"Why? Since you know I like you, can't you even give me a chance to pursue you?"
“Ha, pursuing me…” Mo Niannian shook her head, “You don’t like me at all.”
"You're mistaking me for her, aren't you? Do you have a picture of that Bai Xiaoruo? I want to see what she looks like... Is she very similar to me, which is why you keep mistaking me for her?"
Xian Mingyu pressed down on her shoulders, looking at her intently: "Who said you are a shadow? You are not anyone's shadow, you are my Xiao Ruo'er, the only woman I love."
Mo Niannian looked at him blankly.
For some reason, I found it utterly ridiculous.
Having worked in society for so many years, she has gained a deeper understanding of human nature.
She's not some three-year-old anymore; she doesn't believe in love or anything like that for a lifetime.
She pried his hands off and laughed, "Stop joking, I've already said I'm not her. Do you even have a picture of her? You're so stingy, you won't even let me see it. Looks like I'm at a disadvantage being the stand-in."
Xuan Mingyu took out his phone from his coat pocket and showed it to Bai Xiaoruo some old photos of them together.
“Xiao Ruo’er, look, this is a photo we took together before. Do you remember the bear apron I was wearing back then? You insisted on buying it.”
"What?"
Mo Niannian snatched the phone from Xuan Mingyu's hand, zooming in and out of each picture several times.
Is this really not a photoshopped picture? The person in the photo who's cheek-to-cheek with him, is that Bai Xiaoruo?
Mo Niannian touched her face.
How could there be someone in this world who looks so much like her?
The girl in the photo looks very young and has a sweet smile.
Unlike now, she exudes a mature and intellectual aura from head to toe, without a trace of childishness.
"Little Ruo'er, do you remember?"
Seeing that she had been studying those photos for so long, Xian Mingyu was somewhat pleased. Was she trying to remember something?
Mo Niannian looked at the phone several times, then handed it back to him. "What do I need to remember?"
"This...the person in the photo is you. It's a photo of you and me. Just because of this, don't you believe me?"
"Me? And you? Are you sure?"
"Little Ruo'er, do you really have no memory of me at all? Don't you remember me?"
Mo Niannian shook her head and resisted, pulling her hand away. "I really have no impression of you. I don't know who you are. I don't even know your name."
Yes, she hasn't even known this man's name since she met him.
That's really bold of her; she actually sat down and drank with a complete stranger late at night, a man whose name she didn't even know.
"I..." Xuan Mingyu hesitated for a moment before saying his name.
If I tell her my real name, will she remember me immediately?
But what if she still can't remember him, or even angers him?
"My name is Gu Yao, do you remember me?"
Since Gu Yao isn't here anyway, I'll just borrow his name for now and test Mo Niannian's reaction.
“Gu Yao?” Mo Niannian pronounced each word slowly and deliberately.
"Yes, do you remember now?"
Mo Niannian shook her head again, her mind completely blank.
"I can't remember."
I see...
It seems that testing her name is truly out of the question.
Not only did she not remember him, she also had no reaction to him using Gu Yao's name; she had truly erased him from her memory completely.
While Xuan Mingyu was still pondering how to awaken her memory, Mo Niannian had already finished her third can of beer, opened the fourth can, and was almost finished with it as well.
No, no, I can't take it anymore.
I really can't drink anymore.
She drowsily leaned against Xian Mingyu's shoulder again, "I can't drink anymore, I can't drink anymore..."
This silly boy, he clearly has such a low alcohol tolerance, why is he trying to act all high and mighty?
"Let me take you home."
He was about to pick her up when Mo Niannian resisted him, "No, I don't want to go home... I don't want to go home..." All Mo Niannian could think about was that she couldn't let Youyou see her in her current state, or she might scare her.
"How much longer do you plan to sit here?" Regardless of whether she was sleepy or not, Xuan Mingyu was genuinely a little sleepy.
"Don't be in such a hurry... what's the rush..."
"Me, in a hurry? I haven't even done anything to you yet."
"Oh... if you're not going to do it, then I'll do it myself."
She clung to his clothes, feeling dizzy, and tilted her head back to kiss his lips.
Four years have passed, and her kissing skills are still just as terrible.
Aside from biting his mouth, he hasn't learned anything else.
This little girl offered me a kiss, how could I possibly push her away?
He wrapped his arms around her waist, lowered his head, and took the initiative, prying open her tightly closed lips to further conquer her, completely devouring her sweet and soft little mouth.
The lingering kiss lasted a very long time, and both of them were panting when they finally parted.
My lips are numb from kissing.
The smell of alcohol on her breath only aroused his senses, making him kiss her even more excitedly, unwilling to let go.
Her hands suddenly wrapped around his neck, her eyes filled with a dreamy light, and her gaze met his. "You'll regret falling in love with me."
Mo Niannian was either sober or so drunk that she was talking nonsense.
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