After I lost my memory, I attacked the crematorium.

Ji Yuchen's complexion changed, but Xie Jinian's bloodshot eyes were clear.

He even smiled lightly, and answered softly, "Yes."

"You haven't lost your memory, you're disappointed." Han Yicheng's eyes were also bloodshot, and at this moment, he showed a desolate determination in the uncontrollable fine water: "You haven't forgotten me, you don't love me anymore, yes ?"

Xie Jinnian didn't speak, but silence was already the most direct answer.

Ji Yuchen's cell phone rang suddenly.

He connected, answered quickly, hung up again, and then looked at Han Yicheng: "Boss Fu said that you can't drive with your wound, please let me take you back to the hospital for him."

He interrupted what Han Yicheng wanted to say, and waved his hand: "If you have anything to say, let's talk about it in the hospital."

He rushed to the hospital in the early morning, and was immediately taken by Ji Yuchen to have a blood test. After various examinations, Xie Jinian couldn't hold back and fell into a coma.

When he woke up again, it was already dark again.

Ji Yuchen sat on the chair beside the hospital bed and watched over him. Seeing him open his eyes in bewilderment, he quickly helped him sit up, fed him water again, and said nervously, "How do you feel?"

"It's much better." Xie Jinnian let out a long breath, "If the test results are all normal, I want to go home."

"It's all normal. We'll go home early tomorrow morning." Ji Yuchen replied.

Xie Jinian nodded: "Where's Han Yicheng? Is he okay?"

"It's okay." Ji Yuchen replied in a low voice, and then asked, "Brother, do you really not have amnesia?"

"No." Xie Jinian apologized, "Sorry, I didn't tell you the truth."

"I understand." Xie Jinian said, "I know you don't want to get entangled with him, so you might as well just cut off the road. After all, I don't think Han Yicheng is a reasonable person at all."

As he said that, he unconsciously looked sideways at the door of the ward, a little helpless: "As long as you have slept, he has been guarding outside the door. I don't know what he wants to do."

"How long have I slept?"

Ji Yuchen looked at the time on the phone: "About forty hours. Leave him alone, I don't believe he can keep watching. Sometimes he will fall down."

"He can." Xie Jinian said, "He is just so paranoid."

"Is there no way to cure it?" Ji Yuchen was a little annoyed, "I really can't beat him?"

"Let him alone." Xie Jinian closed his eyes, obeyed the tiredness deep in his body and mind, and fell into an unconscious deep sleep again.

When he woke up the next morning, Xie Jinnian finally felt the comfort of the normal and smooth flow of air into his lungs between breaths.

Ji Yuchen also got up from the sofa in the ward: "Brother, the doctor said that you can leave the hospital anytime if you feel fine."

"Go home." Xie Jinian looked at Ji Yuchen who had long hands and long legs but curled up on the sofa for several nights with distress, "You are too wronged to curl up here."

Ji Yuchen shrugged needlessly, and poured Xie Jinian a glass of water: "I'm not wronged, I won't guard, who knows what that lunatic outside the door will do."

You don't need to ask to know who Ji Yuchen is talking about.Xie Jinian subconsciously looked at the door of the ward: "He hasn't left yet?"

"No." Ji Yuchen curled his lips and sighed, "He's really crazy."

Fu Nianheng even transferred the hospital bed and put it in the corridor, but Han Yicheng insisted on not using it.He had been standing outside Xie Jinian's ward, the only thing he could rely on was the wall behind him.He didn't give up or fall down for more than fifty hours, so Ji Yuchen didn't even know whether to admire his perseverance or to be troubled by his extreme paranoia.

"A dignified business elite, who is in his twenties, treats himself like a puppy that was kicked out of the house and waited for his owner to take it back. This is a bitter trick, brother, don't be soft-hearted."

"I know how to deal with it." Xie Jinian got out of bed, "Xiaochen, invite him in."

Han Yicheng walked very slowly, and with his haggard look with blue eye sockets, he looked really sad.

His beard has not been shaved, and small blue stubbles have emerged, but his foundation is really good, even if he tosses himself into this kind of appearance that is completely different from his usual exquisite and showy appearance, it still does not make people feel down and out. , On the contrary, there is a kind of subtly arousing intolerance.

