Jin Yao insisted on finding a secluded place to talk, and Chi Yu agreed.
After nearly half a year, the two stood face-to-face; though the place remained the same, everything else had changed.
Jin Yao seemed to want to say something, but words failed him.
Opening his mouth to speak, then closing it, he hesitated, while Chi Yu, watching him with a faint impatience in her brows, finally broke the silence. "What do you want to say to me?"
Jin Yao's gaze traced her features, noting her furrowed, elegant brows and the faint edge of impatience. He took a deep breath, seemingly trying to summon courage.
At last, he spoke. "I remember everything now."
All those past events he once tried to forget had returned to him in full.
Chi Yu, however, showed no reaction, merely murmuring "Oh," before meeting his gaze with cool detachment. "Anything else?"
Jin Yao's breath hitched.
