After Han Junyan left the hospital, he found a place to drink alone.
Everything from the past flashed before his eyes. Meng Jingwei was still the most important person in his heart, but fate played tricks on them, making Meng Jingwei forget him time and again.
Even though Han Junyan was unwilling, he could not change anything.
He was not a member of the hidden clan, nor was he Old Chen Tou. He did not know the secret arts of the hidden clan and could not unseal Meng Jingwei's blocked memories.
After Meng Jingwei disappeared, he searched for her with all his might, but eventually, there was no news.
Until she reappeared, standing before him in a state of 'amnesia,' not recognizing him again.
Once, twice, and then many times. Han Junyan's once fiery heart gradually lost its warmth and turned cold.
The phone on the table rang. He took a sip of his wine, casually picked up the phone, and answered.
"Have you found Meng Jingwei?"
The voice on the other end was Anthony.
"She... has amnesia."
The words 'amnesia' were spoken carelessly, yet they pierced his chest like a sharp dagger, blood splattering, the pain suffocating, causing spasms.
He put down his wine glass, raised his fist, and hit the area of his chest fiercely, wanting to ease the heartache there.
"She really has amnesia?" Anthony sounded annoyed. "Old Chen Tou, that old fellow, is truly heartless."
Meng Jingwei's amnesia was detrimental to him, making Anthony quite troubled.
"Han Junyan, you..." *Beep, beep, beep...*
Anthony wanted to say something more, but Han Junyan had already hung up the phone.
He dialed back, but Han Junyan hung up again.
Finally, Han Junyan turned off his phone in frustration and sat by the window, drinking continuously.
"Sir, are you... are you alright?"
Suddenly, a woman in a water-green dress appeared before him. She tilted her head, looking at him, and asked with a hint of worry.
Han Junyan looked up at her, his brow furrowing. "Have we... met somewhere before?"
He had drunk quite a lot, but not to the point of being drunk.
The woman also looked at him with a furrowed brow. She tilted her head and thought carefully, "You are... who are you? I suddenly can't remember your name."
She patted her head in frustration, feeling anxious and annoyed.
"Han Junyan."
"Oh, right, Han Junyan. Mr. Han, I've really been looking for you for a long time. I never expected we would meet again."
She was overjoyed, almost dancing with excitement.
Han Junyan knew her name was He Xiao Lüyì.
Years ago, he was kidnapped and taken to Country C, where he met his current mysterious boss, Bickal.
Bickal had taken him to Country C before, and that was when he met He Xiao Lüyì.
"Miss Lüyì is truly forgetful of distinguished guests." Han Junyan smiled elegantly, gesturing to the seat opposite him. "Below Qiyai Mountain, I was fishing by the river, and you fell into the water while boating. I saved you. Do you not remember?"
He reminded her.
He had stayed in the hidden clan for a long time with Bickal that time. Bickal had important matters to attend to and couldn't leave for a while, so they stayed in the hidden clan for some time.
It was during that period that he learned the hidden language and also learned the true identity of Old Chen Tou.
When he was bored in the hidden language, he went fishing by the river and happened to meet He Xiao Lüyì.
However, this time, Han Junyan also understood another identity of He Xiao Lüyì, which was... He Xiao Lanyà's niece.
Moreover, she was highly valued by He Xiao Lanyà.
"No, no. I remember you, but I was just too excited and forgot your name."
He Xiao Lüyì looked a bit shy and quickly stood up, bowing to him. "Mr. Han, I apologize."
He Xiao Lüyì was very beautiful, with fair skin, inheriting her mother's strong genes. Her features were picturesque, and she had dimples when she smiled.