Yu Jiuchong mumbled " I " twice and didn't know how to continue. Explain? Convenient? Explanation? What was the use?
"I'm Yingying!"
Yu Jiuchong mumbled "I" twice and didn't know how to continue. Explain? Convenient? Explanation? What was the use? The truth was the truth. He really couldn't remember those past events clearly.
However, even if he could not remember clearly, he could clearly sense that if the person in his arms was the one with a problem and not him, he would be dumbfounded.
Just the thought of it made him feel terrible, as if thousands of blunt knives were slowly cutting at his heart, or as if he was stung by countless bees. The pain was endless.
This feeling was so real, so unbearable that even he couldn't bear it, but he still " forgot " which one was already so hard on him.
What about her?
Where was his little wife?
