“Before the exposed bloodlines on their bodies, Siniyan suddenly snapped back to reality and held the girl’s hand.
Ye Wanyan stared at her hand being held, filled with sorrow. ‘Ah Jiu, just tell me honestly, do you not love me anymore? Do you have someone else outside? Who is it?’
Siniyan: ‘…’
How could he not love her? She was the sole meaning and brightness in his desolate life.
Ye Wanyan continued, ‘I can’t believe I loved you so much, with all my heart and soul…’
Her words corroded his heart like poison, yet were coated in such sweet syrup that one would willingly consume…
After a long silence, Siniyan finally said, ‘Wanyan, I know you’re trying to recover your memories.’
Ye Wanyan’s expression froze, and her groggy mind became considerably clearer.
She hadn’t expected Siniyan to bring up a topic they had been deliberately avoiding for so long.
Siniyan knew…
‘The biggest regret of my life is forcing you that time at the Jin Garden. I’m sorry, I should have told you much earlier. Such a thing should have been beautiful and not happened in this situation.’ Siniyan’s tone was filled with sadness.
Ye Wanyan instinctively asked, ‘Not in this situation? When should it happen then?’
Siniyan struggled to speak, ‘If one day you recover your memories and still feel the same, that you… like me…’
Ye Wanyan’s face turned pale, ‘By that time, I’d already be cold in my grave, and the grass on top would be taller than my son!’
Siniyan: ‘…’
In fact, he had a backup antidote prepared by a doctor, recently successful. The doctor said if she took it, there was a ninety percent chance it would break the curse.
So, Siniyan said, ‘I have the antidote. You can take it now…’
Ye Wanyan, without hesitation, pushed him down onto the couch, her eyes shining, and planted a kiss on Siniyan’s face. ‘Really? Can I take the antidote now?’
Siniyan: ‘…’
What he meant wasn’t that kind of antidote…
However, Ye Wanyan didn’t want to hear his explanation. She quickly grabbed at his collar.
In this moment, Siniyan had too many concerns. After all, the curse was extremely dangerous, and he couldn’t risk her life.
Siniyan snapped back to his senses and was about to push the girl away when, suddenly, something flashed before his eyes. Something dropped from the girl’s neck, swaying in front of him…
It was…
He had noticed a red string around Ye Wanyan’s neck before, but the item hanging from it was obscured by her clothes. He didn’t know what it was.
However, due to her earlier movements, the object hanging from the red string fell down. Surprisingly, it was his cufflink!
That familiar obsidian cufflink, he couldn’t be mistaken. It was the one he had donated at the charity banquet.
Siniyan stared at the cufflink in disbelief, his throat dry. His previously cold blood suddenly heated up, boiling within him.
She intentionally threaded his cufflink onto the red string and wore it around her neck, showing how much she treasured it.
This realization made his heart race to the point of near numbness…”