Quick Wear: The Rescue Plan of the Male Supporting Actor of the Popular Cannon Fodder

Chapter 502: Saving the Jealous School Prince 57

"You..." Ling Yi was speechless for a moment when he felt the soft body crashing into his arms.

His arms, which had been hanging at his sides, were raised slightly stiffly, as if being pulled by invisible threads, and his whole body revealed an unnatural tension.

His hand hovered an inch away from Wen Yang's back, and his palm seemed to be able to feel the warmth coming from the soft body in his arms through the air.

He subconsciously wanted to gently let go of his hand, but his thoughts drifted away. He remembered Wen Yang's expression when he just listed the people he had a "previous relationship with", so his hand stopped as it was about to let go.

However, if he were asked to push Wen Yang away right now, he would not be able to do so. The greed in his heart was like a vine that tightly wrapped around him, making it impossible for him to be cruel.

The hand hanging in the air froze in place.

The short distance of one inch seemed like a chasm between the two of them.

Wen Yang calmed down, raised his head, and asked directly: "Ling Yi, you just warned me like that, was it because you remembered the past? Did you know that I would fall to my death in the bathroom?"

When Ling Yi heard this, his breathing obviously stagnated. It was as if his rationality was shattered in an instant by Wen Yang's words, and his originally deep eyes widened instantly.

He lowered his eyes and stared at Wen Yang blankly. After a while, he asked in disbelief, "You... also have those memories?"

At this moment, many things flashed through his mind like lightning, and all the doubts in his mind were resolved at this moment. It turned out that Wen Yang also had memories, so his attitude towards Xiang Chen had changed like that.

He didn't know about this before and thought that Wen Yang would still be addicted to the tug-of-war with Xiang Chen as before, so he secretly created a lot of obstacles between the two of them.

Now it seems that he was worrying too much...

When Wen Yang heard Ling Yi's answer, his heart was shocked. The trace of sadness that had remained because of the misunderstanding was instantly diluted by the joy brought by this good news.

She hugged Ling Yi tightly with all the strength she could muster, as if she was afraid that the person in front of her would disappear.

Wen Yang buried his head in Ling Yi's chest and nodded vigorously.

Feeling Ling Yi's steady and powerful heartbeat through the thin material of her pajamas, her body trembled unconsciously with excitement.

"I... I finally found you... 001... I thought you had forgotten all the memories of our love... I thought you would never remember them again..." Wen Yang's voice sounded low with tears in it, and the tears that flowed out uncontrollably left a small faint mark on Ling Yi's chest.

Ling Yi felt a wetness in his chest, and his heart instantly tightened.

Although he didn't know what the memories of their love were that Wen Yang had just talked about, his hand, which had been hesitant and didn't know where to put it, now fell naturally on Wen Yang's back, as if that was his instinctive home.

He held Wen Yang in his arms, then gently closed the door behind him.

The big, broad hand gently stroked Wen Yang's back, and he soothed her softly, "Don't cry, don't cry, your tears will blur your eyes and make it harder to see."

Wen Yang nodded with sobs, but it still took him a long time to break free from the surging waves of emotions.

Ling Yi looked at Wen Yang and smiled helplessly. Then he raised the corner of his sleeve and gently wiped away Wen Yang's tears.

The soft cloth brushed past gently, instantly taking away the moisture that had just lingered in the corners of Wen Yang's eyes.

Wen Yang raised his head, pounded Ling Yi's chest, and complained in a low voice: "Since you have memories, why didn't you tell me earlier! And... who told you to take the initiative to send me away for my own good? Do you know how sad I was when I saw you being stabbed..."

As Wen Yang spoke, his voice unconsciously became choked up again.

Ling Yi was completely confused by this. He remembered that he had died of old age and had not been stabbed.

So he said, "I do have memories of the past, but I don't seem to have any memory of being stabbed by anyone."

Wen Yang was stunned when she heard this. She was still a little immersed in her emotions, but after hearing Ling Yi's words, she seemed to suddenly realize something. After a while, she raised her eyes and asked hesitantly, "Do you remember Wen Xu?"

When Ling Yi heard the name, he frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head seriously, "I don't remember."

"What about Ji Yiyun?" Wen Yang asked.

Ling Yi thought about this name for a while, and then shook his head.

Just like that, Wen Yang reported the names of the fragments of each world in order, and all he got in response was Ling Yi's continuous shaking of his head.

"How could this happen... If I didn't have those memories, why would he be so good to me..." Wen Yang lowered his eyes and murmured in a low voice, as if asking Ling Yi, or also as if asking himself.

Although Ling Yi didn't understand the situation at the moment, he realized through Wen Yang's words that the memories Wen Yang had were different from his own.