2544: C2544 Her Lover Is Gone

C2544 Her Lover Is Gone

Huafu Apartment, tranquil night.

Yang Ping sat on the sofa and yawned. He wanted to sleep, but he couldn't leave. He looked at the icy face in front of him and begged, "Please, you dragged me to your house. I can't eat, I can't sleep. What are you doing?"

They sat facing each other in silence for nearly three hours.

Zhu Xi had a complicated look in her eyes as she took in Yang Ping's rogue side. She thought to herself sorrowfully, a dignified seven foot man, becoming a rogue after losing his memory. In the past, he wouldn't be sleepy nor would he shout loudly.

Disappointed, Zhu Xi sighed and returned to her room.

Yang Ping shouted, "Don't go! "It's not clear how you're going to help me recover my memories."

He was sure that he had lost a bit of his memory, the pressure that came from Madame Zhu. He knew that she did not care to lie, and from Liu Yu and Zhu Xi's expressions, it was obvious that they knew each other but could not remember it.

It was a headache.

Yang Ping actually didn't want to remember the past, because from Zhu Xi's expression, it definitely wasn't a good thing.

Zhu Xi turned around and said coldly, "Find it yourself. I can't help you much. Aunt Xue said that you have only temporarily lost your memory and will quickly recover. "I'm going to sleep first. The food is in the fridge."

Yang Ping rubbed his nose as he watched Qian Ying return to her room. He was confused, but he was really hungry. He opened the fridge, dealt with it casually and then fell asleep on the sofa.

The night was getting darker.

The silver moonlight shone through the window onto the sofa, reflecting the peaceful look on his face. He slept very soundly, like a wanderer who hasn't come home in a long time, and after arriving at his home, he found a harbor to sleep in.

After who knows how long, Yang Ping pursed his lips and opened his eyes. He saw a perfect and exquisite face, but he was still shocked. He quickly got up and shouted: "What are you doing? You want to attack in the night?"

Zhu Xi sat on the opposite side of the sofa and observed Yang Ping's expression silently.

Zhu Xi wasn't angered by Yang Ping's excessive reaction. She shook her head and muttered, "Why must I lose my memory now, Yang Ping …" Looking at his bright eyes, he was like two stars in the night sky, hesitating to speak.

Finally she said nothing and went to the bathroom.

Yang Ping patted his chest and thought to himself, I can't stay here any longer or I'll be taken advantage of by her. Don't look at how beautiful she is. Who knows if she's a pervert. He quietly put on his clothes and walked to the door.

"If you leave now, you'll never come back."

At the door of the washroom, Zhu Xi bit her lips. Looking at Yang Ping's sneaky look, she felt extremely uncomfortable. Previously, he had done all he could to get in, but now he wanted to leave.

Yang Ping closed the door embarrassedly and said with a forced smile, "I don't want to leave, I'm just going to take a breather."

Zhu Xi was not interested in playing word games with him, so she walked into the room alone.

For some reason, when Yang Ping saw Zhu Xi's lonely figure, he wanted to protect her. Especially her pitiful appearance, it made him want to protect her and explore her inner world.

"Can you tell me about my past?"

Zhu Xi held onto the door lock and was about to enter the room when she heard this. Her delicate body slightly trembled. After hesitating for a moment, she finally turned around and looked at Yang Ping with a complicated expression and asked, "You really want to know?"

Yang Ping smiled and nodded.

Seated facing each other again, the two of them were not much closer than before. Zhu Xi then told Yang Ping about his past. Black clouds quietly appeared, obscuring Haoyue's view. Night slowly crept up the treetops, and time passed by according to Zhu Xi's statement.

"When we first met, you looked like a hooligan."

"What do you mean 'like'? I was originally."

"..."

"Why aren't you talking? Fine, I won't interrupt. "You can continue."

"I have been poisoned with the world's most bizarre poison, Falling Snow And Cold Plum …"

"F * ck, I knew that the old man didn't have good intentions. With your physique and the Falling Snow And Cold Plum, it's basically an SSS level mission. You actually let me do it. I won't kill him when we get back." Yang Ping's expression changed slightly as he shouted.

