"Ling'er, just go with your brother Liu Hun, it will greatly help you to recover your own memory. After all, in this world, people can't live without a bit of memory, right?" At a time when Ling'er was feeling a bit torn, Ling Mangyao walked in from outside and spoke to Ling'er with a smile.
Hearing this, Ling'er reluctantly glanced at Ling Mengyao, then nodded to Liu Hun.
Seeing Ling'er nod, Liu Hun didn't say much and was about to leave with a few people. However, at this moment, Ling Mengyao suddenly called out to Liu Hun.
Hearing the voice, Liu Hun instinctively stopped his steps but did not turn around; at this moment, Ling Mengyao hesitated slightly, then hurried over to Liu Hun and hugged his back tightly with both hands.
After a long while, Ling Mengyao whispered softly to Liu Hun, "I'm sorry, Liu Hun."
"Are you done talking? If so, we need to leave now." Liu Hun said calmly, his back to Ling Mengyao, letting her hug him.
