Chapter 1581: 2004: Regret
Chapter 1581: Chapter 2004: Regret
Seeing Luo Qi’s devastated look, Ye Ranran felt a bit guilty: “I’m sorry, but I’ll try to remember as soon as possible.”
“It’s okay, as long as you’re alive, that’s what matters.” Whether you remember or not doesn’t really matter, forgetting isn’t necessarily a bad thing, as long as you remember the people you should.
After that, it was basically Luo Qi talking and Ye Ranran listening.
After the video ended, Luo Qi called Jun Mochan for the first time.
“Are you asking about Ranran?” Jun Mochan spoke as soon as the call connected, his tone remarkably assured.
“Yes, can you tell me?” There was still disbelief in Luo Qi’s voice.
She really didn’t want to believe that her good friend would forget her, who could easily accept such a thing?
Jun Mochan could understand this, and he briefly explained Ye Ranran’s situation.
“Will it take a long time to recover?”
“A big shock can bring back memories quickly, but I don’t really wish to shock her. I hope she’ll gradually adapt, become irreplaceable, and then remember.” By then, perhaps Wen Cai’s memory will have faded significantly?
“Can you take out the chip? Think of a comprehensive strategy?”
“There’s no foolproof solution, I already asked.” How could he not wish she would remember immediately? But if there’s a risk, he would rather she not remember.
Luo Qi was silent.
“Call her more often; even though she doesn’t remember you, she won’t reject you in her heart.” Memories can be hidden, but feelings cannot.
How could the heart resist someone who was so close in the past?
“I understand, thank you, Young Master Jun.” Luo Qi felt much calmer.
Compared to before, when she couldn’t even see people, now being able to see someone, she was truly satisfied.
When Jun Mochan returned to the room, Ye Ranran had already finished showering. She was sitting on the bed, holding an iPad, watching a video.
Jun Mochan seemed to not hear that sound and continued to walk into the bathroom.
When he came out, Ye Ranran was already looking at a design book.
“Have you remembered anything?” Jun Mochan sat beside her.
Ye Ranran shook her head: “I can’t remember, why can’t I specifically remember this?”
With other things, a little stimulation and she could remember, why can’t she remember this one? It’s really strange.
Jun Mochan wasn’t a doctor; he really didn’t know how to explain this.
“No need to rush, eventually, you’ll remember.” It’s just a matter of time.
“If I can’t remember, how about I become a diplomat?” Ye Ranran suddenly said.
“Out of nowhere, why suddenly want to become a diplomat?” Jun Mochan’s tone suddenly became cold, like a spotlight shining intensely on Ye Ranran.
Ye Ranran slowly lowered her head: “I just want to.”
“Because of Song Ze?” That person was a diplomat, the youngest and most handsome diplomat.
He occasionally appeared in foreign media’s camera lenses, each time sparking a frenzy.
“Yes, I always felt that was his regret, if he hadn’t died and continued, he could have gone down in history.” But who could have thought he would leave just like that.
He could never come back.
“But being a diplomat means being stationed abroad, it’s stipulated that you have to be stationed abroad for a year before returning.” A good diplomat hardly develops domestically.
They are usually stationed in domestic embassies for long periods, aside from representing their country, they also do some espionage work.
Domestic diplomatic affairs are generally handled by the highest leaders in the country, diplomats merely provide accompaniment and reception at most.