However, when she came closer, when he called her name, when she saw him more clearly, the gleam of love that had just emerged suddenly died down and disappeared.
There was a voice in her heart telling her that he was not him, not the person who had appeared countless times in her dreams. Although they both had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, they were not the same pair of eyes.
"Yuan Qiu, I finally found you. Are you okay?" Song Ning prepared a lot of words, but when he saw her, he couldn't say anything.
She raised her lips slightly, looked at the tall and handsome man in front of her, stared at him, and asked word by word: "Am I really your junior sister? Really your fiancée? Did I really have a close relationship with you as a childhood sweetheart?"
She was still Xia Yuanqiu when he first met her. Although she had no memory, she was as smart as before, and her eyes were clear and bright.
He made up a lot of lies, but he didn't know what to say first when facing these bright and transparent eyes.
Seeing him like this, Uncle Mo hummed: "Young Master Song, you'd better think carefully before speaking. What you say is like spilled water, which cannot be recovered."
When Song Ning saw Mo Bo say this, he felt even more entangled in his heart. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yuan Qiu, have you really forgotten? You and I grew up together, and you really don't remember anything about the good times we spent in our master's school." Can’t remember?”
Mo Bo was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. He wanted to expose Song Ning's lies, but was stopped by Chen Mingjie. He lowered his voice and said, "Don't worry, let's see what Yuan Qiu says."
Yuan Qiu's eyes were indifferent. Facing Song Ning, her heart could not stir up any emotion, and she had no resonance at all with what Song Ning said about the past, as if what he said had nothing to do with her.
"Song Ning, I'm tired, let's go rest first!" She nodded to him, turned and left.
Song Ning rushed forward and stopped her: "Yuan Qiu, come back with me."
Yuan Qiu raised his eyes and stared at Song Ning's eyes, with a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes: "Go back? Where are you going back?"
Song Ning's heart froze, and then he said: "Go back to our home, our home in Nanfeng County." He has an estate in Nanfeng County, which is a house with three entrances. Everything is ready-made in it, and there are many servants. When she goes, she becomes the hostess.
Yuan Qiu asked again: "Is it your home? Or my home?"
"It's our home, ours." Song Ning said decisively, and he could no longer hesitate.
Yuan Qiu shook his head, turned away from him, and left a soft sentence: "I won't go anywhere until I remember what happened in the past."
She didn't believe everything she said to Song Ning. She just didn't have confidence in her heart, and she didn't want to do anything she wasn't sure about. No matter what kind of person she was in the past, now, she didn't want to risk her fate easily. Leave it to anyone.
Seeing Yuan Qiu walking away, Chen Mingjie sneered and said, "It seems that the lies carefully planned by Mr. Song have been self-defeating."
Song Ning ignored his ridicule and said solemnly: "I heard that there is still a lack of a master here. I'm not talented-"
Chen Mingjie immediately waved his hand and said: "Whether you are talented or not, there is already a candidate for the position of master, so you'd better find another job."
"You—" Song Ning frowned, an angry look on her face.
But Mo Bo hummed: "In my opinion, none of you two young people are worthy of Yuan Qiu. How can you expect to win Yuan Qiu's heart just by using such villainous methods? It's just a fool's errand, I am. Let’s leave the words here today. If you dare to harm Yuan Qiu, don’t blame me for exposing all this. You’d better restrain yourself and don’t cross the line.”