When Louis approached Zhiyun again, Zhiyun pushed him away: "I said, don't come over, don't get close to me..."
"Zhizhi, forget about him." Louis said to her with a smile, trying to persuade her.
It was clearly the same face as Han Qingrang's, even the tone of voice and expression were exactly the same.
They were even two people who looked exactly the same from head to toe, with the same blue diamond ring on their finger, so why did Zhiyun still notice it?
Only she knows.
If you admit your mistake once, you won’t admit it a second time.
"I can't forget it, I really can't forget it." Zhiyun shook her head and looked at Louis, "I will never forget it."
But Louis said, "If you don't forget him, you will only suffer."
The sea breeze was blowing, blowing Zhiyun's hair, and the hair covered her eyebrows. She raised her hand to brush the hair away from her face.
She turned and faced the sea.
Louis approached her, and then slowly, little by little, held her tightly in his arms: "I will love you, Zhizhi, I will love you forever."
If you don't love me, I will miss you forever.
The wind dried the tears, but Zhiyun did not push him away.
She let him hold her in his arms without saying a word.
*
The night is always quiet.
At the dining table, Zhiyun was eating quietly. Sitting opposite her was Louis, who would smile at her gently and pick up food for her.
"Zhizhi, this fish soup is very delicious, you must try it." He placed the bowl of fish soup in front of her.
Zhiyun picked it up and drank it.
She drank it in one gulp and put the bowl down.
She raised her head and looked at Louis, who was sitting opposite her with a gentle smile on his face: "I'm not surprised that you know about me. You are His Royal Highness, Prince Louis, but can you tell me about the story between us?"
"What do you want to hear?"
"You can just talk about it casually. I want to know some things, and also, why did you copy his mask and wear it on your face..." When asking these questions, Zhiyun tried hard to smile, but couldn't.
Her face remained calm throughout. How could Louis not understand this state? She had closed her heart, so she looked neither sad nor happy.
"Because you like this face," he said.
What a simple and straightforward answer.
Because Zhiyun likes this face, both before and now.
So he also had this face, exactly the same face as Teng Qingdu. He even imitated Teng Qingdu's expression, tone of voice, and walking posture.
Gradually, after imitating for so long, he couldn't even remember what he looked like or how he should act.
Zhiyun stared at him for a long time.
After a long moment, he slowly spoke, "I don't have those memories. All the stories about the Queen were told to me by the boss lady herself. I don't even know how we could be related. Can you... let me see what you look like?"
His hand was stiff as he picked up the food.
Didn't move, didn't say a word.
As if silently refusing, he slowly withdrew his hand and put down his chopsticks.
"Isn't it possible?" Zhiyun asked again.
"No," he rejected her request without any explanation.
But Zhiyun suddenly raised her hand and stretched it towards his face. Lewis turned his face to avoid her hand reaching out to him, "Zhizhi, when you have this memory, you will know."
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