Mu Yiliang thought for a moment and said, "You once said you hoped I would forget the past Yan Sijue because the old you wasn't worth my love. But even if the old you wasn't perfect, you are still you. I want to know all of you."
Yan Sijue sighed softly and held her tightly.
"Yiliang, I'm very afraid..."
Afraid that when she remembers everything, she'll hate him.
"Are you afraid I'll blame you?" Mu Yiliang said softly, "Xiao Qi and Jason know about our past. If you truly did something outrageous, they would certainly object. But now they're happy for us, which means you didn't do anything wrong."
The man gently caressed her cheek, his eyes dim.
"Si Jue... I have confidence in you, and I have confidence in myself." She smiled, "I love you so much, how could I bear to blame you?"
He closed his eyes in haste, his voice hoarse: "Yiliang, I'm sorry..."
Yes, she loved him so much, but he had cruelly pushed her away.
