“Who is your boss?”
When Quan Rui asked this question, his voice trembled uncontrollably.
“Cang Beiming.” Bai Ran answered quickly. She could never forget this name.
That was the beginning of her life in hell.
When Quan Rui heard these three words, his eyes suddenly sank.
It was indeed him.
It was Cang Beiming who turned his Ranran into this way
“Why didn’t you try to find your own memories?” Quan Rui took a deep breath, suppressed his manic heart that wanted to kill Cang Beiming immediately, and asked Bai Ran.
Jiang Yuan once said that Bai Ran’s amnesia was just temporary hypnosis.
Then, if I were doing a hypnosis, would everything go back to the farther side?
Hearing this, Bai Ran shook his head lightly, “I thought even if my head doesn’t remember, it should be too early to feel in my heart. But it’s strange that I returned to Sanjiang City, met Weiran, and even went to the old house of the Jiang family, and I didn’t feel anything. I always felt that I didn’t remember anything like this, it was terrible.”
As he said that, Bai Ran’s eyes turned red slightly.
Sometimes she was really afraid of these strange feelings, just like when she was on the road just now, she heard the sound of rattles. It was as if she had thought of something, but faster, the sound from her head suppressed her memories. She couldn’t even control her own thoughts, which was really sad.
Quan Rui didn’t speak quickly, and Bai Ran said again, “What’s more, I just need to think about the past, my head is about to explode. My second uncle often tells me that my life is good now, so I don’t continue to force it.”
Second uncle, it was the second uncle who interfered again.
Quan Rui closed his eyes and recorded the good things Jiang Yuan did.
But to Bai Ran, Quan Rui still spoke quietly, “One day, everything will return to its original position. Maybe it will be in the next second.”
Bai Ran also felt it was right when he listened, “I think so too.”