Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Ji Shiting grasped her wrist, and her deep voice was soothing: "Don't be afraid."

Ye Shengge bit her lip tightly and muttered, "I'm sorry..."

"Don't blame yourself," the man said lightly. "You can't hurt me. If you can hurt me, only one thing can be explained. This is my choice."

Ye Shengge blinked: "You don't remember, why do you say that?"

"Ye Shengge, although I am amnestic, my IQ is still there." His eyes were deeply contemptuous, "I know what reasoning is."

Ye Shengge's eyelashes twitched slightly.

She took a deep breath, calmed down, and carefully helped him unravel the gauze.

Looking at the fresh wound on the man's chest that hadn't completely healed, her hands were shaking even more.

This was stabbed by her own hand. If he is a little bit deeper, or a little deeper, he may be dead.

This fact made her almost unable to breathe for a moment, and her eyes were deeply frightened.

"Ye Shengge." It seemed to see that she was wrong, and the man's voice sounded loud, "This is the wound you caused by yourself."

Ye Shengge stunned, looked up at him.

The man raised a hand and held her face: "But I'm still alive and well, and you never want to hurt me again, right?"

His words seemed to have a powerful force that calmed her suddenly.

That's right, she can't hurt him again.

Therefore, she cannot weakly flinch and cannot be overwhelmed by guilt.

This is a wound caused by her own hand, and she is accepting the punishment that made her unhappy, but she does not need to blame herself for it.

She bit her lip hard until she felt the smell of blood before starting her next move.

Her hands were still shaking, but her eyes had become firm.

Ji Shiting looked at her momentarily, her eyes gradually softening.

After the change, Ye Shengge helped him cover his shirt, took a sigh of relief, and whispered, "Okay."

"Well." The man's voice was dull. "You are brave."

Ye Shengge's eyelashes flickered. At that moment, she almost suspected that the man had brought him in just to let her face his wounds personally-did he really lose his memory?

Otherwise, why is he so clear about what she is afraid of?

She couldn't help but looked up at him, maybe her eyes were puzzled, and the man raised an eyebrow when asked.

"Ji Shi Ting, I..." She bit her lip, hesitating whether to tell him that she was a personality splitter.

But she was afraid, if he really lost his memory, would he still be interested in her after knowing the truth?

Ji Shiting did not question, and waited patiently.

However, Ye Shengge finally said: "Your wound does not hurt..."

"It's okay." He smiled slightly. "This kind of pain is nothing."

She nodded: "I... I should go."

"There will be no one in my ward tonight." The man's voice was tempted, "Do you want to stay with me, eh? I will let Feng Jing take you away tomorrow morning."

Ye Shengge shook his head desperately: "No, no! Ji Shiting, we can't meet again in the future!"

His eyes sank.

Ye Shengge blinked desperately, pushing the tears back.

The more you get along with her, the more intense your heart will be. She is already selfish enough to continue to be selfish.