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Actually, sometimes Zhao Xi was more willing for her memories to slowly fade along the time line. That way, there would only be one Mo Ziran left in her mind.

What she was most afraid of was that she wouldn't be able to remember it.

Therefore, when many people and things were blurry, she would deliberately recall the whole sequence of events, and then repeat it three times. Perhaps, this way, she would be able to remember for a period of time.

When he saw the key, the villa by the sea also became clear.

Coming to this villa once again, Zhao Xi was a little glad that she hadn't completely forgotten about it.

According to the doctor, forgetting is based on the depth of one's memory, and what one does not deliberately recall over and over again will of course be forgotten first, not only after infection, even for the average person, but also after a quick glimpse of people and things will not always be remembered.

X1N34 just doubles the speed at which normal people forget.

Did this prove that this villa had also given her some feelings?

Green plants extended from the fence, milky white buildings in the blue sea of romance and warmth.

She pushed away from the fence and stepped on the lawn. The unique softness of the sea was very comfortable.

As he gently opened the door of the villa, Zhao Xi stood there in a daze.

This place seemed to have always been like this, the decorations were faintly familiar to her memory.

He turned around and left with a solemn and resolute expression.

The footsteps stopped.

The man at the door was handsome and gentle. He wore a white elegant suit, and his eyes were the same as always.

Zhao Xi laughed bitterly in surprise, not knowing what to say for a moment. After waiting for a while, when she realized that Fang Han did not have any intentions of opening his mouth, he opened his mouth and said: "I didn't know you would come."

Fang Han's gaze landed on the key that was lying on the table quietly. He felt dejected and bitter, and heartache spread throughout his body, "Should I thank you for not finding someone to directly return the key to me?"

She did not use the method that embarrassed him the most. Should he be glad that she did not do so?

"It's all the same to me."

If she had known that Fang Han would come, she would not have come at this time.

"It's different. Completely different." Fang Han changed his shoes calmly, then took out a pair of female slippers from the shoe shelf and placed it at Zhao Xi's feet. He squatted down and held her foot, "I can help you change your shoes, it's not easy for servants to clean it, do you want to waste their hard work?"

Zhao Xi anxiously took a step back to avoid his action. Fang Han's hand stopped in midair, and there was no intention to take it back. He raised his eyes to look at Zhao Xi, and clear pain could be seen in his clear eyes.

"..." No need to change. I'm just here to return the key to you. "

She suddenly yearned to see Mo Ziran, as though she rarely had the impulse to.

"Are you so afraid of me? "You weren't like this before."

Fang Han was still squatting down and slowly retracted his hand. The flaxen-colored strands of hair obscured his vision, making him look a little frail.

"Fang Han, didn't we say we wouldn't owe each other anything?" "Actually, I don't remember anymore. There are many things I don't remember anymore, and I will forget more in the future. Perhaps, the next time we meet, I will greet you with a smile. Hi, hello."

She did not have much time left. There were very few people who could remember and very few who could repay her, so she could not split the time with others.

"But you will also forget about Mo Ziran." Fang Han was stung hard by her words. He stood up and said in a slightly sharp tone, "There will be a day when you wake up from your bed and suddenly don't remember who the man beside you is."

Zhao Xi shook her head as despair surged from the bottom of her heart. An unknown fear caused her voice to tremble: "It's fine, it's fine, as long as he's still Mo Ziran, I will fall in love with him again, and if I forget about him in the next second, then I will love him again in the next second. As long as Mo Ziran does not give up on me, I will not give up either."

Fang Han painfully closed his eyes. Tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and sadness stained his gentle lips. "You don't have to go through all this. As long as you're with me, we can start anew when you forget everything."

Zhao Xi turned around and picked up the key that she placed on the table. A light flashed across her eyes and her voice was choked with sobs: "Fang Han …"

On the bright and clean airport, Mo Ziran leaned on the car as the corner of his clothes fluttered in the wind.

Zhao Xi got off the carriage, holding a music box in her arms, and ran over to Mo Ziran while laughing: "You've been waiting for long?"

"Nope."

Mo Ziran took the music box in his hand and pulled Zhao Xi up: "You only brought a music box?"

"And you."

Zhao Xi waved their hands, their smiles were brilliant, and the sunlight in her eyes poured down.

Mo Ziran was in a daze, he grabbed Zhao Xi's hand tightly, lowered his head and sucked her lips, then licked her lips.

Zhao Xi's eyes were blurry as she leaned on Mo Ziran's body to respond to his kiss.

Sun Gu and a group of bodyguards stood at the side, lowering their heads and waiting expressionlessly.

After a long while, Mo Ziran finally retreated. With a hoarse voice, he warned, "You are not allowed to seduce me in public!"

"…"

How could she!

Zhao Xi glared at him in dissatisfaction.

The chef prepared the dishes and served them. There were even candles lit on the table.

Zhao Xi walked over in shock. "Mo Ziran, do you not have any common sense? How can a candle be lit on a plane?! "

"…"

Mo Ziran turned his face away in disdain and sat down at his seat, staring at her unhappily with his legs crossed.

