No wonder she shouted that phrase to him in complete disappointment in the restroom that day, "Lu Niange, who am I to you, don’t you really know?"
At that instant, Lu Niange retrospectively understood everything.
He had forgotten her...
Then, he had mistaken Jian Chenxi for his girlfriend, and he had repeatedly done so much for Jian Chenxi, to her...
Most likely, at the bottom of her heart, she must have been utterly disappointed in him...
Sharp pangs rolled in waves at the bottom of his heart, as if they wanted to devour him whole, the pain was so intense, it eventually reached a climax, leaving him completely numb as he just sat there, unable to breathe, unable to move. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel_fіre.net
Until at last, he felt as if his entire body was frozen, a coldness penetrating his bones.
The her of the past... seeing him betray her physically with Jian Chenxi, perhaps there might have been a chance for her to "forgive" him.
But the her of now, wouldn’t leave him even the slightest bit of leeway, would she...
Tell her that he had lost his memory?
But what good would telling her do?
With what face could he face her?
He remembered promising to love her all his life, to make her the happiest girl in the whole world, but he had already started to stray even while he was still in love with her.
Actually, he and she shouldn’t be now.
He had lost his memory, he had regained his memory, and he could think of many sweet things; he clearly felt that he had loved Ling Momo, oh, no, maybe he still loved Ling Momo now, but the love he had for her before was a love with complete confidence, whereas now, every time he said he loved Ling Momo, it felt extremely hollow and without any confidence at all.
Yes... a man who betrays a woman, a man who hurts a woman for another woman, even if it’s an unintentional hurt out of necessity, from that moment on, he loses all right to speak of love.
Truly not entitled at all...
Lu Niange thought, Ling Momo must be a part of his life, an irreplaceable part, so even after he lost his memory, the moment he saw her, snippets of familiarity emerged.
Lu Niange thought, Ling Momo might never be a part of his life again in the future, but he knew, once he regained his memory, that he had the heart of the Lu Niange from before, and with that heart, he knew he would still do anything for Ling Momo.
Lu Niange thought, at this very moment, he truly experienced the sorrow that Ling Momo must have felt standing under his villa that day, saying goodbye to him, wondering why her voice sounded so miserable, so painful, it was genuinely painful, it was as if the two of them, who were once considered the only ones in each other’s lives, were suddenly saying goodbye, parting meant the hands that had struggled to hold on had to let go, and from now on, they would have to be like two strangers who had never met before, parting meant he would no longer have any right or entitlement to meddle in her future life, parting meant... Ling Momo and Lu Niange would no longer have the slightest connection...
Thinking , thinking, Lu Niange belatedly felt sad.
Feeling so miserable that at last, he suddenly leaned over the desk, tears starting to fall.
You say, why did fate allow him to remember everything, why didn’t fate simply make him forget everything for his whole life, then at least when he hurt her, he could have done it with justification!