Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

"Ali, he has everything, but I only have you. He can't take you away from me again. I can't live without you. Can you please save me?" Qi Yu pleaded.

Wen Li was furious: "Then go die!"

Just then, several men wearing masks and white coats pushed the door open and walked in, two of them holding medical trays in their hands.

They went straight to the end of the bed and stood on the other side of the bed. Wen Li followed their gaze and noticed that there was a strange instrument on the other side of the bed. One of them was starting to operate the instrument.

Qi Yu continued, "Ali, that person is not worthy of your love. Let's forget him and go back to the way we were, okay?"

Wen Li's eyes were full of vigilance: "What do you mean?"

Qi Yu: "I will erase him from your memory."

Wen Li shouted angrily: "Qi Yu!"

Qi Yu: "This technology is very mature and will not hurt you. Unfortunately, its only shortcoming is that it can't just wash away his, it has to wash away everything at once. So you will not only forget him, but also me and everyone. But it doesn't matter. Forget my unbearable past. I will get to know you again with a brand new identity, and I will try my best to make you like me. Don't you like dogs? Let's take Snowball and go to a place where no one knows us to live our own lives. I'm ready for everything. That person will disappear from our lives forever."

Wen Li's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "You dare!"

Qi Yu: "Ali, please forgive me for having to use this method to keep you by my side. I will repay you with my whole life."

Wen Li: "I shouldn't have saved you back then!"

Wen Li's words were a hundred times sharper than any other words, and several times more cruel than the inhuman torture he had suffered in the dungeon. They cut Qi Yu so hard that he bled profusely, but Qi Yu could no longer turn back.

Qi Yu's eyes were filled with tears: "I'm sorry."

He stood up and stepped away.

Several people in white coats surrounded the head of the bed.

One of them took out an injection.

Wen Li: "Qi Yu! You'd better kill me today. If you dare to let me live, I will make sure you die without a burial place!"

Wen Li's eyes, filled with hatred and murderous intent, were too much for Qi Yu to bear, and he fled in a panic. The clash of handcuffs and leg irons could be heard even through the door; it was Wen Li's struggle. Qi Yu, with his back pressed against the door, took two steps back in panic and turned to look at the closed door. His eyes were filled with the helplessness and fear of having done something wrong. He felt the pain of hurting Wen Li in his heart.

He covered his ears tightly with his hands to avoid listening.

The room suddenly became quiet, and then the door was forcefully opened from the inside. Qi Yu just raised her eyes, but before she could see clearly, Wen Li grabbed her neck. Her wrist and entire palm were red, and her skin was covered with bright red blood spots that seemed to be oozing out. The white coats in the room behind her fell to the ground.

Looking at Wen Li who had broken free, Qi Yu's eyes were filled with tears of complete loss for her, but a smile appeared on his face, smiling at the fact that he could no longer hurt her. The feeling of suffocation became more and more intense. Qi Yu did not resist at all, and calmly closed his eyes, accepting death calmly.

For him, dying at Wen Li's hands was a happy thing.

He should have died long ago, should have died in that dark dungeon. Wen Li let him live like a human for a few years. Such a wonderful life did not originally belong to him. It was an unexpected surprise given to him by Wen Li. He no longer had any resentment or regrets.

Before his consciousness faded, Qi Yu prayed in his heart, praying for a better birth in his next life. He didn't need wealth and glory, just a clean family would be enough. He prayed to meet Wen Li again. One life was enough, he was willing to pay any price.

The restraint on his neck suddenly loosened, and the feeling of suffocation disappeared. Qi Yu was pushed back two steps by the force. Through the ringing in his ears, he heard Wen Li say, "Never appear in front of me again."

Qi Yu looked at Wen Li's departing back and smiled desperately.

He regretted not dying at Wen Li's hands.

He took out the pistol he had prepared for himself, with the bullet already loaded. He put the muzzle of the gun to his temple, his face dead silent.

Without her, his life was filled with pain.

He watched the figure walking further and further away reluctantly, still craving for these last two glances. He wanted to firmly imprint this figure in his heart, otherwise he was worried that he would not be able to recognize her in the next life.

"Ari."

It was a soft and slow voice, and it was the last time he called her.

"do not forget me."

I beg you.

When the figure disappeared at the stairs and could no longer be seen, Qi Yu, who didn't want to live even a second longer, resolutely pulled the trigger.

All the good and bad things that have happened in the past twenty years end here.

A gunshot echoed in the room.

Wen Li suddenly stopped and froze in the stairwell.

The clear sound of falling to the ground made her pupils shrink in disbelief.

Hospital,

After more than ten hours, all rescue efforts were finally stopped.

Wen Li walked out of the emergency room in a sterile suit. She sat down on a chair outside, feeling a little tired. Her cell phone was taken away by Qi Yu, so she didn't have time to get it back, so she asked a passing nurse to borrow her cell phone.

Then he called Lu Xixiao in China...

A week later, Qi Yu, who had survived, was out of danger and was transferred from the intensive care unit to the general ward, but he was still in a coma.

Wen Li stood outside the ward, looking through the glass door at Qi Yu lying on the bed inside. She asked the person behind her expressionlessly, "Can memories be erased while someone is in a coma?"

The person behind her was the leader of the team Qi Yu had hired to erase her memory. He kept a safe distance from her, cautious and vigilant, and said, "Okay."

Wen Li: "Is there a possibility of recovery after washing it off?"

Person in charge: "There is only a one percent chance."

Wen Li: "Find a way to get rid of that one percent."

Qi Yu woke up after being in a coma for a whole month.

Two more days passed.

"Lukas, good news." The nurse pushed the wheelchair into the ward and spoke in German to the Oriental man who was sitting on the bed, staring out the window in a daze. "The doctor said you can go out today."

The person on the hospital bed didn't understand, so he cooperated with the nurse to sit on the wheelchair, and was pushed out of the inpatient department to the park behind.

Bathed in the sunshine, he couldn't help but breathe in the fresh air.

The nurse picked a small yellow wild daisy and gave it to him.

He held it in his hand, and the blank world became more colorful. He smiled, and the confusion and uneasiness in his eyes dissipated a little.

Like a beginner, he muttered, "Lu...kas?"

This was the sentence the nurse said to him most often.

"That's right." The nurse read it to him clearly twice and called him: "Lukas." The nurse pointed at him: "Your name."

Even though he didn't understand, the nurse told him: "This means light and brightness. Your name has a good meaning."

Later, Lukas learned from the doctor and nurse that he had an accident and had surgery and lost his memory. He also got his ID from the doctor to confirm his identity.

After being discharged from the hospital, he found his home. His house was on a busy street. It was small but cozy. There was a smart white puppy waiting for him at home. The street outside the house was clean and beautiful, with all kinds of bright flowers planted on both sides. It was a peaceful and comfortable place.

He then sought help from the police and obtained detailed information about his immigration records. He learned that he was an orphan who immigrated here a few months ago. He also learned that he had opened a new coffee shop and would soon be officially open for business...

After piecing things together, he knew what kind of person he was, and he liked himself this way. Even though one of his arms had lost its function and he was disabled, he still loved life.

Soon his coffee shop officially opened.

Wen Li did not enter the store, but just sat outside and ordered a cup of black coffee.

The waiter brought the prepared coffee quickly.

Wen Li wore a baseball cap and looked at the bustling streets.

She quietly finished a cup of coffee and when she was about to leave, she looked back into the store. The boss was bending over with a smile on his face and talking to a customer. Although the communication was a little difficult, both parties were very happy.

The Xiasi dog followed behind the boss, wagging its tail.

Wen Li stood up and left, stepping into the crowd...