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âWhat do they mean then?â Mu Xiaoxiao asked, grabbing onto his shirt.
Her little face looked tense.
She was really scared. What if she wasnât his Mu Xiaoxiao?
Yin Shaojie reached out to touch her cheek, as though he knew what she was afraid and worried about. He chuckled. âFoolish girl. How can you not be you? Youâre yourself, of course. Youâve only lost your memory.â
âButâ¦â She wanted to say that there were other possibilities. She couldnât even remember whether she was Mu Xiaoxiao. How could he be sure that she was Mu Xiaoxiao?
Mu Xiaoxiaoâs mind started to imagine nonsense again accidentally, and it got more absurd the more she thought.
Yin Shaojie knocked a curled index finger on her skull. âThere are no buts.â
Mu Xiaoxiao touched the place where he had knocked and pouted as she looked at him. âBut how are you so sure that Iâm Mu Xiaoxiao?â
Yin Shaojie couldnât help but laugh.
He reached out, and cupping her exquisite face in his hands, stared into her eyes earnestly.
âFoolish girl! How can I mistake my girl for someone else?â
Mu Xiaoxiao seemed to have been frozen as she looked back into his inky dark eyes.
This pair of dark eyes looked as dazzling as the stars in the sky, but also looked like a black hole that could suck someoneâs soul away.
Her nose twinged mysteriously.
âBut⦠Iâve lost my memory. What if I donât regain my memory and canât remember what happened in the past? I wonât know what we have experienced in the past. I donât want that to happen.â
Yin Shaojie laughed, and squished her soft cheeks into a weird shape mischievously.
Mu Xiaoxiao frowned. âIâm being serious here!â
âI was worried about this at the start too, but relax, you will remember. I promise.â He would help her regain her memory even if he exhausted all methods.
He wouldnât let her forget more than a decadeâs worth of memories together.
âYou promise?â Mu Xiaoxiao was, however, a little worried at his assuredness. âWhat⦠What if I canât remember anything? Will youâ¦â
His attitude seemed to show that he was very concerned whether she had remembered anything. What if she just couldnât remember? Then, their relationshipâ¦n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âSilly girl, stop thinking. There are no buts, got it?â Yin Shaojie shook her little face from left to right, as though he was trying to shake the bad thoughts from her little head out.
However, the more he insisted, the more anxious she got.
âStop shaking me. Iâm going to faint.â Finally, she couldnât take it anymore and pushed his hands away.
Yin Shaojie laughed as he reached over to unbuckle her seat belt for her. âAlright, we should get out of the car now. If we donât, the Student Union bunch will call to hurry us.â
âStudent Union? You were talking about the Student Union when you mentioned settling things?â
âYeah. Isnât it November now? There are a lot of activities in December that need my attention.â
Speaking of December, her birthday was coming up soon as well.
Yin Shaojie looked at her face, a little worried about whether she could regain her memory before her birthday.
Her seventeenth birthday would be the first birthday that they celebrated together as a couple, so he wanted to give her an unforgettable experience.
She would be eighteen the next yearâ¦
Yin Shaojie smirked. By then, he wouldnât need to plan anything. His mother would probably urge them to get married, right?