Li Shiyan had come to the Su residence at least a hundred times, so he was intimately familiar with the layout and architecture inside. He quickly and smoothly slipped into the rear courtyard, planning to search room by room. He was determined to see exactly what mystery Su Ziluo was playing at. Why wouldn’t he let him see Ji Yunshu, insisting he had to wait until tomorrow?

At this very moment, Ji Yunshu was sitting in the side hall, with Su Ziluo seated across from her.

The two had been sitting like this for some time now, neither speaking. Or rather, they didn’t know what to say, didn’t know where to begin.

A gust of wind rose outside the hall, rustling the leaves with a swishing sound. It slowly blew into the hall, causing the door frame to bang hard, breaking the current silence.

Ji Yunshu was the first to speak, looking at Su Ziluo across from her. “Do you really not intend to tell me anything?”

Su Ziluo’s expression remained calm, still giving the same response as before. “Everything I should say, I’ve already said. Even if you continue asking, I have nothing more to tell you.”

“Since you saved Jingrong, why did you hide it from me? I know there must be a reason, a reason you’re unwilling to speak of. But Ji… Mr. Su, there are only the two of us here. Whatever difficulties you have, you can tell me, all right?” She spoke these words in an almost pleading tone.

However—

Su Ziluo was someone as stubborn as she was. What he decided not to say, he would definitely keep locked in his heart without uttering a word. He took a deep breath, rolled his wheelchair to the doorway, and gazed at the pitch-black sky outside. His eyes deep, he slowly said, “What you wanted was to find him, wasn’t it? Now you’ve found him. Does anything else… really matter?”

“It matters!” Ji Yunshu stood up earnestly. “Three years! Do you know what I’ve been through these three years? Every day I’ve lived in longing and torment, my mind filled with nothing but finding him. Three years, not three days! Yet you speak of it so lightly. I know I should actually thank you, because if not for you, Jingrong might truly be dead. But that doesn’t mean… what you hid from me was right.”

When she finished, Su Ziluo laughed—whether he found her words laughable or was mocking himself, she couldn’t tell.

After a long while—

He turned his wheelchair around, meeting Ji Yunshu’s gaze. “You searched for him for three years, waited for him for three years. Heaven has proven your love, and you have proven your own love. All the trials and tribulations… were for today’s perfect reunion, weren’t they?”

His voice was still so pleasant, gentle, softly deep…

After hearing this, Ji Yunshu’s eyes reddened. She shook her head in disbelief. “So you think… this is Heaven’s test for Jingrong and me? Mr. Su, forgive me for not understanding.”

“In any case, stop asking! Because no matter how many times you ask, the answer I give you… will be the same!” He was unwilling to discuss it further. “Right now, the most important thing is to help Jingrong recover his memories. And during the time he’s recovering his memories, you should stay here. Of course, if you want to take him away, I have no objections. Let’s see if he… is willing to go back with you.”

Having said this, Su Ziluo called out “Qi’er.”

Qi’er entered from outside. “Young Master?”

He instructed, “Have someone properly prepare a courtyard for Miss Ji to stay in. Attend to her well, without any negligence.”

“This servant has already made arrangements. It’s the Jingxin Courtyard in the west wing. It’s been cleaned very thoroughly, everything has been properly furnished, and several maids have been arranged to serve there. Tomorrow morning, I’ll send someone to Miss Ji’s previous lodgings to fetch her belongings.”

Qi’er had taken care of Jingrong for many years, so she arranged everything with particular care. She was an extremely thoughtful maid.

Su Ziluo always trusted Qi’er to handle matters. He nodded. “Arrange it just as you’ve said.”

“Yes!”

Su Ziluo looked at Ji Yunshu again. “Rest well today. Everything can wait until tomorrow.”

With that, Qi’er pushed him away.

Ji Yunshu stayed in the room for a while, then went to a long corridor near the lake, where she saw Jingrong standing in the distance under the covered walkway.

His unfathomable eyes gazed at the lantern hanging precariously from the eaves.

