Suddenly alert, Muyin clenched the quilt tightly and pursed her lips into a straight line. After thinking about it, she lifted the quilt and was about to walk out.
As soon as the curtain was opened, another tall figure was revealed behind the curtain. He was standing there in a purple robe, forming a very beautiful scenery. His eyes were very bright, as beautiful as stars, his thin lips, and the corners of his mouth.
The smile is very warm.
Dazzled by the light outside, Muyin squinted her eyes, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a spear at her waist. She touched the spear with her hand, and for some reason she felt a sense of security in her heart.
Pulling out the spear, she found that she was skillful in controlling it. Pointing the gun directly at the man's throat, Muyin said coldly: "Who are you?"
"Me?" He smiled lightly, full of charm, not afraid of Muyin's actions at all, "You really want to know that much?"
"Why do I feel like my mind is empty? I can't remember anything?" Muyin felt a little panicked, and Muyin felt like it was a mess, but couldn't find any reason.
who is she?
Who are they?
"Would you like to sit down and have a cup of tea?" Before Muyin could answer, he took a seat next to him. Next to him was a tea seat, with a faint scent of tea floating on it, permeating the air.
Not sure if he was being bewitched, Muyin lowered his spear, retracted it from his waist, and sat upright on the tea seat.
He poured her a cup of tea and placed it in front of her.
The aroma of the tea refreshed the spleen and made her feel at ease. Muyin took a sip and smacked her lips: "It seems a little sweet."
"But...it's sweet but not greasy, and leaves a fragrance on your lips and teeth." He continued to play with the tea set and poured Muyin a new cup of tea.
The woman who had previously opened the curtain to look for Muyin was now standing next to Muyin, unable to speak.
I don’t know how many drinks she drank before the emptiness in Muyin’s heart was filled. Sighing, she smiled bitterly: "You have delayed me for long enough, is it time to talk?"
"Your name is Muyin."
"Muyin?"
"Yes..." He smiled lowly, and the tea mist seemed to drift to his jade-like face, exuding a shallow layer of water droplets, like a dream.
"Then who is she?" Muyin asked, pointing to the woman standing next to him.
"Her name? - her name is Mu Hua."
Hearing this, Muhua's expression changed, fearing that Muyin would remember something. But after seeing Muyin's hesitant face with no special expression, she felt a little relaxed, but... she felt a little disappointed.
Muyin has used medicine to seal off her memory, so that no one can remember it. Even if Yuan Hongxi stood in front of her, he would probably only say "borrowed it".
"Muyin, Muhua." Muyin chewed on the two names repeatedly, covered his head, and asked him, "Why are the names so similar? What is our relationship?"
"You...are the best sisters."
"The best, sister." Muyin smiled and took Muhua's hand, "Then are you the elder sister or the younger sister."
"Of course, you are my sister." Mu Hua said this with a smile, and turned away when Mu Yin turned around, with a slight sadness on his face.
"In this case." Muyin touched his chin and pointed at him, "What about you? Who are you?"
"I... am your husband, Yi Xiangming"
"Husband?!" Muyin stood up suddenly and staggered in fright, "So I'm married?"
"Yes." A firm word.
Looking at Yi Xiangming's face, Muyin said thoughtfully, "Looking at you looking like this, I shouldn't be at a loss either. But...what happened to me? How come I don't remember anything?