It was a bit like when he first joined Fenghan International affairs.

It was because he had to deal with Han Dongzhou's pickiness while quickly entering the actual management work. He was so busy for a long time that he could only sleep two or three hours a day, so naturally he didn't have time to take care of it carefully.

Xie Qinian also just entered the industry during that time, the shooting time of the newcomer was not so suitable compared to the lead actor, and he left early and returned almost every day, so he didn't have time to take care of Han Yicheng's image.

So one day when Han Yicheng came back late at night from working overtime, when he climbed into bed and secretly kissed Xie Jinian, Hu stubble woke him up.

Because of this, Xie Jinnian lost sleep. As a result, there was a big scene to be filmed the next day, and he lost his energy. He NGed a few times and was reprimanded by the director.

Later in the evening, when Han Yicheng came back and kissed him secretly again, he mercilessly pushed him away, and made a serious rule: from now on, he is not allowed to go to bed without shaving.

Since then, he has never seen Han Yicheng's beard again.

But looking at Han Yicheng at this moment, the itchy feeling that Han Yicheng had pricked on his skin at that time unexpectedly became vivid again, hooking out the sourness and astringency in his heart like a small hook, turning into a sense of regret.

Some things are always stubbornly refusing to go, just like Han Yicheng who is stubbornly unwilling to admit that they have changed.

"You shouldn't be like this." The four eyes met for a long time, but Xie Jinian opened his mouth first, "You have promised me that you will not interfere in my life anymore."

"I didn't know you didn't have amnesia." Han Yicheng said sadly, "I'm engaged, and since you can't accept it at all, why didn't you tell me clearly at that time and let me choose? Why did you just walk away, a chance to change? Don't give it to me?"

"Didn't I express it clearly enough at the time? I must grab your throat, cry and tell you, Han Yicheng, am I not allowing you to get engaged to someone else?"

Han Yicheng lowered his eyes silently.He couldn't be more clear that Xie Jinian was not that kind of character.He also repeatedly asked himself why he ignored Xie Jinian's repeated emphasis on breaking up once he got engaged to someone else.

It is because of his selfish desire, and because of the selfishness that has been secretly grown because of always asking for anything and everything from Xie Jinnian.

"Even if I really cry and beg you not to get engaged to Li Yuexin, you will still feel that I am making trouble, and you will feel that this is just a business cooperation and an exchange of interests to you, and you don't understand that I am sad What, what are you struggling with." Xie Jinian smiled wryly and shook his head, "Ah Cheng, what we want is fundamentally different. You want to win, and you want to give your grandfather and your mother a bad breath of incomprehension. You want Fenghan International, you want your father to regret it, and you want Han Xiuqi to kneel down."

"And me." Xie Jinian looked directly into Han Yicheng's eyes, and clearly said the words that he didn't say when he left silently, "I want to belong to my lover completely."

Han Yicheng sat down on the sofa, covering his eyes with his hands.

He couldn't argue.Because at that time, he just regarded everything he wanted as more important than Xie Jinnian.That's why Xie Jinian finally learned to put Han Yicheng's importance behind himself.

"Our directions are fundamentally different, and this is the inevitable result. I don't want to face you again and again. I don't regret that I suppressed myself and gave up part of my self-esteem to love you, but I can't accept touching my dignity now. And the bottom line of you."

"I was wrong. Qiqi, I was wrong." Han Yicheng looked sadly at Xie Jinian, "I know where I was wrong. I know why you left. If you indulge me one more time, I promise, I will change of."

"Qiqi, I don't want anything, I just want you." Han Yicheng covered his eyes, but couldn't hide the sobs in his voice, "I won't treat you like that again, I won't ignore your ego, your self-esteem Ignore it again, I will go to see Li Bowen, I will get better, and I will satisfy you. Can you...can you..."

After a few seconds of silence, Xie Jinian shook his head: "No."

These two simple words completely extinguished the lingering fire in Han Yicheng's heart, and extinguished all the warmth he had hoped for.

But he knew that Xie Jinian's anger had long been extinguished by his willfulness three years ago, leaving nothing but silence.

"I don't want to bear the disappointment you brought, and I don't want to be disappointed with you again and again." Xie Jinian's eyes gradually became watery, "Don't talk about the past anymore. We have no future."

