Startled by hearing about something which she had no memory of Xiaomin asked Weimo, "Are you sure about it?"
"About what?" Weimo was unsure about what she was cross questioning him.
"About the fact that I used to write diaries."asked Xiaomin with her eyes filled with hope.
Smiling Weimo showed her a picture that she had posted once on her social handle. That image had her along with all her diaries laid out and she had openly expressed her love for writing and maintaining track of thing's.
Xiaomin kept on wondering, 'How is it possible ? Weimo says I used to write and maintain a diary. But apparently, I have no such memory. The image also looks true and this house, we had already moved out of here. "
Confused Xiaomin face turned pale. Unable to understand what was the problem Weimo asked her again, "What happened minmin?"
Hugging Weimo, she sniffed his scent and calmed herself down. "Weimo, I don't have any such memory. Infact I can't remember myself writing anything such ever."
Passing his finger's through Xiaomin's hairs Weimo suggested, "Probably when you came back to life, you might have lost some of your memories."
"I spoke with joy, he say's it is not at all possible. Till date it has never happened." Xiaomin said weimo that, she had already thought about this and it was not the case.
"Weimo, what did you read in the diary then?" asked Xiaomin after some time.
Weimo hesitated for some time and finally spoke, "I read that you had a crush on me since year's and how you were angry about me going out alone leaving you."
Releasing herself from his arm's Xiaomin looked straight into Weimo's eyes to find if he was joking, "Weimo, Don't joke. Tell me the truth, ok?"
Awkwardly laughing with confusion evident on his face, Weimo answered again, "I am not joking. I actually read that. It was also one of the reason that, I thought you would be happy in getting married to me. But, you seemed little detached."
Unable to figure out how everything was getting complicated, Xiaomin's thoughts were all messy. Taking a deep breath she leaned on the head board. Closing her eyes she started analyzing a few things.
'Weimo says, he read that I had a crush on him since long ago. My memory say's we were nothing more than friends ever. Weimo says I had a habit of writing diary. My memory has no such ideas. Weimo says he called me little thief, but I cant remember anything as such.
Apart from what I have figured out there are many such thing's that I am unable to fit in. If as weimo says, I had loved him since long than what happened which made me repulse this marriage? Even in this marriage, why was I attracted to Weimo. The only thing I knew is when I was killed, I was already in love with him.
How can this be possible? If I have never loved him then, there should be somethings that made me fall for him. If I loved him since long then, why did I repulse marriage? On top of that even if I hated him then what was the reason? Things are just getting complicated instead of getting solved.'