"It must be fate that she later returned to Aus City, becoming an unknown actress in Bai Chengxi's company. One time, we were playing cards at Xiangshan Club, and Bai Chengxi invited several artists to join us. She was one of them."
"Did she recover her memory then?"
"She had recovered a long time ago, but she always feared facing me, worried that I might disdain her." Mu Shuoqian said this with a soft ripple of tenderness on his lips, which under the warm sunshine, seemed incomparably beautiful.
Even though Gu Qili had seen him smile countless times, none were comparable to the smile he wore now—obsessive, pure, adoring, profound—it was a smile meant for that 'Little Rain'.
"How could I disdain her, when she is the love of my life?" Mu Shuoqian slowly finished speaking, his gaze turning tender and lingering once again.
