"Yes, this is indeed your handwriting." Zheng Xinyi nodded with a smile.
Cheng Haoyu's heart finally settled down, and he held her hand tightly in his palm: "Xinyi, now everything is made clear in the letter. Although I have lost my memory and don't remember you, I have not betrayed you."
Zheng Xinyi's lips curled up slightly: "Yes, actually I had guessed it a long time ago."
"Xinyi, what should I do if the people in the troupe force me to marry this girl named Fang Biying?" After getting excited, Cheng Haoyu became rational.
"Even if you really held a wedding ceremony, without a marriage certificate, the marriage is invalid and not protected by law at all," Zheng Xinyi explained.
"Of course I know this, but I don't remember anything that happened before. What if they really hold the wedding ceremony and take me away from Beijing?" Cheng Haoyu asked in a worried tone.
"Haoyu, don't worry. Brother Mao and I have already thought of a good plan. Just wait for us to rescue you tomorrow!" Zheng Xinyi patted his shoulder confidently, with a look of reassurance.
Since Zheng Xinyi said so, Cheng Haoyu could naturally relax and quietly accompany Xinyi through the night.
Zheng Xinyi yawned. "I didn't sleep all night waiting for you, and now I'm really feeling a little sleepy. Haoyu, no matter what happens tomorrow, let's cherish the time we have together, okay?"
Cheng Haoyu smiled and nodded: "Okay, no matter what time, my arms will always be your warmest harbor."
No matter how many worries and troubles she had, no matter how big her troubles were, they all disappeared when she lay in Cheng Haoyu's arms, and Xinyi quickly fell into a dream.
At dinner time, when the troupe brought food to Cheng Haoyu, they found that he was still sleeping. After all, he had not eaten for two days. For a moment, the people in the theater were at a loss as to whether to wake him up. At this moment, Fang Biying pushed the door open.
"Ms. Fang, you came at the right time. Alang hasn't had a drop of water for two days, but he is still sleeping now. I don't know whether I should wake him up to eat?" The people in the theater looked at Biying with a conflicted expression.
Fang Biying glanced at Cheng Haoyu who was still sleeping, then turned to the person who brought the food and said, "You go and get busy first!"
The man nodded and left quietly. Fang Biying looked at the hot food, walked quietly to Cheng Haoyu, and called softly: "Alang, Alang."
Cheng Haoyu didn't respond at all. Fang Biying hesitated for a moment, then reached out and patted his shoulder: "Alang, get up and eat. Wake up quickly."
Cheng Haoyu still didn't respond. Fang Biying suddenly remembered that Alang used to sleep very soundly and it was difficult to wake him up. Every time he fell asleep, she had to call him in his ear for a long time before he would wake up. And every time he woke up, he would say some strange things, saying that he seemed to have had a dream, but he had no idea what he dreamed about.
"Alang, Alang, Alang, wake up quickly, it's time to eat." Biying shook his arm quietly with force, and her voice began to get louder.
The soul embracing Zheng Xinyi suddenly opened its eyes, staring at the sleeping Xinyi. The invisible force was calling him back again. Although Cheng Haoyu struggled hard against that force, it was of no avail in the end and he was forcibly called back by that powerful force.
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