Chapter 160 Misunderstanding (2)

"Why did you bring me here?" Su Qianmo turned to look at him, "Do you remember?"

Lu Feiyang took a blueprint from the back seat and handed it to her.

Dazed for a moment, Su Qianmo took the drawing and opened it.

The white design drawing is already a little yellowed, but the lines drawn by the pencil on it are still very clear, and the delicacy and seriousness of each stroke can be clearly seen through the paper.

It is the original design of the Galaxy Building.

"Where did the design drawing come from?" Shouldn't this design drawing be in the design exhibition room of University A?How did it get into his hands?
Lu Feiyang took the design drawing and looked at it for a while, "I took it from the school exhibition room, and I saw a lot of interesting things there..."

My heart beat suddenly.

These collected blueprints have a record of their original inspiration in the exhibition room.If he went to get this design drawing, he must have seen her inspiration point...

Those are the pasts they are closely related to.

Lu Feiyang stared at the building outside the window, and said heavily, "We are in love, right?"

His voice is shallow, always with a magic.

When I first met him at Starbucks two years ago, his voice was like spring water, clear and melodious.

At this moment, warm and deep emotions mixed with regret made her sad...

The eye sockets couldn't help getting wet again.

Su Qianmo closed her eyes, leaned on the car seat, and held back her tears, "It was love."

Lu Feiyang closed his eyes and his body trembled.

She said she was in love.

A cruel "pass" severed the memory and separated him from her world.

"Why...we're not together?" Lu Feiyang forced himself to speak with difficulty.

He also wanted to use his own efforts to retrieve their memories, but every time he reached the most critical moment, he would have a splitting headache, and the picture was messy and broken...

Su Qianmo swallowed, "Maybe it's not enough love."

If the love is deep enough, there won't be so many suspicions, and there won't be so many scruples.

Delicate eyebrows squeezed into Chuan characters, tangled and sad, Lu Feiyang suddenly held her face, "Qianmo, give me a chance, and give our love a chance to come back from the dead."

Holding her delicate face, Su Qianmo could feel the trembling of his fingertips.

"Too...too late." Three short words came out of the cool lips trembling slightly.

Lu Feiyang's hand slowly let go of her face, his watery eyes were full of desolation and pain.

This unreasonably forgotten love is like an unpredictable shadow, tormenting him every night.

"If one day I remember everything, will you give me a chance to start over?" He was unwilling to give up the story between them with the woman he loved so much.

Su Qianmo bit her lip and did not speak.After a long time, I said indifferently, "Forgetting is a blessing, and memory is the thorn that tortures us. If possible, I hope you will never remember, the past will only make us hurt more thoroughly..."

"Why? Why don't you want me to remember? That's our love!" Lu Feiyang's veins protruded from the back of his hand, staring at her slender arm but couldn't fall down.

"Lu Feiyang, it's not too late to question me when you remember." Su Qianmo's black eyes were overwhelmed by indifference and helplessness, and Su Qianmo said in a flat tone, "Send me back, I'll have more in the afternoon work……"

(End of this chapter)

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