Bo Ye sat on the bed with a pale face, and a light cold sweat slid down from his forehead.

He took a few deep breaths and grabbed the clothes in front of him, as if this could be relieved. However, as soon as he closed his eyes, the memories retraceeded into a sharp thorn in his heart.

Everything related to Tang Shi has now returned to his mind bit by bit. Bo Ye took a deep breath and wanted to speak, but couldn't make any sound.

His hand holding the quilt under him was shaking slowly. When all this returned to his impression, Bo Ye's brain was a little overwhelmed.

The heart-wrenching past he had forgotten, the love-hate entangled past he had forgotten came back in a stance that he could not resist at all. Bo Ye's face turned pale, and even his heart began to feel a little painful.

"Tang Shi, you are only worthy of atonement for your sins in this life!"

"I just give An Mi a truth."

"I won't regret it, nor can I regret it."

Bo Ye took a few breaths. The sun was shining outside the window. His slightly cool body encountered the morning light outside, setting off a desolate illusion.

When Bo Ye got out of bed, he held his head and gasped.

When these memories come back, they don’t know how to react, or in other words, how to deal with these problems in the future.

He remembered how bad he was to Tang poetry at the beginning, and he later fought for her and died desperately.

Bo Ye pushed the door out with a pale face, and Cen Huiqiu frying eggs in the kitchen. Bo Ye seemed to see the shadow of Tang Shi in a trance. She used to be so gentle and virtuous to prepare breakfast for him.

Boye's throat was dry and he didn't know what to say, his fingers were shaking faintly.

Cen Huiqiu found that her son walked downstairs and shouted, "Have you got up at Xiaoye? Today is the weekend, don't you have to hurry to go to work, what do you want to eat?"

Bo Ye's throat was a little trembling, and he said in a trembling voice, "Mom... I remember everything."

Cen Huiqiu was stunned, then walked forward in disbelief and grabbed Bo Ye's shoulder, "You...you remembered it all?!"

Have all the memories been restored? Really or false?

Cen Huiqiu cried with joy, her eyes turned red all of a sudden, "You remember, it's great... so good, do you still remember our birthday before... for you?"

"Remember." Bo Ye was also a little nervous, "I...I still remember Tang Shi's birthday..."

Cen Huiqiu paused, felt sad again, and patted Bo Ye on the shoulder, "Son... do you remember what happened to Tang Shi in the past?"

Bo Ye nodded. His voice was a little hoarse, "Well, I sent her to prison."

How difficult it is to hear this from Bo Ye’s mouth.

When he admits those crimes, he is like slapping himself now. He once said that Tang Shi is a perfect victim, and if there is anything, he can take out the grievances of the past as a shield. He thought this was Tang Shi's pretentiousness, but now he realizes that it is his sins.

The things he did for Tang Shi could bring Tang Shi's current attitude was because she was too kind.

Bo Ye stood there blankly, suddenly losing the courage to chase Tang Shi's footsteps.
Chapter completed!