Shen Yungui sat here in a daze, and opposite him was the current head of Budu Pavilion - Xie Jinglan.
Xie Jinglan stared into his eyes and asked doubtfully: "You... Really don't remember anything?"
Shen Yungui shook his head: "I don't remember anything."
Xie Jinglan lowered his head and looked at the cup of tea on the table. His hands gradually tightened, but he still asked the question that was pressing in his heart:
"What do you feel when you see me...?"
After asking, he lowered his head even lower, as if he was afraid of hearing something.
"See you?" Shen Yungui asked back:
"Well, that's right." Xie Jinglan still didn't look up, but he felt a glimmer of expectation rising in his heart.
"Well... Seeing you gives me a sad feeling."
These words were like a basin of cold water poured directly on Xie Jinglan's head. Although he had thought about this outcome, it still made him sad when it actually happened. He let go of his hand and comforted himself in his heart that this was fine. But Shen Yungui continued:
"But I feel that underneath this sad surface... There is love."
It's not my identity I'm keeping, it's you
The aloof and resourceful Pavilion Master receives × Talk less and do more personal bodyguard attack
Reunion | Amnesia | Deep sadomasochism
Intent: Under the prison of power and identity, how does a person move from being a manipulated puppet to self-awakening, and only after losing his beloved does he understand the true meaning of protection.