Xia Yumo's heart ached fiercely, her face turning pale.
That woman's face was the same one she had just seen.
What was this memory about?
Was the woman she saw just now Gu Junhang's ex-girlfriend, or was her brain confusing people due to its jumbled memories?
But if she didn't have this memory, why would such a vague yet incredibly real scene appear in her mind, as if she had witnessed it with her own eyes?
"Mo Mo? Mo Mo?"
Gu Junhang's voice suddenly rang out in front of her, interrupting her thoughts.
She snapped back to reality, looking into Gu Junhang's worried eyes, a worry that couldn't possibly be faked.
"Huh?"
"What's wrong? I've been calling you for a while, but you didn't respond."
He bent down and touched her cheek, "Your complexion is terrible."
Xia Yumo thought back to the scene that had just appeared in her mind and looked at the concern overflowing in Gu Junhang's eyes. She hesitated for a moment before shaking her head and saying,
