C7

The ten words, along with the photos, were like a voice calling out to him, piercing through the years and calling out to him with deep emotion.

He only felt a little dizzy. He shook his head and dropped his phone. He started to panic in his heart. Had he forgotten something?

In his mind, a few memory fragments vaguely appeared.

Faintly, he felt that he was in a sea of fire, the flames swallowing everything. He saw a woman standing in front of him.

A familiar feeling came over him. He wanted to see her face, but the fire and the smoke obscured everything. He could see nothing but her slim figure.

His body was subconsciously moved. He hurriedly walked towards the woman: "Go, go, leave this place, leave quickly."

"No, I won't go, I want to go together. "I'll stay with you no matter where you are. I won't leave you behind."

As he watched the woman approach him, he began to look forward to seeing her face.

However, before she could even cross the sea of fire, he saw two people jump out from beside her and pull her away.

The fire was too strong for him to see who had taken the woman away. He panicked a little and chased after her, avoiding the fire. Just as he took two steps, he was hit from behind and fainted on the ground.

"Ahh!" He regained his senses, his mind became extremely clear. He only felt a headache, as if his head was being pierced by needles.

The things he saw, were they his memories? However, he had never known that he had such an experience.

Picking up the phone, he started to look at the photo again, wondering if his aunt had said this was a wedding present for him.

What were these pictures of him and her past?

The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He held his head and rolled on the bed, groaning in pain. Yin.

After leaving the Xi Family villa, he was still worried about his safety, so he drove back to the villa.

When the steward knocked on the door, Xi Jiange had just resisted the pain and went downstairs as soon as he heard his cousin.

Xi's father was sitting upright in the living room. He was holding a cup of coffee, looking around the villa that he hadn't been back to for years, waiting for Xi's appearance.

He heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw Xi Yuzhan walking towards him.

"Bro, why did you arrive so late?" Xi's cousin had just got off the plane.

"Yes, I arrived a long time ago. I have some mail to take care of, so I've been delayed for a while." Xi Shuibo's icy face softened a little, and he pursed his lips to test the waters, "If you're married, your family and friends will all be here. Have you seen Chen Xi Wu?"

"..." "You mean, Aunt?" His body stiffened, and his hands tightened around his knees.

"Yes, that's him, your aunt." The last two words emphasized the point more seriously than the last one. Xi Yubo's eyes were fixed on his face, more than any one of his expressions.

As he thought about what he and Chen Xi had done in the bedroom, his face was filled with regret, "My aunt came, but she left again. I …" I don't know if she'll still be attending my wedding with Abby. "

With such a thing happening, who knew if Chen Xi Wu would come?

"These are not your worries. All you need to do is prepare to be a groom. Leave the rest to us."

Xi Yu Po carefully observed his cousin's expression and started to doubt if he had really lost his memory.