"Who are you?"

The cold and emotionless voice was particularly abrupt in the chaotic room, so much so that it echoed in the room and hit everyone's heart like a huge stone.

"...Xiao Han?"

Luo's mother's beautiful eyes with tears suddenly widened, and she called her son softly in disbelief.

Luo Han looked indifferently at the beautiful woman holding him, and denied doubtfully: "Who is Xiao Han?"

After the voice fell, Luo's mother covered her mouth and staggered back a few steps, and stopped only when she bumped into Luo's father.

"Han!" Qi Yan took a step forward, his voice full of shock: "You don't remember?"

Luo Han frowned and looked at him, trying hard to recall the appearance of the three people in front of him, but it was a blank.

"Hiss!" There was a sudden pain in his temple. Luo Han held his head that was about to explode and slammed it against the wall!

"Han!" Qi Yan yelled, rushed over quickly and hugged him, panicked but accurate, he murmured in a low voice: "Don't want to think about it anymore, don't know each other, we don't know each other, we don't want to think about it anymore..."

The gentle and soft words flowed into Luo Han's heart like a sweet spring, slowly soothing his needle-like pain. He closed his eyes and leaned in Qi Yan's arms without resisting.

Qi Yan looked at him with a complicated look. Luo Han was too thin. In just a few days, he was so fierce.

He raised his head and said softly to Luo's father and mother who were still in shock: "Uncle and aunt, you... go find the doctor to find out the situation first, I'm here."

"But..." Luo's mother wanted to say something, but was stopped by Luo's father. He nodded to Qi Yan, his sullen face full of sincerity: "Xiao Yan, I'm sorry to trouble you for the time being."

"It's okay, uncle..." After a pause, he lowered his head and looked at Luo Han who closed his eyes, with a flash of pity in his eyes: "He is my best friend, this is what I should do."

Luo's father didn't say anything else, and walked out of the ward with Luo's mother who was crying.

The moment they left, Luo Han opened his eyes, and his black and white pupils looked at Qi Yan without blinking, with doubts and confusion in his eyes.

"Who are you?"

This was the first sentence Luo Han said to Qi Yan after he disappeared. To Qi Yan, it was too cruel.

There were many things he wanted to say, but his lips trembled, and those words shuttled through his mind without any order, and he couldn't form a complete sentence.

"Who are you?"

Luo Han repeated it again.

Qi Yan pursed his lips, his face pale: "You really don't remember me?"

Luo Han ignored him and changed the question, "What's your name?"

Qi Yan took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound normal: "Qi Yan, my name is Qi Yan."

"What's my name?"

"Luo Han. 'Luo' of Luoshen, 'Han' of cold."

"Who were those two people just now?"

"Your parents. They love you very much."

"How old am I?"

"Eighteen."

"What about you?"

"Also eighteen, five months younger than you."

...

The two of them asked and answered like children.

Qi Yan looked at Luo Han tenderly, but in Luo Han's eyes, Qi Yan was just a stranger.

After asking one question after another, Luo Han finally rested his head on Qi Yan's thigh and looked at him straight.

"What is our relationship?"

He seemed to be surprised that Luo Han would suddenly ask this question and was stunned for a moment.

Two boys would not be suspected of having any strange relationship unless there was something unusual, let alone Luo Han who had lost his memory...

but he asked this question.

At that moment, Qi Yan thought he remembered something, but when he met his still confused eyes, Qi Yan suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

The next second, Qi Yan leaned over and accurately pressed his slightly trembling lips on Luo Han's lips.

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