"Brother Xi, have you really forgotten Yuan?"
She looked at him, her hoarse voice trembling, as silent tears rolled down.
Mo Chuxi watched her, unmoved.
The woman's emotions were more intense than before, and her tears flowed even more.
"Brother Xi, I really am Yuan, I didn't die, I've come back!"
She cried, even grabbing Mo Chuxi's arm in her excitement, and Mo Chuxi didn't push her away.
He just seemed to look at the woman in front of him in a daze.
"Brother Xi, Yuan still remembers, you like to eat peaches, love gummy candies. In spring, Brother Xi would take Yuan to fly kites, and we would chase butterflies on the grass."
"Brother Xi said Yuan's eyes are very bright, like stars, so dazzling and twinkling. You said I'm the cutest girl in the world, and that's why Brother Xi wants to marry the cutest Yuan."
