Before going to bed every night, Anruo would look for her past 'memories' in the room.
But the things here were so simple, with nothing else except some clothes and jewelry. She didn't know what was in other people's rooms, but she had come into contact with a lot of things recently, so she felt that her room was a bit monotonous.
It seems to be less casual and homey.
So far, she had found something on the tissue paper in the paper box and the fairy tale book on the desk. Then, it was gone.
An Ruo thought to herself that even if she lost her memory, she could still feel that something was wrong. There should be a lot of small things left in her bedroom.
For example, photos, diaries, notes, etc., but there are none of them, and they are too clean and strange.
But then again, maybe she used to be a very clean and rigid person?
In that case, her bedroom would have nothing but the necessities.
Forget it, I won’t look for it anymore. If you can’t restore your memory, you can’t restore your memory.
An Ruo turned off the light and went to sleep. Unexpectedly, in her dream that day, she dreamed of a strange man. He stood not far away and stared at her, his eyes very focused, as if full of infinite affection.
An Ruo also looked at him in her dream. She couldn't see his face clearly, but she could feel the emotion in his eyes. Xing Tian also looked at her like that, but she didn't feel her heartbeat when he looked at her.
But when the man in the dream looked at her like this, her heart was beating gently.
Who is he and why does he keep looking at her?
An Ruo couldn't ask him, the man stood still in the distance, and she followed suit. The two looked at each other from a distance. Even if they looked at each other like this for a lifetime, she didn't seem to hate him.
When An Ruo woke up in the morning, what she remembered most clearly was the look in the man's eyes in her dream.
He seemed to like her very much. Surprisingly, she didn't hate the feeling that he liked her...
Could it be that she knows other people?
While An Ruo was eating, she couldn't help but ask Xingtian: "Xingtian, besides you, do I know anyone else?"
"Of course." Xing Tian smiled naturally, "We used to have some acquaintances, but now we have no contact."
"Oh, there are both men and women?"
"kindness."
An Ruo wanted to ask him, is there any man among them who likes her?
However, she had better not ask such narcissistic questions. An Ruo buried her head in eating. The man opposite looked at her with an unclear look, and soon his eyes returned to normal.
After dinner, An Ruo suddenly asked to go to his bedroom to have a look. Xing Tian was naturally happy and accompanied her to visit.
Walking into his bedroom, An Ruo's first feeling was that of extraordinary taste. Unlike her room filled with women, Xingtian's room was not only masculine, but also had unique design and furniture, giving it a noble feeling.
An Ruo thought to herself that Xingtian is also the kind of person who looks very noble, so naturally he has good taste.
"Is this your desk?" she asked him as she walked to the desk.
"Well, occasionally I work in the bedroom." The man smiled.
An Ruo's eyes fell on a bookshelf behind the desk. There were many books on it, filling the bookshelf completely.
She went over to take out a book and flipped through it. While reading, she said: "There are many things in your room. There is nothing in my room. I have read it, and there is only a fairy tale book. Do I really dislike studying?"
