Chapter 344: Raiders Mr. Amnesia

She was wearing a wedding dress that was photographed, the envelope sent by Mr. A, and the dress this time... No matter which one, there are stars in the sky.
There was something in Wang Jing's mind about to come out, but a box on the bedside grabbed her attention, because there was a note on the box with only one sentence written on it: Give it to my favorite person.
She is very familiar with the handwriting, and it is exactly the same as the handwriting on the letters sent by Mr. A in the past.
She froze for a while, and walked over. The antique wooden box was lying there quietly. She just hesitated for a while, and then carefully opened the box. There was a piece of paper in the box.
Scenery opened the folded paper. On top of that paper was a design drawing of a wedding dress, but the lines of the drawing looked a little naive. It can be seen that the owner of the painting is still young, but all the necessary details have been drawn. She still remembers that the wedding dress she wore that day was the same as the design drawing, with a line in the lower right corner of the drawing:
This is my first design drawing. It is something I have treasured for many years. Now, I dedicate my most important things to you. From now on, you will be my most important treasure.
Sure enough, he...
The scenery put down the drawing, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw an hourglass in the box. The hourglass represents time, but all the quicksand lies on the bottom of the hourglass. Doesn't it mean that...time is gone?
"Don't..." A very weak voice came from the corner, "Don't touch the hourglass..."
The hand that Guangxi had just raised stopped. She turned around and saw the man in black who hadn't seen her for a long time lying in the corner of the wall. His body was nearly transparent. Through him, you could see the white wall.
"It's you..." She couldn't help taking a step back, the fear he left her was still there, even if he seemed to be now, it would soon disappear.
He saw her guard, and the corners of his pale lips were ironically hooked, perhaps mocking himself. He sat up leaning against the corner of the wall laboriously, and let out a faint breath, "Long time no see, seeing you alive, But it is really a happy and regretful thing."
"What do you mean?" After a pause, the scenery asked: "What's the matter with what you look like now...?"
"Don't you see, am I going to disappear?"
"Disappear...Don't be funny, how can a ghost like you disappear so easily?"
"You are so confident in me, I'm really happy." He seemed to smile really happily, "You stand so far away from me, and I'm struggling to speak, can't you get closer?"
After the scenery was in a daze, he subconsciously walked a few steps towards him, but it was still three steps away from him.
"Closer."
With an inexplicable mood, she walked in front of him, and he suddenly raised his hand, not knowing where he was, and took her hand, causing her to fall into his arms.
Feng Guang's first reaction was to withdraw from his arms, but he heard him say in a soft voice to her ear: "I'm going to disappear, let me hug you before I leave."
Somehow, she suddenly felt sad.
Seeing that she was no longer struggling, he kissed her left cheek happily again, "Shenzhen, you still have feelings for me after all."
"...Don't get me wrong, I just saw what you look like now and remembered the past An Yi." Yes, the former An Yi would also speak to her in such a distressing tone.