"Are you okay?" I smiled more hypocritically. If there weren't so many people around, I would step forward and give him a slap as a brother.
Guangliang's mouth twisted, "Who are you?"
"I'm your sister!" I added smoothly. He used to pretend to be serious when he answered my phone calls, and I would usually say something like this.
Apparently the person on the hospital bed was still pretending to be serious. The representative of the serious faction frowned: "Do we know each other?"
"Hey, friend, you..." I never expected that this guy would be so deep.
Eagle said at the right time: "It seems that he has lost his memory. He doesn't recognize anyone in this room."
Amnesia? ? ? ? I quickly ran through this word in my head, yo, yo, look at Guang Liang, who has good hands and feet. No matter how I looked at it, I felt that a comedy was unfolding.