The moonlight was like water, shining lightly on his face and body, as if covered with a layer of light feather gauze, making his facial features surprisingly clear and handsome.
He stood there quietly, but he had a noble Tsinghua aura about him.
"Ning'er, do you really not remember me, or are you pretending not to remember me? There are no outsiders here, do you still want to keep pretending?"
The young man in white stared at her, with a flash of pain in his eyes, which made Shen Ning even more convinced that he must have known his past self.
She met his gaze and said calmly: "I fell ill, and after I woke up, I forgot all about the past. I don't remember Chu Shaoyang, let alone you. If I had known you before, That was also the past. I know nothing about the past now. If you are willing to tell me about the past, I am all ears. If you don't want to tell me, I won't ask. "
The boy in white's eyes widened slightly and he lost his voice: "Have you really forgotten everything? Don't remember anything?"
Shen Ning nodded.
The young man in white refused to believe it: "Do you still remember my name? I, I don't believe you will forget me, I don't believe it!" He shook his head vigorously, with pain and disbelief in his eyes.
Shen Ning said calmly: "I don't remember anything. If you feel that it is difficult for you to accept that I have forgotten you, we can get acquainted again and you can tell me your name."
The boy in white swayed slightly, reached out to hold the tree trunk next to him, and closed his eyes.
After a while, he opened his eyes again. His eyes were slightly moist, and he breathed out gently. The pain and shock on his face slowly faded away.
He looked at her and smiled at her, the smile was like a breeze blowing on his face.
"Ning'er, although you have forgotten the past, you are still the same as before. Even the manner and tone of your speech are completely different from others. It doesn't matter if you forget me, but I will never forget you. You have always lived here My here.”
He patted his heart.
Shen Ning's heart skipped a beat, and her first reaction was, could this boy in white be his old lover in this body
"Who are you? Were you familiar with... me before?" she asked.
The young man in white said softly: "Very familiar."
"What's your name?" she asked again.
"My name is Xiaobai." He spoke quietly, his gentle eyes falling on her face, looking into her eyes for a moment.
But his gentle gaze was completely different from Chu Shaoyang's. Chu Shaoyang's eyes were as burning as fire and could burn her at any time. She was so stressed under his aggressive gaze that even her breathing became difficult. difficulty.
But the gaze of the young man in white was like the moonlight at night, quiet and gentle, and it made her feel like the breeze blowing on her face, only comfort, no discomfort.
"Xiao Bai?" she repeated, not having the slightest impression of the name in her mind.
However, looking at his fluttering white clothes, he looks like a person walking out of a painting. He really deserves the words "white clothes like snow, young master like jade". The name Xiaobai is really apt.
She smiled, her bright eyes reflecting the starlight.
This was the first time she smiled in front of him. The boy in white felt his heart skip a beat. He stared at her and asked nervously: "Do you remember me? Do you remember this name?"
Because of his nervousness, his voice became hoarse and no longer as crisp as before.