Chapter 1100 This woman is annoying ([-])
Korea staggered a step forward and almost fell down. After standing still, she turned her head in a daze and looked at Ji Chicheng with tears streaming down her face.

Looking at her like that, Ji Chicheng frowned in disgust, "Fortunately, I lost my memory."

He didn't believe it, he would like this kind of woman who took the initiative to throw herself into her arms.

And he didn't like the clothes she was wearing, nor did he like her hair.

She has done so much for this man, and since she has lowered her status to this point, she can only move forward and cannot back down.

Without this man, she would die unwillingly.

Korea secretly encouraged herself, and looked up full of fighting spirit.

"Cheng, how can you do this to me? We are really together, really in love, and I have photos."

While crying, she took out her mobile phone, found the photo, walked up to Ji Chicheng, and showed the photo to Ji Chicheng.

Ji Chicheng didn't want to look at it at first, so he glanced at it inadvertently, but was startled when he turned around.

Both the man and the woman in the photo are topless. The woman is the annoying woman in front of me, and the man with his eyes closed seems to be... himself.

No, how is this possible, how could he like such an annoying woman.

Ji Chicheng didn't believe it, he reached out and snatched Korea's phone, and looked at the photo carefully, he was indeed right.

Seeing that Ji Chicheng was surprised and confused, Korea cried again: "Cheng, no matter how much you lose your memory, you can't forget me. We used to love each other so much."

After she finished speaking, she covered her mouth and couldn't help crying.

Ji Chicheng frowned, looking at Korea who was weeping with her head down, a picture of her dream suddenly flashed back in her mind.

The thin little girl, wearing a quick white shirt, with short hair tied in a braid behind her head, squatted in a corner, not even daring to cry out.

Like the woman in front of him now, covering her mouth.

Is it him?

But it's obviously not the case. Every time he dreams of that girl, he feels so distressed, and wants to wipe her tears, but the woman in front of him, he just wants to turn around and leave because of disgust.

"Do you love to cry?"

In fact, memory loss is nothing to him, the only thing he can't let go of is the girl in his dream.

The only thing she wanted to figure out was what was the relationship between them and why she always dreamed about her.

"If you don't like it, I don't have to cry." Korea heard Ji Chicheng's question, thought he hated her crying, immediately stopped the crying, and wiped her tears with her hands indiscriminately.

But still choked up.

Ji Chicheng looked at her suspiciously, "How old are you now?"

He wanted to know the girl in his dream so much. He had been looking for clues for so many days.

He always felt that the arrogant old man who claimed to be his father was deliberately hiding something from him, and didn't want him to regain his memory.

Korea didn't know why Ji Chicheng suddenly asked her age, he was very cautious and thought it over before replying: "I'm 26, two years younger than you."

Two years younger, so he is 28 this year.

28. After so many years, he has forgotten all these things, the man in this photo is indeed him.

Did he really like this woman before?
Ji Chicheng stared at the photo, unable to accept that the person he once loved was the woman named Korea in front of him.

Korea didn't know what Ji Chicheng was thinking, but she could tell that he already believed what she said.

(End of this chapter)

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