Yun Xiao’s large eyes turned, and anger showed on his face. However, the words he let out lacked any deterrent power.
"Ai... Ai Xiang! Let me go. What are you doing!" Yun Xiao felt as if all the bones in his waist were about to shatter.
Yun Xiao’s face flushed to his neck, the strong heartbeat was clearly his own.
"I’m sorry, I should have recognized you earlier," Ai Xiang’s fingers tightly clasped Yun Xiao’s head. Her voice became hoarse with excitement.
Upon hearing this, Ai Xiang couldn’t help but feel angry, and her voice took on a reproachful tone, "Why have you completely forgotten me? I once said that I would return to find you, and then take you as my wife."
Yun Xiao carefully searched his memories and felt certain that he must have mistaken him for someone else.
At this thought, Yun Xiao’s mood instantly fell.
"I have never met you, you must have mistaken me for someone else." Yun Xiao tried to keep his tone gentle and indifferent, but the trembling in his heart couldn’t be concealed.
If she had met him, why wouldn’t she remember?
When would that have been?
"You really don’t remember me," Ai Xiang blinked, releasing Yun Xiao and letting her raise her head to look at him.
At this moment, in her eyes.
His face was full of excitement, even his eyelashes were tinged with tears.
"What should I remember?" Yun Xiao asked.
At this moment, Ai Xiang wished she could pry open her head to see exactly why she didn’t remember him at all?
"It should have been fourteen years ago, Daliang Mountain, Butterfly Orchid. Yun Xiao, if only you had even a bit of memory!" Ai Xiang clutched her hand tightly and wouldn’t let go.
By now, he could be sure that the person he was looking for was Yun Xiao.
If the birthmark on her back could change, then it would change with the phases of the moon. This might be related to her Ice ability.
That’s why her birthmark changed.
And the last time he saw her birthmark, it was the night of the full moon.
Yun Xiao’s head was topped with a big question mark!
Fourteen years ago, she was not even ten years old.
Back then, she couldn’t speak, and her memory was very vague.
She only remembered living with a wolf pack and being cared for by a blind grandfather; she didn’t remember anything else.
Yes, she also remembered the Butterfly Orchid.
Seeing her frown, Ai Xiang realized she had not recalled him yet.
He excitedly released her hand and then stepped back.
He walked to a spot ten steps away from Yun Xiao and looked at her with a gentle smile.
Afterward, he raised his hand and made a heart gesture toward him.
The noonday sun poured down on him; that white suit made him appear untainted by dust, as clean as Bai Yun.
His smile was warm, like the sunshine itself, reaching into the bottom of her heart.
Suddenly, the scene felt so familiar.
In her mind, a blurred memory suddenly surfaced.
When she was very young, out hunting, she had saved a boy much taller than herself.
After he woke up, he liked to follow her around.
He always spoke to her, but she could not understand a single word.
Later, when she took him out of the mountain, and just before he left, he made this gesture to her.
She thought his smile was beautiful, so she picked a Butterfly Orchid and gave it to him on the spot.
He must have been the first person willing to follow her.
When he was injured, she would treat him with herbs, pick wild fruit for him, fetch water for him to wash his face, and roast game for him.
Although she couldn’t speak, she understood all these wilderness survival skills.
Could it be that Ai Xiang was him?