Beneath Lu Yan's wary expression lay panic. She nervously watched Zhuang Yan, afraid he would get closer. If this was an act, then her acting skills were so good that they could easily surpass many actors in the entertainment industry.
The doctor arrived quickly and, based on the examination results, determined that Lu Yan had amnesia; she believed she was fifteen years old.
This result was completely unexpected by Zhuang Yan.
At fifteen, my memories regressed by twelve years.
Zhuang Yan asked the doctor, "Can my memory be restored?"
"The chances of recovery are quite high. Let's keep him in the hospital for observation for a while." The doctor didn't want to be too sure of anything. There are many uncertain factors when the brain is injured, and treatment is usually based on the actual situation. In addition, everyone's physical condition is different.
Zhuang Yan expressed his understanding.
As long as there is no danger to his life, he can accept Lu Yan after she loses her memory.
He can make her fall in love with him once, and he can make her fall in love with him a second time. If all else fails, he can always pursue her again. Once he understands this, there's nothing to agonize over.
When Zhuang Yan re-entered the ward, Lu Yan was still wary of him, her eyes no longer filled with tender affection but with cold indifference.
The sudden change left Zhuang Yan bewildered.
Lu Yan learned about her condition from her assistant and doctor. She couldn't help but be wary when she came to an unfamiliar place and encountered strangers.
"They said you're my boyfriend?"
"Yes, we've only been dating for a few months. If you don't believe me, you can check your phone."
Zhuang Yan handed her the phone.
Lu Yan took it with one hand. Seeing how unfamiliar she was with it, did her habits of using a mobile phone change after losing her memory?
Lu Yan found the photo album and discovered that most of the photos were of Zhuang Yan, which appeared to be taken secretly from different angles.
She had saved Zhuang Yan's contact as "Dear Husband." She frowned, opened the voice message to listen, and her brows furrowed more and more as she listened. Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore and turned it off.
"I can't possibly have a boyfriend, let alone someone like you. I'm against marriage," Lu Yan said very seriously, looking at Zhuang Yan with impatience, as if men were trash in her eyes.
27-year-old Lu Yan is adept at concealing her true emotions and rarely shows them, while 15-year-old Lu Yan is full of hostility.
At first, Lu Yan thought she had encountered a fraud gang. She only remembered that she had been caught in the rain and had a fever. How did she end up here after waking up?
She went to the bathroom and faced the mirror. The woman in the mirror was mature and tall with a great figure. Her face was still the same, but she was healthier and more beautiful, something she couldn't compare to at 15.
So this is what she looks like at 27? She doesn't look bad.
In short, after multiple confirmations, Lu Yan believed Zhuang Yan.
She asked Zhuang Yan, "How did we fall in love? Why do I like you?"
You ask me? Who should I ask? Zhuang Yan really didn't know. Lu Yan left him a clue and then stopped talking, letting him figure it out himself. He had been thinking about it for so long and was about to find the answer when a car accident sent Lu Yan to the age of 15.
Wait... 15 years old.
Isn't it just the age Lu Yan knew him? Maybe he can get the answer from Lu Yan.
Zhuang Yan asked, "Do you really have no memory of me at all?"
Lu Yan shook her head: "No."
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