You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Suddenly, in the midst of the severe pain, a scene crossed his mind. It was the target practice range, it was Joyce shooting, her shooting was unparalleled, and the result was 10.9 rings.

Although the scene only crossed his mind briefly, he saw it clearly this time. The person in the picture was indeed Joyce.

“You've been to the target practice range?" He asked suddenly. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of s early and in the highest quality.

"Oh, you mean the Felix family's target practice range? Yes, you took me there once. You took me to get my gun permit then. What, you can remember that?" Joyce asked.

She was surprised that Luther could remember such a thing. Perhaps seeing her shoot the air gun just now stimulated some deep memory in his brain. Could it be that by repeating what happened in the past, it could help him recover his memory?

"Only this one thing comes to mind. Can't think of the others.” Luther shook his head, his handsome face slightly distorted, and he looked still very painful. He could not remember much, but the headache was even more severe.

He rested his head on her shoulder, propped his forehead on one hand, and closed his eyes tightly.

“Don’t move, let me lean on your shoulder.”

His weight fell on her body and she stiffened, not moving again.

Night fell, and the sky was getting darker by the minute.

breeze blew in gusts, bringing the humidity

beach, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the falling curtain. Luther's headache

suddenly lighten, Joyce twisted her head around and asked

nodded

pointed to a glass house built on

walked together

there waiting for something, no one dared to eat anything without permission. After all, the boss had

they were half an hour late. Were they just waiting

don't wait for

hand gently and gestured for them to

"Thank you, President!"

shouted in unison, and then they all stood up

the group had prepared a seafood buffet for them, and they had the whole restaurant on the first floor with a distant sea view. There were hundreds of kinds of food — king crab, sashimi,

he could see the sea and the

Joyce and spoke lightly, "Get me some food and a glass of