On Yun Qingluo's side, their voyage at sea had gone smoothly.
However, after sailing at sea for several days, they were suddenly caught in a deep-sea whirlpool one night.
It is unknown where it was then washed away by the sea.
When they woke up again, they found themselves on a small island surrounded by the sea.
First, Mo Beichen woke up, and then he woke Yun Qingluo.
When Yun Qingluo woke up, she found herself surrounded by the sea, and the blast of cold air made her sneeze.
When Mo Beichen saw her sneeze, he quickly draped a cloak over her shoulders.
He bowed his head and instructed, "You must not catch a cold at a time like this. This is the only cloak we have, so please make do with it for now."
Yun Qingluo smiled slightly at Mo Beichen. Although he didn't remember her, Mo Beichen had indeed taken good care of her along the way.
She believed that one day Mo Beichen would remember her.
Yun Qingluo slowly withdrew her gaze from Mo Beichen, then gently turned her head to look around the mysterious island.
The island was bursting with spring colors, surrounded by lush, verdant trees.
A gentle breeze carries the fragrance of flowers, making one feel refreshed and relaxed.
This wonderful feeling is like being in a secluded fairyland, where everything seems so peaceful and beautiful, seeing such a landscape...
Yun Qingluo took a deep breath, savoring the fresh air and the scent of nature.
"I never expected there would be such a small island in the sea. I remember that daytime, we looked around and there was clearly no such place. How could this be so strange?" Yun Qingluo said to Xiao Yi with her mind.
But strangely, Xiao Yi didn't reply.
Yun Qingluo's heart tightened, and she quickly tried to access the system with her mind, but she failed.
Somewhat disbelieving, she tried calling Xiao Yi again, but still received no response.
She stood there in disbelief, unable to access the system space. What was going on?
Yun Qingluo tried several more times, but still failed.
Seeing that Yun Qingluo's expression was getting worse, Mo Beichen assumed she was feeling unwell, so he moved closer to her and asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
Yun Qingluo was startled by what she heard. She turned around and found Mo Beichen standing right next to her. As she turned around, her forehead bumped directly into Mo Beichen's chin. Mo Beichen was caught off guard and took two steps back while clutching his chin.
Yun Qingluo covered her forehead with one hand and hissed twice; it hurt so much.
She finally understood why people need to maintain a safe distance from each other.
Yun Qingluo rubbed her forehead and looked at Mo Beichen, wanting to ask him a few words of concern, when she heard Mo Beichen ask in a slightly anxious tone, "Are you alright? It's my fault for being too close to you. Does it still hurt?"
Mo Beichen's words stunned Yun Qingluo once again; his tone of concern was completely genuine.
For a moment, she wondered if he had thought of her, but looking closely into Mo Beichen's eyes, she saw only a trace of concern, not the love she wanted to see.
Yun Qinglu shook her head absentmindedly, her tone somewhat aggrieved, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."
She didn't know why, she was just being dramatic.
If it were any other day, if she bumped her forehead, even if it didn't hurt, she would be held in his arms, kissed a couple of times, and hear a lot of words of concern and worry. But recently, Mo Beichen's concern and care were just right. He really fulfilled the responsibilities that a husband should have, but it was only responsibilities.
So Yun Qingluo felt very frustrated. Her man was right in front of her, but she couldn't kiss, hug, or lift him up as she pleased.
She had to be careful when she tried to be affectionate, for fear that Mo Beichen, who didn't love her, would become annoyed with her.
Seeing Yun Qingluo's aggrieved expression, Mo Beichen felt a pang of guilt.
He tried hard to recall what Mo Beichen would have done if Yun Qingluo had been injured in the past and he hadn't forgotten her, but unfortunately, he had no memories of him and Yun Qingluo at all.
When Mo Beichen woke up, he was not surprised at all to learn that Yun Qingluo was his wife and that his memories of Yun Qingluo had been erased.
Yun Qingluo once asked him why he believed she was his wife without any doubt.
Mo Beichen had actually thought about it carefully. Even if Yun Qingluo wasn't his wife, since she had traveled with him, he must know her background. However, he couldn't recall Yun Qingluo at all, which was a big problem.
His memory has always been excellent, so it's impossible for him to have no recollection at all. The man in white was the former master of the Divine Doctor Valley, so he easily believed the explanation the man gave him.
Because there is no better explanation.
As for the fact that Yun Qingluo was his wife, he still had a slight doubt in his heart, but looking at the rings he and Yun Qingluo wore, and the undisguised love in Yun Qingluo's eyes, he slowly believed it.
Because the eyes are the windows to the soul, when you love someone, your eyes won't lie. Even if Yun Qingluo isn't his wife, she must be someone very important to him, otherwise he wouldn't have given such an important ring to Yun Qingluo.
By the time Mo Beichen came to his senses, he had already pulled Yun Qingluo into his arms.
Yun Qingluo was somewhat surprised. It seemed that this person's body acted before his mind once again, because this time his hands were outstretched at his sides and he was not holding her tightly.
Mo Beichen was also shocked.
He seemed to have no defenses against the person in his arms, and loving her seemed to have become his instinct.
He was just thinking about what Mo Beichen had done when Yun Qingluo was sad, and when he came to his senses he found himself already holding Yun Qingluo in his arms.
So when Yun Qingluo was feeling wronged and sad before, was this how he hugged her?
Mo Beichen also discovered something magical: when Yun Qingluo leaned against him, his heart felt complete and content.
At this moment, he was even more convinced that he must have been madly in love with Yun Qingluo before.
Mo Beichen felt Yun Qingluo's head rest on his shoulder, and he explained somewhat awkwardly, "Does holding you like this make you feel any better?"
Hearing Mo Beichen's stiff words, Yun Qingluo chuckled inwardly and nodded gently, "Yes, much better. Can you hold me tighter, Achen? I'm still a little cold."
As soon as she finished speaking, hands on both sides of her body wrapped around her, hugging her so tightly that she almost couldn't breathe.
"Cough, it's too, too tight, A-Chen." Yun Qingluo couldn't help but call out A-Chen. Mo Beichen's body stiffened, as if an electric current flowed through his heart. A flash of white light appeared in his mind, as if he wanted to grab something, but that white light disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he couldn't grab anything.
Mo Beichen was annoyed by this uncontrollable feeling, so he released Yun Qingluo.
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