"Qingyang, do you hate me so much?"
Bai Xi looked at his rival who came to the wedding and asked in disbelief.
Qingyang also knocked down the 22-story champagne tower, and the little trust they had left in the 22-year confrontation.
Suddenly, a scream rang out from the guests in the audience. Before Qingyang could even realize what it was, he was suddenly pushed away by Bai Xi and fell backwards.
"Bai Xi!"
He heard Cheng Jue's anxious shouts, and then the sound of the huge set steel tower tilting and falling.
The steel tower, along with countless fireworks and lace, fell from a high position and hit the groom who had no time to hide.
Qingyang's mind also went blank as he watched Bai Xi, who had fought with him since childhood but saved his life just now, fall in a pool of blood.
"What is dissociative amnesia?!"
Qingyang also asked the attending doctor in confusion.
Jin Wanan took off his glasses in a leisurely manner and looked at this young man who had just finished a wedding and came to inquire about the groom's condition.
"It's just that he doesn't remember who you are."
Qingyang also calmed down outside the ward and opened the door.
The sun was shining on Bai Xi on the hospital bed. He was eating cherries quietly and looked at Qingyang following the sound.
The eyes were innocent, friendly, and slightly smiling.
Are you pretending? Qingyang also sneered in his heart. His sworn enemy is used to playing tricks on people's minds.
"You really don't know who I am?"
He pressed.
Bai Xi was stunned and thought about it carefully, but his memory was blank.
Based on this level of intimacy and the level of sincerity in the language...
"Uh... You're mine..."
If he had to say it...
"Husband?"
Intention: Use a little trick to make the awkward spirits willing to admit defeat.