Luo Xuan entered the room.
Heather, standing on the balcony, turned around at the sound of the door opening.
Luo Xuan's gaze upon her slowly turned into a mix of confusion and curiosity, as if he didn't recognize her at all.
"Who are you?" Heather asked him.
"You don't recognize me?" Luo Xuan countered.
Heather shook her head: "I don't remember... Should I know you?"
"Then do you still know who you are?"
"Heather."
Luo Xuan paused for a moment.
She knows who she is?
Yet she doesn't know who he is...
He thought for a moment, trying to ask questions in the safest way possible.
"Then do you know why you are here?"
Heather was still standing on the balcony, looking at Luo Xuan who did not come in but stood in that corner, and smiled slightly: "I don't know."
"Aren't you afraid?"