Han Yicheng looked deeply at Xie Jinian, his eyes were red, and his voice trembling: "I know, I will never get you back. But I... I can't stand it."

"What happened can't be changed, Ah Cheng, we can't go back." Xie Jinian choked up, but remained firm, "I don't regret meeting you, I loved you, and I'm not afraid to admit that even now, I haven't fallen in love with anyone more than you."

He met Han Yicheng's gaze that seemed to come alive because of this sentence in an instant, and said word by word: "But, I don't want you anymore."

Han Yicheng looked at Xie Jinian blankly, unable to say another word.

He always thought that he was the strongest in their relationship and relationship, but now he finally understands that he is always the weak one.

Because his strength comes from Xie Jinian's connivance.He couldn't extricate himself because of his love, but Xie Jinnian was able to cut him off completely with reason.

Xie Jinnian can leave as soon as he can.But he couldn't just let it go.

But he has no choice.He took that wrong step and pushed Xie Jinian in a direction he couldn't hold back.He can only carry this loss, and repeat the emptiness and hopelessness at this moment day after day, just like every day when Xie Jinian is not around in the past few years, living in a body without emotion and temperature.

The only thing that can warm the heart, only occasionally appear in dreams, their past.

Ji Yuchen closed the door of the ward behind him, also separating Han Yicheng who had lost his strength.

Helped by Ji Yuchen to leave the hospital step by step, got into the car and drove towards the First International, Xie Jinian weakly leaned his forehead against the car window, watching the passing street scene.

In this world, there is never a lot of useless work, wasted time, missed sincerity, fish after a tree, and running in the opposite direction.

He and Han Yicheng are just one of these "lost".

They are not lost against time.But they each lost to themselves and to each other.

Back in the First International, the first thing he did was to contact Song Jinghui.

The dialed call was quickly connected, and Song Jinghui's clear and concerned tone seemed to be in no wrong mood, and he only asked, "Are you in good health?"

"It's much better. You'll be fine after two days of rest." Xie Jinian said with great apology, "I'm sorry for what happened that night."

Song Jinghui still smiled gently: "The most important thing is that you are fine."

After hesitating for a moment, Xie Jinian still said, "Jing Hui, are you free these two days? I have something I want to talk to you face to face."

"Okay." Song Jinghui answered simply, "Are you at home now?"

"Yes."

"I'm on vacation today, and I'm at home too. Will I disturb you if I come here now?" Song Jinghui asked.

Ten minutes later, Song Jinghui rang the doorbell.

Xie Jinian was somewhat embarrassed when he opened the door to face him, but Song Jinghui acted calmly.

He held Xie Jinian's shoulders, turned him around, and then gently pushed him into the room: "I probably read some relevant information, even if you are discharged from the hospital, you should rest for a few days, avoid strenuous exercise and Emotional, so, is it appropriate for us to talk about breaking up now?"

Although I also guessed that Song Jinghui should have a general idea of ​​what he said to be interviewed in person, when Song Jinghui said it so frankly, Xie Jinian was still a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

Song Jinghui pushed him to sit on the sofa, and sat down beside him, gently and slowly holding Xie Jinian's hand.

"Let me speak." He smiled warmly, "Ah Nian, you are very good, but we are not suitable, I want to break up with you."

Song Jinghui easily said what he had been thinking about for a long time. Xie Jinian looked at Song Jinghui with complicated emotions, but he didn't know how to respond.

"Of course, if you are now crying and begging me not to leave, stripping off your clothes and throwing yourself on me, I may... call the police."

Song Jinghui's joke made Xie Jinian laugh, and the somewhat awkward and sad atmosphere that had permeated between the two faded away.

Song Jinghui let go of Xie Jinian's hand: "I heard from Xiaochen that you plan to return to the United States?"

Xie Jinian nodded: "It's time to go back. I originally wanted to help Xiaochen share the pressure of expanding the Ji family from scratch in the country, but I didn't expect me..." He smiled wryly: "It's fine if I go back, everyone is clean .Besides, my dad is not in good health, so when I go back to stay with him, Xiaochen can carry forward the Ji family with more peace of mind, and don't have to worry about me all the time."

