Boyfriend came to the door after amnesia

Zhong Jiuli stepped forward quickly, his eyes fixed on Song Ci, and he would not let go for a moment.

Song Ci's breathing gradually became steady, and his frowning brows gradually faded away. Although his face was still extremely pale, it lacked the gray and defeated look.

Zhong Jiuli's hanging heart fell to the ground fiercely, his tense nerves finally loosened, blood rushed to his limbs and bones, and his numb body regained consciousness.

He showed a dazzling smile, and then, his figure shook and fell to the ground.

It didn't take long for Song Ci to wake up, the pain all over his body hadn't disappeared, the severe pain like tearing seemed to be still hidden in his body, ready to come back at any time.

He blinked first, and looked at the familiar ceiling for a while before he gradually realized what happened.

He tried to sit up slowly, his movements were very light, as if he was a seriously injured patient.

After scanning around, he found that the only other person in the room was Chu Jiu lying beside him.

Chu Jiu slept deeply, her small mouth opened unconsciously, revealing the dense fangs inside, but her sleeping face was cute and childish.

Song Ci couldn't help smiling. In order not to wake up Chu Jiu, he carefully lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and then walked out silently.

Zhao Yinuo was sitting on the sofa in the living room, she lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking, Song Ci looked around and asked, "Yinuo, where's the big brother?"

His memory is still stuck in his coma before.

Zhao Yinuo seemed to be taken aback, she suddenly raised her head and stared at Song Ci in a daze.

Seeing her red eye circles, Song Ci thumped in his heart, and a feeling of extreme uneasiness spread in his heart. It seemed that something similar had happened before. His throat tightened and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Where's senior brother?"

Only then did Zhao Yinuo come back to her senses, she tried to manage her expression, but failed, she was sullen, the corners of her mouth couldn't help curling down, she couldn't help herself from crying, her lips trembled violently, Even her voice trembled a little.

"Big brother, he's fine, he's fine."

Hearing this, Song Ci's uneasiness expanded, sticky and cold sweat attached to his back like a poisonous snake, but he didn't show his face, and asked again with a forced calm: "Where is he now? "

Zhao Yinuo looked into the room.

Song Ci strode forward quickly, he was no longer cautious for fear of tearing the 'injury' on his body.

He opened the door, and saw Zhong Jiuli lying on the bed with a pale face, his heart stopped beating suddenly, and he couldn't help holding his breath.It wasn't until he was sure that Zhong Jiuli's chest was still rising and falling that his hanging heart fell to the ground. He leaned against the door frame as if he had lost his strength, his hands and feet trembling uncontrollably.

Zhao Yinuo didn't know when she walked behind him, she sniffed her nose, and comforted: "An Yan said that there is nothing serious about senior brother, and he will wake up when he has enough rest."

Song Ci nodded, his mood gradually stabilized, and he walked lightly into the room. Zhong Jiuli on the bed seemed to be sleeping restlessly. Has bite marks.

And the smell of blood in the air.

Song Ci's breathing was stagnant, he turned around, walked out quietly, and asked, "What's going on?"

He suppressed the irritability in his heart and tried to make his tone sound less out of control.

Zhao Yinuo couldn't help thinking of the picture of Zhong Jiuli standing there covered in blood, her eyelids trembled, and she looked at Song Ci in a panic.

She could see clearly that what Zhong Jiuli painted on Song Ci's body was a cleansing mantra.This kind of mantra is used to purify the body, make the three souls and seven souls stable, and invite the four spirits to guard them.But only those who have committed a great evil need to use this kind of spell.Moreover, the blood talisman of the elder brother seems to be unable to purify the karma in his body.

What kind of evil has he committed?

Zhao Yinuo didn't want to think about it, but that scene seemed to be deeply embedded in her mind, forcing her to think about it all the time.

She also thought of Zhong Jiuli's deliberate concealment. If Song Ci really hadn't done anything, why did he hide it from her?

Zhao Yinuo didn't dare to think about it anymore, she evoked a forced smile to whitewash the peace, and then realized that it was not the time to smile, and the corners of her mouth quickly fell back.

She told Song Ci vaguely what she saw, only concealing the cleansing spell.

Song Ci felt a sharp pain in his temple when he heard the picture of Zhong Jiuli standing there covered in blood, and a flashing picture rushed into his mind - Zhong Jiuli was lying in a pool of blood, with a knife stuck in his chest. With a knife, the scene disappeared without a trace in an instant.

At this moment, his mind is already in a mess, and he has no intention to delve into this picture.He held his head, breathing rapidly, his heart seemed to be pinched by a hand, and the pain made him breathless.

