Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âMy name is Mo Jiangye, not Hey,â he said faintly.
â...â
Ye Erruo dared not say anything as she glared at him furiously.
She did not know if he was really sleepy or something was going on.
Very soon, Ye Erruo really fell asleep in his arms. She was not prepared at all as she lay in his embrace. She placed her hands in front of her like a child and slept soundly.
âYouâre still so adorable after losing your memory.â He chuckled.
That night, Mo Jiangye slept soundly. He had not had a good nightâs sleep ever since sheâd left.
At four or five in the morning, Mo Jiangye woke up from the pain.
His stomach was uncomfortable, so he woke up early. His arms were a little numb, but the person beside him was still sound asleep, so he did not move.
He stared at her delicate face longingly. Even though she had lost her memory, she still believed in him subconsciously. It was great.
At around seven oâclock, the lights were suddenly turned on again.
Ye Erruo, who felt uncomfortable under the lights, snuggled into his embrace again before burying her face in his arms and falling asleep once more.
However, after sleeping for a while, she suddenly opened her eyes as if she had thought of something.
âYouâre awake?â
Ye Erruo got up in shock.
She felt dumbstruck from sleeping. It had taken her a while to figure out this situation. She had really stayed with him the entire night. She had thought that was a dream.
âIs it daybreak?â She reached out and rubbed her eyes. She was not used to the bright lights above her head.
âYes.â
âCan you unlock the door outside? Can we go out now?â
Mo Jiangye fixed his gaze on her. âYes.â
âGet up then. Open the lock and weâll head out.â
Mo Jiangye furrowed his brows as he covered his stomach with his hands. His expression was a little ugly.
âWhatâs wrong? Are you feeling unwell?â
âYes, you werenât by my side previously. I missed you so much that I got sick.â
â...â
âTsk...â Mo Jiangye sucked in a deep breath and got up from the box.
âLetâs go. Iâll take you out.â
Ye Erruoâs peripheral vision seemed to be fixed on his stomach. Did he have gastritis? He had not eaten last night, although he had been peeling prawns for her...
âHelp me up.â Mo Jiangye pretended to be in pain.
Actually, it was not an act. He was really in pain, but he was not hurting to the point that he could not walk or endure the pain.
Ye Erruo hurried forward to support him. âIs it really painful?â
He spat out, âThe doctor said that I have early-stage stomach cancer. If you donât agree to be my girlfriend, it might turn into mid-stage or final-stage cancer.â
âWhat does this have to do with me?â Ye Erruo was furious.
He said pitifully, âI canât eat or drink well if youâre not by my side. I canât sleep well either. No one loves me or cares about me. I like to drink and smoke. If youâre not around, no one will help me quit smoking and drinking. Therefore, my stomach will gradually worsen.â
âYou!â
âDo you know, something Baby Ruo? Ever since you forgot about me, I havenât eaten for more than ten days. Every day, I rely on smoking and drinking.â
Ye Erruo was furious. âDo you want to die?â
Since he knew that he had gastritis, why would he make his body degrade so badly? Was he out of his mind? How could he harm his body?
He looked at her with a serious expression. âIâll die if youâre not by my side.â