Song Jinghui nodded: "I also think you'd better have a period of time away from all disturbances."

He poured warm water on Xie Jinnian: "Before the university had a psychological lecture on how to relieve various emotional pressures in the heart. I agree with what the lecturer said: People will be pushed to a certain extreme by the pressure and events that are constantly superimposed. At this time, even those who advocate rationality will be wrapped up in this kind of emotions that are stacked to the limit and can't get rid of being pushed away, commonly known as "top".So we need an environment that is completely free from this kind of pressure, truly not being coerced by anything, and knowing what to fill the vacant space after the mind is completely calm, and whether you want to fill it. "

"You don't seem like someone who would be under emotional pressure." Xie Jinian smiled.

"Everyone has emotions. But the most violent, ups and downs, and most undisguised emotions actually have specific targets." Song Jinghui sat on the back of the sofa and relaxed his body, "When you are with me, you are very calm and gentle. , no conflicts and arguments, and you don't expect any emotional warmth, do you?"

Xie Jinnian looked away in embarrassment.

Song Jinghui squinted his eyes slightly and smiled: "It seems easy, we are all relaxed. But in fact, this kind of getting along will slowly accumulate the greatest fatigue in my heart."

"Because you want to respond to me and fall in love with me, but you don't have this instinctive enthusiasm to support your efforts." Song Jinghui stretched his waist and put his hands behind his head, "This is how people are. Sometimes, even if I clearly tell myself that it’s not worth it, I want to get rid of it emotionally, but it’s just that things and people in the past can’t get over it.”

"Me too." Song Jinghui leaned his head on the back of the sofa, closed his eyes, and spoke in a soothing and gentle tone, as if talking to himself, "In fact, I also have a past that I can't get over."

"I am the opposite of you. You want to go back to the United States, but I, I escaped from the United States." As if feeling the surprise in Xie Jinian's eyes, he laughed at himself, "I have someone I can't love. I have never Let him notice my feelings. This kind of hiding makes me very tired, and I am pulling myself every day. On the surface, I am getting calmer and more determined, but only I know that my emotions are getting worse and worse. The more numb you are, the more tired you become."

"So I ran away. I want to calmly confirm if it's okay without him."

"Are you sure?" Xie Qi asked in a young voice.

"I thought I confirmed it." Song Jinghui sighed, "Although I confirmed that I felt empty in my heart, I also confirmed that I was afraid to experience such intense and out-of-control emotions again. So I was very lucky when I met you, and even immediately Decided to pursue you."

Xie Jinian smiled and said, "I thought it was because I was exceptionally good, but I didn't expect it to be because I was especially suitable."

His joke made Song Jinghui laugh out loud: "Of course you are very good. It's really a pleasure to be with you. But, it's just a pleasure."

There is no heart palpitation, no lingering urge to die, no care and reaction to any slight emotion of the other party, and no sourness and sweetness that you can't see for a while.

Everything is peaceful, everything is peaceful, even what Song Jinghui said is happy.But pure peace and happiness are not enough for them.

"In this world, it seems that there is no easy love." Song Jinghui said, "But after being with you, I realized that this is the beginning of me completely calming down and seeing clearly what is empty in my heart."

"To tell you the truth, I have the idea of ​​going back to the United States to face him every day." Song Jinghui paused, and said with some regret, "However, it should be too late."

He turned to Xie Jinnian, and stroked the end of Xie Jinnian's hair very tenderly: "I used to hear people say that time is not for me, time is not for me. At that time, I never thought it was such a sad thing. Ah Nian, many things are You can't miss it. A thought is an ending, and turning around will be a continuation of a lifetime. If you think it through clearly and your heart is still empty, maybe you should try to give each other a chance."

"But..." Xie Jinian smiled bitterly, "People don't change."

"But people will evolve and grow from every lesson, and then find a more correct angle and method. For example, is our raw material processed and transformed, and put it in a correct position to produce our Want new energy?"

Xie Jinnian laughed: "It's really you who can give examples like this by analogy."

It could be seen that Xie Jinian didn't want to talk too much about his choice and state of mind, Song Jinghui gently chose a new topic: "Have you set a time to return to China?"

