The mories from those two months, although still incomplete, mostly returned under hypnosis. But when she walked into the villa, walking to the familiar places, recalling the lake surface in her mory, it was a completely different feeling.
The mories recovered through hypnosis felt more like a simple list of events, just rembering things that had happened without much emotion. She felt like an outsider, watching coldly from the sidelines.
Oh, so she did such things.
This was her only feeling upon waking up.
But now, at this mont, as she walked through the villa, one place after another, corresponding images erged in her mind, no longer rigid, no longer re lists of events, but growing vivid and emotional.
Here, she had once been fiercely pushed away by Gu Ningyi. After falling, she was very angry, struggled to get up, and then ran over in a rage, grabbing his arm and biting down hard. Gu Ningyi gasped in pain but couldn’t shake her off, and it took half a month for the teeth marks to disappear. Afterward, he would touch the tooth marks on his arm every day, angrily saying, "Are you a dog?"
At that ti, she didn’t know what she was thinking, yet she raised her little head and retorted, "Yes, I’m a dog. If you dare push again, I’ll bite a piece of your flesh off next ti!"
As a result, her intention to act tough turned into sothing funny. Gu Ningyi’s handso face, initially filled with gloom, actually curved into a smile when he heard her words, asking, "So, you admit you’re a dog?"
"..."
Gu Ningyi’s smile was truly beautiful. His features perfectly inherited the Gu Family’s good genes, deep and handso, every inch as if it were the finest stroke of the Creator.
Ever since Gu Ningyi slimd down and with the onset of puberty where boys grow taller, Gu Ningyi beca more and more handso, more and more charming.
Every ti, the corners of his lips carried a hint of mischievous allure that made it impossible for those girls to resist.
Dong Xin Yan really always disliked him, but occasionally, she would be dazzled by his mischievous smile.
Step by step, she walked in, entered the room, more mories ca rushing to her, and in the flow of ti, it seed, in an instant, she returned to the past.
Here, she hated Gu Ningyi, resented Gu Ningyi, ambushed Gu Ningyi, mocked Gu Ningyi, bullied Gu Ningyi. Likewise, Gu Ningyi hated her, resented her, yelled at her, and repeatedly threw her out, drove her away.
But it was also here that she saw another side of the little tyrant Gu Ningyi. He wasn’t truly fearless and invincible. He could be timid, very frustrated, and she had even once seen him secretly with reddened eyes.
It turned out, no matter how disobedient, how overbearing, how unruly he was, he was nothing more than an eighteen-year-old boy.
Eighteen, the age of youthful pride and exuberance, yet he abruptly lost his vision, and it’s highly possible that he might never regain it.
How could he not be afraid? How could he not be vulnerable?
Then, even though she disliked him so much, seeing him like that, she couldn’t bring herself to dislike him. Then, she began to notice that when he quietly sat there, he looked very handso. When he smiled, he was very charming, and when he was sick, he was very heart-wrenching.
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