Wang Yumin didn't expect Zhou Xiaoya to ask this question, he was slightly stunned, but still nodded.
"I believe you."
The two of them, one did not state the issue, the other did not ask the question, yet it seemed like they had agreed beforehand, full of tacit understanding.
Zhou Xiaoya stared intently into Wang Yumin's eyes, after a long pause, she nodded.
"I really can't remember what happened that day, and moreover, I find that my impression of you is getting weaker, to be honest, I can't even remember your name now."
When she said this, Wang Yumin couldn't help but be a little surprised.
"Do you mean your memory is continuously deteriorating?"
"It's kind of like that, but also not quite, I can't explain it, I just inexplicably feel that you're gradually disappearing from my memory, I find you somewhat familiar, but I can't recall who you are."
Zhou Xiaoya gently grasped the hem of her clothes with her hands resting on her lap, seeming somewhat helpless.
