103: Forgetting

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Just as Pan Sen was about to speak, Xiao Qi suddenly interrupted, “If I keep being tormented by him like this, that mentally ill person will soon become me.”

Pan Sen wanted to say: the saying goes, “beating is affection, scolding is love.”

And that torment is deep love.

Well! If he said that, Xi Yang would definitely hang up.

Back to the topic, “Xi Yang, I’m sure this time Yi Chen forgot you because you hurt him. He couldn’t accept it and escaped, so subconsciously he forgot you too.”

That sounded as if the amnesia was caused by her.

But at the moment when Yi Yang kissed her, Lin Yi Chen looked really angry.

“So how should I help him?”

The call only ended half an hour later.

Xiao Qi turned over, staring at the white ceiling.

Dr. Pan said she was clinging to him every day, just like five years ago.

But I’m not Ye Xi Yang…

Xiao Qi suddenly thought.

Right, he has forgotten me now, so if I say I’m not Ye Xi Yang, he wouldn’t know.

She didn’t know what she felt inside, but strangely, Xiao Qi felt a sense of relief.

Then a gloom settled over her again.

Ah! Living on Earth with someone else’s identity feels so empty!

But since I have to cling to him anyway to get back the signal device, this clinging is my own business to handle.

Actually, two words have always weighed heavily in Xiao Qi’s heart: “substitute.”

She hated to describe herself with those two words.

But the fact was just that.

So if this time, when she retrieves the signal device, Lin Yi Chen falls in love with her, wouldn’t that mean this time he likes her, not Ye Xi Yang?

Recalling every scene with Yi Chen, Xiao Qi showed a little tiger tooth at the corner of her mouth.

She didn’t realize that what flashed in her mind were scenes of Yi Chen tormenting her, forcing her to write an IOU...

Those things that should have made her angry were racing through her mind, yet she couldn’t help but curl her lips.

Suddenly, she sat up.

Dr. Pan said the first step was to move him with a touching, delicate appearance.

He said five years ago Ye Xi Yang used this trick to pursue him.

After work, Yi Chen drove to the villa, and as the car was about to enter, he suddenly stopped when he saw someone at the door.

At the entrance sat a girl in a thin sweater, hugging her knees, chin resting on them, eyes blankly staring at the ground ahead.

Hearing footsteps, Xiao Qi lifted her head.

She caught the cold, emotionless gaze of the man in front of her.

She didn’t know what to say.

Neither spoke; silence stretched between them.

Yi Chen paused for a few seconds, then, as if not seeing her, turned and walked to the car.

His sleeve was suddenly grabbed tightly by a hand.

“Yi Chen,” she whispered, a small, pitiful voice like a crying little animal, “do you really not want me anymore?”

What is she saying?! Yi Chen turned to look at her, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.

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“Do you really not want me anymore?” Her voice was so small and gentle, making her look like a forsaken little creature.

In such a silent moment, he suddenly felt a trace of reluctance, a faint urge to embrace her.

How crazy—though everyone said she was his girlfriend, to him, this person was a stranger.

How could he have the impulse to hug a stranger?

This amnesia really messed with his nerves.

Yi Chen tugged at his sleeve, but Xiao Qi stubbornly held on.

That familiar stubbornness caused a sudden headache.

He frowned, “Let go.”

Maybe his voice was too harsh; Xiao Qi’s hand trembled, then slowly and one by one, her fingers relaxed.

She kept her head lowered, Yi Chen couldn’t see her expression, but in his mind appeared her aggrieved and sad look.

Every expression was so vivid in his mind that he almost softened.

Yi Chen felt even more mentally disoriented.

A breeze blew, clearing his mind somewhat.

He had just felt utterly defeated.

Xiao Qi glanced at him secretly. This should count as touching and delicate, right?

He should soften and let her in, right?

If she could just get in, it would be much easier.

Yi Chen looked at her; she shrank beside him, furrowing her brows with a distant tone, “Miss, everyone around me says you’re my girlfriend, but I don’t remember you. So don’t keep tugging at me from now on.”

Ah, seems my touching and delicate act isn’t enough to move him.

Xiao Qi looked helpless, “Before, when we were together, you loved it when I held your hand,” pointing to her face, “Look at me, you suddenly forgot me, I really can’t accept it, that’s why I’m so haggard, so thin, my chin got so sharp... but you are so cold to me. You’ve put me in a dilemma with no way out. I really don’t know what to do to make you treat me like before.”

