When Si Youli returned to the ward again, he saw Yu Yan, a sick beauty with a confused, doubtful and worried look on her face.

Since she woke up, although she remained silent occasionally, she had never been like this before, with a confused look on her face and a slight frown between her brows, as if something was bothering her.

Loneliness lingered all over his body, and Si Youli frowned subconsciously. He didn't like Yu Yan like this. It seemed that she was only living in her own world, and he didn't even have the right to peek into her.

He strode over and sat down beside her, holding her hand tightly, constantly increasing the strength, as if he was afraid of losing something.

He tried his best to adjust his tone, not letting his bad emotions show. After making sure that he was emotionally stable, he slowly and softly said, "What are you thinking about? Or are you feeling unwell?"

Yu Yan shook his head and said dejectedly, "It's okay."

As she spoke, she met Si Youli's aggressive and inquiring gaze. This man's possessiveness towards her was extremely strong. He always looked at her with such a penetrating gaze. Sometimes she didn't even understand what kind of look it was and why he looked at her like that. What was he thinking at that time?

Yu Yan had no idea what Si Youli was thinking, but at this moment, he showed that look again, so Yu Yan knew that he was in a bad mood again, at least not as calm and simple as he looked on the surface.

Yu Yan pursed her lips, then seemed a little conflicted, hesitating to speak.

Si Youli smiled, patted her head, and coaxed, "What do you want to say?"

Yu Yan was still hesitant, so Si Youli smiled and said, "Yan Yan, I am your husband, and we are family. If you have anything to say, you should tell me."

Yu Yan seemed to be persuaded by his words. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "When I was in the accident, did the car explode? Was there a fire?"

As Yu Yan spoke, his brows furrowed again, and he looked very conflicted.

Si Youli's entire demeanor darkened. In a corner where Yu Yan hadn't noticed, his expression froze for a moment. The emotions that flashed through his eyes were terror, fear, and uneasiness.

But as someone who was always good at hiding his emotions, he naturally wouldn't let Yu Yan see through him so easily. He smiled faintly, as if nothing had happened.

Looking at Yu Yan, he was very gentle, "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

Yu Yan shook his head. "I don't know. I just dreamt that I encountered a huge fire. The fire burned me beyond recognition. It hurt a lot."

Si Youli's hands subconsciously tightened, tighter and tighter, his nails digging into his palms.

Yu Yan looked at Si Youli's obviously unhappy expression, his eyes flickering as if curious, and asked, "Is there really a fire?"

Si Youli suddenly smiled, hugged the man in his arms, and said softly: "You had a car accident because I didn't watch you carefully. We had an argument at the time, and you lost your temper and ignored me. You just crossed the road like that. When a car came, I didn't hold you back, so you were hit by the car and lost your memory. You said you are a mortal body, and when you collide with something made of iron, how could there be a fire?"

As he spoke, he sighed faintly, "It's just a dream, don't think too much about it, okay? After a while, I'll find you a class at the company, and you won't think so much. I neglected this point, and I won't do it again in the future."