"No, I love you, very much.
"Stop lying to yourself," Luo Xi shouted back equally loudly, "You have hurt so many people I love, what qualifications do you have to say you love me?"
Lu Cheng no longer had the slightest emotion, and now he was only left with coldness and heartache all over his body.
"Xixi, you have recovered your memory a long time ago, right?"
Luo Xi listened to his question quietly and looked at him with a slightly cold expression.
There was no answer, not even a move of the corners of his lips.
Lu Cheng smiled bitterly, his smile was extremely desolate.
"He Xixi, you know, you actually exposed your secret a long time ago."
"What's impossible?"
Luo Xi thought slightly in her heart.
If he finds out very early, are the people around him always wary of him?
What will she do about her actions tomorrow?
Lu Cheng stared at her frightened expression and couldn't help but feel pain, but he still insisted on explaining to her in one breath.
"Xixi, do you remember that I asked you to go to my study.
I told you that the door code was your birthday, but I didn't tell you when your birthday was."
Luo Xi immediately reacted after hearing this.
Indeed, at that time he just said that the door code was her birthday.
But she lost her memory at the time.
If she really didn't remember anything, it would be impossible for her to enter the study.
At least, she would ask more about what month her birthday is.
But at that time, she was only immersed in the excitement of learning the password, and she didn't expect that she should be unknown to herself.
But why didn't he question her anything and still doted on her as always?
Luo Xi looked at him steadily, "Since you have discovered it a long time ago, why don't you expose my disguise?"
Lu Cheng shook his head gently and smiled softly, more like laughing at himself, "Xixi cough cough cough" The pain in his chest made him unable to help but start coughing, but it caused even more intense pain.
Lu Cheng leaned half of his body on the sofa to prevent his weight from overwhelming the woman beneath him.
His breathing had become rapid and heavy.
This time, it's not because of emotion, but because of the arrival of death "Xixi, I hope so much that you really want to be with me.
In this world, I don't trust anyone, including myself, but I trust you."
He doesn't trust anyone, not even his own eyes, his own logic, his own judgment As long as she said something that she didn't remember, he would treat her as if she didn't remember anything, take care of her, and give her a warm face for the rest of her life.
As long as she says that she is good for him, he will treat it as her sincerity to him, hold her in the palm of his hand, and promise to pamper her for the rest of his life.
He only thought that she really didn't see anything in the dungeon, that she remembered her birthday in her bones, and that the refreshments she gave her every day were signs of friendship.
Just think that every glass of water and every glass of wine is her care for him, just think that her squandering the money in the house is just because she loves herself too deeply, just think that the coldness all over her body when she sees Jing Mohao kneeling down is her own illusion Just pretend that in the blind spot of all the cameras, she is working on herself alone Everything is just because he believes in her, is willing to believe her, and desires to believe everything she says: