"who are you?"
The cold and emotionless voice was particularly abrupt in the chaotic room, so much so that it echoed in the room and dropped a huge stone in everyone's heart.
"...Xiaohan?"
Mother Luo's beautiful tearful eyes suddenly widened and she called her son softly in disbelief.
Luo Han looked at the beautiful woman hugging him indifferently, and doubtfully denied, "Who is Xiaohan?"
After the words fell, Luo's mother covered her mouth and staggered back a few steps, bumping into Luo's father before she stopped.
"Han!" Qi Yan took a step forward, his voice full of shock: "Don't you remember?"
Luo Han frowned and looked at him, trying hard to recall the appearances of the three people in front of him, but he came up blank.
"Hiss!" There was a sudden pain in his temple, and Luo Han held his head that was about to explode and slammed it against the wall!
"Cold!" Qi Yan shouted, quickly rushed over to hug him, and murmured in a panic but unmistakable voice: "I don't want to think about it anymore, I don't want to know you if you don't know me, we don't want to know you anymore..."
The warm whispers flowed into Luo Han's heart like a sweet spring, and slowly calmed down his acupuncture-like pain. He closed his eyes and just leaned into Qi Yan's arms without resisting.
Qi Yan looked at him with complicated eyes. Luo Han was too thin. In just a few days, he turned out to be so embarrassed.
He raised his head and whispered to Luo's father and Luo's mother, who was still calm, "Uncle and aunt, you... please find the doctor to understand the situation first. I'm here."
"But..." Luo's mother wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Luo's father. He nodded to Qi Yan, his face full of sincerity: "Xiaoyan, I'm sorry to trouble you for now."
"It's okay, uncle..." After a pause, he lowered his head and looked at Luo Han, who had his eyes closed tightly. A trace of pity flashed in his eyes: "He is my best friend. This is what I should do."
Luo's father said nothing more and walked out of the ward with his sobbing mother in his arms.
The moment they left, Luo Han opened his eyes, and his black and white pupils looked at Qi Yan unblinkingly, with doubts and confusion in them.
"Who are you?"
This was the first thing Luo Han said to Qi Yan after he disappeared. For Qi Yan, it was too heartless.
There were so many things I wanted to say, but my lips trembled, and the words shuttled through my mind without any order, unable to form a complete sentence.
"Who are you?"
Luo Han repeated it again.
Qi Yan pursed his lips and looked pale: "You really don't remember me?"
Luo Han ignored his words and changed the question to himself, "What is your name?"
Qi Yan took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound normal: "Qi Yan, my name is Qi Yan."
"What is my name?"
"Luo Han. 'Luo' from Luo Shen, 'Han' from cold."
"Who were those two people just now?"
"Your parents. They love you very much."
"How old am I?"
"eighteen."
"And you."
"Also eighteen, five months younger than you."
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The two of them were like children, asking and answering questions.
Qi Yan looked at Luo Han tenderly, but in Luo Han's eyes, Qi Yan was just a stranger.
After asking questions one after another, Luo Han finally rested his head on Qi Yan's thigh and looked straight at him.
"What is our relationship?"
It seemed that Luo Han did not expect that Luo Han would suddenly ask this question, and was stunned for a moment.
The two boys would not be suspected of having any strange relationship if there was nothing strange about them, let alone the amnesiac Luo Han...
But that's exactly what he asked.
At that moment, Qi Yan thought he remembered something, but when he met his still confused eyes, Qi Yan suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.
The next second, Qi Yan leaned forward and pressed his slightly trembling lips onto Luo Han's lips accurately.
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Something happened today, so the update is late ヽ(￣д￣;)ノ!