"Are you saying that what we had was just a game?!"
Mo Ran sensed something was off, grabbed his arm urgently, and asked, "Do you really not remember me? Don’t you remember anything about our past?"
Gu Yixuan glanced at her hand, his brows slightly furrowed.
He didn’t like others touching him, but her touch didn’t annoy him, which he found strange.
"You’re right, I don’t remember who you are."
Without a trace, he removed her hand and took out a cheque, signed it, and handed it to her.
"Here’s five hundred thousand. Whatever your goal is, don’t come bother me anymore." Considering he didn’t dislike her, he thought it kind to give her some money.
"Do you really not remember me?" Mo Ran stared at him incredulously, her eyes reddening, tears falling without warning.
"How can you not remember... You promised to never let go of me, to never give up on me... Since the car accident, I’ve been waiting for you to show up. I’ve been waiting so long for your return, to be with you for a lifetime, and now you’ve forgotten me... Gu Yixuan, is this your punishment for me? Are you punishing me for hurting you in the past? Let me tell you, you’ve achieved your objective, you’ve already punished me. Can you please pretend to know me?!"
Mo Ran crouched on the ground, crying her heart out. She truly hadn’t expected this to be the end.
All the hopes of these days, all her fantasies, shattered.
He didn’t recognize her anymore; how were they going to be together?
His love for her no longer existed; what did all her persistence amount to, what did her love even mean?
Gu Yixuan was a man who liked things to be straightforward. If he couldn’t get rid of a woman, he would mercilessly crush her hopes.
But today, seeing Mo Ran so heartbroken, he found it impossible to deal with her with his usual indifference.
Her emotions didn’t seem fake. Had they truly been in love before?
But he had no recollection of it at all.
Crouching down, he handed her a handkerchief, saying indifferently, "I really don’t remember you, sorry."
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Mo Ran lifted her tear-stained face, glanced at the handkerchief he had offered, and suddenly threw herself into his arms, clinging to him tightly.
"Gu Yixuan, I’m Mo Ran, the Mo Ran you liked. Do you really not remember? Think carefully, and you will surely remember me."