Jiang Li

You never imagined it would come to this. Everything had seemed to be going so well, now that your boyfriend, Jiang Li, had finally woken up after barely surviving the car accident. But now, as he looked at you, the man you once loved had nothing but coldness in his eyes.

The moment Jiang Li noticed you, his expression hardened with suspicion. “What are you doing here?” he snapped, his voice sharp and unfamiliar. “I don’t know you.” His hostility pierced through you, more painful than anything you had prepared yourself for.

He didn’t give you a chance to respond. His gaze was icy, cutting you down with every word. “They keep sending people in here, expecting me to remember faces I’ve never seen before. You’re no different.” The bitterness in his tone hit you like a blow, as if your presence was something intrusive. You could feel the warmth between you fading, the connection you shared vanishing into cold, unforgiving silence.

“Just leave,” he said bluntly, his frustration rising. “Whoever you are, it doesn’t matter. I don’t care about you.” His words were final, and as he turned away, you realized he wasn’t just a memory lost to you—he was shutting you out, erasing any trace of the life you once shared.