On the day of graduation, I was dragged by my rich father to get the certificate

Si Yehan's eyes flickered, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch.

Because he had no idea how to introduce himself to Gu Wan, as the culprit who killed her father, her "youngest dad", her secret marriage partner, or Si Yehan who loved her to death.

He put down the coffee cup, and the ceramic and marble made a crisp sound.

“It’s… not important.”

Si Yehan suddenly stood up, his tall figure casting a shadow in front of her.

He leaned over, resting one hand on the back of her chair, and with the other hand turned to the last page of the document and pointed to a name circled in red - Jin Han.

"Remember this person," he said in a low voice, with an unquestionable sense of oppression, "One of the members of the jury, who has coveted you time and again and caused you to lose your memory. Your so-called..." His lips twisted slightly, "'fiancé'."

Gu Wan stared at the name, and a sharp pain suddenly pierced her temple.

Jin Han...This name is like a key, trying to open a locked door deep in her memory.

She instinctively reached out and pressed her temple, and some fragmented images flashed before her eyes - three people, chatting and laughing, confessing on the stage, the villa...

"I don't..." She was about to speak when Si Yehan's phone suddenly rang.

He stood up and glanced at the screen, frowning slightly: "I have to go to the company." He adjusted the cuffs of his suit, "Assistant Wu will pick you up to go to the competition at six o'clock in the evening. Don't be late."

Gu Wan looked at his back as he turned away and suddenly asked, "Why do you have to ask me to participate in this competition?"

Si Yehan paused for a moment, without looking back: "Because this is your dream, you can forget it, but I can't."

The sound of the door closing echoed in the empty villa.

Gu Wan lowered her head and looked at the resume again, her fingers unconsciously stroking the note next to Jin Han's name: "Top idol of the new generation, once Gu Wan's classmate, pursued Gu Wan for two years, seven months and 25 days. Once tried every means to get Gu Wan, but was later punished by Si Yehan. Gu Wan's attitude towards him is marked as - extremely disgusting."

"Since he is a top idol, there must be traces of him online."

Gu Wan picked up her phone and searched. It would have been fine if she hadn't searched, but when she searched, she found all the gossip about her and Jin Han. There were also many CP fans of the two of them.

"'Extremely disgusted'? That's fine. Why does it feel like this doesn't describe how I feel about Jin Han, but more like how Si Yehan feels?"

Gu Wan searched the Internet for information about Si Yehan again, but found nothing.

Outside the window, a crow landed on a flower tree in the courtyard, making a shrill cry.

Gu Wan felt a chill running up his spine.

This file is so perfect, it seems like a carefully designed script.

And she, a dancer with amnesia, is forced to play a role she doesn't even remember.

She closed the file and looked at the clock on the wall - there were still eight hours until the game.

Eight hours later, she will stand on the stage and face those "familiar" judges, including Jin Han, who claims to be her "fiancé"... However, it is Si Yehan, the man who is by her side every day and whom she knows nothing about, who is directing all of this.

Gu Wan took a deep breath, stood up and walked towards the dance studio.

No matter what game Si Yehan was playing, at least dance was the only thing she was sure was real.

Muscle memory doesn't lie, and tonight, maybe those spins and jumps will bring her back some of the truth that was stolen from her.

At 3:30 in the afternoon, the sunlight slanted through the car window, casting mottled light and shadows on the back of Gu Wan's fair hands.

"Ms. Gu, do you still remember me?" Assistant Wu in the driver's seat glanced at her through the rearview mirror, his voice tentatively cordial.

Gu Wan raised her head and met Assistant Wu's eyes in the rearview mirror.

Her brain quickly searched the information she had memorized two hours ago - Wu Ming, 42 years old, has been Si Yehan's special assistant for 12 years. Therefore, in these years, he has taken care of Gu Wan on behalf of Si Yehan. The information showed that they had a close relationship, but at this moment her mind was blank.

"Of course I remember," Gu Wan raised a perfect smile that she had practiced countless times, and said softly, "Assistant Wu."

Wu Ming's eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed again. "Ms. Gu, you used to call me Uncle Wu in private." He paused, "But it doesn't matter. The doctor said that your memory will gradually return."

Gu Wan's fingers unconsciously tightened the hem of her skirt. Wrong again. This was the third time she had revealed a flaw today.

She turned her head to look at the rapidly receding street outside the window, and a familiar dull pain arose in her chest.

"We'll be at the gymnasium in ten minutes," Wu Ming's voice interrupted her thoughts, "Mr. Lou is already waiting for you there."

Lou Yue. This name was circled on the data card, with "agent" and three eye-catching exclamation marks written next to it.

The man in the photo has a face as gentle as jade and a pair of eyes that seem to be able to see through people's hearts.

The outline of the Dongcheng Gymnasium gradually came into view. A huge "Idol With You" promotional poster covered the entire side of the building, and Gu Wan's photo was prominently listed.

She stared at the energetic self on the poster, and a sense of unfamiliarity surged over her like a tide.

"Ms. Gu, are you okay?" Wu Ming asked with concern.

"I'm fine," Gu Wan took a deep breath, "just a little...excited." Even she was surprised when this adjective came out of her mouth.

Logically, she should be nervous—how can a person with amnesia perform on stage? But the restless heat in her chest was closer to excitement, as if her body remembered some expectation that her brain had forgotten.

As soon as the car stopped, a slender figure walked quickly from the side door of the gymnasium.

Lou Yue was wearing a simple white shirt and black casual pants today, with his collar slightly open, revealing a delicate clavicle. His steps were graceful and powerful, like a cheetah ready to pounce.

"Wanwan!" Lou Yue opened the car door, her clear voice mixed with obvious worry, "Where have you been for the past half month? You didn't answer my calls or reply to my text messages. Do you know how worried I am?"

Gu Wan was stunned. The information did not mention that Lou Yue would call her so intimately, nor did it mention the concern that was almost overflowing in his eyes.

She got out of the car mechanically, "Hello, Manager Lou." She took a half step back and bowed politely but distantly.

Lou Yue's expression froze instantly. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze swept across Gu Wan's face like an X-ray. "What did you call me?" His voice suddenly turned cold.

Gu Wan's heart skipped a beat. Could she have made a mistake again? The information clearly stated that Lou Yue was her agent.

"Lou...Mr. Lou?" she changed the subject tentatively.

Lou Yue frowned even more. He stretched out his hand as if to touch Gu Wan's cheek, but stopped in mid-air. "You are not right." He whispered, then looked at his watch, "Forget it, come with me to rehearse first, and we will talk about other things after the game."

Gu Wan followed Lou Yue through a long corridor, both sides of which were covered with photos of previous competitions.

The sound of her high heels tapping on the marble floor formed an eerie duet with the increasingly rapid heartbeat in her chest.