Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
And then?
Su Zhinian was reminded of the excitement he had felt when he found her, the fact that he had been unable to sleep the night before speaking to her, the way his heart had raced when he realized he had fallen in love with her, and finally how she had ignored him for Qin Yinan when he reached out by calling her Tingting. A fog settled over his face, and he said,
She doesn’t remember me anymore.
She doesn’t remember you? Then did you tell her you’ve been looking for her for about a decade?
Song Qingchun had completely settled into the role of a spectator; she had no idea the girl Su Zhinian was referring to in his story was her.
She wasn’t at all reminded of the incident in her high-school when Su Zhinian approached her to ask whether her name was Tingting. Perhaps, it was simply buried far too deep in her mind.
I did, but she still couldn’t remember me…
I’m being so obvious, and yet it still didn’t bring up any memories within her? Su Zhinian’s gaze surreptitiously swept over Song Qingchun’s face, which was filled with interest and curiosity. Then again, this is only normal… After all, her heart is dominated by Qin Yinan; she has never even once look at me in that manner, so why should I expect that she would remember all these incidents related to me?
Song Qingchun’s heart fell as she saw the disappointment on Su Zhinian’s face. She couldn’t help herself but console him by scolding ‘Tingting’.
This Tingting is really too much, does she have a brain of a pig or goldfish? How can she forget something so important? Even after so many reminders, she still couldn’t remember you? This is just… No, this is more than just a case of bad memory; she must be mentally challenged…
Su Zhinian was feeling low, but when he heard Song Qingchun’s relentless mocking, his originally sad face started to twitch with weird emotions.
He wanted to laugh, but he also felt a headache coming. Doesn’t she know the person she’s mocking is actually herself?
Su Zhinian raised his fingers to massage his temple. He cleared his throat to interrupt her.
Actually, it wasn’t her fault, after all, she was too young when we first met; she has probably forgotten all about it.
Even though it was her who was scolding herself and it was for his sake, he couldn’t help but jump in to defend her.
Although he was indeed confused by all this… She did tell me her name was Tingting, so how could she even forget that she was once called Tingting? Is the name that unimportant?
When Song Qingchun heard Su Zhinian’s latest comment, her hands went to seal her mouth immediately. Why did I run my mouth off just now? After all, this girl is Su Zhinian’s sweetheart… No matter how insufferably stupid she is, she is, of course, the most perfect person in Su Zhinian’s mind.
Song Qingchun thought about it and decided to apologize.
Erm… I’m sorry about what I said. That was the alcohol talking; I hope you don’t mind and won’t take it to heart.
Afraid that Song Qingchun might feel awkward, Su Zhinian explained immediately,
No, it’s fine.
After noticing Su Zhinian was really not angry, Song Qingchun added,
Then, can I ask you a question?
Sure,
Su Zhinian nodded.
I accidentally read your diary before this, I swear I didn’t do it on purpose, I didn’t know it was your diary. Anyway, I saw a sentence…
Song Qingchun paused and recited the sentence from memory,
…I’ve expended three lifetimes to find you, and now, I will use another to make you my wife…