"Go to the hospital for a follow-up visit tomorrow afternoon, and I'll be back the day after tomorrow." Xie Jinian said, "If you come to the United States, you must contact me."

"I hope I have the courage to go back." Song Jinghui smiled sadly, and said, "I remember Xiaochen will host a large meeting of the technical department tomorrow afternoon? Then I will pick you up and accompany you to the hospital."

Seeing that Xie Jinian subconsciously wanted to refuse, he grabbed Xie Jinian's shoulders and said, "Ah Nian, just let my ex-boyfriend do his duty."

Although he laughed at himself as an ex-boyfriend, Song Jinghui still took out a bouquet of white roses from behind his back and handed Xie Jinian a magic trick after the doctor confirmed that Xie Jinian could withstand the long-distance flight and the examination was successfully completed: "Congratulations on your recovery."

Xie Jinian took the white roses, and took out the best blooming one from the bouquet and handed it to Song Jinghui: "I wish you all your wishes come true."

Song Jinghui took the flowers, smiled softly, and stroked Xie Jinian's earlobe: "I hope we can all get what we want."

The next moment, his face froze suddenly.

Without knowing it, Xie Jinian watched Song Jinghui's expression suddenly tense and stiff, and was about to speak when he felt someone hit him hard from behind.

The force was so great that he knocked the white rose in his hand to the ground.

Then the familiar breath and familiar body temperature completely covered him from behind, in a posture of tightly embracing and protecting him.

Memories from the past swept over, Xie Jinian turned around hastily, trying to push Han Yicheng away, but only had time to see the moment when Jiang Ruifeng stabbed the dagger into Han Yicheng's back.

Jiang Ruifeng's face was abnormally red, and his eyes were full of crazy and heavy hatred. Gritting his teeth and staring at his blood-red eyes, he pulled the dagger out of Han Yicheng's body, and stabbed it hard again.

Amidst the dull sound of the sharp knife entering his body, he laughed like crazy, and was finally suppressed by several doctors who reacted in the corridor.

Xie Jinian shook his hands and supported the crumbling Han Yicheng.

Subconsciously touching his lower back, Han Yicheng straightened his body as much as possible, gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you injured?"

"No!" Xie Jinian roared, "Han Yicheng! You..."

It was originally a roar, but when he saw the thick blood stains on Han Yicheng's hands, it became a trembling sob.

Han Yicheng also looked at the blood stains on his palm, as if he didn't understand why there were blood stains, he stroked his back again.

The blood was thicker.

Song Jinghuinian hurriedly called "doctor", but Han Yicheng suddenly let go of Xie Jinian's hand that was holding him.

In the unknown of Xie Jinnian, he walked around Xie Jinnian, bent down with difficulty and slowly, and picked up the bouquet of white roses that he had knocked to the ground.

After carefully arranging the bouquet, Han Yicheng handed the white rose to Xie Jinian.

He lowered his eyes and whispered apologetically: "I just wanted to ask the doctor if you are completely cured. I didn't expect to see him, and I didn't expect him to be so crazy... I'm sorry, I lost the flowers your boyfriend gave you." Dirty."

Xie Jinian blankly took the white rose from Han Yicheng's hand, and the moment his fingertips touched, Han Yicheng backed away.

He suddenly raised his eyes, and his gaze, which had been slowly slacking off due to the pain and blood loss, was instantly clear, and fell into Xie Jinnian's eyes, but his voice became softer amidst the slowly becoming heavy breathing: " I'm leaving right away, don't be angry."

The bouquet of white roses handed back to Xie Jinian left clear traces of blood red.The trace touched Xie Jinian's hand, as if with a hot and stinging barb, it pierced into the deepest part of his heart.

Han Yicheng took a deep look at Xie Jinian, bit his lip hard, and turned around.

It could be seen that he had exhausted his concentration to prevent himself from showing weakness, but the unstoppable blood on his back that was as straight as possible made him collapse to the ground collapsed after walking a few steps.

Xie Jinian stared blankly at the chaos. Han Yicheng was hurriedly lifted into a wheelchair by the nurse and rushed towards the operating room, his arms slowly and sadly drooping.

The bouquet of white roses fell to the ground, the petals splashed, and the beautiful shape was completely lost.

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