Chapter 110 Rain falls on rouge and tears, pear blossoms play with begonia (34)

Author: melon crisp

flame.

The mountains were filled with flames, and the air was full of burning smell.

Pursued, tens of thousands of arrows rained down from the sky.

He thought he was going to die.

When he opened his eyes, tens of millions of soldiers stood in front of him.

The blood is overwhelming.

The roasting human flesh made a sizzling sound of oil, mixed with the disgusting smell of blood.

He's not dead.

He crawled out on the bones of thousands of people.

In my ears are the last screams of countless people...

They didn't let him go in the end.

Suddenly an arrow flew from the sky.

There was a whistling sound that broke the air in my ears.

Eyes full of blood red.

And there were heart-rending screams all around...

Dong Qi opened his eyes suddenly and gasped for air.

My head feels heavy and the pain is severe.

The lingering images in my mind made me unable to breathe for a moment, the despair, resentment, and pain.

Watching the expressions on other people's faces change from ferocious to ashes...

As soon as Song Ci came in, she saw the man sitting up from the bed.

Seeing his slightly distorted expression due to discomfort, he nervously asked, "Dong Qi, what's wrong with you?"

Dong Qi didn't answer, he only felt that the voice in his ears was inexplicably familiar, so familiar that he couldn't help but want to get close to him.

"Who are you?"

Although Song Ci knew that Dong Qi would lose his memory, they had been together for such a long time, and he really forgot about the indescribable feeling in his heart.

The sour feeling made him uncomfortable.

Don't like it either.

It turns out that being forgotten really feels so sad...

Song Ci's voice was a little hoarse and she whispered: "I am Song Ci."

"Song Ci..."

Dong Qi murmured this name, looking at the young man's beautiful eyes that looked strangely familiar, and saw the sadness in his eyes.

I really want to hold him in my arms.

I don't understand why I have such thoughts.

The man's sharp eyebrows and falcon-like eyes stared at him steadily without saying a word.

Kongqi suddenly became too quiet.

Song Ci handed him the medicine bowl.

Dong Qi drank it directly without hesitation or even asking what kind of decoction was in his hand.

It looks like he would drink it without hesitation even if it was poison...

Song Ci sat beside the bed with a sore throat.

Those gorgeous eyes flickered for a moment and then lowered.

He has lost his original memory, so does he recall his original life experience, and does he still want to go with him?

If he doesn't want to, he won't force it...

Dong Qi frowned and looked around: "Where is this place?"

"You were hit on the head and you probably lost your memory and forgot what happened before, but it doesn't matter..." Song Ci smiled reluctantly, "Have you ever remembered who you are?"

"I remembered." The man's voice was magnetic.

With a natural momentum.

"Do we know each other?"

Song Ci looked at Dong Qi and was a little worried by the confusion in his eyes: "I know you."

He is no longer the same Dong Qi who had a silly smile and always loved to call him Ci Ci over and over again...

He is Dong Qi, this serious and sharp man is no longer the same person.

Song Ci suddenly felt a little lost.

The voice was very soft, "Have you remembered who you are?"

"Um."

After hearing his answer, he didn't continue to ask.

Song Ci took the medicine on the table and said, "I'll change the medicine for you."

He took off the gauze on his head very gently. Because of the injury to his head, Dr. Liu was afraid of wound infection, so he took the time to cut his hair short.

Seeing that there were some coagulated blood scabs on the messy hair, I applied the medicine very lightly to avoid pain.

"Song Ci, can you tell me what happened before?"

Dong Qi narrowed his eyes, which were dark and bright.

Upon hearing his words, his men stopped.

"The matter has passed, there is no need to bring it up again." Song Ci's voice was a little weak.

"You have found your previous memories, and you should do your own thing."

Everyone has their own things to do, there is no need to be delayed by other people's things...

Just like he will eventually complete his mission and leave this world.

He doesn't belong here, and he shouldn't involve others.

"I will leave when you are healed."

Song Ci picked up his things and walked over from the bed.

Dong Qi grabbed his hand and asked almost subconsciously: "Why are you leaving?"

Song Ci shook his head, and instead of reaching out to touch his head, he put it on his shoulder.

"I have other things to do."

Pushing his palm away, he opened the door and walked out.

Dong Qi looked at the closed door, his empty palms, and even his heart skipped a beat.

"Song Ci..."

I read the name softly.

The feeling of being in the air made him dizzy and lost his bearings.

"……who are you?"

Dong Qi felt so distressed that other memories seemed to pop up in his mind, and he stretched out his hand to cover his heart.

The bloodshot eyes were very heavy, and the corners of his forehead were covered with fine beads of sweat.

A picture flashed through his mind. A beautiful young man ran past him, looking at his determined back, reaching out to catch him.

There was a loud bang and the explosion shattered the surrounding glass.

Song Ci——!!

Like an old TV, gray snowflakes appeared on the screen and disappeared, and there was no sound at all.

Breathing heavily.

He clasped his fingers on the table next to him, his knuckles turned white when he pressed them, leaving sunken marks of his fingers on the wooden table.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, his eyes were as sharp as a lion in the grassland.

His mind was filled with that beautiful little person.

"Song Ci, Ci Ci..."
To be continued...