Rebirth of the world Xiaolong

Chapter 1635

After returning to the room, she slowly opened her eyes as soon as she put Wang Yingjun on the bed.

Compared to before, Wang Yingjun's eyes looked weak and confused.

Seeing her awakening, Jiang Zhihao hurriedly said, "You wake up, don't move around. You need to rest after the operation."

Wang Yingjun subconsciously raised his hand, but this caused the injury and couldn't help but let out a "hiss" in pain.

She took a breath, then looked at Jiang Zhihao and asked, "How could I be injured? Who are you?"

Jiang Zhihao was stunned when asked. This question was really strange and gave him a bad premonition.

"Don't joke like this with me, it's not funny." Jiang Zhihao said.

Wang Yingjun's thin eyebrows frowned, with a puzzled look on his face: "Do we know each other?"

Jiang Zhihao's face changed slightly and he asked, "You can't remember who I am?"

"I have never seen you." Wang Yingjun shook his head, looked around again, and asked, "Where am I?"

Jiang Zhihao carefully identified her expression, hoping to find evidence of her being a prank.

But he couldn't tell that Wang Yingjun was acting at all. If this was her acting skills, it would be too realistic.

"Then... do you know who you are?" Jiang Zhihao asked again.

"Me?" Wang Yingjun was stunned for a moment, showing a more confused expression, as if she was thinking about something. However, a few minutes later, she gradually showed an anxious expression.

"Who am I? Why can't I remember who I am?" She became more and more anxious and couldn't help but want to pat her head, but her physical injuries caused her every move to be accompanied by severe pain.

Seeing that Wang Yingjun was anxious and painful, and was almost crying, Jiang Zhihao quickly sat beside her and grabbed his arm, comforting him: "I know who you are, don't worry, you may remember the sequelae left by the injury after a while."

"Really? Then who am I? What is my name?" Wang Yingjun asked anxiously.

"Your name is Wang Yingjun, you are twenty-seven years old this year..." Jiang Zhihao roughly said something he knew.

However, it was not until this moment that he suddenly realized that he actually didn't know Wang Yingjun very well.

I only know who her surname is, how old she is, she likes calligraphy, painting, flowers and plants, as well as her parents and other situations.

As for what she likes to eat, what colors she likes, what books she read, what paintings she draws, and what flowers she planted, she doesn’t know much about these details.

Jiang Zhihao felt a little guilty inexplicably, while Wang Yingjun looked at him with shiny eyes and asked: "You know that I have so many things, who are you? Are you my brother? Or my boyfriend? Or..."

Wang Yingjun saw a photo placed on the bedside table. It was a photo taken by her first meeting with Jiang Zhihao after she brought Jiawei to her.

Although the distance between the two in this photo is not particularly close, it can be seen from her expression that it is a smiling face full of love.

Jiang Zhihao understood what she wanted to ask and hurriedly said, "We are just friends, and we are the kind of people with better relationships."

Wang Yingjun said oh and asked again: "Can you tell me about us? Maybe I've heard too much and remembered it."

Jiang Zhihao thought for a while, and then said, "We have known each other for a while. At that time, we were in a family named Li, and they..."