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

The pain that flashed in those eyes was so deep and sorrowful, so intense that Su Yan couldn't help being stunned, and couldn't help but look away, unable to suppress the vague sadness in his heart.

He frowned: "Who the hell are you and what does it have to do with me?"

Qi Zhi raised his eyebrows, obviously sad to the point of death, but his face didn't show it, his bloodless lips curled up, and there was a trace of grievance in his words: "Yanyan, don't you remember me?"

While speaking, he leaned slightly closer to Su Yan, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's too sad to start chaotically and end up abandoning."

Su Yan: "???"

When did he give up?And what happened to that Yanyan? ?

Such a nasty title is simply nonsense!

Being teased for no reason, the man with a bad temper stretched out his hand and pushed away the approaching person, but he didn't know where he was pushing. He only heard a suppressed cry of pain, and then he was pushed away lightly.

Qi Zhi swayed weakly, closed his eyes and endured a burst of dizziness.

He didn't have breakfast when he came, and he had no appetite during the bumpy journey. He was suffering from hypoglycemia, but when Su Yan pushed him like this, the little strength he had accumulated disappeared immediately, and he couldn't stand upright at all.

He tried to find something that could provide support, but the martial arts arena was so big, but it was empty, and he couldn't grasp anything.

——Because he also lost the only piece of driftwood.

Qi Zhi lowered his head and smiled wryly, not wanting to fall down in front of the person he likes.

His vision was already dark, and he couldn't see anything clearly, so he could only forcefully say: "Yanyan, since you've forgotten...then forget it."

He said "forget it", but he couldn't hide the grievance and sadness in his tone. Su Yan heard it clearly. He looked at the man who lowered his head and stopped talking, as if he saw a bird. The big dog drooped its ears.

Wondering why he had such thoughts, Su Yan pursed her lips, not wanting to stay with this person who inexplicably touched his thoughts, turned around and walked towards Mo Ting.

When Qi Zhi was unconscious, he heard the footsteps of the person in front turning around, and the smile he was trying to hold on at the corner of his mouth fell little by little.

Even if he knew that the person in front of him was indifferent to him because he had lost his memory, he still couldn't help feeling sad.

enough.

Qi Zhi told himself that it was enough, he should not continue to ask for extravagance.

After all, if Yanyan hadn't lost her memory, I'm afraid she would have done it the first time she saw her.

Thinking of this, Qi Zhi withdrew his hand that was about to be stretched out, and stood silently on the spot, listening to the sound of footsteps going away, until he could no longer hear the footsteps, then he let himself slump down, and endured the whole body without saying a word. Grinding pain up and down.

The ground of the Martial Arts Field was icy cold, and the cold air penetrated into the body through the thin clothes, flowing through every painful place in the body.

During those three years, his body wasted too much, coupled with his intentional refusal to receive treatment, the procrastination became more and more severe, until today he was covered in injuries all over his body.

Mo Ting once asked him: "What's the use of this?"

Qi Zhi just laughed, stroked the optical brain on his wrist, and said in a low voice: "I know it's useless... I just want to make amends."

——I want to taste everything that the man suffered back then.

But later he realized that the scars on his body were far less than the pain in his heart.