To be cut like this, is really pitiful.

Yun Qing blushed and stuck her tongue out sheepishly, putting away the gardening shears. "That... I'm sorry, I spaced out just now."

Xu the steward shook his head repeatedly, saying it didn't matter.

In fact, it was his idea to take Miss Yun out to prune the branches. The weather had been bad these past few days, and Miss Yun had been staying cooped up in the villa every day. He was afraid of suffocating her.

Today was a rare sunny day, no rain and even some sunshine. He asked Yunqingxi if she wanted to try trimming the flower branches, and Yunqingxi readily agreed.

When Ye Ziyu returned, this is what he saw.

Unbeknownst to him, Xu Butler suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

This chill came on suddenly, like a day with gentle breeze and light rain that suddenly turned into hail!

Then he turned his head and saw Yu Shao's usual cold face.

Today, Yu Shao's face seemed a little colder than usual...

What on earth is going on?

"Young Master Yu..." Xu, the butler, was puzzled but respectfully stepped aside.

Yúnqíng also saw Yè Zǐyù: "Why are you back so early today?"

Ye Ziyu looked at her, his thin lips pressed into a cold line.

This woman, just a moment ago she was laughing and chatting with Butler Xu, but the instant she saw me, she became silent!

He thought he would be angry, but it turned out that anger wasn't nearly enough to outweigh the strange fluttering in his heart when he saw her.

Even the monsters couldn't blame her.

She was only willing to blame Xu Guanjia, the only man who appeared by her side.

"???" said Xu, the manager, who was over half a century old but had been unjustly harmed.

It's a clear day, but why do I feel like it's going to rain and thunder?

"Ye Ziyu..." Yun Qingxi made a good amount of mental preparation before lifting her head to look at Ye Ziyu's exceptionally profound eyes. "I have something to tell you."

Ye Ziyu: "..."

He had intended to ask this woman something, but she unexpectedly spoke first.

Today the sky is very blue, the clouds are very white, and the sunlight is very clear. It shines on her pretty face, giving it a faint glow.

Doesn't the book say that this kind of situation is most suitable for confessing?

He inexplicably heard the sound of his own heartbeat.

Each sound, like a drumbeat.

"I have something to tell you…" Yunqingxi bit her lip, her tender lips turning pale.

"You say," Ye Ziyu's Adam's apple moved slightly, his voice unknowingly becoming gentler as he spoke.

Tender...like the melting snow on a mountain peak in March.

He even wanted to reach out and rub her lips, which were now white from being bitten— was this woman an idiot? Biting her own lips like that, didn't she feel pain?

"I actually... have amnesia." Yún Qīng Xī gritted her teeth and brought up this matter.

So far, only Ning Wanjuan and Yu Feifei know about her amnesia.

One was her mother's former teacher, and the other was her best friend. She didn't feel much psychological burden telling these two people about it.

Unlike Ye Ziyu, Ye Ziyu always had an ambiguous attitude towards her.

Even sending a gift without showing up himself made it hard for her to tell if he was acting or being sincere.

She didn't want to tell her secret to someone she couldn't see through at all. She had hesitated for a long time, but after all, she had promised Grandma Ning, so she took this opportunity to speak up.

Amnesia?

Ye Ziyu: "..."

What kind of confession is this?

“I’ve lost my memory and forgotten everything that happened before. My name isn’t Yun Qingxi, it’s Cheng Min’er, Qiao Zhen’s daughter. My mother used to work at Xuan Mei and was good friends with Auntie Xiao Nuan. I think we probably met when we were little……” Yun Qingxi continued.

Ye Ziyu's brain, far surpassing that of an ordinary person, was running at overload for the first time.

Only then, when she spoke each word carefully, did he fully understand— it wasn't a confession about amnesia at all, was it?

Yún Qíng xī mǐn xiàn kàn dào tā chún jiǎo chuō chù le yīxià, xīn bù nyí tí le tí: “Yè Zǐ Yù, nǐ yǒu shén me xiǎng shuō de, shuō jiù shì……”

Anyway, she was used to this big pig's sharp tongue.

"Is that all you want to tell me?" Ye Ziyu asked.

The sky was clear, and with a slight nod, she felt a hint of... disappointment in his words.

It's as if there's some unfulfilled desire.

"Then... what did you think I wanted to tell you?" she asked, unable to hold back.

"There's nothing more," Ye Ziyu turned his face, the outline of his face was distinct, his features were especially handsome in the sunlight, "Now that I've said it all, you can leave."

Yúnqíngxī : “…”

Well, at least give me some response, okay?

This is more than just indifference; it's indifference that has lost its humanity!

Doesn't he wonder about the reason for his amnesia? Doesn't he want to know how he regained his identity?

Yúnqíng's heart was filled with disappointment, even greater than Yèzǐyù's.

As expected, this cold and aloof man had been acting all along. Otherwise, how could he be so indifferent at a time like this?

A pang of bittersweet sorrow washed over her. She pressed her lips together, lowered her head, and dropped the gardening shears into the basket before hurrying out of the garden.

Only fallen flower branches remained on the ground. Ye Ziyu, who wasn't confessing his feelings tonight, stood there, watching her retreating figure. His heart felt like it was being squeezed by something, an indescribable pain.

Wait, she just said she has amnesia?

"Cheng Miner..." he repeated the name, some subtle images flashing in his mind.

He remembered a girl named Cheng Miner from his childhood. Her smile was especially beautiful, with two shallow dimples on her fair face and lips like small cherry blossoms.

At that time, Ye ZiRui had already started learning the violin, and Ye ZiYan also began to learn how to paint.

He wasn't interested in anything else, he only liked pushing this little girl on the swings.

He lied to her, saying his name was Ye Zi Rui.

Every time he teases her a little, and hears her pout and say "Zierui is a bad brother" in a huff, he can't help but laugh out loud.

Cheng Miner……

Why hadn't she been seen for so long after that?

Where did she go all these years, and why did she lose her memory?

Ye Ziyu stood there for a long time, so long that Xu Guanjia, who was not far away, began to worry that he had gone mad.

Of course, Xu Guanjia didn't hear the conversation between Ye Ziyue and Yun Qingxi just now.

At that point, anyone with a shred of sense knows they should avoid it and not stick around like a spare bulb.

He was puzzled about what Miss Yun had said to Young Master Yu, which caused Young Master Yu to be so stunned. Suddenly, he saw Ye Ziyu move, and strode towards the villa.

……

Yun Qing's mood wasn't very good today, she was in her room calling Yu Fei Fei: "Fei Fei, what time do you get off work today? Would you be free to have hotpot?"

"What are you kidding, we're eating hot pot, don't even consider whether it's convenient or not?" Yu Feifei readily agreed without thinking. Only after she finished speaking did she realize that Yun Qingxi's tone seemed a little downcast. "Qingxi, what's wrong? Are you unhappy? Did Yu Ye upset you?"

Yun Qing couldn't help but sigh, Yu Fei Fei was truly a close friend, able to guess her thoughts every time.

"No," she bit her lip, not wanting to admit that she was upset by Ye Ziyu's cold reaction, "I... I just suddenly felt like having hot pot."

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