Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me (The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me)

Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow and looked at him: "I'm sorry, I didn't kick you wrong, I just wanted to hit you in the face!"

Yao Heng covered his nose with his hand: "You..."

Wen Qiao had already turned around to follow Gu Xiao's footsteps.

Su Ying was so angry that she gritted her teeth: "Bandit, Wen Qiao, you are such a bandit!"

The other boys on the court were stunned: "This girl's legs are too strong."

"Yes, from our school? Let her join the women's football team."

"It seems to be from Yangyin."

"Yangyin? That's so cool! I want to tell the president of the football club."

"Brother, please wake up. She belongs to Yangyin, not to Fukai."

"Our three schools are together, and it has long been accepted that they are one, so there will be no problem."

Over there, Wen Qiao jogged for a while and caught up with Gu Xiao.

Gu Xiao's face was gloomy. He didn't understand why he wanted to save her? But when he saw the football crashing into her quickly, his body reacted faster than his brain.

He didn't like this reaction.

Wen Qiao called to him: "Gu Xiao, stop!"

Gu Xiao paused and Wen Qiao Lin said: "Go to the hospital for a check-up."

"I said I don't need it."

"You are a member of my club. There are still very important games in December. You can't have any problems with your body."

It seems that this is the only reason to take Gu Xiao to a nearby hospital for a check-up.

Gu Xiao went to take a X-ray, and the doctor confirmed that no bones were injured.

Wen Qiao leaned against the wall outside the clinic. Gu Xiao came out with the film and stopped him, "Are you okay?"

Gu Xiao said indifferently: "I told you it's okay."

It was the first time that he was escorted to the hospital by others. In a trance, it gave people the illusion that someone cared about him.

The two took the elevator and arrived at the small flower bed at the entrance of the outpatient department on the first floor. Wen Qiao hesitated and said, "I have something I want to ask you."

Gu Xiao looked back at her: "What?"

Wen Qiao lowered his eyes, considered it, and asked, "Why did you join the AF club?"

Gu Xiao's hand holding the film tightened, some suspicion flashed in his eyes, and then he said calmly: "Of course it's because I like playing games."

"Then why haven't you been to a club before?"

Gu Xiao put one hand in his trouser pocket, "Wen Qiao, what do you want to ask?"

Seeing his clear eyes, Wen Qiao knew how smart Gu Xiao was, so he didn't intend to be vague: "I found something, and I'm a little confused. Tell me the truth. Did you look like... ...Fu Nanli?"

The autumn wind swept the sycamore tree at the entrance of the hospital, choking Gu Xiao's throat. He felt a little pain in his chest as the autumn wind swept in as he breathed.

He had imagined many scenarios in which his true identity would be exposed. He thought he would be able to remain calm, but when Wen Qiao asked, there was still a brief blank in his mind.

Wen Qiao thought about the possibility for many minutes, thinking that Gu Xiao might not admit it. Until she brought the photo to him, he gave up resistance and had to admit it.

"Yes." There was indifference between his brows and eyes, and there was no trace of warmth in his eyes.

He answered so simply, so neatly, and so openly that Wen Qiao was stunned for a moment.

After a while, he answered: "So why do you look different now?"

Gu Xiao chuckled: "Why? Of course it's because I don't like that face."

He had plastic surgery not because he was worried about his identity being exposed, but because he really didn't like that face.