Chapter 66 Chapter 66 Recovering Memory
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Pei Shuyu frowned and subconsciously refuted, "It might be a coincidence."
Xiao Qingyang was displeased when he heard this, "Wow! What a coincidence! The envelope is signed Bai, and his name is Ke Bai."
There are a lot of coincidences in the world, so it's no wonder.
Lu Hean came over and asked, "What coincidence?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Pei Shuyu subconsciously frowned and retorted, "Many people have similar handwriting. It might just be a coincidence."
Lu Hean came closer curiously, his eyes flicking back and forth between the two of them: "What coincidence? What letter?"
Pei Shuyu didn't bother explaining. What was there to say? And if Lu Hean heard the message was about wishing them a happy breakup, he'd probably react with a reaction. Seeing his stubborn demeanor, Xiao Qingyang couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Pei Shuyu, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you're just too careless!"
He secretly decided in his heart that when he saw Ke Bai tomorrow, he would find a way to test him.
Lu Hean kept asking, "What's going on? Tell me about it."
"Nothing!" Pei Shuyu was annoyed by his question and his tone became heavier.
"Nothing, what do you mean?!" Lu Hean was obviously not satisfied with the answer.
This questioning continued all the way until he followed Pei Shuyu home that evening. Pei Shuyu had no choice but to make up some irrelevant words to get by.
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The next day, the training ground became lively early.
Xiao Qingyang organized everyone to enter and sit down.
The entire training ground was filled with soft sounds and noisy voices.
The new members gathered together, their faces unable to hide their nervousness and excitement, their movements a little stiff, and they exchanged opinions in low voices from time to time.
Pei Shuyu wasn't in the mood. He glanced around, trying to find a quiet spot off to the side. Before he could find a spot, a voice called from the side, with a perfectly balanced smile: "Good morning, Pei Shuyu."
Pei Shuyu looked up and saw Ke Bai had walked over and was standing next to his seat. Ke Bai wasn't wearing his elegant uniform today, but a casual, fashionable outfit that made him look tall and straight. He still had that impeccable smile on his face.
"Yeah," Pei Shuyu nodded, "Good morning." Then he found a seat and sat down.
Xiao Qingyang, who had arrived earlier and was directing the meeting, noticed Pei Shuyu and Ke Bai. He saw the two talking and didn't think anything of it until he saw Ke Bai sitting down in the empty seat next to Pei Shuyu very naturally.
Xiao Qingyang screamed in his heart: Aaaaa! Ke Bai is definitely him!
Almost at the same time, another figure came over here.
Lu Hean strode over with two bottles of water in his hands. Seeing Ke Bai sitting next to Pei Shuyu, his brows furrowed instantly. Without saying a word, he sat down in the empty seat on the other side of Pei Shuyu and handed the bottle of water to Pei Shuyu.
"Brother Shuyu, drink some water." As he said this, his eyes glanced at Ke Bai on the other side.
Ke Bai seemed to have just noticed him, and nodded slightly, his tone gentle but distant: "Mr. Lu, we meet again."
Lu Hean pulled the corner of his mouth, but didn't respond. Instead, he leaned closer to Pei Shuyu, his voice just loud enough for those beside him to hear: "Brother Shuyu, did you sleep well last night? I seem to be a little picky about my bed, so I didn't sleep very well."
Pei Shuyu: “…”
"Heh." Ke Bai chuckled, leaning forward slightly, looking past Pei Shuyu at Lu Hean, his tone concerned: "Mr. Lu is a guest, so it's inevitable that he won't be used to it. If you really can't get used to it, why not go back to your own home?"
This is a euphemism. If it wasn't in front of Pei Shuyu, Ke Bai would have said: If you can't sleep well, go back to your own home and sleep.
Lu Hean immediately turned his head and responded with a forced smile: "Don't bother Mr. Ke. You'll get used to it after sleeping for a long time."
"Really?" Ke Bai smiled, his fingertips tapping the armrest of the chair. "Then why don't I rent a hotel for Mr. Lu? After all, you'll get used to it after sleeping there for a long time. It doesn't matter where you sleep."
"That's different," Lu Hean stared at him, hinting, "For example, if I sleep next to Brother Shuyu, I won't have to adapt."
Ke Bai's face darkened.
There was a faint smell of gunpowder in the air.
Pei Shuyu was caught in the middle, his voice blaring from left to right, as if he were the center of a silent exchange between the two. His brow furrowed ever tighter, and he felt a buzzing in his ears, a sense of indescribable irritation rising.
What are these two people doing...
He took a deep breath, suppressed his impatience, and wanted to get up and find a new place to sit, or throw these two people out together.
The drills were carried out one by one, and time passed amid the sounds of commands, collisions and occasional cheers.
After a long time, it was finally Pei Shuyu's turn to go on stage, and Xiao Qingyang called him with a loudspeaker.
Pei Shuyu breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was finally free. He stood up and walked quickly onto the stage.
Xiao Qingyang happily jumped off the stage and sat in his seat.
Pei Shuyu's demonstrations involved close combat and a bare-handed knife snatching technique. The prop knives used in training were custom-made and unsharpened to ensure they wouldn't cause real harm.
Everything started off smoothly, his movements clean and crisp, each one following the training routine. Pei Shuyu and his teammates exchanged blows, their offense and defense transitioning smoothly, drawing low cheers from the audience.
Ke Bai also clapped silently, and Xiao Qingyang took the opportunity to ask, "You were the one who sent the breakup letter, weren't you?"
