If his heart still belongs to him, even if he loses his memory, he will instinctively like her, right?
If this is really the case, it's going to be a headache.
She still has to work hard to make him fall in love with her again.
After a few more sleepless nights, Lin Xinlan decided to take the initiative and approach him.
Rong Shaoze lay down beside her, and she turned over to get closer to him, reaching out to hold his waist.
The man's body stiffened slightly, obviously unaccustomed to her intimacy.
"Not asleep yet?" he asked her softly, his voice lacking much inflection and emotion.
For the past few days, he had been waiting for her to fall asleep before coming to bed.
Actually, she hadn't been asleep at all; she only slept at ease after he lay down.
Lin Xinlan ignored his body's rejection and held him tightly, saying in a muffled voice, "Rong Shaoze, what are you afraid of?"
The man was silent for a while before he understood what she was asking.
