irresistible sweetness

Chapter 89 Memory Recovery
Huang Mao didn't recognize it at first, but after looking carefully, he smiled jokingly: "Hey, isn't this the beauty of Lin University from our No. [-] Middle School? Why come to the gate of our No. [-] Middle School when you have time?"

Lin Han had a cold face, she didn't have time to chat with him, she frowned impatiently: "I want to find Xiao Yiheng, where is he!"

The yellow-haired ruffian asked: "Why are you looking for our Brother Heng?"

Lin Han pursed his lips tightly, suppressing the anger in his heart: "He took my money, and he will do things for me! Don't think that playing missing can take my money away!"

Huang Mao snorted coldly, and looked at Lin Han with a little more anger: "You are the one who used money to let my brother Heng do things? Because of you, our brother Heng suffered a big loss, and he is not in good health now."

Lin Han was unmoved: "That has nothing to do with me, even if he dies, he has to finish this matter for me!"

"Hey! I said why are you so cold-blooded!" Huang Mao was angry.

But now that people are coming and going, it is impossible for him to really beat Lin Han up.

He rolled his eyes and said with a malicious smile: "Brother Heng can't do things for you now, but I can show you the way. Does Brother Leopard in the black area know? Feng Qingyue will offend him badly, Now I can’t wait to get her skinned and cramp, instead of wasting time here looking for Brother Heng, you might as well go to Brother Bao, I think Brother Bao will be very happy to cooperate with you."

Lin Han fixed his eyes on Huang Mao: "Are you sure? Brother Leopard can help me."

Huang Mao nodded: "Of course, if you have a way, and if you don't let Jiang Yuye notice it, Brother Bao will definitely help you."

Lin Han clenched her fists tightly, and she took a deep breath: "Okay, I'll go to the black area to find Brother Bao."

"Send me a message for Xiao Yiheng, just say that Feng Qingyue is already with Jiang Yuye, if he is later, this task will probably be difficult to complete, let him find a time to return the money to me."

Huang Mao replied lazily: "Understood."

Looking at the back of Lin Han leaving, Huang Mao sneered, and I have to say that Lin Han is worse than them.

They played brightly anyway, but Lin Han only played dirty tricks.

Huang Mao curled his lips slightly, and decided to ask Xiao Yiheng for credit, he could solve Lin Han's trouble with a single word.

Lincheng poor old town

Since Xiao Yiheng was beaten last time, he didn't go out again, nor did he go to the hospital for treatment, but instead healed himself.

He was lying on the bed, his tall body curled up, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

Unconsciously murmured in his mouth: "Feng Qingyue...Qing Qing..."

He opened his eyes abruptly, panting heavily.

The light in the room was dim, Xiao Yiheng looked at the mottled ceiling and couldn't tell what night it was.

The intricate dream in his mind became blurred again. It was clear that what happened in the dream was very clear, but after waking up, he only had one name left besides the pain in his heart:
The wind is clear.

So who is she?

Ever since he was injured, she had been pestering him in her dreams for a long time, Xiao Yiheng leaned tiredly on the head of the bed, wanting to take some time to find clues, or ask Feng Qingyue directly.

Did they know each other a long time ago?

Due to boredom, Xiao Yiheng picked up the cigarette on the bedside table and smoked it.

Hearing the knock on the door, Huang Mao shouted: "Brother Heng, open the door, I'm here to tell you something."

Xiao Yiheng bit his cigarette and got out of bed, as soon as the door opened, Huang Mao got in by himself, and laughed twice: "Brother Heng, how is your injury doing?"

Xiao Yiheng's injury has already healed, but he just doesn't want to go out, his expression is cold, his fingers are shaking the ashes: "It's almost there, what's the matter with you here?"

Huang Mao looked at his home again: "Where's Auntie?"

"Go to the hospital to get medicine, I have something to talk about."

Sensing the impatience in his tone, Huang Mao immediately returned to the topic: "Lin Han came to work today to find me."

Xiao Yiheng frowned, and a trace of disgust flashed in Amber's eyes: "What is she going to do?"

"I'm looking for you. She has been looking for you for half a month, and has been asking about your whereabouts."

When Lin Han was mentioned, Xiao Yiheng reflexively loathed it.

"What do you say? Tell her my address?"

Huang Mao's eyes widened: "How could I betray you, she asked you to do that bad thing, and if you can't finish it, you will return the money to her, by the way, she also said that Feng Qingyue was with Jiang Yuye. "

Xiao Yiheng paused with his hand holding the cigarette, and he didn't react when the scarlet fire burned his flesh. Xiao Yiheng didn't feel the pain until Huang Mao reminded him.

The cigarette butt fell to the ground, and the flickering fire scattered and finally went out.

"Brother Heng? What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Yiheng looked down at the burn on his fingers, his throat was inexplicably astringent, he panted slightly, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "I'm fine..."

Huang Mao continued: "Hey, why do you say you have nothing to take on this task? Even if you want to chase other girls for money, you can do it quietly, but you let Brother Long know, and the task he gave you is also incidental He's caught up with Jiang Yuye." Huang Mao sighed, "I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up, Jiang Yuye has already attacked."

"Really..." Xiao Yiheng was in a daze: "Together?"

Why does he feel sad...

He seemed to have lost something very important and could never get it back.

Huang Mao left, Xiao Yiheng sat in his room, his room was narrow enough for a bed, a tattered table, and a small skylight that let in a little light.

Looking at the outside world from here will give people the illusion of being in prison.

Maybe the cell is better than his home.

In winter, the house is very humid, because there is no heating, so cold that you will get sores on your hands and feet, but Xiao Yiheng is used to it, he has lived in such a place for 17 years.

And he is also an inconspicuous speck of dust in this bustling city.

He slowly closed his eyes on the bed, he didn't want to sleep, but he wanted to find the answer in his sleep.

"Heng, Happy New Year."

The familiar Qingling soft sweet voice sounded.

Xiao Yiheng waved away the white mist, trying to see clearly who was calling him.

The girl's back was facing her, and standing beside her was himself.

Her face was blurred, but he could see that she was smiling at him.

Xiao Yiheng took out a firework and gave it to her: "Do you like it?"

The girl nodded obediently, and the fireworks were shining brightly in her hands.

"I mean, do you like me?"

There was a hint of imperceptible playfulness in his tone, but the girl's voice was pious and clean: "I like it."

When Xiao Yiheng woke up again, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes unknowingly.

He felt that a memory was about to be revived. He was very scared and resisted, but he wanted to know exactly what this memory was that troubled him day and night.

But now, he only needs to go to see Feng Qingyue, and everything can be spread out in front of his eyes.

……

　The memory of the male second's past life is about to be awakened, cough.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)