The male lead of fast wear will always fall in love with me

It is said that the newly hatched baby will have a strong dependence on and love for No.1 when he opened his eyes.Spreadtrum does not know whether this statement is true or not, but even if it is false, he can still make it true. After all, hypnosis is not the only way to make a person feel dependent.

"Unfortunately, my people have been found." Recounting the glaring facts, Lan Tianze's heart finally calmed down a bit, "Sure enough, if I don't cut the grass and roots, I will feel uneasy, then I will not hold back this time."

"Oh? Then let me see who will die in the end." Spreadtrum put away his carelessness, he didn't want to capsize in the gutter, he was still waiting for his little guy to fall in love with him.However, his subordinates are really a bit useless—someone actually cracked the interference and obtained his whereabouts. It really needs to be done again.

The phone was hung up without any doubt, but Lan Tianze was not angry. Regardless of Spreadtrum's appearance as a "good guy", his temper can indeed be considered violent enough, but it is hidden deep enough.

Will the dignified leader of the underworld have a good temper?It's impossible to think about it, it's just that people like them always put such a person on the cusp of their hearts...

Grey, it was a illusory gray, Yan Mo was worried when he saw it, he wanted to escape from this ghost place, this ghost place that made him feel scared, but he couldn't open his eyes no matter what.

Obviously he was just in a coma, why did he suddenly appear in such a ghostly place? ?Yan Mo couldn't figure it out, but he couldn't help thinking that if he didn't do anything, he felt that he would definitely go crazy.

He was just in a daze, why was he kidnapped?The defensive measures around the emotional hero are not perfect?Otherwise, how could he have been kidnapped so easily?I just don't know who is so bored to kidnap him.Thoughts are scattered, thoughts are boundless, but just to keep myself from getting bored.

He wanted to fall asleep, but sleepiness filled his heart, he closed his eyes and let the darkness wrap him - for him at this time, even the darkness was much better than the endless gray.

However, he thought that he would be able to see the light after waking up, but the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is still cruel, and it is still an endless gray emptiness, looking up, there seems to be no end.I don't know how long it took, but it was so long that he became a little dull, and a video of memory was shown in front of his eyes.

He is like a fish longing for sea water, longing for different colors, the endless gray world is really too difficult for him, how can he escape?Yan Mo didn't know, the initial confusion came again - the confusion that seemed to have forgotten everything, and couldn't remember anything.

Staring blankly at the "video with sound" that repeats in front of him, the blood spreads, leaving only corpses and fragments on the ground.There are cars and people, and after mixing together, there is only depression.

"It was Lan Tianze who killed your parents. You hate him so much that you want to kill him."

A light voice sounded in Yan Mohu's chaotic mind.

"It was Lan Tianze who killed my parents. I hate him so much that I want to kill him..."

Dumbly repeating, Yan Mo was confused for a while, he hated Lan Tianze, so he wanted to kill him... Then who is Lan Tianze?There is a familiar feeling, but I can't remember anything.

"Spreadtrum is your lover, you love him very much."

The light voice sounded again.

"Spreadtrum is my lover, I love him very much."

He subconsciously repeated it, but Yan Mo felt that something was wrong, the person he loves... doesn't seem to be called Spreadtrum.If it is not called Spreadtrum, what is the name of the person he loves?Yan Mo couldn't figure it out at all, but the breezy voice that bored him kept ringing in his mind, repeating two sentences, over and over again.

"It was Lan Tianze who killed my parents. I hate him so much that I want to kill him... and Spreadtrum is my lover. I love him very much." Yan Mo repeated subconsciously. It's like being blurred, you can't see clearly, you can't see anything clearly, you can't see people, you can't see things, you can't see things, and you can't see... yourself.

In the dark, he felt that something was wrong, but there seemed to be nothing wrong, he was entangled, entangled until he fell into a dream.

Although dreams are beautiful, they are also fragile.

The blinding light made Yan Mo close his eyes subconsciously, and it took him a long time before he opened them.Slowly propping himself up to sit up, the quilt slipped down his chest, the heating was enough so that he didn't feel cold.Yan Mo felt that something was wrong, but when he lowered his head, he only saw the white part, and felt the slippery part belatedly - so he said, he didn't wear clothes?

He wanted to get up, but found that his limbs seemed to be rusted, and his movements were very slow.He didn't want to understand what happened, and his memory was blank. He looked around and found a room with stars dotting the head, the Milky Way on the ground, and even the tables, chairs, beds and windows with various decorations.

Dreams are especially in his heart.

But right now he was sitting on the big sea blue bed, his body was covered with water blue silk, the light was as white as the moonlight, and the lake blue curtains were drowsy, probably it was already night.

