Mo Jun: "..."
He really is a cold person.
Mou Xiao had always wanted to regain his memory; he always felt he had forgotten some woman. But now, he was afraid to retrieve them.
He was certain that he was now attracted to Axiang; he wanted to protect her, take care of her.
This feeling came very suddenly, and very strongly, but it was also very firm.
So he didn't want to restore his memory; he didn't want to remember that he used to care about another woman. He was afraid that he would be unfair to Axiang, and even more afraid that he wouldn't know how to choose.
Of course, he wouldn't deceive himself indefinitely; he just wanted to delay restoring his memory.
At least until Axiang's eyes recovered, he didn't want to face these problems.
But whenever he got close to Axiang, she would smell the scent of potion on him, "Are you sick? Why do you have the smell of potion?"
Mou Xiao was truly impressed by how sensitive her nose was.
