Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

He trembled, "No, don't say it, don't say it."

"No, I'm going to say!!!"

After finally grabbing the opportunity to tell him that she had appeared in his life, how could Jasmine let it go!

Her eyes were frantically shining, her chest was heaving sharply, and she continued! !

"Don't forget me, don't forget Situ Moli, okay?

At that time, I always wanted to get close to you, and then I told Aunt Huanyan to tell me how to get close to the boy I like.

She told me that if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first capture his stomach.

So, in that hot weather, I stood in the kitchen for three days and baked you a cake.

I finally got it to the classroom, but accidentally crushed the cake.

Later, I ran to the cake shop outside...to buy a piece...for you...but you refused to accept it, you blamed me..."

"Stop it, stop it!!!"

Every word she said was like a steel nail, stuck in Huo Ziming's head.

Huo Ziming tightly pinched his temples, and repeated incoherently, "Stop it, stop it... Please, stop it..."

Why?Why is it so painful?

Just because I heard a few words, how could it be so painful?

Huo Ziming himself didn't understand, but he knew that if he continued to listen, his head might explode, and an unprecedented fear swept his heart!

how come?

How could this be?

He has always felt that he is in good health, even if he goes swimming in winter, swimming for two hours is not a problem at all.

Why?It was fine just now, but why did he feel that he could no longer support his own weight after she said such a strange sentence?

He was like a drowning man, about to lose his sanity at any moment.

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At this moment, Jasmine, who originally wanted to dump everything out of her head, finally felt that Huo Ziming was wrong.

His whole body was trembling, his eyes were red, his face was pale, his arms were waving forward unconsciously, his whole expression seemed to be possessed by a demon.

Jasmine finally realized that he shouldn't be pretending, but that there was something really uncomfortable in his body.

She quickly stopped, grabbed his hands tightly, stared into Huo Ziming's eyes, and asked eagerly, "Ziming, what's the matter with you? What's the matter with you?"

"My head hurts so much, it hurts so badly, it's about to burst...in the end...what's going on..."

Huo Ziming felt distracted for a while, and he didn't know what was wrong with him.

This feeling seems to have happened many years ago...

many many years ago...

But he couldn't remember when it was, nor why.

He only knew that when Su Mo told him some strange plots that never existed in his memory, he felt an invisible knife stirring in his brain again and again. He was bloodied and had difficulty breathing.

Everything was chaotic in front of him, his eyes were dark, and his body slowly fell to the ground...

A memory suddenly came to mind, I don't know when.

It's like a movie, playing scene by scene, playing...

In that memory, he was running forward, not knowing where he was going...

There was white mist everywhere, and Huo Ziming didn't know where he was going.

But he is so anxious and urgent, it seems that the place to go and the person to meet are the most important things in this world to him.