He seemed very intent on trying to get her memory back as soon as possible, so he can't be lying to her, right?
Yin Shaojie looked at her and put on an expression of heartache. Sighing, he said, "Alright, I'll clean it up if you don't want to. Even though I really want you to regain your memory, such things can't be hurried. It can't be helped if you don't want to…"
"Okay, okay. I'll clear it up, I'll clear it up!" Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't stand the way he was talking. It made her feel like someone who had been condemned by history, as though she didn't want to recover her memory.
"You really don't have to force yourself." He looked at her, and even his gaze was gentle.
Mu Xiaoxiao's heart softened. "I'm not forcing myself. I want to get my memory back faster too."
Thus, she cleared up the trash on the table.
After clearing up, she went to wash her hands. On the sofa, Yin Shaojie waved, gesturing for her to go over.