Chapter 2 Don't You Remember Me?

Alexa Wilson's cheeks were cold. Just as she took a step forward, a gust of wind blew by her ears.

She watched as the shadowy figure that rushed out raised its long legs and swept across. The man in black flew through the air in an arc and landed with a bang.

In the darkness, the 1.9-meter-long man was agile and deadly.

In just three minutes, he subdued five strong men in black by himself.

As eye-catching as this epic group fight was, she was the first to notice the physical strain of his overburden.

"Don't move—" she quickly reminded, but after all, she took a step too late, Bentley Davila's long body swayed two steps, and fell straight to the ground.

Alexa Wilson stepped forward quickly, barely supporting him, but under the heavy pressure, her steps were unsteady, and with a bang, they both fell to the ground.

"Hiss..." She gasped, and at such a close distance, a strange cold fragrance entered her nostrils.

This smell is so familiar.

She looked slightly startled, and looked sideways at him. With the help of the stars and moonlight peeking out from behind the dark clouds, she finally saw him clearly.

His sharp eyebrows and eyes were firmly set, the eagle-like bridge of the nose set off the three-dimensional features, and the crimson lips were pursed into an extremely cool arc.

very nice.

"Didi, Didi." In the distance, the flashing ambulance sounded crisply.

She immediately came back to her senses and kept waving to the ambulance, "Here."

After some busy work, the medical staff was professional and steady, "Ma'am, won't you get in the car with us?"

Alexa Wilson thought for two seconds, stared at him deeply, and then looked down at the child's watch. It was already four o'clock in the morning.

No, we can't waste any more time.

"No, he will trouble you, goodbye." She had to collect the waste before the garbage truck arrived.

The unexpected incident did not affect Alexa Wilson's "career". She skillfully rushed to various garbage storage points and rummaged through them patiently.

Time flies, and after a while, she returned to her usual stop and placed the items that needed repairing in front of her.

The discarded rice cooker, a broken guitar, and a second-hand mobile phone with a broken screen.

She took out a screwdriver and a small wrench and carefully repaired it.

The white fish belly in the east is gradually turning red, and the bright morning sun is slowly rising. Alexa Wilson faced the rising sun, her half-closed eyes gleamed with a light and cool color.

"Ding, boom." She adjusted the guitar and plucked a few soft notes, her thoughts were filled with thoughts.

After staying here for a month, although she has adapted to the life of picking up trash, she still has amnesia. Except for the name, I don't know anything.

She continued to play with the strings, and her fair face was full of deepness.

After a while, when everything was repaired, she leaned against the cardboard box and wanted to squint for a while, when she suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

"Alexa!"

She looked over, and under the warm light, a woman in her twenties with black hair in a blue skirt came down from the white Mercedes.

Rich and luxurious cars, delicate beauties, blending in the dark garbage is very inconsistent.

"I finally found you, Alexa!" The woman opened her arms as if to hug her, but her eyes stopped at Alexa Wilson's overly messy clothes. All her expressions froze, her palms hung in the air, and she froze.

Alexa Wilson took a step back to distance herself, wondering, "Who are you?"

"I'm your sister Lucy Wilson, what's the matter with you? Don't you remember me?" Lucy Wilson looked surprised, and the worry between her brows was very sincere.

Alexa Wilson stared at her carefully, sister?

She has no memory at all, and no sense of family affection.

"Where's the evidence?" She looked Lucy Wilson up and down again.

Although she was poor, she was not stupid. It would not be wise to casually meet a strange woman.