Chapter 1427
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There were people coming and going at the food stall.
An Yu Sheng ordered a box of beer and a few dishes.
"Kacha." There was the sound of a can being opened.
Luo Qingchen took two sips before saying with a helpless smile, "Alcohol really is a good thing."
"Kacha."
An Yu Sheng also opened a can, but he was stopped by Luo Qingchen, "But you can't drink it."
"Why?" The moment her soft palm touched his fingertips, he suddenly felt a tremor in his heart.
This kind of feeling that came from the depths of his heart couldn't lie to anyone.
"Because you're a patient!"
Luo Qingchen took back her hand and drank the beer in front of her, "Patients can't drink!"
"Losing your memories isn't considered being sick." He stubbornly picked up the can and took a sip, "But why did I lose my memories? They all hesitated and only Qing Rou told me."
"What did she say?"
She felt a bit nervous at that moment.
"She had me ask you for an answer."
He took a deep look at her and each word was filled with complicated emotions. That magnetic and gentle voice made her eyes turn red.
"Without memories, there's no answer." Luo Qingchen looked at him and said, "Most of your guesses are true, but ….. the things that happened, if only one person has memories, it isn't a complete story."
Memories were the best amalgamation of emotions.
If one didn't even have memories, so what if they knew the answer?
It was just like a movie. It was just a story told by someone else.
"Yes, it is a complete story." After a while, his cool as water voice slowly said, "I know that the previous me liked you."
Actually love had never left, but she remembered and he forgot.
"Right, the previous you liked me." Luo Qingchen said with a bitter smile, "But that was the previous you, what about now?"
A life without memories, could it be considered love based on a few days of feelings?
This kind of love, would he believe it?
If he was so convinced, why would he ask her?
Silence, silence, silence. A deathly silence.
It was only until a sharp voice rang out beside them that the silence was broken.
"Ah —"
There were screams that rang out and An Yu Sheng instantly pulled her behind him, vigilantly looking in the direction of the sound.
A five-year-old girl was kidnapped by a man with a knife. Her mother's face was as pale as a sheet of paper, and she collapsed to the ground.
"Don't hurt my daughter, I beg you … don't hurt my daughter."
"Your daughter … your daughter …" The man with the saber muttered in despair, "Why is your daughter still alive, but my daughter is dead! Why, why! "
"Mommy, save me. Mommy, save me …" The boy's collar was lifted up by the man with the knife, and his body was suspended in the air. They kept crying and struggling.
"Don't cry!" The sword-wielding man scolded fiercely and roared in a hoarse voice, "My daughter didn't even cry when she took her last breath. What right do you have to cry?!"
As he spoke, he excitedly slit the little girl's arm with the knife.
Blood flowed out in an instant.
"Don't, don't hurt my child!" Her mother shouted with all her might, "She's only five years old! She's only five years old … … "
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