He looked at her, not saying a word.
"Hubby, what's wrong with you? Why are you looking at me like that? Everyone says that you're dead but you are obviously not. In that case, why didn't you come back to look for me in the past three months?"
"Oh, I understand. You... lost your memory, right? Look, fortunately, I was prepared. Let me show you this." Lu Ning thrust a red notebook into Zhihan's hand.
He opened the notebook and saw a photo. In the photo, she was leaning on his shoulder and smiling radiantly.
"Hubby, it's okay if you lost your memory. Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Lu Ning. I'm your wife. I'll treat you well in the future." she grabbed his hand and shook it symbolically.
Yin Zhihan raised his eyebrows, looking dignified. Although he still did not speak, his eyes were filled with love and tenderness.
...
Returning to the room, Lu Ning took a shower.
