"Come on, spill it." Xie Ai tugged the other person onto the couch, taking a seat beside them and locking eyes. "What really happened in those forgotten memories?"
Yu Chen took a deep breath and began, "You remember when I was captured, don't you?"
Xie Ai nodded. For some reason, his heart was gripped with a trace of sadness that even flashed across his eyes after hearing those words. How could he not remember that day? He was woken up to such tragic news.
But after that day, everything remained blank. He didn't know how they ended up coming to their current situation. Since he had already come clean, he might as well ask what had happened all those weeks or months…
Xie Ai frowned. "How much time passed anyway?"
"Two years." Yu Chen finally started. "You begged the Emperor to let me go in exchange for my freedom. It was a good exchange, I must say."
