If the Deep Sea Forgets You

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

"I thought as much." Xia Qingyi said in a self-deprecating tone, "You've always seen me as a burden. After I regain my memory, you'll not hesitate to dump me. You might not even wait until I regain my memory to do so."

Mo Han's tone became stern as well, the cigarette in his hand extinguished unknowingly some time ago. "It's indeed my fault that I did not mention you to neither my parents nor Shen Rou. But these matters are complicated, I'll explain to you in more detail when I have time."

"It's okay, you don't have to explain anything to me."

Xia Qingyi felt as though she was completely and hopelessly lost. In the past, she had not felt much when she had heard others say that Mo Han was a cold-hearted person, that he was overly rational. After seeing that he had actually never mentioned her existence to anyone else, she felt that he was prepared to send her off and remove all traces of her at any moment.

"I can no longer go into your bedroom now that your girlfriend has returned. I'm not going to sleep there in the future. I've disturbed you enough."

Mo Han was rather unhappy to hear that her tone was becoming increasingly distant. "Didn't you say that you didn't sleep well in the guest room?"

"It's fine, I'll get used to it." Xia Qingyi added, "If there's nothing else, I'm going back to sleep."

In actuality, Xia Qingyi did not give Mo Han any time to reply. She turned and walked away with her cup of water right after she finished speaking.

Mo Han knew that there was no point in speaking to her when she was angry, so he did not say anything. He would find a time to explain it to her in the future.

Except that Mo Han could not calm down after Xia Qingyi left. He threw away the extinguished cigarette in his hand and took out a new stick.

Xia Qingyi returned to the guest room and switched off the lights. The moment she sat on the floor and thought about what had happened just now, she no longer felt like sleeping. But she did not sit for long before the phone in her pocket rang.

"Hello?" Xia Qingyi sounded a little unhappy.

"Me, Zhang Yang, that police officer," His voice sounded really happy from the other end of the line.

"I know."

"Did you see the message I sent to you a few days ago?"

"What message?"

"That suspect had confessed. In the last few minutes, I followed your method to agitate him, I didn't expect him to really become flustered and let his tongue slip. We followed the clues and found the material evidence before we arrested him."

"Oh, that message, I saw it."

"I wanted to call and tell you earlier, but it got so busy after we caught the suspect, so I forgot to call you when I was free," Zhang Yang said.

"It's fine, it's work that you had to do," Xia Qingyi maintained an indifferent attitude.

Zhang Yang really wanted to thank her. If it had not been for her analysis, the case would not have been solved that easily. "How about I treat you to a meal sometime, to thank you for your help on the case."

"There's no need to," she rejected him without any hesitation.

"You…" Zhang Yang wanted to persuade her, but she interrupted, "I'm not in a good mood today, I don't want to talk anymore, let's talk some other day."

"Why are you…" Zhang Yang had not finished speaking, but the phone on the other line went dead.

Speechless, he shook his head and switched off his phone.