When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead

“Who are you?”

The cold and emotionless voice was so abrupt in the chaotic room that it reverberated in the room and dropped a boulder in everyone’s heart.

“… Xiao Han?”

Mother Luo’s beautiful eyes that were filled with tears suddenly widened, and she called her son softly in disbelief.

Luo Han looked indifferently at the beautiful woman holding him and denied suspiciously: “Who is Xiao Han?”

As the words fell, mother Luo covered her mouth and staggered back a few steps only to stop when she hit father Luo’s body.

“Han!” Qi Yan took a step forward and said with a deep shock in his voice: “Don’t you remember?””

Luo Han frowned at him, trying hard to recall the appearance of the three in front of him, but it was blank.

“Hiss–!” There’s a sudden pain in his temples; Luo Han held his head that was about to explode and slammed it against the wall fiercely!

“Han!” Qi Yan yelled. He quickly rushed over to hug him, panicked but muttered in a low voice without mistake: “Don’t think about it, don’t think about it. If you say we don’t know each other then we don’t. Don’t think about it…”

The gentle whisper flowed into Luo Han’s heart like a sweet spring and slowly calmed his piercing pain. He closed his eyes and leaned in Qi Yan’s arms like that without resisting.

Qi Yan’s eyes were full of complexity when he looked at him. In just a few days, Luo Han had become too thin.

He raised his head and whispered softly to father Luo and mother Luo who still hadn’t calmed down: “Uncle and aunt, you… should find a doctor to understand the situation first. I’ll stay here.”

“But…” Mother Luo wanted to say something else but was stopped by father Luo. He nodded at Qi Yan, his aged face was full of sincerity: “Xiao Yan, we’ll be bothering you for the time being.””

“It’s okay, uncle…” After a pause, he lowered his head and looked at Luo Han who closed his eyes tightly, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes: “He is my best friend, this is what I should do.”

Father Luo didn’t speak anymore and walked out of the ward holding mother Luo who was crying silently.

The moment they left; Luo Han opened his eyes. His black and white pupils looked at Qi Yan without blinking, there’s doubts and puzzlement in them.

“Who are you?”

This was the first thing Luo Han said to Qi Yan after he disappeared. For Qi Yan, it was too heartless.

There were a lot of things he wanted to say. His lips trembled, his words were shuttled in his mind without a trace of order, and he couldn’t form a complete sentence.

“Who are you?”

Luo Han repeated it again.

Qi Yan pursed his lips, his face pale: “You really don’t remember me?”

Luo Han ignored his words and changed the question, “What’s your name?”

Qi Yan took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound normal: “Qi Yan, my name is Qi Yan.”

“What’s my name?”

“Luo Han. Goddess Luoshen’s ‘Luo’ and the cold’s ‘Han’.”

“Who were those two people just now?”

“Your parents. They love you very much.”

“How old am I?”

“Eighteen.”

“How about you.”

“Also eighteen, five months younger than you.”

……

The two of them were like this, asking and answering question like children.

Qi Yan looked at Luo Han tenderly, but in Luo Han’s eyes Qi Yan was just a stranger.

Questions were asked one by one, and finally Luo Han put his head on Qi Yan’s thigh and looked straight at him.

“What is our relationship?”

It seemed that Qi Yan didn’t expect Luo Han to ask this question suddenly and he was taken aback for a moment.

The two boys would not be suspected of having any strange relationship if there was nothing unusual about them, let alone to Luo Han who has amnesia.……

But he just asked.

At that moment, Qi Yan thought he remembered something, but facing his still confused eyes, Qi Yan suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.

In the next second, Qi Yan leaned over and pressed his slightly trembling lips on Luo Han’s lips accurately.

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