The next day, the two of them woke up early.
Seeing that the sky was still dark outside, they decided to not immediately get up.
It was the middle of December. Even if they got up, there was not much to do.
The weather was starting to get cold, and although the two of them didn't feel cold sleeping like this, Xue Yan still couldn't help but tuck Jiang Yue and himself in with a thick blanket.
"Xue Yan," Jiang Yue broke the silence, thinking about what happened last night. Her voice was very soft and gentle.
After all, the others at home were still asleep.
"Hmm?" Xue Yan's voice was also very soft.
"Since the transfer of superpower can make people lose their memories, do you think the original owner will recover his memories if the superpower is returned to the original owner?"
