This man... is attracted by beauty?

Thinking of this, a hint of coldness flashed across her eyes, and she kicked back with her left foot quickly, but the man was prepared. The moment she raised her foot, he restrained her with his other hand, and at the same time, the weight of his entire body pressed directly on her.

He kissed her neck hard and fast, and Song Jinqiao was almost unable to breathe under his pressure.

"Dog! Man!" She almost squeezed out these three words from between her teeth.

At this time, she vaguely heard footsteps coming from afar, but the man on her body seemed not to hear the sound and was still kissing her.

"Tsk tsk, this place is actually... woc, Joe?!" Benji stared at the woman in amazement.

He was willing to believe that the woman here was any woman he knew, except Song Jinqiao!

How could Qiao be kissing and flirting with a man here?!

Oh my God!

When the man heard Benjie calling Song Jinqiao's name, he paused, let go of Song Jinqiao, stood up straight, and his entire face was completely revealed from the shadows.

At that moment, Benjie's eyes widened.

How come this man looks so...good-looking!

It’s really beautiful. Benjie admitted that he was completely speechless at this moment!

When she saw that face, Song Jinqiao was also stunned for a moment. It was not because of anything else, but because the moment she saw that face, she actually had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Benjie came up to Song Jinqiao, looked the man up and down, and asked him in English: "Qiao, is this the man you like?"

The man had long dark red hair and red eyes, and his clothes were similar to the ancient Chinese clothing that Benjie had seen on the Internet before.

Joe likes this tune?

Benji scratched his chin and thought about it thoughtfully.

Song Jin ignored him and kept staring at the enchanting-looking man, feeling dazed.

This man looks really familiar.

The man stared at Song Jinqiao for a long time, then suddenly spoke: "Don't you recognize me?"

"I am Xuanji."

Xuanji?

What a familiar name.

Song Jinqiao felt a sharp pain in her head as if it was pricked by a needle, and she couldn't help but frown.

Xuan Ji saw how distressed she was, so he patted her head caringly and said, "Since you can't remember it, forget it. Don't think about it."

Song Jinqiao looked at him and blinked. For some reason, he suddenly felt inexplicably warm in his heart.

"Are you from here?" Xuan Ji lowered his head and murmured.

"What?" Song Jinqiao rubbed her eyebrows with a headache, and suddenly heard a very small voice, but she didn't hear it clearly.

Xuan Ji said calmly, "Nothing."

In the end, although he said he wanted to drink with Benji, he didn't get to drink.

For some unknown reason, Song Jinqiao brought Xuan Ji back home.

After spending a few days with the man named Xuan Ji, Song Jinqiao discovered that the man seemed to have lost his memory. The only thing in his mind was the memory of her, but what he said was ambiguous.

"What are you eating?"

The man came over again, stared at the white medicine in her hand and asked her.

Song Jinqiao glanced at him, continued to swallow the medicine in his hand, and drank another sip of water: "Medicine."

Xuan Ji suddenly became nervous: "Are you sick?"

Song Jinqiao lowered his eyes, a faint layer of black covered his eyes. He squeezed the cup in his hand and looked very tired: "I guess so."

I don’t know how to put it, I feel a little sick, but also a little healthy.

At night, Song Jinqiao still couldn't sleep, and finally reached for the sleeping pills on the bedside.

After taking sleeping pills, my eyelids gradually became heavy.

When Song Jinqiao opened her eyes again, the sky was still dark, and it looked no different from the sky before she closed her eyes.

She looked at her watch again.

She had only slept for twenty minutes.

Sleeping pills are becoming less and less effective lately.

I tossed and turned but still couldn't fall asleep. I looked at the sleeping pills on the bedside table, reached out my hand halfway and then retracted it.

Chi Lin specifically told her not to take too many sleeping pills.

…

Song Jinqiao hasn't been sleeping well at night recently. When she went to see Chi Lin again, she looked exhausted.

"Your condition has been getting worse recently." Chi Lin said, and then looked at the handsome man with ancient style sitting on the sofa over there.

"This...your boyfriend?"

It's no wonder he thought so. After all, the relationship between these two people was too ambiguous.

Who among those who are not in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship would touch each other’s head to kill?

Song Jinqiao paused, thinking of Xuan Ji's unconscious intimate behavior towards her in recent days and the kiss that day, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

If you say they are boyfriend and girlfriend, they don’t even have the process of expressing their feelings. If you say they are not, then what is their direct ambiguous behavior?

Seeing that Song Jinqiao remained silent, Chi Lin didn't say much.

"If he is really your boyfriend, you can look for him if you can't sleep recently. If he is really the one you like, then his presence may help alleviate your recent situation."

At this point, Chi Lin suddenly remembered something and continued, "Have you been having frequent sleep problems recently... Never mind, I'll get you some more medicine, and then you can go find a professional and ask if there's anything that can help you sleep. Try them all."

In fact, Chi Lin originally wanted Song Jinqiao to see her mother less often. After all, her mother also had mental problems, and this would greatly stimulate her.

But when he thought about what happened between her and her parents, he couldn't say it.

Forget it. She definitely wouldn't listen even if he told her, so he might as well say something useful.

"By the way, can I talk to him alone?" Under Song Jinqiao's puzzled gaze, Chi Lin glanced at Xuan Ji who was sitting outside through the glass window.

Song Jinqiao hesitated for a second and then nodded slowly.

Song Jinqiao walked out and sat down next to Xuan Ji.

"Chi Lin is calling you." She pointed at Chi Lin inside.

Xuan Ji looked at her steadily for two seconds, touched her head, stood up and walked over.

"Your name is Xuan Ji, right? By the way, please close the door." Chi Lin smiled very gently.

Song Jinqiao watched the door close, and was curious about what the two people inside were saying, but the room was so well soundproofed that she couldn't hear anything at all. She could only see them talking through the glass window.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Song Jinqiao felt extremely uneasy.

I don’t know how much time passed, but there was a sound from the other side of the door, and Song Jinqiao stood up almost instantly.

"What happened? What did he say?" She walked up to Xuan Ji and asked curiously.

Chi Lin crossed his legs between them and smiled gently, "Qiao, what I'm talking about is between the doctor and the family. It's confidential. You know I have rules here."