After entering, only then did Zhao Xi realize that the light that looked like candles looked very real.

Surprised, he touched it with his hand. It was not hot, and the light reflected on his hand.

"Mo Ziran, I find that you can really become a designer."

How did he come up with so many tricks?

"Design what? Design a marriage proposal venue? "

All of his thoughts in this lifetime were completely focused on proposing to Zhao Xi.

He proposed to the same person thrice, and all the shameful things he had done in his life were done on Zhao Xi!

"…"

Mo Ziran glared at her and turned his head to indicate that he did not want to eat it.

"Who said I prepared this?!" Mo Ziran slammed the table and shouted towards the cabin, "Who put this? Retreat! It's so ugly! "

"…"

Who else would dare to play tricks on his plane other than himself?

Zhao Xi sat in front of Mo Ziran and picked up the bundle of Blue Rose. "I remember that you also have this kind of flower garden in your garden."

Mo Ziran's face darkened for a moment, he retracted his hand and grabbed tightly in his pocket, and spoke with a stiff tone: "Feed it to me."

"…"

Zhao Xi really wanted to throw this bouquet of flowers onto his body. Just now, she wanted to feed him but she didn't want it.

Mo Ziran stood up and brought Zhao Xi and the chair over to her side, and then pushed her share in front of her: "Hurry."

"…"

Zhao Xi threw the Blue Rose into Mo Ziran's embrace, and indignantly raised a fork to feed him. "Mo Ziran, you're becoming more and more unreasonable now."

"I've always been very unreasonable."

Mo Ziran carried the flower in one hand and supported his chin with the other, proudly waiting for Zhao Xi to feed it to him.

"That's right, that's because no one is trying to reason with you!" Zhao Xi was not in a good mood, what was there to be proud about!

As Mo Ziran ate the steak, his black eyes locked onto the side of her face. "How much do you remember about Europe?"

"…"

Zhao Xi paused for a moment, then fed another piece to him. She stood up and took out the frozen red wine in the barrel, opened it, and handed him a cup of red wine, then said: "There are a lot."

Maybe it was because it was too deep, or maybe it was because the timeline was too close, but she really remembered a lot about Europe.

"Such as?"

Mo Ziran took a small sip of the wine, and his cold lips moved to kiss Zhao Xi's earlobes.

"I remember Grandfather, I remember Mo Ziji, I remember Mo Ziyu, I remember Fang Han."

She remembered the despair she felt when she first came to Europe, remembered how the old man had led her there, remembered Mo Ziji's help, remembered Mo Ziyu's concern, and remembered that Mo Ziran had designed his own father and everyone else for her.

"Oh." Mo Ziran responded indifferently, with a very calm tone, "They all know."

"Right."

Her situation was not a small issue, it could not be hidden from the people of the Mo family who controlled everything. Furthermore, Mo Ziran brought her back to Europe to find the formula, at least Mo Ziji should know about it.

Outside the window, the sky was blue and the clouds were thick, making it impossible to see the ground.

Mo Ziran's gaze was deep and dark, like a calm whirlpool in the deep sea, brewing with the storm.

Zhao Xi fell asleep while leaning on his shoulder. Recently, she had been sleeping a little too long.

Paris was romantic and dreamy. The ancient castle of the Mo family contained all the majesty that remained in Paris.

Zhao Xi's consciousness slowly cleared. When she opened her eyes, he found herself in a luxurious bedroom, which was a little familiar.

She shook her head and sat up, this was Mo Ziran's room, in the Mo family's villa.

She had actually come back without any consciousness?

Where's Mo Ziran?

Zhao Xi wore a long skirt that rested on the bedside as she carelessly played with her hair. When the bodyguards outside saw her coming out, they respectfully greeted her and said, "Miss Zhao, Second Young Master said that you will eat first after you wake up. Wait for him here."

"What is Mo Ziran busy with?"

As soon as he returned, he saw no one.

"We don't know either."

The bodyguard followed behind Zhao Xi, following closely behind. Zhao Xi turned her head and looked at them: "What are you guys doing?"

"Second Young Master has requested us to follow the Miss Zhao closely."

The bodyguard's tone was still formal, his face expressionless.

"…"

Zhao Xi suspiciously looked at the few well-dressed men, and waved her hands: "Follow me."

After Zhao Xi finished her meal, Mo Ziyu entered the door on time. She leaned on the back of the sofa and jumped straight over, "Sister-in-law!"

Zhao Xi passed the grape that she had just picked up from the fruit plate to her. "Did you see your brother?"

"No, he said he wanted me to come find you and chat with you when you woke up."

Mo Ziyu's smile was still as beautiful as ever, as if the gloom had never happened in the country before.

"I haven't seen grandpa yet. I plan to go see him later. Let's go together?"

The old man who had given her the care and support of a family member was the strongest support she had ever had when she was on her own.

"No, Sister-in-law, you should wait for my brother to come back and have him accompany you." Mo Ziyu rejected decisively with a dark look and smiled, "By the way, sister-in-law, did you see the wound on the beautiful little model's hand the other day? I'm dying of laughter! "