Yun Qiqi stirred the milk and sugar in her cup slowly, thinking that back then, she must have really, really liked him.
Otherwise, how else would she have agreed to an engagement.
It's just a pity that she can't remember anything now.
She wished she had those memories; just hearing the descriptions from Fan Xinglan and others, she could sense that it must have been a very beautiful memory.
After knowing she might be Yun Qiluo, Yun Qiqi had thought many times, what was that memory like.
And now, she wanted to know even more.
Yan Yan came out after showering and saw his Little Gua pondering life, with a deep expression on her fair little face.
Ever since she regained her memory and forgot about them, he always felt something was off about her.
Clearly, she should be an innocent young girl, yet her little face always carried a kind of lifeless indifference, like someone who had been through hardships.
