Nan Xun’s heart clenched when he saw the sweat covering Jun Huang’s forehead. He wiped it off for her. “Scared?”

Jun Huang waved a dismissive hand and looked at Jun Hao silently. Nan Xun was a little worried that Jun Hao was still unconscious, but he didn’t let it show. “Do you recognize him?”

Jun Huang glanced at him before carefully considering Jun Hao. She shook her head. “I do think he looks familiar. It’s like we’ve known each other for a long time. However, I don’t recall anything.”

That didn’t surprise Nan Xun, but he was still a little disappointed. He sighed. “It’s alright that you can’t remember now. You will eventually.”

A pause, and Jun Huang asked, “Does that make you sad?”

Her tone was gentle and careful. Nan Xun gazed deeply into her eyes and chuckled, ruffling her hair. “Of course I am, but that doesn’t change anything. I’m not going...