Mu Zisu was stunned for a long while before he suddenly gave a desolate smile. "If the price of bringing her back is to trade life for life, I am willing..." Besides, she forgot about him... At least she still knows his name is Yaoyao, doesn't she? He is still in her memory; what she forgot is not him but the love between them...
Na Ersi's eyes suddenly twisted with complication as he realized that he loved Xiaoxiao even more deeply than he had thought.
Na Ersi led Mu Zisu to the octagonal pavilion in the garden where flowers bloomed in profusion, resplendent and splendid. A breeze blew, wafting the fragrance of flowers everywhere.
Na Ersi sat down and poured a cup of tea for Mu Zisu first. "I can tell you anything you want to know..." Na Ersi thought it would be fairer to tell him everything.
Mu Zisu shook his head: "No need..." As long as he saw her safe and sound, nothing else mattered to him.
Na Ersi, feeling helpless, said, "Fine..."
