Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me (The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me)

As soon as she entered the cruise ship, she would be stunned. As long as she fainted, she would then notify the police, and someone would steal the stolen goods.

The plan is so flawless.

How on earth did she escape?

"Why didn't those people go after her while she was injured?"

"Because Master Fu arrived in time, there is no way to chase after him."

He Yan's expression was a little stunned, so when she saw that her classmate was kidnapped, and it involved herself, Wen Qiao didn't even think about sending a message to Fu Nanli? Then he escaped from the hands of a dozen mercenaries.

She couldn't help but wonder, is Wen Qiao really just an ordinary college student?

What distorted her heart even more was that, to her, Fu Nanli was so indifferent and inhumane, but to Wen Qiao, she was so swayed.

Isn't Fu Nanli very busy?

She was originally standing, but suddenly felt weak under her feet. She sat on the sofa and covered her face with her hands, "Don't involve us in it."

"No, don't worry."

He Yan looked at him with a smile: "I always feel at ease when you do things."

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Wen Qiao felt that he had been dreaming for a long time, but human dreams are only remembered when they are on the verge of waking up, and most of the other dreams will gradually disintegrate with chaotic sleep and coma.

She just remembered that she was running non-stop, running in that cruise ship, in the corridor with red carpet, many rooms, she searched room by room, as if every room was a copy, all inside were In the same scene, there is a black mandala in a white-glazed vase, the stem is oozing blood, and the pentagram is reflected on the wall, emitting a black light.

Every room is the same, every room is the same.

She was panting heavily, sweat all over her forehead.

At the end of the corridor, I saw a teenager in a white shirt, looking at her with a smile.

He entered a room, Wen Qiao rushed over, opened the door, and stepped in

The sky was bright, and outside the door was an abyss.

All of a sudden... Wen Qiao opened her eyes, all white and Fu Nanli's crimson eyes.

The pain spread instantly, her back hurt, and she was stabbed. The anesthesia just dissipated, and it was not the right time for her to wake up.

Seeing his eyes open, Fu Nanli breathed a sigh of relief.

But she saw no panic in her eyes, no lingering fear in her heart, no matter how angry she was, the first question she asked was: "Does it hurt?"

Wen Qiao used to say that it was fine, a little injury was fine, but this time, she said in a hoarse voice, "it hurts."

She finally cried out that it hurt, because it really hurt, the knife went in nearly three inches, although it didn't hurt the vital part, but the pain was real.

Fu Nanli lifted a corner of her hospital gown and saw bright red blood on the gauze. It was real distress and real anger: "In order to save such an insignificant person, I don't want my life, right? Wen Qiao ?"

His voice was hoarse, with a hint of anger. Wen Qiao's face was pale, and there was nothing on his upper lips. Agitated by his anger, he moved his body, which happened to involve the wound. He couldn't help groaning and closed his eyes. , with a sullen expression.

How could Fu Nanli be willing to blame her: "Does it hurt? What are you moving?"

This kind of wound can't be rubbed or touched, so Mr. Fu can only reach out and grab her hand: "Should I call the doctor here?"

Wen Qiao shook his head: "It won't hurt so much if you don't move."