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Yin Shaojie stared at her for a few seconds, frowning. he then hugged her and said, âXiaoxiao, whatâs wrong? Stop fooling around.â
His grip was a little tight, and Mu Xiaoxiao struggled uncomfortably. âStop fooling around? I really donât know who you are. Do I know you?â
Yin Shaojie met her gaze. It didnât feel like she was joking with him, and he felt stunned.
She had⦠lost her memory?
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He put a serious expression and warned her strictly, âMu Xiaoxiao, youâre not allowed to joke around like this, you hear?â
âIâm not joking. Youâre hurting me. Can you let go? Can we talk civilly?â Mu Xiaoxiao glared at him with displeasure, moving her shoulders to try to shake him off.
Yin Shaojie calmed himself down. Upon seeing how she was frowning in discomfort, he realized that he was using too much force and released her hurriedly.
He was a little confused. Pointing to himself, he asked her, âDo you really not know who I am? You donât remember who I am?â
Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head. Her dark eyes were a little misty as she said, âI⦠really donât remember. I canât remember.â
âItâs okay, weâll think about it slowly. Look at me really, really earnestly. Youâll remember slowly, alright? Weâll take this slowly.â Yin Shaojie held her hand lightly, his magnetic voice pacifying her gently.
Perhaps it was because his placation was working, or that his voice was very pleasant to listen to, Mu Xiaoxiao met his eyes calmly.
She listened to him and looked into his handsome face, trying to search for an answer there.
Even though she still couldnât think of anything, she was involuntarily mesmerized by his gorgeous features.
How could there exist such a handsome boy in this world?
His features were prominent and attractive with no traces of flaws. His eyes were as black as the galaxy, which made her feel like she was falling into them.
Mu Xiaoxiao stared at him in awe unblinkingly.
After quite a while, his low voice called out softly, âXiaoxiao?â
Mu Xiaoxiao returned to her senses before realizing that she had been staring at him, and her ears warmed up.
âDo you still not remember?â Yin Shaojie could already guess from her expression.
Originally, he thought that the injury to her brain had disordered her mind for a while, which made her unable to recall who he was.
Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head and looked at him apologetically. âSorry, I really donât rememberâ¦â
âWhat else do you remember, then? Anyone or anything will do so long as you remember something,â Yin Shaojie said gently, as though he was afraid of scaring her.
Mu Xiaoxiao thought for a while, her face scrunched up like a dumpling. Shaking her head, she said, âI canât⦠I canât remember anything⦠My brain feels empty, and I canât even recall my own name. What did you call me just now? Xiaoxiao? Is that my name?â
Yin Shaojie inhaled deeply to calm himself down.
âYeah, youâre called Xiaoxiao, Mu Xiaoxiao. Itâs okay, donât be scared. Just try to remember slowly if you canât recall anything.â
He pressed the call button on the headboard of the bed as he spoke.
âCan you tell me something, then? Who are you? Whatâs our relationship?â Mu Xiaoxiao asked, puzzled.
She looked into his eyes. She was no longer unnerved.
Even though she couldnât recall who he was, her instincts told her that he was someone who would never hurt her.