"Did you hear clearly?" Chen Yan looked at the silver-haired man who was a little distracted.
He came back to his senses and looked up at her.
Not a word was said.
Chen Yan walked towards him and said, "Pack up and I'll take you to see them."
"who are they?"
"My friend."
The silver-haired man lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. He slowly got out of bed, stood up, and straightened his clothes.
At this time, Chen Yan approached him.
A trace of panic instantly appeared on the handsome face of the silver-haired man. He took a half step back in embarrassment and looked at Chen Yan vigilantly.
It was as if Chen Yan was some kind of playboy.
Chen Yan calmly took out something from the storage space and handed it to the silver-haired man: "Use this ointment and wipe your lips."
Hearing this, his face darkened slightly.
He took the ointment silently, deliberately avoiding any physical contact with Chen Yan.
He dipped his slender fingers in a little white ointment and was about to apply it on his bitten lip when he suddenly stopped because Chen Yan was watching his actions.
This feeling is a bit strange.
He couldn't help but think of the ridiculous things she did when she forced herself on him...
His breathing became disordered for a moment.
The silver-haired man frowned slightly. He secretly tried several times to mobilize the strength in his body, but for some reason, the strength in his body was very little.
His powers seemed to be limited to maintaining his human form.
"What's wrong?"
She asked.
He didn't answer her, but lowered his eyes, avoiding her gaze, then raised his hand and applied the ointment on his lips.
It's icy cold and a little stinging.
After applying it, he raised his eyes and his gaze fell on her lips.
Her lips were red and swollen, and had several cuts.
The silver-haired man's gaze lingered for a second before he looked away. With a cold expression, he returned the ointment in his hand to Chen Yan.
Chen Yan noticed that he was sulking, but she didn't know how to deal with Feng Xingyao now.
Feng Xingyao's temperament is now very different from usual. He is cold, arrogant and spoiled.
She had just forcefully kissed him because she really couldn't stand him treating her with such a cold and distant attitude, and he was even pretending to leave.
When it comes to relationships, she is also a novice.
Chen Yan thought of Feng Xingyao's past kindness and also put herself in his shoes...
If the person who lost his memory now was not Feng Xingyao, but her.
How will he treat himself?
Chen Yan thought about it, and a trace of guilt welled up in her heart. Because she thought Feng Xingyao would definitely not treat her in this way.
She looked at the silver-haired man and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forced the kiss on you. From now on, I will respect your wishes. If you don't want me to touch you, then I won't touch you."
The silver-haired man was slightly stunned when he heard this.
After a pause, Chen Yan said, "But the premise is that you don't make me unhappy."
There was silence in the cabin for a moment.
He suddenly asked, "Are we really a couple?"
"Not yet."
A cold expression appeared on the silver-haired man's charmingly handsome face, and his words were distant: "Since it's not yet considered as yours, then you shouldn't consider me as yours."
The two looked at each other.
Chen Yan's eyes seemed calm, while the silver-haired man's eyes were cold.
Chen Yan nodded, staring into his eyes, "Okay, but you can't leave my side. I will help you find the remaining soul fragments and bring you back to life."
Hearing this, the silver-haired man pursed his lips.
Seeing that the wound on his lip had healed, Chen Yan said, "Let's go."
Just as she was about to turn around, his voice came from behind her.
"Do you really like me?"
Chen Yan paused and looked back at him.
He met her gaze and said, "The way you look at me doesn't seem to show any liking, let alone love."
This moment——
Chen Yan's eyes trembled slightly, and her eyelashes drooped, hiding the surging emotions in her eyes.
Her eyes felt sore and a little hot.
She didn't answer him, but turned around, put on the mask again, and said coldly: "Let's go."
…
On the deck of the spirit boat.
The Shura friends were all surprised to see Feng Xingyao appear.
Zhuge Youlin was so shocked that he stuttered, "What...what's going on? He's resurrected just like that?"
Chen Yan said: "It doesn't count as resurrection. The three soul fragments collected now can maintain his human form."
After hearing this, the friends suddenly understood.
But soon, they realized something was wrong.
Because the silver-haired man in front of them exuded coldness, and the look in his eyes when he looked at them was strange and distant.
Chen Yan explained: "His memory is not complete yet."
Yu Changying asked hesitantly, "So, he doesn't remember us? And... he doesn't remember you?"
Chen Yan uttered a soft "hmm".
As soon as the words fell, the deck of the spirit boat fell into silence.
The friends all looked at Chen Yan with complicated expressions.
"If you don't remember, then let's get to know each other again." Chen Yan smiled slightly. She introduced the silver-haired man to her friends and said, "You can call him Xingyao."
Hearing this, the silver-haired man glanced at her.
Chen Yan introduced them to Feng Xingyao one by one: "Yu Changying, Jiang Xianyue, Wen Yuchu, Xiao Zechuan, Zhuge Youlin, Chi Yue, Pei Su."
Feng Xingyao nodded slightly at them.
He was quite cooperative with Chen Yan.
Zhuge Youlin grinned and said, "Calling him Xingyao isn't a good idea, right? Let's call him Brother Yao. After all, Brother Yao is older than us."
Shura's friends: "..."
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