Mo Ran smiled sweetly, "We can talk about those things later."
Finally, she could return to the villa in Banshan Garden. Mo Ran would wake up from her dreams at night, smiling.
The next day, after she had packed her luggage, Gu Yixuan came to pick her up in his Ferrari.
Mo Yan helped her load the luggage into the car, then pulled her aside and instructed, "If he bullies you again, you come back, okay?"
"I know." Mo Ran thought to herself that Gu Yixuan wouldn’t bully her again, would he?
"Also, if he gets back together with that Gao Zhenzhen, then you should give up on him, and don’t ever love him again."
Mo Ran found it a bit funny, "Sister, don’t worry, he won’t do that."
"Hmph, you can never be sure with men..."
"Beep—Beep—" The sudden blare of the horn interrupted Mo Yan.
"Sis, he’s hurrying me, I’m off now, goodbye." Mo Ran waved to her and ran towards the car.
"What did your sister tell you?" Gu Yixuan asked carelessly as he hit the gas pedal.
"Nothing much, just to take good care of myself."
"Don’t worry, I’ll take very good care of you."
Mo Ran looked at his chiseled profile and just smiled faintly.
She was wearing a pair of black pencil pants today, her long legs bent. Her hand propped on her chin as she looked out of the car window.
Gu Yixuan glanced at her and took hold of her hand.
"Ranran, I will try hard to remember our past," he said, his words almost like a promise.
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She pulled a cassette tape from her bag and handed it to him, "This has all my recordings. I’ve spoken about everything that happened between us and recorded it here. Listen when you have time; it might help you regain your memory."
"Okay, I’ll listen to it carefully," Gu Yixuan said as he glanced at the tape and placed it into the glove compartment.
Back at the villa, it was the grandmother who opened the door for them.
Seeing her, Mo Ran was somewhat excited, "Grandma, it’s been so long, how have you been?"
"Good, I’m doing well," the grandmother couldn’t stop smiling, "Sir, Miss Mo, please come in. I’ve made food, and dinner will be ready soon."
Carrying the luggage up to the master bedroom on the second floor, Mo Ran looked at everything familiar within and felt a bit dazed.
She thought she could never return here again.
Yet, here was another chance to come back.