It was so strong that it could make a playboy like that abandon the love between men and women that he had always yearned for, and could make a playboy like that give up his family inheritance rights for nothing.
Can make a playboy like that give up his own life.
"He lost his memory of you because he was hypnotized. The effect of hypnosis is to make the patient forget the person who hurt him the most and who he loved the most..."
Isn’t the person who makes me heartbroken when I think of him the one I love the most
Such hypnosis was once used in medical treatment to help patients who had suffered severe psychological damage recover.
But for Qiao Mohan, he was deprived of the woman who could most arouse his emotions.
"Hypnosis... Amnesia..." Su Qing murmured to herself. After a long time, she gradually regained her voice.
She was shocked by this fact, deeply shocked.
Su Qing thought about the details of her interactions with Qiao Mohan during this period of time since she returned to China - yes, Qiao Mohan was like that, with that distant and cold look.
She was too self-conscious to think about it and just thought he was distancing himself from her on purpose.
I just thought that he was deliberately pretending not to know her.
Even his initial pursuit was misunderstood as a kind of bad taste.
After all, he is Qiao Mohan, the eccentric and unruly Qiao Mohan, who seems to be able to explain everything he does - but the image of "deep love and unfailing love" has nothing to do with him.
But the truth slapped her hard in the face.
That person... that man... turns out he can be so affectionate...
He didn't give up on her, didn't abandon her, didn't... didn't stop loving her...
Tears burst out of Su Qing's eyes like a dam breaking, unable to be restrained any longer.
She couldn't help it anymore. She felt even more grief-stricken than when she suddenly found out about Xiao Mu'er's identity. Her heart was gripped tightly.
Su Qing's crying voice came from the other end of the phone without any concealment. Xinluo held the phone tightly, but the knuckles of her fingers were faintly white.
She listened to Su Qing's crying, and the grief almost infected her.
Tears also fell uncontrollably.
The two women were sobbing intermittently across the phone. After an unknown amount of time, the sound from Su Qing's end suddenly stopped.
Xinluo's heart skipped a beat.
She subconsciously thought that something had happened to Su Qing, and was even afraid that Su Qing had bad, negative thoughts.
She immediately wiped away her tears and asked: "Xiaoqing, are you still there? Xiaoqing... Xiaoqing..."
But after calling for a long time, there was no sound from the other end.
Xinluo's face turned pale instantly. She looked up in panic and was about to ask Lu Yuchen for help.
Then Su Qing's voice was heard again on the other end of the phone.
"I'm fine, I just went to wash my face - Xinluo, thank you for crying with me for so long, I feel much better now..."
"Xiao Qing, you..." Xinluo was afraid that she was just pretending.
"I'm fine, Luo Luo, don't worry, I won't let anything happen to me."
Su Qing's voice was full of positive emotions, which was completely different from the Su Qing who was so sad that she couldn't cry and so grief-stricken that she couldn't breathe.
"I still have Xiao Mu'er to get back, and I still have... my man, who needs to be got back." Su Qing's throat was hoarse, but there was a warm smile on her face.
She looked at the rising sun outside the window and felt for the first time that life was no longer as bleak and hopeless as it had been in the past few years... (To be continued)