Ji Yunshu hesitated for a long time about whether or not to approach, but in the end she couldn’t control her footsteps.

Step by step, she walked over.

Jingrong knew she had come, but still stood motionless under the eaves. It seemed that after a day, he had slowly digested all of this, yet still had not a shred of memory. But even so, he couldn’t deceive his own heart. He had to admit that when he saw Ji Yunshu, endless waves would surge in his heart. That feeling was like someone using a feather to stir within the crevices of his bones—truly uncomfortable.

Ji Yunshu walked to his side, following his line of sight to look at the lantern hanging from the eaves. “In the past, you also liked to stand alone in the corridor like this. Often you would stand for an hour or two at a time.”

Jingrong said nothing.

“I remember once, we were just like this. At that time, you held my hand and told me that if one day the world was at peace, we would leave all the troubles and conflicts behind and go wherever we wanted to go. You also promised me that as long as there was something I wanted to do, you would accompany me—to the ends of the earth, anywhere.” She spoke very slowly, hoping every word would sink deep into Jingrong’s heart and make him remember the past, bit by bit.

Jingrong’s eyes trembled slightly. After a long moment, he turned his head to look at Ji Yunshu. “Even if I really am Jingrong, really am the person you’ve searched for these three years, Miss Ji, perhaps some things… are just the way they are now.”

Just the way they are now!

Ji Yunshu didn’t blame him for saying such words. She only said, “It’s all right. You’ll remember. You definitely will.”

“What if I can’t?”

Ji Yunshu refused to give up. Her attitude firm, she said, “Then I’ll keep waiting, waiting for you to use your current identity… to fall in love with me all over again.”

Jingrong gazed at her earnest eyes, the corner of his mouth curling up. “You’re just that confident in thinking… I’ll fall in love with you?”

“Yes! I believe you will. You said it yourself—I am you, you are me. You and I, through lifetime after lifetime, without each other. You also said that if there is a next life, you would still recognize me, would love me just as in this life. That was your promise, unchanging through all lifetimes. Even if you are Lichuan now, I believe that in the most important place in your heart, it’s still me!”

“What if I tell you I won’t fall in love with you!”

Ji Yunshu’s eyes reddened. In an instant, she threw herself into his embrace, hugging him tightly, pressing her face against his solid chest. Her voice choked as she said, “Jingrong, stop deceiving yourself. Actually, the moment you turned back at the Nansai desert camp to save me, you had already fallen in love with me again. It’s just that you’re unwilling to admit it, unwilling to face your true feelings. That’s why you always treat me so coldly. But Jingrong, I said it before—even if you can deceive yourself, you can never deceive me.”

She knew. She could feel it. Even if Jingrong was Lichuan, he would still fall in love with her.

At this moment, Jingrong didn’t push her away. Only his eyes became even more profound.

At this very moment, Li Shiyan cleverly avoided all the patrol guards in the residence and made his way around to the rear courtyard. He searched through several nearby rooms but didn’t see Ji Yunshu. Planning to continue searching in the west wing area, he had just rounded a corridor when he saw two people standing in the distance under the covered walkway.

Those two people were tightly embracing!

He hid behind a pillar, stealthily looking in that direction, his face full of gossip, smiling to himself as he whispered, “When did such interesting affairs start happening in the Su residence? Late at night, a man and woman embracing—does Ziluo not even care? How peculiar!”

He was always sneaking into the Su residence, and everyone there recognized him!

But he had never seen any maid and servant in the residence who had eyes for each other. His curiosity grew, wanting to see exactly who it was.

So he shifted a few steps toward the adjacent pillar, his line of sight becoming wider.

Only he never expected that with this look, he would freeze completely on the spot.

Because the person throwing herself into the man’s embrace was none other than Ji Yunshu!

The girl he had held in his heart for five years.

At this moment, he felt as if his body was being firmly grasped by something, completely unable to move.

His heart also felt as if it was being viciously torn into pieces, continuously dripping blood.