What should I do if I get stalked by my ex-boyfriend?

Su Yan didn't go far.

Even he himself didn't realize that his mind had been paying attention to that person.

After seeing Mo Ting rushing over suddenly with a worried expression on his face, a bad premonition surged in his heart. He turned around, and his heart stopped beating when he saw the other party lying softly on the ground without a sound. For a moment.

Su Yan quickly turned around, strode back, and helped the unconscious man up, only to find that the man's fair face was covered in cold sweat.

"Hey, are you okay?"

He patted the person in his arms, and subconsciously began to adjust his posture so that the other person could lean on him more comfortably.

The familiar scent from the tip of the nose diffuses.

Su Yan couldn't help being slightly startled—it was her favorite, mint flavor.

He froze for a while before he realized what he had just done, looking at the person in his arms who was tossing and turning in pain, a look of complexity flashed in Mao'er's eyes.

In the entire interstellar world, few people knew about mint. It was also because of his grandfather that he was able to recognize this precious plant from the ancient earth.

He fell in love with the cool and refreshing fragrance that only belonged to mint, and he pestered his grandfather for a long time before finally moving the pot of emerald green mint to his side.

Later, it was inconvenient to move around because he was always on expeditions, so he listened to other people's opinions and picked a little mint leaf extract every year to make perfume and bring it with him.

Because the output is too small, he seldom gives it away to others. Although a few close people also like the taste of mint, they don't have to have it, so they don't bother to ask the young man for it.

He never gave it to anyone else.

Then how to explain the familiar smell on this person?

Su Yan lowered his head and looked at this person who seemed to be inextricably related to him. He saw cold sweat sliding down his forehead, his brows were tightly frowned, and he lost the frivolity when he first met, and became a little more impatient. People are distressed and fragile.

Thinking of the way he just said "Forget it, forget it", it seems that his face was not very good at that time.

Inexplicably feeling uncomfortable in her heart, Su Yan gently shook the other party: "Hey, are you still up? I'll take you to the hospital."

The man still didn't respond, but his breathing suddenly became more and more rapid, followed by a series of choking coughs. Because he had no strength, the coughing sound stuck in his throat, muffled, making people feel like their throat was blocked.

Su Yan reached out and patted the man's back, helping him to cough.

After struggling for quite a while, Qi Zhi finally regained his composure, and slowly opened those strange eyes.

The red is evil and the blue is gentle. Under the extreme contrast, a thrilling charm is mixed, which just pokes Su Yan's heart.

It's... so beautiful.

He couldn't help muttering in his heart, this is simply according to his own aesthetics, it's too foul.

He was in a daze here, but the man who had come to his senses quickly discovered his situation.

Almost immediately, Qi Zhi felt the warmth coming from his back——

Let him confirm once again that the person in front of him is alive, not a cold corpse.

The news of his death was false, his Yan Yan did not die in that insect swarm, but came back alive.

He would like to thank God for giving him a new chance, allowing Yanyan to forget those painful memories, allowing him to start again with the man, to make up for the mistakes he made.

From now on, nothing will be more important than Yan Yan.

The corners of Qi Zhi's mouth hooked slightly, and a trace of determination flashed in his strange eyes.