Originally calm, A Fei looked at the girl who was suddenly fragile, like a hard shell being crushed by someone. The tears of the other party rolled down on the back of his hand. The hot temperature suddenly left him in a panic. Distressed.

The slender slender fingers wiped the wet corners of the girl awkwardly, and A Fei's twisted brows looked very tangled. The tone of doubt also revealed an incomprehensible emotion, "Why cry?"

At the beginning of Xia, he turned his head away from his touch and shook her head. She lowered her head, but her eyes stopped when she slid down to A Fei's chest! You can't help but stretch out your hand and grab the opponent's collar! "Let me see your injury! The movement that was just so big, and it was hugged and pressed, it must have cracked!"

The teenager calmly grabbed the paws of early summer and took them off, showing a soothing smile, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry." He said as he stood up, his finger flicked his full forehead in early summer, "eaten Take the medicine and take a good sleep. I won't disturb you anymore.” He turned around, leaving only a chic, thin back, which was deeply imprinted in the memory of early summer.

As soon as A Fei closed the door of the master bedroom in early summer, his original hard back slowly withered away. The whole person was like a puppet's line broken, and he suddenly leaned on the wall and knelt on the floor!

The juvenile sharp eyebrows were tightly screwed together, the corners of his mouth stubbornly squeezed, and the eyes of Meiyu were all forbidding.

He gritted his teeth and stood up against the wall to get back to his room. He took off his dark pajamas and the white bandages that had wrapped around the wound. At this moment, there was a striking bright red from the depth of the wound...

The wound... really cracked...

With a wry smile, he picked the corner of his mouth, obviously frowning because of the pain, but the expression on his face was still so careless. The medicine box used to treat him in the early summer of yesterday was left in the room. The wound cracked and hindered his movements. He put the medicine box over and put it on the bed with difficulty. He is now inconvenient to move and is untiring to remove the bandages. Hold the medical scissors and open the bandage directly from the middle...

The following injury was more serious than he thought.

The wound that had been sealed had a crack, and the bright red bleed out from the crack, which was shocking.

The wound lost its bandage, and the light was gathered together with the special thread for stitching the wound. The flesh on both sides of the wound was pulled, and the sharp pain left A Fei's mind blank for a moment.

He gritted his teeth and endured the strong pain. The falling cold sweat rolled over the green muscles that burst from the forehead along the sharp lines of the face of the knife and axe to the strong and tight jaw. Finally, it seemed to be overwhelmed and fell...

But the teenager's stubborn face had no expression on his face.

Calm and indifferent, wipe the wound with cotton wool and liquid medicine.

The thin lips that appeared pale because of the blood loss pursed silently, revealing a kind of strong forbearance of the teenager.

He bandaged the wound himself again. When the two arms move, he will inevitably involve the wound in his chest, his lips tightened even more, but even a little painful moan is pressed into his throat.

He didn't want to let Xia Chu know. Although his treatment of wounds did not seem to be professional in early summer, and although the effect of his bandages on wounds was not as good as early summer, he was still reluctant to issue a little movement to make the next summer aware.

A Fei knows that he cares about the owner of this house subconsciously... This strange girl who picked him home and the time they spent with each other for about 24 hours.

This emotion is actually easy to understand. He lost all the memories about himself and lost everything he had. When a person has nothing, not even who he is, he will subconsciously look for trusted people to rely on.

Early Xia, who saved his life, happened to assume this role.

When he opened his eyes, the first person he saw was her. She helped him buy clothes, cook, and fainted because he took care of him...

All of this is enough for Afei to take off her defense and regard her as the only person she can trust. She takes care of him, so he takes care of her for granted.

What's more... the feeling that this girl gave him was originally a feeling of looking at her through the mist, and there was a touch of sadness in the shadows of the figure...

The re-dressed teenager slowly relaxed and leaned against the head of the bed. The afterglow of his eyes swept the revolver with a delicate silver handle still lying quietly on the bedside table.

He thought about taking it and looking at it carefully. The inside of the gun handle was not wide but extremely long with cross-shaped carved marks.

The blood-red mark was shocking.

"The words of ordinary citizens...should it be impossible to have this kind of thing?" The young slender fingers gently stroked the deep impression of the cross inside the handle, and the slender eyes were dark and dark. Playing with the gun repeatedly in his hand, A Fei thoughtfully murmured to himself, "What's more, if it is an ordinary object hit by a hard object in the brain, it should be more likely to lose a large section of memory? But I am In addition to forgetting about things related to your identity, you still remember..."

He said that with one hand, the guns were quickly dismantled with the action of being as skilled as eating, and then closed the eyes and reassembled with one hand at a dazzling speed! Then suddenly opened his eyes, and the pair of bottomless eyes instantly squinted into a sharp curve with a sharp line!

The old man who didn't match the teenager appeared on his face. A Fei's face was dull, and the corner of his mouth went up with a wicked look. He looked at the reassembled pistol in his hand and sneered. "Even remember how to play this thing so clearly."

"So, someone deliberately framed..."

But after all, who did you arrive at? What is the purpose of those who harm themselves?

He has now forgotten what he once was, so he can do nothing but sit here and wait for his death.

Everything is confusing and there is no way to investigate.