Chapter 1502 - 1424: Words of Love
"How about this, I’ll have someone come over to take a look at you tonight."
"Tonight? Come over?" Ye Ranran frowned. "But my parents and big brother are at home."
"Don’t worry, they won’t be disturbed."
In an instant, Ye Ranran understood what he meant.
"Do you think, if I want to leave in the future, I’ll actually be able to leave?" She had originally thought it was a simple matter, but now it seemed far from simple.
Fu Rong wouldn’t let her leave easily.
"As long as you want to leave, I’ll take you with me."
His voice, as gentle as a light drizzle, had a soothing power that immediately dispelled Ye Ranran’s nervousness.
She truly believed that as long as she wanted to, he would take her away.
"What have you been up to lately?" Ye Ranran asked suddenly.
"Preparing for the military parade." He had been back for a while now, and having settled down, it was natural for him to assess things like their strength.
It gave him a better sense of the situation and allowed him to act with a clear plan in mind.
"Then you must be really busy, right?" What about the baby? Ye Ranran swallowed back that second question, forcing herself not to say it aloud.
"Not too bad, not terribly busy. The baby’s asleep."
"Do you always go to bed this late?"
Jun Mochan’s lips curved into a faint smile, his brows lightly touched with amusement. "Are you worried about me?"
"Wrong. I’m conducting a spot check."
"Without you here, I can’t even sleep."
His words struck a chord in her heart, which suddenly felt incredibly soft, as if someone had pricked it with a needle—just a little ache.
"I went to see that person today, but I still can’t remember. Jun Mochan, I still can’t remember you."
"It doesn’t matter. You’ve got the rest of your life. You can take your time recalling it, slowly remembering. Eventually, you’ll remember. And even if you don’t, it’s alright. We can make new memories."
What he said didn’t ease Ye Ranran’s guilt—in fact, it made her feel even more burdened.
"I *will* remember." She had to forget Fu Rong.
Sensing the shift in her tone, the smile in Jun Mochan’s eyes dimmed somewhat. "It’s great if you remember, but if not, that’s okay too. People don’t live in memories. As long as you are you, I’ll love you."
He truly had a way with words. Ye Ranran’s eyes shimmered with emotion. "Jun Mochan, if I can’t remember, I might no longer be the person I used to be. Do you understand?"
"I understand. But all I want is you. No matter who you turn out to be, I’ll love you." Besides, he was confident he could erase Fu Rong from her heart.
As long as she was willing to give him a chance.
Even though he really wanted her to remember, these things couldn’t be forced. If she truly couldn’t recall, was he supposed to pressure her into remembering?
"If I could make you fall in love with me once, I can definitely make you love me a second time."
His arrogant statement sent ripples through her usually composed gaze. "Jun Mochan, has anyone ever told you that you’re unbearably confident?"
"Of course."
"Who?"
"You."
Ye Ranran: "..." She felt like she had been played again.
Just as she was about to say something, a shadow passed by the window. Frightened, she looked up, only to see a figure dressed entirely in black.
As she was about to scream, the person covered her mouth with a hand. "Madam."
Ye Ranran instantly calmed down. She pointed at his hand, signaling him to let go.
"Is it One?" Jun Mochan asked.
"Are you One?" Ye Ranran parroted his question, as if mimicking him.
The veins on One’s forehead twitched. He nodded. "Yes."