"Drink water!" Mo Ran placed the water glass on the table, cutting off his ongoing words.
The man raised his eyebrows but didn’t continue.
"This is my glass, isn’t it?" Holding the glass, the smile at the corner of his mouth grew deeper.
Back then, Mo Ran had cornered him in the parking lot, showing him many things he had used before.
At that time, he thought she was a super boring freak, but now, he found her keeping his belongings to be a very wise and correct action.
After taking a sip of water, Gu Yixuan placed the water glass on the table and leaned toward Mo Ran, propping his arm behind her.
His face was very close to hers, Mo Ran didn’t move, quietly watching him.
As soon as Gu Yixuan spoke, a burst of fresh mint scent filled Mo Ran’s mouth and nose.
"Do you know why I came to find you today?"
"I don’t know." She pretended not to know, actually she wasn’t sure either.
Gu Yixuan chuckled lightly, with a clearly discernible smile in his eyes, and a touch of tenderness that couldn’t be ignored.
"Do you know who I hate the most? It’s those who affect my mood, my thinking, my heartbeat. Mo Ran, unfortunately, you’ve become that kind of person."
Mo Ran held her breath, staring at him without blinking. She felt happiness was within reach, her heart was about to leap out of her throat, yet her expression remained very calm. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NovelHub(.)net
Gu Yixuan’s eyes grew darker, and his other hand caressed her face, "Ranran, let’s start over."
Without a single confession, but the message he conveyed was already clear enough.
Mo Ran knew his temper; the him from before never said ’I love you,’ always uttering it on the verge of death.
The him now, though he had lost his memory, still retained his nature.
"Gu Yixuan, do you love me?" she asked softly.
Impatience and awkwardness flashed in the man’s eyes, "Why are you asking so many questions? Don’t you love me? Don’t you want to be with me? I want to be with you now; you should be grateful and moved."
If he had said that to her before, she would have certainly misunderstood. Not anymore; she understood him, knew him, she wouldn’t misunderstand him again.
Mo Ran shifted her gaze, pretending to speak indifferently: "Did I say I wanted to be with you? I just want you to recover your memory, I never said I wanted to rekindle an old flame with you."
"What did you say?!" Gu Yixuan forcefully turned her body, his lips curving into a rebellious arc.