hen from white to red, like a painter's palette.He put down his glass and picked up his briefcase, "There's still some business at the company, I'll be off first.""Don't be too sad, Xiangzong. It's no..."It's okay."

To her surprise, Ye Zehan readily agreed.

“I agree to receive treatment.”

Hearing his words, Milan's eyes widened in astonishment, "Zehan, are you serious"

"Mmm." Ye Zehan nodded. "After the treatment, I feel much better, so I'd like to continue treatment for a long time. Is that possible"

Milan paused, she didn't refute anything, just nodded.

"Of course."

She wished she could be like this.

The reason I kept delaying my answer to Ye Zehan was because I was afraid he would feel resistance in his heart and have doubts.

Milan supported Ye Zehan's body out of the corridor, and after taking a few steps, they saw Xiang Wan walking towards them.

"Zehan."

Seeing Ye Zehan's frail appearance, Xiang Wan's eyes flashed with worry, "What's wrong with you"

When Ye Zehan saw her, a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes. He instinctively withdrew his arm.

"Who are you" he asked in a deep voice.

When she heard his words, the smile on Xiangwan's face froze abruptly. She didn't react for a long time.

"Zehan, what do you mean Don't you recognize me"

Ye Zehan's brows furrowed, "Should I know you"

"......When she heard his words, Xiang Wan's face changed."

Ye Zehan didn't know her.

He doesn't recognize himself anymore!

Milan saw Xiang Wan's disheveled appearance and was extremely pleased. She hurriedly raised her hand to push Xiang Wan away,

"Please be reasonable and stay away from Ye Zehan, she's my boyfriend, understand"age.Standing in the center of the stage, only then did Xiangwan realize that even the stage setup was exactly the same as the school party back then. Some outdated props had long been phased out, and...