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If his heart still belongs to him, even if he loses his memory, he will instinctively like her, right?

If this is really the case, it’s going to be a headache.

She still has to work hard to make him fall in love with her again.

After a few more sleepless nights, Lin Xinlan decided to take the initiative and approach him.

Rong Shaoze lay down beside her, and she turned over to get closer to him, reaching out to hold his waist.

The man’s body stiffened slightly, obviously unaccustomed to her intimacy.

"Not asleep yet?" he asked her softly, his voice lacking much inflection and emotion.

For the past few days, he had been waiting for her to fall asleep before coming to bed.

Actually, she hadn’t been asleep at all; she only slept at ease after he lay down.

Lin Xinlan ignored his body’s rejection and held him tightly, saying in a muffled voice, "Rong Shaoze, what are you afraid of?"

The man was silent for a while before he understood what she was asking.

"I’m not afraid of anything," he said coolly.

"Then why have you been avoiding me? Are you afraid of me?"

"I’m not afraid of you."

"But you are avoiding me." He was not averse to Xiaocong’s closeness, yet he kept a certain distance from her, as if he was afraid she would cling to him.

Rong Shaoze lowered his eyes, looking at the top of her head, and took her hand. Lin Xinlan felt a surge of joy.

But he firmly, and slowly, pulled her hand away.

Lin Xinlan looked up in shock, her dark, sorrowful eyes fixed on him.

He moved her aside a bit, trying to say, "I’m not avoiding you; I just don’t know how to interact with you.

Since you can see it, I’ll be honest with you.

I have no impression of you and no feelings between us as husband and wife.

.. If it were you, would you be a spouse to someone you’re not familiar with?

If we were just friends, maybe we could gradually adapt, but being a couple requires love. "

Lin Xinlan’s face turned pale, her eyes filled with deep pain.

Does he mean he has no feelings for her at all?

Once, their love was so profound. Why did it disappear just like that?

Lin Xinlan sat up, her eyes slightly red: "How long will it take for you to accept me, to like me?"

Rong Shaoze pressed his lips and said blandly, "Feelings can’t be forced, and I can’t give you a definite answer."

Lin Xinlan lifted her head, a tear sliding down her cheek: "You promised me you would love me forever, never forget me for a lifetime. But now... you still forgot your promise."

The man’s eyes were dark and deep, "I’m sorry."

He wouldn’t say sorry to anyone else, but he knew he truly owed her an apology.

However, to her, his apology felt exceptionally harsh to the ear.

Lin Xinlan suddenly felt a sense of helpless sorrow.

She thought of Du Ruoxin.

Back then Rong Shaoze said he didn’t like her when he didn’t like her, the feeling she had then should be the same as hers now, extremely painful, right?

What you want, you can’t get.

In her heart, she deeply desired his love, but he just wouldn’t give it to her. This made her feel unbearably distraught.

Lin Xinlan took a deep breath, smiling faintly: "It’s okay, you just lost your memory, you forgot me, it’s not your fault. But I will wait for the day you remember me, no matter how long it takes, I will wait."

Because he is worth waiting a lifetime for.

She also promised him that no matter what happens, she would never leave him.

So she will keep her word, even if he doesn’t love her anymore, she won’t leave him.

Rong Shaoze’s eyes flickered slightly, pressing his lips silently.