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Chapter 1897 Feng Shui turns, it's me.

As if she had experienced a violent torrent of memories, Su Yan could no longer support her body. She could only use her remaining strength to resist the wall behind her. Tang Wei stepped forward with heartache and saw her in pain holding her temples, gently lifting her up from the ground.

She was so thin that Tang Wei was a little surprised. It might have been too long since she had been hugging her like this. When she picked Su Yan up from the ground, she didn't even have the strength to resist.

The door of the room was closed again. This time, Su Yan was lying on Tang Wei's bed. She shrank into a ball, and what flew across her mind was the memories left when she was young.

No, no, I should have forgotten the memories of four or five years old, why did she still remember and why she still hates them?

Every time An Mi slapped her, she pulled her to please others, and she forced her to do things she didn't want to do with her fierce eyes. As An Mi's daughter, what remained in her childhood were the memories that made her despair.

Nothing joy, no.

Happy... Su Yan shrank in a corner of the big bed, feeling that her brain was particularly swelling, and it was so painful that she heard different voices in her body that she was tearing and shouting randomly, as if several people were living in her body, and she was about to divide her brain into pieces. Su Yan shook her head and said extremely painful words from her mouth, "Tang Wei..." Tang Wei was stunned. As soon as she went outside to boil water, she heard Su Yan's faint cry for help. At that moment, the man seemed to be on the verge of death and was being picked up by someone, and his heart began to jump up wildly. He rushed forward in a hurry, "Yan Yan!"

How long has it been since these two words been shouted out?

From Bo Yan to Su Yan, she was wandering in his world, and she always responded to her rejection, but she was like a moth pounced on the fire, trying to approach her only warmth.

Tang Wei hugged her. Su Yan couldn't refuse Tang Wei who was holding her now because of the chaos in her brain. She could only close her eyes and said uncomfortablely, "I'm going to be breathless."

Why are there so many voices in the brain?

Why are there so many faces in memory?

Who is it, who is hiding in her memories, trying to rush out and return.

Who is it, who makes her unable to forget it completely, and she still has to continue to do anything.

"No...No..." Su Yan didn't know what she was saying, so she grabbed Tang Wei's clothes on his chest, "Don't come here, I don't want it anymore...I really don't want it..." Let her go, why did this Purgatory on Earth never let her go.

However, love in this world has never let anyone go.

Tang Wei hugged her tightly, "If you can't remember, don't force yourself to remember, okay..." I would rather forget me carefree than torture like this... Tang Wei's eyes were red, and he couldn't imagine that it would hurt so much to forget someone he loved deeply.

"Stop, stop--" Su Yan's voice began to cry. She said her face indiscriminately. Maybe she couldn't even control what she should say. Those words instinctively said from her mouth, "Tang Wei, let me go, I really..." She was about to die.
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