The pale blue door was pushed open, and the person who came had a "masculine" scar at the corner of his eye. In Yan Mo's eyes, his appearance was mature and handsome, with a gentle smile on his lips. He was wearing a comfortable white nightgown. There is a tray on it, and I don't know what is on it.

Yan Mo looked at this strange but familiar man with some doubts, "Who are you?" His voice was hoarse and harsh, making Yan Mo frowned subconsciously.

It is caused by excessive water shortage and long-term silence.

Such a conclusion naturally emerged in his heart, Yan Mo was a little confused, but the next moment he realized that this was instinctive knowledge - it would always appear subconsciously, but it cannot be denied that this knowledge was not his imagination, and The real, evidence-based "truth".

"I... am your lover." He answered with a smile, not in a bad mood.

"Zhan, Xun?" Hesitantly said, Yan Mo didn't understand where the awkwardness in his heart came from.Instinct told him that Spreadtrum was his lover, he loved him very much.

After hearing this reply, Spreadtrum was in a better mood, and even smeared his rival indifferently. "Baby, I was too careless to let that guy from Lantianze hurt you. Fortunately, the doctor said that you have no other physical problems except temporary amnesia. Otherwise, I would have to die to apologize."

"No, it's not your fault." Shaking his head, Yan Mo remembered that he was kidnapped by Lan Tianze before, and he didn't blame Spreadtrum, it was because he was too careless to let the enemy succeed.Lan Tianze was the one who killed his parents. He hated him so much that he wanted to kill him.It's a pity that the assassination was not successful, but he hurt himself.

But faintly, he felt something was wrong.What is wrong?He couldn't think of a reason why.

Spreadtrum put the tray on the bedside table, and held up the Yubai bowl with both hands, "The doctor said that you haven't eaten for a long time, and you can only eat liquid food at present." The temperature of the white rice porridge is just right, steaming but not very hot.

Just as he was about to take the porridge and do it himself, Zhanxun seemed to have expected it. He took a spoonful of porridge and fed it to himself, frowning slightly, wondering if he was struggling with being fed or the taste of the porridge.

"I added some sugar, so it shouldn't be very bland." Just as Spreadtrum didn't know Yan Mo's entanglement, "You liked me to feed you very much before." It's not difficult for Spreadtrum to talk nonsense with your eyes open. Besides, what he said is even more true.

Nonsense!Yan Mo slandered in his heart, why didn't he remember the experience of being fed?The suspicion continued to deepen, but the words appeared in his mind again, "Lan Tianze killed your parents, you hate him, you hate him so much that you want to kill him... and Spreadtrum is your lover, you love him, love him very much. I love it very much"——He had a splitting headache and waved away the porridge bowl.

The crisp sound of "click".

His memory is not right at all!

'Ding!System prompt - the hidden task [True and False Memories] is enabled, please look for evidence that can prove the false memory, complete the reward × restore the memory. '

His lowered eyes were slightly stunned, "What's wrong?" Zhanxun didn't understand why Yan Mo's reaction was so big, it made him think that hypnosis had no effect at all.But hypnosis can't be ineffective, unless...unless Lan Tianze's influence on Yan Mo is extremely deep, deep enough to affect hypnosis.

Looking blankly at Spreadtrum, Yan Mo suddenly couldn't tell what was real and what was fake... It seemed that everything was true, but at the same time it seemed that it was all fake.

"Forget it, I'll bring another bowl." Sighing, the man who had absolutely no way to deal with Yan Mo squatted down, put away the pieces of the porcelain bowl, got up and went out.

Looking away, Yan Mo pondered, what should he do next?Maybe he can ask Lan Tianze to confirm his memory?Rubbing his smooth wrist, his expression was calm.

Before Yan Mo could plan how to meet Lan Tianze, the other party had already approached him.

"Mo..." The words were automatically silenced before the words came out. Lan Tianze's heart sank when he saw the strange color in those eyes and the guarded posture.So that's why Spreadtrum let him come to see Mo with confidence?

The casual sweater is covered on the body, and a fiery red fox is printed on it, which makes the youthful white face even more dialysis.Fragmented hair hangs down, restrained and coquettish but only cute.

Lan Tianze has to admit that Spreadtrum has a set of methods, and even used hypnosis despicably. If he hadn't used to... I'm afraid he wouldn't understand.It's just that Zhanxun didn't know that with the drug "tolerance", Mo's hypnosis would be easily released when the opportunity came up.

It seems that Spreadtrum is missing a move.

Being sure doesn't mean anything, at least now he looks at Yan Mo as if he were a stranger, and he still can't help but feel uncomfortable.

Come on, Mo, I will rescue you soon.Then——you, will be mine alone.