A fashion queen

As long as she could live a happy and beautiful life, he would rather never evoke her memories that had disappeared without a trace, because only by forgetting could she no longer fall into a dilemma and not have to struggle between the two of them.

Cui Xueying had been standing quietly behind Mo Yunting for a long time. It was now dark and the lights were just coming on. Due to her busy work today, she had been busy until very late before she was able to leave the company and set off for home.

When she caught a glimpse of Mo Yunting's slender, lonely figure beneath the dim streetlight, despite the distance between them, she somehow recognized him instantly. Watching him gaze lovingly toward her home, her heart ached like a knife. A chaotic series of images flashed through her mind, these blurry images flooding her mind like a tide. She couldn't help but wonder, where did this familiar look and expression come from?

Every time she woke up late at night, she would be startled by a nightmare. In the dream, she desperately wanted to hold someone's outstretched hand, but she could never do so. The blurry face made her feel terrified and restless.

She repeatedly asked her doctor, "Why has this dream kept recurring since I regained my memory?" The doctor told her that perhaps during those three months of forgotten memories, there was a man she cared deeply about. However, when she regained those memories, she had forgotten him. Because of this, her subconscious mind kept driving her to have this dream over and over again.

She couldn't help but wonder, could this man really be him? If not, why did he appear around her house from time to time?

However, according to Song Yuhang, they were just ordinary friends. During the period when she lost her memory, it was only thanks to his warm help that she was able to survive until now. Regardless, since she had the honor of meeting him today, she must thank him in person and solve the confusion in her heart.

So she stepped forward, taking in his lonely figure, and once again deeply felt the endless loneliness that permeated his body.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be Mo Yunting, right?" This name was like a hot iron, deeply engraved in her heart, as if it was inextricably linked to her.

Sometimes, she couldn't help but wonder why she could remember a name that had nothing to do with her so clearly? Just because Mo Yunting mentioned it once, this name kept appearing in her mind every day.

Mo Yunting's body trembled violently. That familiar voice now sounded so strange. He didn't even dare to turn around and look at her, fearing that his excitement would scare her. He had to use all his strength to barely calm himself down and quickly reset his expression to one of indifference.

"Aren't you going to turn around?" Cui Xueying stared at his back with confusion. He clearly heard her words, but why didn't he turn around and face her?

Mo Yunting took a deep breath, then forced himself to remain calm, and slowly turned his head as if nothing had happened. However, when he actually turned around to face her, the sadness in the depths of his eyes had disappeared without a trace.

"Why are you here?" she asked in confusion. However, she was greeted by a dead silence. He stood there like a statue, not saying a word.

She sighed softly and continued, "Forget it. Since you don't want to say it, I won't force you. But the reason I called you was actually to thank you in person. I heard from Yuhang that you helped me a lot during the time when I lost my memory. No matter what, I should say thank you in person!"

Mo Yunting looked at her silently, a mixture of emotions in his heart. Faced with her sincere thanks, he was actually a little overwhelmed. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but swallowed it back.

His indifference pierced Cui Xueying's heart. She instinctively clutched her chest, frowning, her eyes filled with confusion and pain. She couldn't understand why her heart ached so much every time she saw this man. This feeling was both strange and familiar, as if an invisible force was pulling them together.

"Is there a special connection between us?" Cui Xueying finally couldn't help but speak to break the deadlock. She stared into Mo Yunting's eyes, as if trying to see through his deep pupils to see his true thoughts. "Otherwise, why is it that every time I see you, my heart... always aches. Why is that? Please tell me, okay?"

Mo Yunting was stunned by her sudden question. He hadn't expected Cui Xueying to perceive the subtle emotional bond between them. It turned out that even though she had forgotten everything in the past, deep down, she still retained feelings for him. When she looked at him, that intense resonance still touched her heart. Her words brought a slight relief to Mo Yunting's already heavy heart.