Merry Devil

Chapter 179 Meng Han's Heartfelt Words (4)

Wuming sighed and said: "I don't just want to know about this, I also want to know why. I killed so many people yesterday, and someone will definitely come to arrest us. My personal life and death are nothing, but I don't want to involve you." Ji Menghan felt a burst of happiness when he heard this, but then disappeared again.

"Then do you remember who you are? Do you have any memory? Even a little bit is fine." Ji Menghan asked.

"I really don't remember, but when I was on the spot last night, some very strange images always flashed in my eyes, which seemed familiar but strange, and the more I thought about it, the more my head hurt, so I didn't dare to think about it. "No name said.

"This may be related to your amnesia. Since you have a headache, don't think about it." Although Ji Menghan doesn't know Wuming's identity, but she is a smart woman, and of course she can see that Wuming is a big shot. After all, he will remember who he is , maybe then it will be the day when she and Wuming parted. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Seeing Ji Menghan crying, Wuming said anxiously: "What's wrong with you, Menghan? Is there something you don't know well? I'll take you to see a doctor."

Ji Menghan wiped away tears with sassafras, forced a smile and said: "I'm fine, I just thought that if you leave me in the future, I will be alone."

"No, no, even if I recover my memory in the future, I will not leave you. Really, please believe me."

Ji Menghan said happily: "What you said is true? Did you lie to me?"

"Of course, when did I, Duan Zangfeng, lie to someone?" Wuming laughed.

"What did you say? Duan Zangfeng?" Ji Menghan recognized the name from Wuming's mouth.

"What did I say?": Wuming looked at Ji Menghan innocently.

"You mentioned Duan Zangfeng just now, didn't you notice?" Ji Menghan asked.

"Duan Zangfeng, Duan Zangfeng, how could I say this name? Is my name really Duan Zangfeng?" Wuming fell into deep thought, and his brain began to ache again. The severe pain made him dare not go any further.

"Ah, my head hurts, it hurts." Wuming shook it vigorously.

"Wu Ming, Wu Ming how are you? Are you okay, don't scare me. Wu Ming." Ji Menghan burst into tears in anxiety.But what can she do.

After a while, Wuming calmed down slowly, sweating profusely on his face, this time the pain was more serious than last time, it seemed that Wuming didn't dare to think about it anymore.

(End of this chapter)