Soon, the anger in his heart took over all his emotions, he suddenly raised his head, his red eyes were stained with cold murderous intent and boiling anger.

He repeated: "I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him!"

Zhao Yinuo was taken aback, "Who?"

Song Ci gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I want to kill Xu."

As soon as the words fell, a terrifying murderous intent transpired from Song Ci's body and permeated the air. Something dormant in his body was just about to move. Hatred was their best food.

Zhao Yinuo's hairs stood on end, this was the first time she saw Song Ci like this.

Her throat was a little tight, her voice was dry, and her mind was still spinning fast, "You mean, it was Xu who drove Yin Qi into your body?"

Song Ci nodded, his facial features were hidden in the shadows, and his face could not be seen clearly, but the murderous intent still spread in the air.

"He did the same thing three years ago."

The first time Zhao Yinuo heard him mention what happened three years ago, her heartstrings seemed to be plucked, and she asked tentatively, "What happened three years ago?"

Song Ci's voice was cold: "Just like today, he sneaked into my body and let 'me' stab Zhong Jiuli with his own hands."

Song Ci said the word 'I' especially with gritted teeth.

Zhao Yinuo's heart was shocked, but then he was completely relieved. It turned out that it was because Xu sneaked into Song Ci's body that Zhong Jiuli used the magic spell on him.

At this moment, Zhong Jiuli in the bedroom suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Song Ci!"

His eyes were clear and he looked straight at the ceiling, not at all as if he had just woken up. After a while, his eyes were covered with a trace of confusion.It wasn't until the wound on his chest reminded him of what had happened before that he gradually regained his senses.

However, not long after he regained his senses, he turned over and got out of bed, and walked out of the bedroom directly.

Hearing the movement, Song Ci suddenly raised his head. The moment he saw Zhong Jiuli, the murderous intent in his body suddenly disappeared. With tears in his eyes, he blamed himself and looked at Zhong Jiuli anxiously.

After a while, he called softly, "Brother."

Wronged like a child.

Zhong Jiuli started to have a fever, his body temperature fluctuated from high to low, an unusual blush appeared on his pale face, and his lips seemed to be coated with red ointment.

An Yan who was hastily called up angrily gave Zhong Jiuli medicine, and scolded: "I don't know what's wrong with my body?"

However, Zhong Jiuli was still in a coma and did not hear his rare lecture.

An Yan's tone was quite impatient, but his movements were extremely careful. He looked away from Zhong Jiuli's eyes, then at his wound, and finally looked at Song Ci, and ordered: "You just watch here. He, in case he doesn't see you and looks around."

Song Ci hurriedly nodded, and then asked worriedly: "Is my senior brother all right?"

An Yan looked irritated: "There is something to do!"

Song Ci was taken aback, he quickly grabbed An Yan's arm, "What happened to my brother!?"

An Yan looked at him with big grape-black eyes, probing and dissatisfied, he shook off Song Ci's hand, "Just rest for a few days."

Song Ci's heart hanging in his throat fell back, and he turned his head to look at Zhong Jiuli. After taking the medicine, his body temperature gradually returned to normal, his frown relaxed, and his breathing became smooth and long.

Holding Zhong Jiuli's hand, he lowered his head in self-blame.

An Yan glanced at him, pursed his lips and walked out without saying a word. Instead of returning to the tree, he walked out of the yard directly.

Zhao Yinuo hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

An Yan kept walking, gritted his teeth and said, "Settle the score!"

When Lin Chao woke up, he found that he was locked in a closed room. There was no window in the room, and there was no furniture. There was only a dilapidated old electric light, which could illuminate only a palm-sized area.

Luckily he wasn't tied up and even had his phone on him, but there was no signal.

But this also shows that the person who kidnapped him was sure that he would not be able to escape.

Lin Chao turned on the flashlight with a heavy heart, trying to find the door to go out.

However, this room seemed to be a closed space, with only walls around it, no doors at all, not even a gap.And the battery of the mobile phone is only 30.00%, and it has been seven hours since he disappeared.

He quickly turned off the flashlight, adjusted the brightness of the phone to the lowest level, and turned on the power saving mode.

Being locked up in such a place, once the phone runs out of battery, he will easily lose the concept of time, and he may collapse at that time. Of course, he may have starved to death by then.

Thinking of this, his stomach, which was not yet hungry, growled, and he began to feel thirsty, and he wanted to go to the toilet at the same time.

Lin Chao found a corner, solved the physiological needs that could be solved, and then shrank to another corner to wait for rescue.

He thought, Zhong Jiuli and the others would definitely find him.