I am a madman

"Who?" Standing on the cliff, he suddenly moved, slowly turned sideways, his ice blue eyes were emotionless, his thin lips were slightly parted, and he uttered two cold words.

He was a little angry at first, there shouldn't be such an inappropriate servant on the cliff, and it was a felony to suddenly break into his meditation place.

But when he saw the person behind him, he was surprised.

The young man in front of him was obviously not a disciple on the cliff. While he was surprised that the other party passed through the bamboo forest formation in front of him unharmed, he also felt a feeling of deja vu.

He seems to know this person, and he is not a casual acquaintance.

When he was thinking about when he had seen this boy, something even more surprising happened to him.

The young man stood there stiffly, his fiery red robe and long hair of the same color were entangled and blown by the wind, under the dancing fiery long hair, cheeks soaked in tears could be faintly seen.

His chest suddenly throbbed, and he frowned inexplicably, not understanding what happened.

Seeing that the other party was silent and didn't answer his words, but there was no dissatisfaction in his heart, he just asked again: "Who are you?"

These words seemed to be a taboo, just after he finished speaking, the young man's shoulders suddenly trembled violently, and then he bent down suddenly, his body was slumped, and his red hair slanted down, spilling on the ground.

Without feeling a trace of fear, before he understood what happened, he involuntarily approached the boy, wanting to lift him up and hold him in his arms.

The boy felt his approach, but stood up abruptly, looked at him in horror, then turned and ran away!

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Mingyu ran crazily, he was scared, he was really scared.

When Zang Feng turned to look at him, he felt that he was finished.

That face, that once handsome and sharp face, has left deep scars...

From the brow bone of the right eye, a straight scar ran across the eyelid and extended to the lower jaw.

It appears to have been pierced deeply under the eyes, and it looks as if a tear has remained forever on the right side of his cheek.

How could this be?How could this be? !

Zang Feng's icy blue eyes are so beautiful, his face will always make him feel safe and happy, how can he leave such scars?

However, it was obviously Long Ji who saved him. According to Long Ji's personality, as long as he can be cured, he will never let him go. Although Long Ji has a weird personality, he will not intentionally leave scars for the patient.

This made him terrified, how deep was the scar that even Long Ji could not get rid of? !

Tears were blown down by the wind, his five senses were numb, he just ran and ran blindly, as if he wanted to throw away all the sad emotions that were about to surge out.

He ran with his head buried, but never looked forward, and suddenly bumped into a soft wall, and was stopped by a pair of hands when he was dizzy, probably because the impact was too violent, the man took a few steps back before finally holding him to a firm footing .

"Don't run around in the forest, there are formations." The man's deep voice sounded in his ears, hoarse and magnetic.

Looking up in a panic, he could see the tears on his face, Ming Yu hurriedly pushed the man away, wiped his eyes indiscriminately, but couldn't wipe away the tears that kept falling, so he had to lower his head, letting the red hair cover his cheeks.

Suddenly, his face was raised, and the man's strong fingers wiped the corners of his eyes, those ice blue eyes glowed with a touch of warmth, and the tear-shaped scar on his right eye had a desolate beauty, which made Ming Yu's heart ache.

"Don't cry, why are you crying?" He was a little puzzled, seeing the young man crying so miserably, it seemed like a blunt knife was slowly cutting flesh.

"You... don't know me anymore?" Choked up and said, Ming Yu's almost begging tone made Zang Feng not know how to answer.

"The doctor said, it's only for a while, I will think of you." He didn't say that he had forgotten, but just told the boy that he would remember him sooner or later.

Perhaps, he never forgot, because the feeling of déjà vu, the turbulent feelings in his heart, and the inexplicable pain all told him that he knew the boy and that he loved him.

"Tell me your name." Zang Feng hugged the boy tightly and said softly.

Ming Yu's shoulders trembled slightly, but because the warm and safe embrace was much more secure, he hugged Zang Feng back and said in a crying voice: "Xia Xia, I'm Xia Xia."

The corners of Zang Feng's lips curled up, showing a faint smile, and gently kissed the young man's ruddy earlobe, whispering love in his ear: "Xia Xia, I love you."

"Woo..." His head was buried in the man's chest immediately, and he burst into tears. He was out of breath, but he still asked persistently, "Really? Really? Do you still like me?"

"I know, I love you." All his feelings reminded him how much he loved this boy.

Since he was rescued by the doctor, and since he woke up, he has forgotten the things of the past three years, but he has never panicked or feared, but he feels that there is a huge hole in his heart, as if something extremely important has been dug out by life.

He really wanted to remember what it was, but he was not in a hurry, because he knew subconsciously that even if he forgot, he would remember it one day, and even if he couldn't remember it, he would never forget the original feelings.

He has been waiting, waiting for the person who took away the most important place in his heart in three years.

Now, it finally appeared, and all the feelings buried in his heart resurfaced again, and everything returned to its original appearance. Even if there is no past, they still have the present and can create the future.

Zang Feng has always understood that as long as the feeling is still so deep, nothing will change.

"Zang Feng, I'm sorry, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be injured, and you wouldn't have such a scar on your face..." Mingyu's tears finally stopped, he stretched out his hands trembling, and gently touched the handsome face that he hadn't seen for a long time , crossed the tear scar almost devoutly.

Zang Feng didn't care, he held the hand that was stroking his face back and forth, and said in a cold voice full of tenderness, "It doesn't hurt, you don't need to worry."

With tears still on her face, she smiled sadly: "That's great, that's great, I can see you again..."

It turned out that he didn't miss the appointment, nor did he want him, he was just forced to forget.

If you remember yourself, you will definitely look for it everywhere in the world, right?

"Stay, let me remember you slowly." Zang Feng said suddenly, stroking the young man's long fiery red hair, and suddenly had an intuition, it seems that this sentence has always been what he wanted to say, from a long time ago, he hoped The young man stayed on the Dead Bamboo Cliff to accompany him.

Without any hesitation, Mingyu nodded slightly, and then smiled contentedly.

Being able to be by Zang Feng's side, this is something that I have never dared to think about in the past year... Now, it has come true like a dream.

He was blissfully scared, afraid that when he suddenly woke up from his dream, he would find out that it was all fake. He was still the crippled Xia Mingyu, still tormented in that hell...

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