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Zheng Xunqian couldn't hear the response, so he tidied himself up sloppily and ran out of the bathroom.

"What's the matter?" He walked up to Jing Tian and squatted down, "Where did you hit?"

Jing Tian still didn't make a sound.

He frowned, closed his eyes, his brain became dizzy for a while, all senses became dull, and he was in a trance for a while. In contrast, the dull pain on his forehead caused by the impact didn't bother him so much. up.

After about 30 seconds, his confused consciousness became clear again, and the discomfort gradually faded away.He opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Zheng Xunqian who was wearing only a pair of trousers and was kneeling in front of him.

"Are you okay?" Zheng Xunqian looked worried.

Jing Tian stared at him blankly, and pressed his lips tightly.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, Zheng Xunqian showed strong uneasiness at his reaction, and stretched out his hand to try to help him: "Can you get up?"

Jing Tian didn't refuse, and stood up with his strength.

When he just got out of bed, all he could reach with his hands was the undershirt that had fallen on the bedside table.At this moment, there is nothing else on his body except this thin piece of clothing.The top was mid-length, barely covering his thighs.

His waist and legs were still a little weak.

Zheng Xunqian helped him sit down beside the bed, and asked again: "How do you feel?"

Jing Tian still didn't answer, and looked a little dull when he looked at him.

Zheng Xunqian frowned, raised his hand, and raised a finger: "How much is this?"

Jing Tian looked away, looked down at his legs, and finally said, "Help me hold my pants, please?"

Zheng Xunqian nodded, searched around, found Jing Tian's trousers on the sofa in the corner, and handed them over.

Jing Tian held up his trousers and shook them open, with a troubled expression on his face.

One thing is missing.

Zheng Xunqian soon realized it, and started searching again.

The close-fitting clothing was thrown on the ground like this, and after a night, it was not suitable to be worn on the body again.Jing Tian cleared his throat in embarrassment, and said, "Don't stand here."

"What?" Zheng Xunqian was puzzled.

"It's inconvenient," Jing Tian said, "I wear... clothes."

Zheng Xunqian opened his eyes slightly, and after a while, instead of leaving, he walked up to Jing Tian: "You won't forget again, right?"

Jing Tian didn't make a sound, just lowered his head, trying to cover his exposed thigh skin with his arms and trousers.

The air fell into an eerie silence.

Zheng Xunqian raised his hand, wanting to touch Jing Tian's forehead.On the part slightly to the left, not covered by the bangs, there is a small bag that is not too obvious.

As soon as his fingertips touched the skin, Jing Tian stepped back a little subconsciously.Zheng Xunqian's hands froze in mid-air.

Both of them remained silent for a few seconds, then Zheng Xunqian turned around and walked to the bathroom: "Put it on, we'll go to the hospital to have a look after we're done."

There is nothing wrong with the inspection results.

The doctor joked that if it had come later, the small bump on the forehead would have almost healed.

Zheng Xunqian was unconvinced by the diagnosis: "But his memory is obvious..."

"I'm fine, and the impact wasn't too severe," Jing Tian interrupted him in a low voice, "There's nothing serious about it, it's just that I can't remember too many things at once, and I can't get back to my senses."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and gave Zheng Xunqian a deliberate look.

Zheng Xunqian's expression revealed a bit of surprise.

The two walked out of the hospital side by side, neither of them spoke.

Walking all the way to the intersection, Zheng Xunqian said, "I called a car."

Jing Tian didn't look at him, and muttered in a low voice: "Didn't you say that you will never see each other again, why are you so enthusiastic about me?"

Zheng Xunqian froze when he heard the words.

Before he could speak, the phone rang.His reserved driver arrives and asks where they are.

"Get in the car first, let's talk when we go back." Zheng Xunqian hung up the phone and stretched out his hand to pull him.

Jing Tian took half a step back, avoiding his hand, saw his limbs stiff, and said, "I can walk by myself."

Zheng Xunqian sighed shallowly, turned around and walked forward no longer forcing himself.

After the two got into the car, he asked again, "Do you remember what happened yesterday?"

Jing Tian didn't speak.

Zheng Xunqian patiently repeated, "Have you forgotten what happened yesterday?"

Jing Tian turned his head and looked out the window: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Zheng Xunqian raised his hand, wiped his face, looked extremely helpless, and sighed long: "My God."

Back at school, he just got out of the car and walked a few steps when he ran into Yang Yue and Shu Ziqin.

"Hey, I'm willing to come back," Yang Yue greeted them both with a smile from afar, and smiled maliciously, "Oh, your clothes look familiar, why do they look similar to yesterday?"

Jing Tian and Zheng Xunqian looked at him silently, expressionless and silent.

Yang Yue walked up to the two of them with a smile, and soon realized that something was wrong.

The atmosphere between the two of them didn't look like they were shy after someone exposed their good deeds.

Yang Yue was alert, frowned and took half a step back: "What's wrong with you?"

Zheng Xunqian turned his head expressionlessly to look at the green belt beside him: "We just came back from the hospital."

