"How...have you been doing these few days?"

Luohan didn't know why, he just wanted to ask if he was doing well... but his complexion was really bad, pale to the point of being translucent.

Qiyán stared at him blankly, taking a while to recover before forcing a smile at Luo Han, "So you can be discharged from the hospital... Is it alright for you to come to school now?"

Luohan remained expressionless as he glanced at the bruised circles under his eyes.

He... seems to be doing poorly, perhaps because he separated from himself.

Luohan's heart was adrift and perplexed as he came to this conclusion.

He was uncertain about his feelings towards the other person, because of his lack of memories. Everything was like a yellowed old photograph, ultimately sealed beneath layers of dust at the bottom of a box, forgotten by others.

For a while, Luo Han didn't reply. Qi Yan awkwardly glanced elsewhere, trying hard to find a topic to discuss, "Are you familiar with the school?"

"No, but it's easy to recognize."

"Oh, I see... It's okay, I'll get acquainted with it quickly by walking around more." Qi Yan walked stiffly to the desk and started organizing the scattered files on top. He kept talking, "These are all sorts of information regarding school management and student activities. We used to divide the tasks between the two of us, but then..."

Later on, after we were together, you took care of everything. I used to behave recklessly, and you just indulgently shook your head, effortlessly taking over all the documents...

Qi Yan did not say these words.

The pain of a choked throat made Qi Yan's throat ache, and the sourness at the tip of his nose caused him to suppress a breath forcefully. However, tears filled his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Qi Yan lifted his head, determined not to let tears stream down his face, only wanting to quickly escape from this place.

Behind him, Luohan's cold and desolate gaze remained fixed on Qi Yan. He saw through his forbearance, pain, and nostalgia, and inexplicably, his heart felt uneasy as well, yet he couldn't understand why.

After a moment, Qi Yan collected himself, turned around, and smiled at Luo Han, saying, "I have to go to class now, goodbye." With that, he walked towards the door.

After a few steps, Luohan's voice suddenly came through, halting his departing steps.

"How were we before?"

The cold voice is like the cool breeze that accompanies a summer night. No matter how fervent the daytime may be, it still sends shivers down one's spine at night.

Qi Yan halted his steps and lowered his gaze, asking, "Is it useful to inquire about these things?"

"Just wanted to know."

"How do you want me to answer then?" Qi Yan laughed self-deprecatingly, "I can't say for sure, you would doubt and question; I say it's great, but then you won't remember anything."

"Luohan, I'm sorry."

"This apology is because I wasn't by your side when you got hurt."

"If I could, I would be willing to bear this pain for you."

"But remember, I don't owe you anything."

"You seem to have no impression of me, as if you've ripped my heart out with thousands of cuts, yet you nonchalantly ask me how I feel."

"From the very beginning, I came out of the closet. It would not be you, it would be someone else."

"Forgetting you is just a matter of time."

"It will...hurt me to the point of death."

...

Qi Yan left without even looking back, leaving Luo Han with a slender and lonely figure.

With wide eyes full of shock, Luo Han's soul was roaring. A kind of inexplicable emotional turmoil that made one feel like crying lingered in his heart. It seemed like something had exploded in a blank space, but when he tried to investigate, it disappeared without a trace.

The phrase "你要失去他了" filled his mind.

Luohan suddenly covered his head, once again in so much pain that it seemed unbearable.

A blurred figure appeared in the midst of chaos. Everything about him, his gentle and refined appearance, his coquettish and aggrieved manner, all emerged one by one.

However, that person's face was nowhere to be found.

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Qiyu + Luo Han Short Theater:

Luohan: Your complexion looks so bad, you must be missing me, right?

Qi Yan: Haha, you're overthinking it. That's what happens when you watch too much adult content.

Luohan: [squinting] What did you say?

Qi Yan: In order to create an effect, I forced myself to play on the computer for two days and two nights! I'll settle this account with you after you recover your memory!

Luo Han: [grinning evilly, pulling her waist closer] How about I make it up to you for two days and two nights?

QI Yan: You triumph! You dirty scoundrel!