He stared at her, his eyes changing, scarlet and black.

He said in a deep voice for a long time, "he is amorous."

What the hell?

Tang Qingge was so angry that he said wrongfully, "I didn't act amorous. Don't you really remember? I fed you allergic food. You ate it. The fruit porridge I made was obviously bad to drink, but you drank it all. I was afraid of darkness and ghosts. You stayed with me all night. In the heavy snow, you searched for me all night. When the explosion was going to kill me, you tore your heart and lungs. You must remember these!"

She cried as she spoke. "How can you forget it? How can you forget it! I'm the one you love so much. You can't love me!"

How could he forget all this.

If he had forgotten all this, would he still be her little princess?

Tang Qingge was pumping, crying and burping.

My God, she is so miserable!

Explosion.

Bo Qichen suddenly covered his heart, and a memory fragment that tore his heart and lungs burst out of his mind. In the explosion, he looked at a place, and his heart was broken at that moment.

There is a voice in my mind saying that she lied to you. She doesn't love you. She loves others. She admitted it herself.

But when his eyes touched her tears, his feeling told him that she had not cheated him, and that his heart hurt more when he saw her crying.

Stop crying.

Stop crying.

He raised his hand to do something, but suddenly his heart ached.

Tang Qingge wanted to say more about their memories, but suddenly she saw Bo Qichen covering his chest and staring at her. She was stunned. Looking at his uncomfortable appearance, she suddenly forgot to cry and stared at him.

It seems that someone is more miserable than her.

So shouldn't she cry?

Tang Qingge thought carefully.

The scene was suddenly awkward.

She thought for a while and raised her hand. She wanted to hug him and comfort him.

But he held her wrist, his voice was low and cold, he stared at her face, gasped, his eyes were scarlet, and asked her again, "who are you?"

She wanted to cry again, but this time she held back her tears and said pitifully, "I'm Tang Qingge, boss, don't you really remember me?"

Tang Qingge.

Boss, do you really not remember me?

Then you hold the Tang Qingge on the tip of your heart for fear of falling and for fear of melting!

That shameless and amorous Tang Qingge!

Tang Qingge.

At this moment, the overwhelming memory fragments surged out of my mind. On the day of the explosion, the smiling woman.

Some messy and fuzzy memory fragments made the color in Bo Qichen's eyes change violently. The scarlet color gradually faded, and he had a splitting headache. For a moment, his pain was so painful that the green veins in his forehead came out one by one, and some could not bear these memories.

A moment flashed through his mind when she said 'I love you' to others.

He squeezed his hands and looked at her with red eyes. "You don't love me, do you?"

She was forced around by him, wasn't she.

She doesn't love him.

Tang Qingge was stunned when he saw the boss like this.

What's the matter? Is she irritating him? Why is this confusing the memory?

"I......"

He had such a headache that he was about to burst. Tang Qingge felt distressed and dared not say any more. He shook his hand and tried to touch him to comfort him. But the next second, a knock at the door suddenly sounded. The doctor was outside, "one."

She was stunned and looked at him subconsciously.

Bo Qichen gasped and stared at her for a long time.

She pretended to be weak like a good Samaritan, pleaded with her eyes, shook her head and blinked, grabbed his fingers, and asked innocently and timidly, "will you hand me over? Don't hand me over?"