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After hearing what Song Jiayin had to say, Wu Zihao knew that there was no longer any possibility between him and Song Jiayin. Although Song Jiayin was very polite to people, and did not say some things directly, but she meant to express her refusal.

No one could waver from the decision that Song Jiayin had made. He looked at Song Jiayin, her expression dark and complicated. She had thought that Song Jiayin could start anew after losing her memories of the two of them. Unexpectedly, in the end, she still wasn't willing to be with him.

Wu Zihao had always been a strong person. Just like how Song Jiayin had rejected him. As usual, he felt that it was someone else's fault. Someone else had said something in front of her. But he never thought that it was Wu Zihao's own actions that truly made Song Jiayin treat Wu Zihao.

He looked at Song Jiayin, and said each word clearly.

"Is it really impossible between us?"

Song Jiayin did not speak, she was thinking. Love should always be cautious and sincere. This had always been Song Jiayin's attitude towards love. She valued the simplicity of her feelings too much. Therefore, there was no room for any sand in her eyes.

When she found out that Wu Zihao had always liked her. Even after he lost his memories, he didn't leave and stayed with him. She had really been moved. She once truly thought about being with Wu Zihao.

But for some reason, when she was facing Wu Zihao, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. It was as if the Wu Zihao in front of him was not the real Wu Zihao. Indeed, later on, she found out what Wu Zihao had done to her while she was sleeping.

It wasn't that she couldn't accept a mother. A secret behavior, but Wu Zihao was always forcing her. And the more Wu Zihao forced her, the more she felt the unwillingness in her heart. She sensed that the abnormality in her heart towards Wu Zihao originated from the portion of memories she had lost.

Since she couldn't truly like him, then she couldn't give him hope. It made him feel empty and happy.

Song Jiayin raised her head and looked into Wu Zihao's eyes. "Yes, there's no possibility for us to be together. If you want, we can be friends. If you don't want, I can accept it. I didn't do this well."

Song Jiayin's words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Wu Zihao retorted, "If I were to say, we are not in love. What if a person was a stranger? You want to make the same decision? "

Song Jiayin's eyes were firm: "Since you've always said that you understand me the best, you should know this as well. I will not change what I have decided. If you really think I hurt you and don't want to have anything to do with me, I can accept it. After all, I'm the one who has let you down. "

Wu Zihao laughed in despair. What happened to me could hurt you. Rest well. "I'm leaving first."

With that, he soullessly left the ward.

As Song Jiayin watched his retreating back, she suddenly thought of Gong Yichen. She had seen Gong Yichen walk out of the sickroom like this several times, lonely, sad and desperate.

For some reason, when he thought of that person, his heart suddenly ached. She felt that it was strange that she knew someone like Gong Yichen. Gong Yichen was someone who was far above the peak of the clouds. He shouldn't be involved with a nobody like himself.

Furthermore, from Gong Yichen's attitude towards him, it was clear that he undoubtedly liked to care about his, but he didn't seem to treat his as his girlfriend at all. He was cold and venomous. The words were either taunting or contemptuous. Sometimes, intense words would even hurt Song Jiayin.

Song Jiayin was very suspicious. She had always felt that the emotions Gong Yichen had towards her performance should have been something he loathed. But there were times when he was very gentle with himself. That kind of gentleness really made people want to immerse themselves in it.

Song Jiayin thought about the way she treated Gong Yichen. Song Jiayin was actually not a mean person. She had always been polite to others, but for some reason, every time she saw Gong Yichen, she felt very uncomfortable in her heart. It was an emotion that was intertwined with disappointment and reluctance.

Song Jiayin could feel her disappointment towards him. But Song Jiayin could not remember anything. She had thought that it was possible that Gong Yichen had betrayed her before she lost her memories, which was why she was so disappointed. So much so that even without memory, the heart still retains this feeling.

At the same time, she could feel a reluctance to part ways. Even if Gong Yichen had disappointed him, she was not willing to part with him, nor was she willing to lose him. This kind of relationship would always appear when Song Jiayin saw her.

Her heart was filled with torment, yet Gong Yichen's words were still extremely unpleasant to listen to, causing her to still not have a good expression. Thinking of Gong Yichen. Her heart ached again.

She covered her heart, her face pale.

Seeing that she was not in a good mood, her best friend walked up to her and asked in concern.

"Jiayin, what's wrong? You look so terrible. Are you okay?"

Jia Yin looked at her good friend who cared about her and smiled gently. "It's nothing, I just felt a bit uncomfortable all of a sudden."

Her best friend frowned, "Since you can't bear to leave him, why didn't you leave him behind? Although what he did to you also made me unhappy." But if you really like him, go after him. "

Song Jiayin found it funny, "Do you think I'm feeling bad because of Wu Zihao?"

Her best friend looked at the smiling Song Jiayin in puzzlement, "Isn't it so?"

Song Jiayin shook her head, "No, I just thought of one thing. "It's a bit sad."

"Is it your lost memory? Shall I call the doctor? "

Song Jiayin shook her head.

She saw her best friend's disappointment.

"What the hell is going on?" Who are they? And why are you in the hospital? "

She looked at his best friend's anxious expression. Song Jiayin felt a sense of warmth. She thought of her best friend's reaction during that period of time.

Gong Yichen, Jing Junling, Wu Zihao came to look for him one after another. He didn't have any time to rest. I've been talking to them. So I ignored my friends. But it didn't matter if he was facing Gong Yichen. It was still Jing Junling. The tone of her best friend had always been biased towards her.

She was a mystery to the people around him. A lot of things are always taken in by the side of others. But thinking about it now, Jing Junling and Wu Zihao's words were just too guiding. She could only see her best friend clearly. She would be angry at Wu Zihao for what he had done to her. It would also be because of the unfairness of Gong Yichen's tone towards him. Furthermore, when Jing Junling was berating him, she had to protect herself.

Song Jiayin felt that she could trust her best friend. Song Jiayin needed someone to pour out their heart out to. To pour out the fear of not being able to remember anything after waking up and lying in the hospital; to pour out the guilt she had felt towards Jing Junling's words these days; to pour out how conflicted and helpless she was in the face of Gong Yichen and Wu Zihao.

Song Jiayin patted her bed, signaled his best friend to sit down, and then told her everything that happened after she woke up. Listening to Song Jiayin recount her entanglement and confusion over the past few days, her close friends felt even more sorry for her.