Su Yiren frowned suddenly, looking at the disappearing silhouette of the BMW with a hint of worry in her eyes.
Lun You's memory hadn't fully recovered yet, but whenever glimpses of his memories resurfaced, he insisted on leaving, and no one could stop him.
With the car window open, the cold wind poured in, providing a moment of clarity. The gloomy sky seemed about to rain, but her heart was soaring, filled with anticipation and excitement.
It was May now. Lun You thought to himself that it had been five months since the accident.
He wondered what the people in Baisha City would feel seeing him return.
He thought of Liu Mingxing, and a glint flashed through his dark eyes.
He missed her too much.
"Godmother," Xun Ruliu came out of the study and saw Su Yiren standing blankly at the door, slightly surprised. "What are you looking at?"
She was still not aware of Lun You regaining his memory the day before.
