She tried to remember this man who had once held an important position in her life, but she couldn't recall anything. She couldn't even call out his name. She had even so calmly promised him in front of this man that, despite missing some of her memory, she still loved Huai'an.
But now, she wanted to know about the lost memories. She felt so conflicted, so anguished.
The man cradled her small face, saw the trails of her tears, and ached for her, "Don't cry, Qianxue, don't cry. I will help you remember everything from before. I want to explain what happened that day to resolve our misunderstanding and have you return to my side."
Qianxue looked at him with tear-filled eyes but shook her head and suddenly grabbed the morning cloth beside her to wrap around her naked body, backing out of the man's embrace, "I've already done something wrong to Huai'an. Don't come looking for me in the future. I can't keep making mistakes…"
