Wu Yang subconsciously turned around and saw Wen Zhan standing pitifully at the door with a pair of crutches and bandages on his head.

Although she and Yan Lang were innocent, the moment she saw Wen Zhan, she was still subconsciously far away from Yan Lang.

From Wen Zhan's point of view, Wu Yang and Yan Lang seemed to be talking intimately about something.

Combined with Wu Yang's strange attitude towards him just now, the anger in his heart surged up.

Then he sneered, took a deep look at Wu Yang, turned around, and walked back.

Wu Yang frowned. He took three steps and ran to his side. He reached out and supported him. "Why did you come out? You can't get out of bed yet. Hurry up and go back."

Seeing that Wu Yang had chosen him without any hesitation, Wen Zhan felt a little happy in his heart.

He caught a glimpse of Yan Lang, who was still standing not far away. As a man's instinct, he could clearly feel that the man clearly had some sort of undeserved affection for Little Wan.

However, in his impression, Little Wan had never seen such a person before. Where did this person come from?

"Yan Lang, I'll have to trouble you these few days. I'll take my men back to the ward first. There should still be something you need to deal with at the hospital. You can go and do your work first." Wu Yang turned to look at Yan Lang and hinted that he should leave first, so as not to affect Wen Zhan.

Yan Lang sighed slightly, but looking at Wu Yang's appearance, his heart ached and he was angry. He did not stay here and turned around to leave.

"Little Wan, shouldn't you explain it to me?" Wen Zhan intimately put his chin closer to Wu Yang's shoulder, and his gaze stayed where the man had just disappeared.

Wen Zhan's tone was a bit tasty. In a place where Wu Yang could not see, Wen Zhan's expression was frighteningly cold.

"Wen Zhan." Wu Yang's always beautiful face was somewhat unfamiliar and cold. She looked at Wen Zhan resolutely and decided to tell him the truth.

Wen Zhan gradually became silent. After being with Little Wan for so many years, he thought that he was very familiar with Little Wan's thoughts.

But for some reason, ever since he woke up, he felt that the person in front of him had completely changed. The love that had been watching him all along had disappeared, and even when facing him, he couldn't help but want to escape.

This caused Wen Zhan to panic endlessly. He had already lost his memories. If he wanted to lose even Wu Yang, then what was left of him? !

"I'm not Little Wan." Wu Yang's tone was serious, and his eyes were filled with intense struggle, "My name is Wu Yang."

She knew that Wen Zhan wouldn't be able to accept this, but there would always be a day when he would regain his memories. Even if he couldn't remember, as long as his sister's death lay between them, she wouldn't be able to convince herself to forgive Wen Zhan for what happened six years ago.

Wen Zhan knew that Wu Wan had a younger sister called Wu Yang, but she had never let him see her before. Therefore, when Wu Yang said this, his first thought was that Wu Yang had deliberately used his sister as an excuse to flee from him.

"… You're making me laugh, aren't you?" Wen Zhan suddenly wanted to laugh when he heard this. He had known her for so long, how could he not even know her name?

He concealed the sadness in his eyes and looked at Wu Yang with determination and sorrow.

Wu Yang must be joking with him. It must be …

Wen Zhan felt pain in his heart. He restrained the emotions in his eyes and closed his eyes, not daring to look directly at Wen Zhan.

Wen Zhan stared straight at Wu Yang for a long time, then took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice, "Little Wan is fine, Wu Yang is fine. The left and right are just synonymous. I only know that you are my woman."

Wu Yang's originally tightly clenched hand paused, but she didn't know how to continue. She stared at Wen Zhan with a complicated expression, her tightly closed lips trembling slightly.

The car accident he had a few years ago was indeed not serious, and he could even be discharged the next day.

However, a few days after he was discharged from the hospital, news of his sister Wu Wan's death arrived.

Wu Yang was struggling in his heart. Wen Zhan's memory lingered six years ago. Every word he said was bloodshot as he opened the scar on her heart.

"Little … Wu Yang, can you tell me what happened?" Wen Zhan's tone was still gentle as he reached out to touch Wu Yang's pale face.

When he saw the calendar in the ward, he already knew that it should be six years later from the time he thought it would be.

What was desperate was not that the memories of the past six years had disappeared, but that Wu Yang did not love him anymore.

Wen Zhan wished he could use up all his effort to recall what had happened. Even though the pain in his heart was comparable to being forcefully crushed by someone, he did not see Wu Yang's distant gaze make him sad.

Wu Yang looked at the reflection in Wen Zhan's eyes and realized that she was crying. Looking at the confused eyes in front of her, she paused. "Are you sure you want to know?"

"Is it about you?" Wen Zhan asked impatiently, his eyes filled with pleading.

In Wen Zhan's life, apart from Wu Yang, there was nothing more important than her. If it was about her, of course he wanted to know, but if it wasn't, there was no need for that.

Wu Yang nodded and lowered her eyelids. After a moment of brewing, she slowly said, "We've already broken up."

This sentence caused the expression of the originally gentle man to change drastically.

Wen Zhan's body suddenly shook. Obviously, he couldn't accept this fact. He loved Wu Yang so much, how could he break up with her? Even if it was Wu Yang who brought up the break-up, he would give up everything to retain her.

After a long time, Wen Zhan could barely accept this fact. He did not say anything and forced an ugly smile to the corner of his mouth. His other hand directly pulled the person in front of him with a hoarse and humble voice.

"You're lying to me, aren't you? How could we break up? If we broke up, how could you come here to take care of me?" This was the first time the dignified president of the Wen Clan had spoken in such a low voice.

The disbelief and pain in Wen Zhan's eyes made Wu Yang not dare to look straight at him. He then closed his eyes slightly and said in a trembling voice, "I don't believe you will leave me."

This sentence caused Wu Yang's heart to tremble violently.

Heh, she once said exactly the same thing as Wen Zhan.

They used to love each other, how could they be separated …

Wu Yang didn't want to think about this matter anymore. She pushed Wen Zhan away resolutely and stood upright, slowly withdrawing from his embrace.

Feeling that his embrace was empty, Wen Zhan felt panicked for the first time. He hurriedly tried to catch Wu Yang, but it was empty.

Because his movements were too large, the wound on his back had already been torn open again. Wen Zhan snorted in pain and staggered forward.

A trace of astonishment flashed through Wu Yang's eyes. She subconsciously supported Wen Zhan's arm, but she also gave the man a chance to seize her.

The next second, Wen Zhan accurately captured Wu Yang's lips.