"Hmm." The man smiled with relief, holding him gently, he said, "Go to sleep now, it’s still a while before dawn."
"Oh..." Kangkang yawned, leaned into his arms, and fell asleep quickly.
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An Ruo got paper and pen, and wrote on it ’Xingtian can’t... secret in...’, then added other words, like ’album’ ’letter’ ’Winnie Bear’ ’little boy’ ’man in the dream’, and so on.
She tried to connect these things, hoping to rember sothing.
Xingtian didn’t really care if she could regain her mory, so she had to rely on herself.
"Are these things related?" An Ruo studied seriously but found she couldn’t connect them no matter what...
She reopened the drawing book, intending to look from the beginning. Maybe if she kept looking, she would rember sothing.
After viewing a dozen pages, she suddenly noticed a problem.
Every letter started with a certain phrase pattern, just with different nouns. If it was just normal letter writing, there was no need to emphasize ’Letter to XX:’ specifically, right?
Just writing ’XX:’ would suffice.
Why use that special opening?
An Ruo tapped the word ’letter’ on the paper with her pen, and her gaze fell on the words ’Xingtian can’t...’
In a flash of inspiration, a spark went off in her mind, instantly shocking her.
Could it be that the sentence appearing in the dream was actually ’Xingtian can’t... trust’?!
An Ruo’s complexion changed slightly, and she softly recited the sentence, finding it flowed smoothly without any awkwardness.
Her intuition also told her it was indeed ’Xingtian can’t be trusted,’ rather than ’Xingtian can’t do sothing sothing.’
Xingtian can’t be trusted...
He doesn’t deserve her trust; she cannot trust him!
Why is that? Could it be that Xingtian has hidden sothing from her, or is her amnesia sohow related to him?
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have left clues before losing her mory to remind her not to trust him.
An Ruo stood up abruptly, it must be that!
The tissues were filled with Xingtian’s na, and the fairy tale book in the desk drawer drew her attention to the word ’secret.’
And this drawing book, filled with so many occurrences of ’letter,’ was just to catch her attention.
Linking these keywords together, isn’t it just ’Xingtian can’t be trusted’?
An Ruo’s eyes were filled with disbelief; it turned out that the person she thought most important to her was actually soone not to be trusted.
She collapsed onto the chair, overwheld by this fact. She clutched her head tightly, feeling in great pain.
What exactly happened before she lost her mory, and what entanglents were there between her and Xingtian?
An Ruo shook her head in agony, still unable to recall anything.
She suddenly saw the latter part of the sentence on the paper ’secret in...’
A shiver ran through her mind, where is the secret?
If she finds the secret, can she know everything that happened in the past?
Where exactly is that secret?
An Ruo reviewed the drawing book again, not missing a single place, but she still discovered nothing.
She watched through the book "Secret Garden" from start to finish, yet still nothing.
She searched every nook and cranny of the room carefully, finding nothing. It seed she had lost the trail, unsure of what to do next.
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