Chu Rui had forgotten that absurd night three years ago. She didn't want to remember it, so she selfishly hoped that the man would forget it too. But Zhong Weiyi remembered. He remembered everything about her, and every day and night, she haunted his thoughts.
When they met again, she didn't remember him, just as she had hoped. She'd forgotten him completely, and even his name sounded strange to her. He smiled calmly and played along with her, while hatred welled up inside him. Chu Rui, I clearly told you my name. You should have remembered it.
He kept hurting Chu Rui to make her remember him. He didn't want her to forget him again, so time and again, he used this method to make himself unforgettable. But he never expected her to drift farther and farther away, moving in the opposite direction from what he wanted.
Much later, Chu Rui asked him why he knew this road so well. Zhong Weiyi smiled faintly and said nothing, only looking at her. What he wanted to say was: Chu Rui, it's not that I know it well. I've just been retracing the path you've taken, over and over.
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