Once we help you find your family, you can accumulate a whole bunch of new data again.
Although the beautiful memories are gone, the unpleasant things are gone too.
Let's start over!
It's nothing serious!
As Ye Wan spoke, she realized that what she said made a lot of sense.
He is carefree and open-minded, and very inspiring.
The master will surely listen.
Su Hanjiang would also praise her.
Ye Wan turned her head to see Su Hanjiang's attitude.
I noticed that Su Hanjiang's expression was complicated.
It doesn't seem like agreement, nor does it seem like opposition.
She seems particularly conflicted.
Ye Wan moved closer to him and said, "Master, wasn't what I said particularly good?"
Su Hanjiang reached out, but instead of giving Ye Wan a thumbs up or a peace sign, he quickly flicked her forehead lightly.
"Ouch—, that hurts!"
Ye Wan covered her forehead and squatted down.
I have a thousand complaints in my heart.
Su Hanjiang said to the monk, "Master, you must have come here to try and regain your memories. There's no point in overthinking; let's act now."
The monk suddenly felt that these words were very familiar, as if he had said them to someone before.
He looked at Su Hanjiang's face carefully, and felt that his face shouldn't look like this.
Your gaze should be softer.
They won't be frowning like they are now.
He's not that tall; it's probably just about the height at which he can touch his head when he reaches out.
The tone of voice was also wrong.
It shouldn't be so abrupt.
The last syllable should be pronounced with a slight upward inflection; he often acts coquettishly like that.
A multitude of thoughts suddenly arose in the monk's mind, each one telling him something.
The person in front of him must be extremely important to him.
But now he has forgotten all of that.
He thought for a moment and replied, "That's right, this should be my last chance."
Su Hanjiang smiled.
It wasn't a sneer, nor a cold laugh.
He just smiled in a very relaxed manner.
He rarely smiled like that; it was indescribably beautiful, something Ye Wan had never seen before.
Because I had never seen it before, I felt a little sour.
Indeed, the charm of an ideal type is unmatched by anyone else.
Gentle, strong, all-encompassing, and compassionate.
Ye Wan didn't get a single drop.
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