He stubbornly grasped her hand again, and his beautiful face was full of persistence: "is that important? We are going to stay here for the rest of our lives. Is our identity outside important? "

Tang Qing shook his head speechless I can't tell you

"It's too simple for you to say I like what you like, but does it take ten and a half years to really like someone?" He said, "what about that girl? She just knew me for a few days, isn't she different from me to you? She likes me, and I like you, just like her. "

Warm eyes, stubborn and persistent expression, simple like an 18-year-old just adult youth. Only at that age, can we have the courage to be desperate for what we love, how fearless we are, and what we need to do is to give everything we like.

Tang Qing looked at him, a little want to laugh, but also a little do not know what to say. She took his hand out of the palm again, and then gently patted him on the shoulder, holding on to her crutches, trying to stand up Come on. Xiao Fengting, you are over 30 years old, not 18 years old. Such childish words come out of your mouth It's ridiculous

She stood up, some unsteady steps, the fingers falling on the side of her body were stubbornly pinched by the man, and his voice was a little tense, "why can't you believe me? I like you?"

Tang Qing looked down at him. The man's pale eyes were dyed into beautiful red by the magnificent sunset. Everything in the world seemed to be reflected in this pair of transparent eyes. She looked at him with a slight smile. Because I was in love with you. She thought in her mind, but with a smile, she just shook her head slightly towards him, a gesture of being unreasonable.

"You talk!" He looked at her silent expression, a little anxious, "what are you afraid of?! Do those past really matter to you? I don't care. I don't care about your past. I don't care... "

Tang Qing interrupted him, "I care."

Three words, out of her mouth, a little cold.

Xiao Fengting pursed his lips and looked at her. His eyes seemed a little red, but he didn't know whether it was the reflection of the setting sun.

He looked aggrieved and sad.

Tang Qing is indifferent to look at him, she feels very absurd, before amnesia Xiao Fengting does not love her, so many years, also did not see him how to her, after amnesia, he fell in love with her.

She could only say that he should be considerate of his identity as a person with amnesia.

"You're just too dependent on me. You take the chick plot as love at first sight." She tried to take back her finger, but Xiao Fengting just held it.

Tang Qing frowned slightly.

"Can't I even tell who I like?" He asked, "what chick plot, I'm human, I know who I like."

Tang Qing raised his eyebrows: "then I ask you - why do you like me? I'm gentle with you? Or to you? Or is it that you are not abusive, and the rougher you are, the more you like it? "

Xiao Fengting asked, "are you not good to me?"

"It seems that you have a vague definition of" good. "

"I know who feeds me, who gives me medicine every day, and who cleans my body for me without that person. I know that I would be dead without that person! My life is hers, isn't that enough reason to like her? "