Yun Shuning looked at the food on the table and had no appetite at all.
She turned around expressionlessly, and when she came to her senses, she finally discovered the messy living room caused by Xiaobai.
Scattered toilet paper, ornaments that had been knocked to the ground, and cat snacks that had almost all been bitten.
She took a deep breath and felt the panic in her heart gradually being replaced by anger. The culprit of all this was looking at her with an innocent face, without any intention of reflecting on himself.
Yun Shuning gritted his teeth viciously, then rolled up his sleeves.
Let’s clean up first.
By the time we finished cleaning up, an hour had passed and the food on the table had already gone cold.
She sat on the sofa, hugging a pillow, staring blankly at the TV cabinet not far away.
She didn't feel anything when she was busy, but when she stopped, the confusion and helplessness in her heart surged up again.
Whenever she thought about having to face He Yan soon, she couldn't help but want to escape.
Now she is just a clown who exploits love. This kind of thing would be unbearable for anyone, let alone He Yan, a man at the top of the food chain.
She was silently recalling the coping method she had thought of not long ago, when there was a sudden knock on the door.
The knock on the door sounded slow and steady, with a strange rhythm. Yun Shuning listened to the sound, and a thought came to his mind uncontrollably - it was He Yan.
She walked to the door, trying hard to calm herself down and make her voice sound flawless: "Who is it?"
"It's me." A cold voice came into her ears through the door.
Yun Shuning knew that she had to open the door now and act normal and calm, otherwise it would arouse He Yan's suspicion.
She adjusted her breathing rhythm and calmly opened the door.
How should she react when she sees her lover who has been gone for five years and seems to have forgotten her?
Crying tears of joy, hugging each other and crying, or confessing your feelings to each other?
According to the plan she had made, she thought it would be better to pretend that she was not familiar with him.
In her lies, she was only more familiar with He Yan from five years ago. It was normal for her to be unfamiliar with the man five years later who had forgotten that she had also been through so much.
What's more, in the script she read to Chi Han, she and He Yan were in a cold war before he disappeared.
So, all in all, she needs to act like she is happy about his return but sad for herself.
"He Yan." She raised her head and looked at the person in front of the door naturally, but when she met that pair of eyes filled with mystery and indifference, she couldn't help but slightly avert her gaze.
Because she could not see the deep love in these eyes as he had before he disappeared. Even though he had tried his best to hide it, she could still see the faint strange aura around him.
"What do you want to see me about?"
Her voice now lacked the dependence and intimacy of yesterday, but instead carried a barely perceptible hint of strangeness.
After seeing him, her body was in a slightly tense state. Even though she tried her best to relax, He Yan could see the nervousness hidden under her calmness.
"Aren't you going to invite me in?" He Yan frowned as he looked at her attitude. A thought flashed quickly through his mind, and he spoke calmly.
He did not sense any fluctuations of the Lord God's energy on her body, so it seemed that the Lord God had not been here.
Yun Shuning took a deep breath, blinked slightly, and made way for the door: "Please come in."
In fact, the unfamiliarity with a person can be expressed in many ways, such as facial expressions, honorifics when speaking, and subconscious body reactions, etc.
It’s not easy to pretend to be familiar, but isn’t it also not easy to pretend to be unfamiliar?
Yun Shuning originally thought that He Yan would feel out of place after entering this apartment which was quite small compared to his villa, but she didn't expect that after he entered, he seemed to fit in particularly well with this place.
It was as if he had always lived here, and his aura gradually became restrained, without the vague oppression that he had just emanated.
"Would you like something to drink?" She used all her hospitality skills and drew a clear line between her and him.
After He Yan entered the room, he memorized the layout of the apartment with just a quick glance. However, when he saw the dining table, a dark look unconsciously flashed across his eyes.
"Ningning." He slowly stood in front of her, blocking her from rushing around, and said with concern, "You haven't had lunch yet."
It was clearly a question, but he sounded like a statement.
After hearing his words, Yun Shuning subconsciously glanced at the well-arranged meals, smiled softly, and said perfunctorily: "I'm not very hungry now."
Facing someone like He Yan, the nerves in her brain have been stretched to the extreme, but her body must be relaxed as much as possible. She can only be thankful that her tense state can be explained by the situation of Yun Shuning meeting her lover who has forgotten her.
In this case, her nervousness, loss and panic can all be explained.
He Yan looked at the faint wound on her lip and stretched out his hand tentatively forward.
Yun Shuning felt his movements and resisted the subconscious urge to retreat, keeping herself firmly fixed in place.
At this moment, she could no longer tell whether she wanted to escape or the character she played, 'Yun Shuning', wanted to escape.
After seeing her actions, He Yan slowly put down his hand, took two steps back, and kept a safe distance from her so that she would not feel nervous.
"I'm sorry." He guessed the reason for her reaction, and his tone was full of loss and guilt, "I forgot something."
And these things are all about you.
Perhaps it was because he had never loved anyone in his memory and didn't know how to show love for someone, so she discovered so easily that he didn't love her.
I'm really sorry.
really.
Listening to his words, Yun Shuning's eyes flashed with understanding.
After confirming this, her nervousness dissipated a little. Facing a person who had lost part of his memory, she became more confident about her plan.
