"How did you get lost? Where did you get lost?" Dai Yuan asked anxiously.
Shiro frowned.
Dai Yuan realized this time that she was too abrupt, and such questioning would only make him resent her...
I just want you to know who you are as soon as possible, and to reunite with me, I have nothing else to ask for... But I can only keep these words in my heart.
This is retribution...I hurt you so cruelly back then...and now you've hurt me again...Love, no matter what world it is in, is always fair.
Then I, Dai Yuan, admit it. I really admit it.
…
"A piece of grass." Shiro said only these words.
Dai Yuan suppressed her curiosity and did not ask further questions.
She already felt that Yin Meng was wary of her.
As soon as he entered the door, he hugged him, cried and screamed, and even kissed him... If it were him, and someone suddenly called him his lover, he would probably not have a good impression of himself.
It seems that sometimes you have to be patient.
Yin Meng looked at Dai Yuan. The flowers in her hand had changed several times, but she was still picking them off half by half...
He seemed to want to say something, and Dai Yuan hinted with her eyes that he could say whatever he wanted.
In fact, she most wanted to hear him say, haha, I was kidding you... I was fooled, who made you abandon me in the first place...
That's impossible, Dai Yuan understands.
"Actually, I have no memory of before I got lost," Shiro said.
He has indeed lost his memory... Dai Yuan thought to herself.
But why does a good person lose his memory? What does he mean by being lost...
There were so many things that Dai Yuan needed to understand and clarify. For a while, she didn’t have a clue and didn’t know where to start.
All I know is that you can't force it, otherwise it will be counterproductive.
It seems that I have to stay here for a while. I want to find out the reason for Yinmeng's amnesia and think of ways to help him recover his memory. It would be great if Luota is here, maybe he can find a way.
"I always feel like I've lost something important in my heart, but I can't remember what it is." Yin Meng faced the window, as if talking to himself or telling Dai Yuan.
Fortunately, you still have me in your heart, so maybe I am the one who is lost.
Dai Yuan is not sure whether she is being sentimental, but she would rather believe that it is herself.