"What?"
The applause and cheers were so loud that Ke Bai couldn't hear clearly.
Xiao Qingyang had no choice but to ask again, raising his voice slightly, "Do you remember the letter you sent to Pei Shuyu, wishing him a happy breakup?"
Now Ke Bai heard it, and not only he heard it, but Lu Hean also heard it.
Ke Bai's face turned pale and red, and he didn't respond for a long time.
Xiao Qingyang didn't wait for an answer and kept asking: "Do you like Pei Shuyu?"
Lu Hean held the bottle of mineral water in his hand and stared at Ke Bai through Xiao Qingyang.
Pei Shuyu was demonstrating with all his heart on the stage, not noticing an undercurrent stirring below the stage.
Just show me how to grab the knife and it'll be over.
However, just as Pei Shuyu was about to grab the opponent's wrist and snatch the knife during this close-quarters tussle, the sparring partner suddenly unleashed a new move! With a cunning twist of his wrist, the tip of the knife suddenly stabbed Pei Shuyu at an unexpected angle!
The change of moves was too fast and too sudden, and Pei Shuyu was completely caught off guard. In the split second, he could only rely on instinct to block with his bare hands.
"Well!"
The cold metal touched my palm, accompanied by a sharp sting.
The expected dull sensation of friction on the skin did not appear, but was replaced by a frightening, real cutting sensation.
The audience was silent for a second, and then there was an uproar!
It turned out to be a real knife with a sharp blade! The sharp blade cut a gash on the side of Pei Shuyu's palm, and blood immediately gushed out, dripping through the gaps between his fingers.
The sparring partner holding the knife seemed not to have expected this result. He looked at the knife in his hand in surprise and threw it to the ground in panic.
"Pei Shuyu!"
"What's going on?!"
"The knife is real?!"
The crowd below suddenly exploded, screaming in surprise, and several people jumped up from their seats and rushed to the stage.
Xiao Qingyang and Ke Bai didn't care about the letter anymore and immediately stood up and rushed to the stage.
The one who reacted the fastest and rushed to the front was Lu Hean.
He almost stepped onto the stage and rushed to Pei Shuyu's side in an instant. His face was more tense than ever before. He held Pei Shuyu's injured hand and his voice changed: "Pei Shuyu! Your hand!"
At this moment, a sharp, tearing pain suddenly gripped his head.
"Ugh!" Lu Hean groaned, his other hand pressing down hard on his gland. It was so hot and painful. His vision went black, and countless chaotic and shattered images rushed into his consciousness like a flood.
"In a trance, he saw himself crying uncontrollably, holding Pei Shuyu's hand.
"Shuyu...your hand...hand..."
When did this happen? How come he has no recollection of it?
The picture was shaking, as if someone pushed the door open and came in... said something... but it was unclear...
There was a constant abnormal burning and stinging sensation in the gland area.
The once forgotten past brought with it a huge emotional torrent that almost completely drowned him.
It was Pei Shuyu smiling, angry, silent... and the back of him leaving resolutely after a fierce argument...
"Shu Yu... Pei Shu Yu..." He repeated the name unconsciously, his breathing became rapid and chaotic, fine cold sweat instantly seeped out of his forehead, and his face turned frighteningly pale.
Under Pei Shuyu's puzzled gaze, Lu Hean's body softened, his vision fell into complete darkness, and he fell straight forward.
"Lu Hean!"
Pei Shuyu caught him with one hand in horror, and due to inertia, they both knelt on the ground.
Seeing Lu Hean fainted, Pei Shuyu was filled with black lines on his face: He was the one who was chopped, why did Lu Hean faint? Fainted by blood???
Ke Bai rushed onto the stage right after him, frowning as he looked at Pei Shuyu's bloody hands and ignoring Lu Hean who was still lying in his arms.
After his initial shock, Xiao Qingyang whipped his head around, his gaze blazing at the pale-faced sparring partner standing there. He lunged forward, grabbing the man by the collar, his fury boiling over. "What the hell is going on?! Why didn't you do it like we rehearsed? And there's a knife!"
The sparring partner was also stunned by this scene, hesitating for a long time, "Knife... I... I don't know! It was Captain Lu who asked me to add the move... They said... They said Captain Pei knew about it..."
Pei Shuyu suddenly raised his head, "Captain Lu? Is that Lu Jianchuan?"
"Yes, yes..."
Xiao Qingyang loosened his collar, and the sparring partner immediately stood aside like a quail. "Is Lu Jianchuan crazy? Pei Shuyu, wait for me, I'm going to catch this guy right now!"
"Forget it," Pei Shuyu held Lu Hean and stood up, "The wound is not deep, it will be healed after stitching." He lowered his head and glanced at Lu Hean, "Lu Hean just fainted, I'll take him to the hospital."
Ke Bai followed behind, "I'll go with you." Before Pei Shuyu could refuse, he continued, "I'll drive. How can you drive with one hand?"
Come to think of it, Pei Shuyu no longer refused.
When they arrived at the hospital, Lu Hean was pushed into a ward alone.
Pei Shuyu was suturing the wound in another room. The wound was indeed not deep and only needed a few stitches. Pei Shuyu looked at it with melancholy in his heart. This was the nth time this had happened.
Ke Bai was watching from the side and suddenly said, "Your Sefan drills really opened my eyes."
Pei Shuyu had no intention of refutation.
I don’t know what’s going on with Lu Hean.
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