"It's okay to forget it." She raised her head and smiled at him for the first time since they met today, as if she was comforting him, or comforting herself, "It's not an important memory, just forget it."
Although she has relaxed a little now, her smile is still visibly unnatural, but this unnaturalness is just right at this time.
In He Yan's view, she now seemed to be forcing herself to accept the fact that she had been forgotten by him, but still had to put on a smile.
Thinking of this, his disgust for the Lord God deepened.
"It's really okay." By now, Yun Shuning finally calmed down and was able to summon up his acting skills that he had almost forgotten.
She raised her head, a little smile flickering in her eyes: "In fact, it's good enough that you can come back safely. Whether you remember or not, how can your own health be more important."
"Besides, you didn't forget on purpose." Her tone no longer sounded strange as it did at the beginning, but became a little closer.
But in He Yan's eyes, this kind of closeness was not as easy for him to accept as the strangeness just now.
He watched her busily shuttling between the kitchen and the living room, and as she smiled and asked him to sit down, the guilt in his heart became hard for him to ignore.
For someone who had been tempered in the infinite flow world for so long, he could clearly see the worries and fears hidden under her laughter.
But he couldn't give her any promise, because all she wanted was love.
But the only thing he doesn't have is love.
It's like a knot that can't be untied.
In fact, Yun Shuning has completely relaxed now. After seeing He Yan, she slowly came to terms with it. Sometimes, it is useless to think too much.
In addition, when He Yan is facing her, he will restrain the dominance and indifference he shows in front of other people, so although she is still a little abnormal now, she is much better now.
It's impossible for He Yan to recover his memory tomorrow. Under normal circumstances, it will take at least a month to recover his memory. During this period of time, as long as she keeps instilling in his mind the idea that the two of them are not very familiar with each other and that their feelings are not as passionate as people say, there shouldn't be any problem.
Thinking of this, she brought out the brewed tea. Although she still didn't dare to look him in the eye, her steps became much lighter.
She sat opposite him and thought she had performed her best: "You really don't need to blame yourself too much."
"You know, when there are too many people around, people tend to just follow what others say. In fact, our relationship is not as good as they say." She handed the teacup to him, "So it doesn't matter if you forget. I have almost forgotten all those experiences."
After relaxing, she finally had the time to observe He Yan. She had to say, his hands could be called works of art, with slightly raised joints and slender fingers. They looked delicate yet had a power that could not be ignored.
When he held the teacup she handed over, he made the dozen-dollar cup feel like an antique.
Realizing that her eyes stayed on his hand for a little too long, she shifted her gaze uncomfortably: "Actually, you came at the right time. I was wondering how to explain to you the news about us on the Internet."
"On the Internet, people always exaggerate things. Don't take it too seriously. Our relationship is not as good as what people say on the Internet."
She forced herself to look up and meet He Yan's eyes that seemed to see through everything. She clenched her hands tightly where he couldn't see her, so that she wouldn't back down, and spoke word by word:
"Now that you're back, I'm relieved. From now on, I won't bother you easily anymore."
She thought she had performed her best, with no mistakes in the tone of her voice, the curve of her lips, or her naturalness when talking about two people who were not familiar with each other.
After her explanation, He Yan should become less obsessed with their love story.
But just saying it this time is definitely not enough. If they meet next time, she can subtly explain how unfamiliar their relationship is and how false the news on the Internet is.
However, she didn't know that no one could deceive He Yan while sober. The reason why she was successful after getting drunk last time was because she was already immersed in the role. This time, no matter how realistic her acting was, it would be of no use.
He Yan listened to her with a calm expression, as if everything she said did not cause any ripples in his heart.
But only he himself knew that his heart, which had been as hard as a rock, was filled with a slight but unignorable pain as she spoke.
He knew clearly that she was lying, and knew clearly that all this was done to make him feel less guilty.
But now he didn't even have any reason to comfort or persuade her.
How could he comfort her and tell her how deeply he loved her in the past?
For someone who has lost this memory, his consolation will only make her already wounded heart even more bloody.
After hearing her last words, he silently put down the teacup in his hand.
He has always been a selfish person. Even though he no longer loves her and has forgotten the memories that belonged to them, he still wants to tie her down and prevent her from leaving his side.
"There may be some danger around me recently." He said lightly.
He did not lie. The Lord God had come to this world. There were indeed dangers around him, but they could not harm him.
When Yun Shuning heard his words, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes showing concern and his voice was flustered: "Who is it?"
"Is there anyone who doesn't want you to come back?"
During this year, she could almost say that her deep love for He Yan had become a habit, so after knowing that he might be in danger, these were her subconscious reactions without any disguise.
She looked at him anxiously and worriedly, as if she just wanted to know an answer.
At this moment, Xiaobai suddenly jumped onto the table near the floor-to-ceiling window on the other side of the living room, where her recent draft was placed.
"Meow~" Perhaps because Xiaobai's body was too heavy and he didn't find the right direction to land, a pile of papers fluttered to the ground with his movement. Because the window was open, a few pieces of paper flew with the wind to a place not far from the two people.
The person on the drawing paper looks both familiar and unfamiliar.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
