It is so strong that it can make such a playboy abandon the love between men and women that he has always been nostalgic for, and can make such a playboy rather give up the right of family inheritance than anything.
Can make... such a playboy give up his own life.
"He lost his memory about you only after being hypnotized. The effect of that kind of hypnosis is to make the patient forget the person who hurts the most and loves him the most..."
The person who hurts when I think of it, isn't it the person I love the most
Such hypnosis has been used in medical treatment to heal patients who have been severely frustrated psychologically.
But for Qiao Mohan, she was deprived of the woman who could most mobilize his emotions and desires.
"Hypnosis... Amnesia..." Su Qing muttered to herself, and it took a long time before she gradually recovered her voice.
She was shocked by this fact, deeply shocked.
Su Qing thought about the details of the relationship between Qiao Mohan and Qiao Mohan since returning to China during this period of time - yes, such a Qiao Mohan, that also has alienated and indifferent eyes.
She was so inferior that she didn't dare to think about it, she just thought that he was alienating herself on purpose.
I just thought that he was deliberately pretending not to know her.
Even his initial pursuit was misunderstood as one of his bad tastes.
After all, he is Qiao Mohan, that perverse and uninhibited Qiao Mohan, seems to be able to explain everything - only the image of "affectionate" has nothing to do with him.
However, the truth slapped her hard.
That person... that man... so he can be so affectionate...
He didn't give up on her, didn't want her, didn't... didn't love her...
Tears bursting out of Su Qing's eyes could no longer be restrained.
She couldn't help it anymore, the more grief-stricken emotions than when she suddenly knew Xiao Mu'er's identity just now, grabbed her whole heart fiercely.
Su Qing's crying came from the other end of the phone undisguisedly, Xin Luo gripped 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 down without disappointment.
The two women were sobbing intermittently across the phone, and after an unknown amount of time, Su Qing's voice suddenly stopped.
Xinluo's heart skipped a beat.
She subconsciously thought that something happened to Su Qing, and she was even afraid that Su Qing would have 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 in an instant, she raised her head flusteredly, and was about to ask Lu Yuchen for help.
He heard Su Qing's voice on the other end of the phone.
"I'm fine, I just went to wash my face—Xinluo, thank you for crying with me, I'm much better..."
"Xiaoqing, you..." Xinluo was afraid that she was just holding on.
"I'm fine, Lolo, don't worry, I won't let anything happen to me."
Su Qing's voice was full of positive and full emotions, which was completely different from the Su Qing who was so sad that she couldn't cry, and was so sad that she couldn't breathe.
"I still have Xiao Mu'er to get back, and I still have... my man, I need to get it back." Su Qing's throat was hoarse, but there was a warm smile on her face.
Looking at the rising sun outside the window, she felt for the first time that life was no longer as gloomy and hopeless as it was a few years ago...