Dong Xin Yan thought it was Gu Ningyi who couldn't wait and had sent a new message, so she opened it without thinking. The message contained only four simple words: Good night, Xinxin.
But it wasn't from Gu Ningyi; it was from Cheng Ziyang.
Dong Xin Yan's gaze slightly froze as she stared dazedly at the phone screen. After a moment, her fingers finally moved slightly.
No blame, no urging, not even a single inquiry. Ziyang, as usual, gently wished her goodnight, as if... everything that happened today hadn't occurred at all.
But clearly, everything had already undergone earth-shattering changes.
Dong Xin Yan's long eyelashes quivered slightly, her delicate eyebrows knitted, and a few thoughts flitted through her black eyes, revealing her inner struggle.
She had already recovered all her memories and remembered her feelings for Gu Ningyi. This, she should tell him, right? Yet if she said it now, it would be a bit cruel to him, but if she didn't, it would be unfair to him.
