Chapter 11 Dreaming
After taking the medicine, Shen Qingqing's condition improved significantly.
She was unfamiliar with everything here, without a single person to talk to.
She had no choice but to take out a book and continue her translation work.
Having amnesia might mean forgetting many people and things in the future, and Shen Qingqing wasn't sure if she would also forget these skills.
The thought of it made her deeply afraid.
But she had no one to confide in—who could she ask for comfort?
A tall figure floated through her mind. It was her husband; they were supposed to be the closest people to each other.
Shen Qingqing tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing a self-deprecating smile.
Life had turned into this; their marriage was truly a failure.
She shook those chaotic thoughts out of her head.
The future was unpredictable; the only thing she could do was hold on to the present.