"Biying, thank you for your understanding. It's getting late, go back and rest early!" Cheng Haoyu's mouth corners rose slightly.
"Okay, you should go to bed early too." Fang Biying felt like a huge stone was pressing on her heart, but the smile on her face was still bright.
Cheng Haoyu turned and left, closing the door, leaving Fang Biying standing there alone in a daze. Looking at the closed door in front of her, she swore to herself: Alang, don't worry, I will never let you slip away from my hands, and I will never allow other women to get close to you. In this life, you can only be my, Fang Biying's, man, and in this life, I, Fang Biying, will not marry anyone else but you.
Cheng Haoyu looked up at the figure at the door, his face solemn. "Why doesn't Biying want me to regain my memories? She's even a little scared? Is she really lying to me?"
Thinking back to the strange people like Brother Mao that he had met one after another in Beijing in the past few days, he suddenly felt that he should be the person they were looking for. At first, he thought that he just looked a bit similar to someone they knew, so they recognized the wrong person, but now it seems that things are not that simple.
The night was getting deeper and deeper, and Zheng Xinyi's eyelids began to droop, but she tried hard to cheer herself up. She wanted to wait for Haoyu's soul to appear and tell him in person that she had misunderstood him. She looked up at the old-fashioned clock on the wall. It was almost half past eleven. Why hadn't Cheng Haoyu come yet?
"Could it be that he's angry with me last time and won't come?" Zheng Xinyi began to worry.
"Xinyi." Just when she was full of worry, Cheng Haoyu's soul suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Haoyu." Zheng Xinyi stood up and threw herself into his arms: "Haoyu, I thought you wouldn't come."
"Xinyi, are you not angry anymore?" Cheng Haoyu asked while stroking her head. Just now, Cheng Haoyu was still worried that Zheng Xinyi was still angry and afraid that she would drive him away like last time, but he didn't expect the situation to be completely beyond his expectations.
"Haoyu, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you." Zheng Xinyi said in a tone full of guilt.
Hearing this, Cheng Haoyu's heart finally settled down: "Xinyi, is everything clear now? I know that I will never lie to you, and I will never let you down. I, Cheng Haoyu, only have you in my heart in this life. Apart from you, there is no room for anyone else in my heart."
Zheng Xinyi rolled her eyes at him, her expression full of jealousy: "Stop your sweet talk. You have Fang Biying, a beautiful girl, all around you now. God knows if you will be seduced by her even if you recover your memory."
Cheng Haoyu was slightly stunned and asked in surprise, "Who is Fang Biying?"
"I found your true identity in the troupe. You lost your memory, and Fang Biying is the beautiful girl who stayed with you all day long." Zheng Xinyi said unhappily.
"I have lost my memory? Xinyi, then you have to help me restore my memory as soon as possible! Your medical skills are so good, I believe you must have a way to help me restore my memory." Cheng Haoyu put his hands on her shoulders and said anxiously.
Zheng Xinyi rolled her eyes at him and pressed the issue, "Are you really willing to leave Fang Biying, this beautiful woman?"
"In my heart, no woman in the world can compare to you." Cheng Haoyu spoke from the bottom of his heart, and he really wanted to take out his heart and show it to Xinyi at this moment.
Zheng Xinyi raised the corners of her mouth slightly and leaned on his shoulder with a happy look on her face.
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