These past few days, although she didn't say anything, she always seemed happy around him. But in reality... she probably wasn't happy at all.
Her husband didn't remember her at all, and even when he opened his eyes, he called out another woman's name and only remembered her. How could she possibly be happy about that?
He gently grasped her hand, as if afraid of being discovered. He applied very little pressure, and his movements were extremely cautious, not daring to make a sound that would wake her up.
His eyes rested quietly on her sleeping face, and in a very low voice, he said to the sleeping Qiaoxu, "I will remember you."
He saw Qiaoxu's slightly furrowed eyebrows slowly relax, as if she had heard his words.
Lu Moqing's mood also improved, and he smiled as he leaned against her side, holding her hand without letting go.
After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes again and glanced at the woman whose hand he was holding.
