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

Su Yan was a little depressed and said, it doesn't look like someone you don't know?

But before Dr. Shang coldly said "I don't know", it is clearly still in sight.

What the hell happened between these two?

When Qi Zhi was reminded by him, he realized that he should pretend not to know Shang Xian. He had lost this sincere friendship. He smiled slightly and said in a low voice: "Dr. Shang is kind, thank you very much." .”

Su Yan felt that his subordinates gradually became a little violent, a little uneasy: "Qi Zhi, what are you thinking?"

He turned his head and looked at Shang Xian, wanting the two of them to talk to each other so that the man would not suffer so much, but he saw a trace of pain and worry flashing in the eyes of Shang Xian who had been calm all this time.

Looking at the scene in front of him of "different ways do not conspire with each other", Su Yan's head suddenly ached sharply, and a strong sense of disobedience arose in his heart——

Obviously it shouldn't be like this, he thought, Shang Xian and the man were friends once!

Su Yan stopped the massage, and poked her temple hard with her fingers.

"Ah Yan?"

Seeing that the young man was not in the right condition, Qi Zhi grabbed his wrist and called out anxiously.

Su Yan didn't have the energy to respond to him anymore, the pain in his head writhed like a needle prick, and something seemed to want to rush out of the cage, but was pressed back hard by some unknown reason.

But strangely, he could feel that this obstacle came from the depths of his consciousness.

——It was his subconscious that blocked this memory.

What did he forget?And why don't you want to remember?

In a whirlwind, Su Yan only had time to feel the temperature of the man in his hand, and when he heard the man's painful groan and the other two's exclamation, he fell into the darkness and didn't know anything.

Shang Xian looked at Qi Zhi, who was covered in pain and pale because he stretched out his hand to pull the person who suddenly fainted, and said in a calm voice, "Have you ever thought about it, what if he remembers?"

Qi Zhi didn't answer right away.

He bit his lower lip to endure the pain in his chest and abdomen, and gently hugged the young man to the bed, before saying: "If you know..."

The voice of his panting slightly because of the pain actually carried a relieved smile: "I will give this life back to him."

Shang Xian was completely speechless for a moment.

"Is this interesting?"

After a while, he finally said, with a trace of accusation in his complicated expression, "If you didn't hide it at the beginning...why did you do that?"

He didn't go on, and he didn't want to recall the days when he was kept in the dark, or not just him, but everyone was deceived by the man's appearance.

"Do you regret it?"

Shang Xian asked the man.

Qi Zhi laughed, gazed tenderly at the comatose young man, and stretched out his hand to smooth the other's frowning: "What's the use of regretting now?"

"I never regret it."

Perhaps the temperature was too cold, as soon as he put his hand on it, Su Yan subconsciously turned his head to the side to dodge.

Qi Zhi withdrew his hand and wanted to take a breath to warm his fingertips, but a ray of deep sorrow suddenly appeared in his strange eyes, and the last sentence was barely audible, like a sigh: "I'm just sorry."

It is a pity that there are too many things to make up for, and too little time left.

Shang Xian looked at the man's pale and snowy side face, with dried blood still stained on his chapped lips, the hatred in his heart disappeared unknowingly, replaced by inexplicable uneasiness.