Those years when I was the mayor [comprehensive British and American]

"We met in Foreign Land, do you still remember?" Liz smiled, surprised and joyful at the same time.

When Barry told her that Albert suffered a serious head injury, had retrograde amnesia, and was temporarily unable to recall the past, she was still a little worried and lost.But now, seeing him like this, it was clear that the initial symptoms were fading.

He remembers himself, which means that he may still remember Bruce!

Facing her question, the other party frowned slightly, as if caught in some kind of memory.

"Hmm..." After thinking for a while, he shook his head: "I don't know if that is the land of strangers, I don't remember very clearly..."

He looked up and stared at her face, seeing some disappointment in her brows, he said softly: "But I remember your appearance very clearly."

He stretched out his hand, as if trying to trace her outline.

Liz shrank back a bit, his hand froze in the air, and after a second of hesitation, he retracted it cautiously.

"Sorry." He whispered, "I didn't mean to offend you, but I think you are very important to me."

As he spoke, he stroked his chest with his hand.

There, it was beating violently.

Liz couldn't bear to see him in such a devastated state. "I don't know why you said that, but I'm very happy."

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember the past." She comforted: "Your body has not fully recovered, and you will remember it slowly in the future. You need to rest now."

He looked up again, with longing in his eyes, "You don't agree with what I said?" He was keenly aware of the hidden meaning in her words, "Why?"

Although he didn't know if he was Albert himself, and he didn't know which of the two people he saw after waking up was true or false.But he can realize the importance of the person in front of him to him.

From the moment she appeared in his eyes, his sight could not be deprived or separated by anything.He heard the beeping of a heart monitor in the room.The originally calm tone stopped abruptly and became hasty and violent.

Even though his memory is no longer there, his body still instinctively retains his feelings for her.

This turbulent and fiery emotion|tide made him feel real, and the original worries and anxieties disappeared in an instant.

He thought that this specialness existed between the two of them.After she showed such a sweet smile when she saw that he was safe, when there was obvious worry in those beautiful and smart eyes.He thought their relationship was self-evident.

But now...

Why was she so alienated from him?And she didn't even realize how important she was to him.

Could it be that before he lost his memory, he had a unilateral crush?

The possibility of this conjecture seemed to be confirmed by her momentary doubts and evasive actions.But he wasn't sure yet.

Liz met his sky blue eyes, the bright and dazzling purity seemed to overlap with someone.Liz was dazed for a moment.

"what happened to you?"

The sudden sound interrupted Liz's wandering thoughts, she smiled, and continued: "I'm fine, you have a good rest, I'll come see you next time."

After Liz finished speaking, she was about to get up and leave, but was stopped by Albert.

He roughly tore off the catheter on his body, and he hurriedly tried to stand up, looking anxious.

Liz took a step forward and supported him who was about to fall.

He leaned feebly on her shoulder with her hand, panting.This feeling of weakness made him feel extremely depressed, he shouldn't be like this, he should-

How could it have been?

A scarlet light flashed in the memory, followed by severe pain.

Liz bent down and slowly put the man on the bed.His hand held her arm tightly, though his hand was pale and thin

, The blue veins are exposed, but the strength is not small.

Liz was in some pain, but she didn't stop his actions, instead, she gently stroked his cheek, and slowly slid her fingers between his frowning brows.

"I'm not leaving, it's okay. Don't be afraid."

The gentle comfort was transmitted from the ears to the heart, and the beeping alarm of the instrument began to gradually calm down.

After a long time, his muddy mind was finally relieved.

After calming down a bit, he said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble again..."

Liz sat next to him again, this time, she was not in a hurry to leave.

"Actually, it's me who should say sorry."

Liz covered him with the quilt, and he didn't speak or ask back, but just looked at her quietly.This kind of gentle tolerance made Liz feel good. In fact, she was very grateful to him as early as in the foreign land.During that period of imprisonment, he was the one who brought her sunshine and warmth; even though he was afraid and restless, he still had the courage to stand up against the tyrannical god on earth.

He is a man to admire.

Bring incomparable strength and courage to her who has been shrinking cowardly in her own world.

"I kept thinking about my friend, but I ignored you who was hurt."

Liz's words made him smile. This smile is warm and warm. There is a characteristic that can make people suddenly enlightened hidden in his opened eyebrows.

"You shouldn't apologize to me for worrying about your friends," he said. "I understand that feeling."

"Is he a victim with me?" he asked.

From Barry Allen's appearance to Dr. Lecter's words, he has already smelled something sensitively.They were so anxious to ask him if he still remembered what happened in the past, it should be of great importance.

And combined with the information revealed in Liz's words just now, he has already summed it up in sevens and eighties.

The injuries on his body should come from an attack in which other people were injured or missing.So they are eager to get the answer from their own mouths.

"Yes."

Liz's answer confirmed his guess, the original smile faded, and he became worried: "Sorry—I can't remember..."

Seeing that the fluctuations on the testing instrument started to fluctuate violently again, Liz hurriedly comforted her: "It's okay, we will investigate this matter ourselves, what you need to do now is to rest well. It is not suitable for you to forcefully recall those memories. I'll come back slowly." Liz said along with Dr. Lecter's instructions.

The other party calmed down for a while, and after a long time, he asked, "Can you tell me who he is?"

Liz looked away, clenched one hand tightly, and the closed curtains made the light in the room look a little dim.

"His name is Bruce."

Her voice was a little soft and trembling, but he caught it clearly.

At that moment, his heart beat like a drum.

An indescribably strong emotion swept through his body.

In the dark night, the lightning that pierced the sky - cold and dark - a broken figure, dripping with blood...

He suppressed his headache and tried his best to recall a picture in his mind. He wanted to see what happened next, but it was blank.

His head hurt badly, as if a pair of hands broke into his brain violently, turning it upside down.When he saw the person in front of him clearly again, his back was already soaked in sweat.

"Don't think about it anymore." She comforted her softly, "I have already notified Dr. Lecter, he will be here in a while, you can rest for a while."

"Don't go!" He held her, his voice was a little unsteady: "I remember him..."

"What?!" Liz exclaimed in surprise, "Do you remember him?"

"Yes." His voice was quick, and his teeth were chattering a little, "I remember him, although I don't know who he is, but he is very important, I know—" He touched his heart that was beating violently again, and met him It was different when it came to her. The emotions that emerged at this time were complex and strong, and an inexplicable impulse rushed from the chest to the mind.

He clenched his fists.

"Do I know him?" he asked.

Liz thought for a while, "I don't know either."

Her answer caused a brief silence between the two again, until the arrival of Dr. Lecter broke the weird atmosphere.

The author has something to say: How do I feel, the hero and heroine seem to be Heichao and Bruce.Is it my illusion?