Zhu Xi was repeatedly interrupted, and said angrily, "Do you want to listen to me or not!? If you don't want to hear it, go back to sleep. "

Yang Ping immediately sat down obediently and smiled: "Go on."

Zhu Xi took a deep breath, looked at Yang Ping's playful face, and said with a gentler expression: "Everything happened because of Dragon God Competition …" Zhu Xi's alluring voice recounted the recent events, from the misunderstanding during her first treatment to her leaving home in frustration, from the first stage of Dragon God Competition to the finals, from making friends to encountering enemies. Zhu Xi told her everything that she knew, but as for why Yang Ping had lost his memories, she did not mention it, because Madame Zhu was the only one who knew. Yang Ping was at the Hidden Treasure Pavilion when he was unconscious.

One night passed.

When the first ray of sunlight fell on Zhu Xi's black hair, her face emitted a peculiar glow. She didn't know, but when she explained Yang Ping's deeds from beginning to end, she realized that Yang Ping was actually not a rogue that she could see on the surface.

A friend who loves only one person and has two ribs against one's blade, so a friend can go against Subsaint for him. A friend who is indifferent to any kind of suffering will have a strong confidence in his heart.

Zhu Xi's eyes turned blurry as she stared blankly at Yang Ping for a few seconds. Suddenly, she realized that Yang Ping wasn't bad at all. On the contrary, he was extremely outstanding. There were almost no men in the entire Dragon City who could compete with him. Thinking of this, Zhu Xi was taken aback.

Is he so perfect in my heart?

Zhu Xi's heart raced. Two blush crept up her cheeks. She didn't want Yang Ping to see her shyness. She hurriedly got up and said, "It's dawn. I want to go to work at the company."

Yang Ping noticed Zhu Xi's nervousness and joked, "I heard a lot about fighting and killing from you. Don't you have love? Look at how handsome I am, don't you think there's any girl who would like me? "

Zhu Xi frowned as her face turned ice-cold. "No."

Yang Ping laughed, "How is that possible, there will definitely be. You don't want to say, did you fall in love with me in the past and then get jealous? "

Zhu Xi turned around abruptly and shouted, "If I said no, then no. You are not only a bastard, but also a heartless man."

The sudden curses wiped away the smile on Yang Ping's face. He was just joking, but he didn't expect the reaction he got was so intense. He was speechless and said awkwardly: "Zhu Xi, I was just joking, don't mind me."

Zhu Xi sneered, "In your heart, are relationships a joke?"

Yang Ping laughed dryly in the face of Zhu Xi's questioning.

Zhu Xi was inwardly impatient and seemed to be moved by his words. She looked at him coldly and said indifferently, "So what if I told you? You can't even remember. "Yang Ping, if I were you, I would hope that I would never remember the matters of the Dragon City."

Speak, Zhu Xi came into the room.

Yang Ping was surprised. He didn't know why Zhu Xi had such a strong reaction when it came to love. Could it be that she was really hurt by him? The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. Yang Ping immediately felt guilty and wanted to show off to comfort Zhu Xi's wounded heart.

In the room.

Zhu Xi clenched her fists while her delicate body trembled violently. If she didn't come in earlier, Yang Ping would have realized that her eyes were red and tears were coming out of them.

Although the sun was still shining through the window, Zhu Xi didn't feel the slightest bit of warmth.

She thought of Ming Zhu.

The girl who sacrificed herself for Yang Ping.

She only had half a year to live.

But he didn't know.

Why was the heavens so cruel, why did good people not get good rewards!

Tears welled up in Zhu Xi's eyes. She heaved a long sigh, her expression filled with grief. This week, she purposely stopped thinking about certain things, wanting to use the company's huge amount of work to numb herself. She tried to chat with Yang Ping to avoid touching the restricted area.1

But how could he not touch it?

When he saw Yang Ping, he thought of the girl that he competed with. That face always had a peaceful smile, giving people a feeling of ease, but how many people knew what she carried on her body. That night, the two chatted a lot. Other than Yang Ping, it was about the family that made her sad.

Her lover was gone.

He was left in sorrow.

Zhu Xi muttered, "Ming Zhu, I was wrong."

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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