glanced at the woman in his arms, and asked, "s, what do you do now?"

Xu Sibai put her down and let her lean on the sofa. Then he picked up the cigarette on the table and put it in his mouth. r looked at him, suddenly a little sad, but there was a faint smile on his face: "s, do you know how long we have not seen you smoking?"

Xu Sibai took two more breaths and smiled. Ask: "What was your original plan?"

r Answer: "There will be a subway crashing, nagging and cold face on the car, it's dead. After the crash, the Peninsula Hotel will collapse. But it's not enough. There is also a detonator there, which detonates on the Han River Bridge. Buried very secretly, the police should not have discovered it. As long as the bridge is bombed, more people will die. The land road is blocked, and we can go out while the chaos is. No one will notice." After a pause, he He added: "In the past, both sides suffered, but today is the memorial and the end."

Xu Sibai was quiet for a while, as if in deep thought. Then he looked up and asked, "This house, this plan, when did you start preparing?"

"Three months ago."

Xu Sibai nodded.

At this time, r looked down at his watch and frowned slightly: "a called just now and said he would be there soon. But l should be there."

Xu Sibai raised his eyes and looked at him: "l is never late."

Neither of them spoke.

r opened the desk drawer and took out a pistol: "I'll go."

However, Xu Sibai stood up and took the gun directly from his hand: "I'll go. You are not Han Chen's opponent."

r After some hesitation, Xu Sibai pulled the safety off the gun, inserted the holster at his waist, and said lightly, "I will bring them both back."

r was silent for a moment and nodded. They have always obeyed unconditionally to the instructions of s. This will not change over the years.

Xu Sibai raised his eyes again and glanced at Su Mian on the sofa. R also followed his gaze and asked, "Are we taking her away this time?"

Xu Sibai stared at her, his eyes were as cold as snow, he didn't answer, he opened the door and left.