After being plotted against by my best friend, I got into trouble with the domineering president

The name of the beggar in the hotel room is Lu Qian, but at this moment, even he himself cannot remember the past that this name carries. The encounter more than two months ago was like a black hole, swallowing up his memory.

That day more than two months ago, he was driving a car alone on the road when his tire suddenly got punctured. He got out of the car to check, but was attacked from behind and hit hard on the head with a stick, causing him to faint. Then, in a haze, he felt the bumps of the car. After an unknown amount of time, he was thrown into the deserted grassland, his life or death uncertain.

Perhaps it was God's blessing that although he did not die, he had forgotten everything in the past.

Lu Qian dragged his injured body and relied on instinct to walk toward the dim lights of the city. He didn't know how long he walked before he reached a city full of high-rise buildings.

Finally, an enthusiastic community doctor found him and bandaged his wounds. However, when she left to attend to other matters, Lucian disappeared.

She anxiously searched around the hospital twice, but there was no sign of him, and she could only secretly worry about his injury.

After that, Lu Qian began his wandering career. He also thought about who he really was day and night, but every time he got close to the truth, he would get a severe headache and couldn't continue. He could not recall the past and could only let himself wander in the bustling city.

So, how has Lucian been spending the past two months?

Yes, living on the streets, of course. He wanders the streets almost every day, like a homeless soul in this bustling city. Occasionally, some kind people would pass by and drop some change. But most of the time, he can only go to fast food restaurants to find food left by people. The food forgotten on the table is his main source of food.

Whenever this happens, the clerks will talk about him behind his back: "Although this big man is a homeless man, he is very picky. He only picks up food that has not been touched much, or has only taken two bites. Others He won’t eat.”

Hearing this, Lu Qian just smiled indifferently and ignored him. Filling his stomach is his first priority. In this era, waste is everywhere and leftover food piles up, which has become a glimmer of hope in his life. Of course, there are times when you are hungry, but the solution is very simple. Just sleep and get over it.

In the hotel room, Lu Qian took a serious look at Wen Qing in front of him. Her long black hair was scattered on the white sheets like a waterfall, and the hair strands were as smooth and shiny as silk. Every strand of hair reflected her delicate skin, shining with mysterious and brilliant light like stars in the dark night.

Lu Qian gently took off the sandals on Wen Qing's feet - they were a pair of mid-heeled sandals. The delicate straps were studded with sparkling rhinestones, which were as gorgeous as stars under the soft warm light. Eye-catching. The beauty of these sandals is unforgettable at first sight.

"I must buy a pair of these shoes for my sister!" Lu Qian, a young beggar who has been wandering for many days, was surprised by his idea. He has lost himself in wandering for the past two months and has forgotten everything. He has lost his own existence, but the longing for his beloved sister is always with him. He knew that even if he forgot about the whole world, he still had to remember to bring this gift of beauty and joy to his sister. He must have had a sister, he couldn't remember the rest.

Lu Qian gently covered Wen Qing with the quilt, thinking that she might feel a little uncomfortable because she was drunk and the air conditioner was blowing on her.

Wen Qing's petite body was wrapped entirely on the big bed in the hotel room. Half asleep and half awake, she felt as if she was sleeping in the clouds, warm and comfortable.

Lu Qi'an sat on the chair and looked at Wen Qing's peaceful and beautiful sleeping face, but he was completely unfocused. He was not interested in other things, he simply took Zhang Yunxin's money and tried his best to take care of her friends.

"Water - water -" Wen Qing on the big bed made a weak voice. She was obviously thirsty and said she wanted to drink water.

Lu Qian stood up gently, walked to the cabinet and picked up the mineral water. He unscrewed the bottle cap and returned to the bed. He gently lifted Wen Qing up and gently fed her water.

Wen Qing might have just drank a lot of wine, and her throat felt hot and uncomfortable. She drank most of the bottle of water and fell into a contented sleep.

Lu Qi'an stared at her peaceful sleeping face unintentionally, and there was no tenderness or care in his eyes. After all, although this girl is very beautiful, she has nothing to do with him.

Seeing her drinking so much water, Lu Qian was also a little thirsty. The last time he drank water was when he was eating hand cakes. He drank two bottles of water in one breath. After that, he came to the hotel to take a shower, change clothes, and then went to bed. When Zhang Yunxin knocked on the door, he didn't take a sip of water again.

Thinking of this, Lu Qian stood up. He opened another bottle of water left on the cabinet and drank from it. After drinking the bottle of water, he leaned on the chair and took a nap.

Time flies, and the night outside has become as dark as ink. The colors of the night are like thick ink, and the neon lights are like elves flickering in the dark.

Lu Qian suddenly felt hot all over his body in his sleep, as if his whole body was surrounded by blazing flames, and he felt an unbearable itching in his heart. He tried to sit up, but found that his body was unusually heavy. His limbs seemed to be held by a pair of invisible hands and oppressed by a huge force. It felt like my whole body was surrounded by flames, and my heart was itching unbearably.

He tried hard to sit up, but found that his body was extremely heavy, as if his hands and feet were grasped by a pair of big hands, and oppressed by a huge invisible force.

He tried hard to recall what happened before he lost his memory. Who was he? Why is he here? However, the memory is like a vague fog, a chaos. He could only capture sporadic images. He tried to determine why he was here, but found that the room was dimly lit, with only a faint ray of light coming through the window.

Suddenly, an idea came into my mind. Lu Qian realized that he had been drugged, and the burning in his body was unbearable. He tried hard to stand up, but found that his body refused to obey. Lu Qian felt as if every inch of his skin had been burned by flames, his heart was beating rapidly, and sweat kept falling from his forehead. He felt like he was trapped in an inescapable nightmare.

The burning heat in his body had already made him unbearable. He tried his best to stand up, but found that his body was already in a difficult state and was out of control at all.

Every inch of Lu Qian's body seemed to be covered in burning flames. His heart beat rapidly and sweat dripped from his forehead. He felt as if he was in an inescapable place. in the nightmare.

He stood up with difficulty and tried hard to find the exit of the room, trying to get out of this embarrassing predicament and return to his normal state.