Yang Yue's eyes widened, and Shu Ziqin beside him also panicked: "What happened?"

Jing Tian shook his head: "I'm fine."

Yang Yue looked the two of them up and down separately, really confused: "Can you at least speak to a level that normal people can understand?"

"I'm not sick, and I'm not feeling well, but I suddenly remembered many things." Jing Tian said.

Yang Yue's eyes widened: "You recovered your memory? Isn't this a good thing, why do you look so depressed?"

Jing Tian licked his lips and lowered his head.

"Please, what are you doing, can't you just talk properly?" Yang Yue collapsed.

"...he accidentally fell and hit his head after getting up in the morning," Zheng Xunqian said, "now I don't remember what happened yesterday."

Yang Yue opened her mouth wide.

"What do you mean?" Shu Ziqin didn't know anything about Jing Tian's past experience, and he was confused, "Senior Jing Tian, ​​have you lost your memory?"

Yang Yue grabbed Shu Ziqin and pulled him to Jing Tian: "Do you still know this person?"

Jing Tian looked at Shu Ziqin silently, as if he was thinking.

Shu Ziqin blinked his eyes a few times, his face full of innocence.

Seeing Jing Tian's delay in making a sound, Yang Yue understood in his heart, heaved a long sigh, and shouted: "I'm a prophecy!"

"What?" Shu Ziqin felt aggrieved, "What's going on?"

"I said before, maybe when you recover your memory, you will forget everything that happened during this period!" Yang Yue said, and heaved a sigh of relief, "But it's okay, I know a lot this time, I can explain it to you in detail."

After speaking, he took another step closer, and said to Jing Tian in a low voice: "Quickly explain what you think of, I've been curious for a long time."

When Jing Tian heard this, he took another look at Zheng Xunqian.

Zheng Xunqian's complexion was not very good, and he remained silent.

Yang Yue was very knowledgeable about current affairs and asked, "Or do you want to communicate alone first?"

"No," Jing Tian answered quickly this time, "I have nothing to say to him."

After speaking, he quickly walked towards the dormitory.

Yang Yue originally made an appointment with Shu Ziqin to watch a new movie released recently, seeing Jing Tian's appearance, she decisively said goodbye to Shu Ziqin, and first accompanied Jing Tian back to the dormitory.

Shu Ziqin was immersed in the grievance of "only I was forgotten", and left lonely.

The two walked towards the dormitory together for a while, Yang Yue whispered, "Zheng Xunqian is behind us."

Although they are not in the same building, they are in the same area, so it is inevitable for everyone to drop by.

"Oh." Jing Tian responded softly.

"Have you had an examination, is there any discomfort?" Yang Yue asked again.

"Everything is fine," Jing Tian said, "Don't worry."

"Then why..." Yang Yue hesitated to speak.

Jing Tian probably knew what he wanted to say.

Why did he look so preoccupied, he didn't behave like he should have at all, his whole person was depressed.

"...Excuse me, in your current memory, what is the relationship with Zheng Xunqian?" Yang Yue asked.

Jing Tian didn't answer right away.

"Don't you think it's strange, just now Zheng Xunqian said that you fell when you just got up, so it should be in... the hotel?" Yang Yue said very tactfully, "As for why you two appeared in that place at the same time, Aren't you curious?"

Jing Tian showed embarrassment, and quickly turned his head, seeing that Zheng Xunqian was looking at him from a distance of less than five meters, and turned his head quickly again.

"It won't be automatically connected to the previous memory," Yang Yue said, "Do you know what day it is today?"

"... Keep your voice down." Jing Tian said.

"By the way, there is a more serious problem!" Yang Yue remembered something, and because of worry, her voice became louder, "You have been studying hard during this period, and your grades have improved rapidly. Now that you go back to the file, you will not forget it." Is it all gone? This is a huge loss!"

Jing Tian stretched out his hand and pulled him, lowered his voice and whispered: "Don't worry, I haven't forgotten. I can live."

Yang Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and soon realized that something was wrong.

"You know you've been studying hard these days? Do you know who taught you?" he asked.

Jing Tian licked his lips and replied, "I know."

Yang Yue looked at him strangely.

"I don't have amnesia, it's just that my memory is a bit messy and I can't figure it out for a while," Jing Tian said, "but I know it all."

"Are you sure?" Yang Yue asked.

"Sure," Jing Tian said with a tense expression, "...I lied to him on purpose."

"...Ah?" Yang Yue was surprised, "What are you going to do? Get rid of him?"

Still keeping his head down, Jing Tian walked quickly, and after a while he replied softly: "No."

Yang Yue glanced back again, and said worriedly: "His face is so dark, can you be a little bit tactful?"

Jing Tian bit his lip, held back for a while, and said aggrievedly: "But everything I think of is so annoying."

"..."

"My mind is in a mess now. Those old things popped up all of a sudden, as if they just happened, pushing the recent things to the back," Jing Tian said, "I see him now... Just get angry."