Yi Chen looked at her, a hint of sarcasm in his voice, “Yes, now you’re so thin your eyes look even bigger, big enough that I saw the panic flash in your eyes the moment you saw me.”

“...”

“Like now, your eyes flickered just slightly, then calmed again, your face pale but your gaze clear and bright. Hmm, your expressions are on point, but your acting is still poor.”

Xiao Qi: “...”

Damn, aren’t amnesiacs supposed to get dumb?

This amnesiac not only didn’t get dumb but his personality changed drastically—he was sinister.

Really not likable >_<

“Yi Chen, how can you talk about your girlfriend like that?” Xiao Qi’s expression hurt deeply, “You always spoke to me gently before.”

“Gently?” Yi Chen glanced at her, “Then tell me how I was gentle.”

Xiao Qi felt his gaze was murderous, and his voice was cold enough to freeze ice.

Damn, it’s just amnesia forgetting her; does he have to speak so frighteningly?

But the act must go on.

No, no, no, this isn’t acting, this is helping him.

“You used to often come find me, pick me up and take me home from work, take me out for big dinners and movies after work, pampering me like a little princess every day. You were so good to me, never harsh, always praising me for being gentle and virtuous...”

Xiao Qi said all this without blushing or anger.

Yi Chen expressionlessly said, “Then tell me, why did I like you so much before?”

“Because I’m pretty!” That was something he personally said, though Xiao Qi added some embellishments.

“You always stared at me with those deep eyes, staring all day long, as if you wanted to hold me in your palm every day. You said you didn’t want to be with anyone but me in this life, even if I had nothing, you still had to have me. Have you really forgotten all that?”

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The last sentence was asked with much hesitation.

“Is that so?” Yi Chen’s intense gaze fixed on her. Xiao Qi felt weak under his stare and quickly looked away.

Good heavens, this capitalist’s gaze was really terrifying.

Her uneasy eyes revealed faint anxiety.

This man was not only rude but also liked to lie.

Yi Chen grew even colder, “You just talked about the past, but I don’t want to continue with you now. Tell me, how much money do you want to break up?”

Xiao Qi was stunned. Even though some of what she said wasn’t entirely true, a few parts were. And he’s amnesiac, but he wouldn’t insult her like this, right?!

Though I love money, I have my principles.

“If I say I don’t want money, I only want you?”

“Sorry, I have no feelings for you at all now,” Yi Chen coldly spat out hurtful words, “You’d better take the money and be sensible. But if you want anything else from me, you’ll be disappointed. Giving you money is already more than enough.”

Xiao Qi’s face suddenly paled. She had finally seen how hurtful words could be. Embarrassed, she forced out a few words, “You don’t believe a single word I just said?”

“Do you expect me to believe it?”

Though a question, there was nine parts certainty in his voice.

He didn’t believe a word she said.

Anger and humiliation filled Xiao Qi’s entire body. All the touching acts, winning his heart, the signal device... all thrown to the winds.

“You capitalist, you think your filthy money is so great? You think being a CEO is so great? I don’t care! Break up, fine, just break up. But don’t come begging me to get back together, you rogue, bad capitalist...”

Xiao Qi raged.

Yi Chen said nothing, gave her a dark look, turned, got into the car, and started the engine, driving into the villa.

Such a resolute expression made Xiao Qi feel heartbroken.

For some reason, a faint bitterness rose in her heart. She felt like she had just been a clown, directing and acting alone.

No, a clown with one-sided feelings.

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Xiao Qi wandered down a neon-lit street.

Suddenly, her arm was grabbed. She looked up, a faint joy bubbling up from her heart.

She had drifted from his villa, thinking maybe he would come find her.

He should have some feelings for her.

But...

“I don’t want any unclear relationship with you, nor do I want to owe you anything. Fang Li said because of you, my family didn’t know about my amnesia. You helped me once, so I have to repay you,” Yi Chen took out a check and stuffed it into her pocket, “Consider this as...”

“I don’t want it...” Xiao Qi threw the check away.

Among the flowing crowd, the two standing still attracted some attention.

Yi Chen naturally didn’t want to be noticed and pulled her into the car but didn’t start the engine.

He lit a cigarette and slowly took a drag.

Xiao Qi hadn’t seen him smoke for a long time.

Only when she first met him did she occasionally see a cigarette between his fingers.

Zhuang Jia said: You’ll never know how much he loves you.

Pan Sen said: It’s you who hurt him; he couldn’t accept it and escaped, so subconsciously he forgot you too.