My Girl (2)

"What do they mean then?" Mu Xiaoxiao asked, grabbing onto his shirt.

Her little face looked tense.

She was really scared. What if she wasn't his Mu Xiaoxiao?

Yin Shaojie reached out to touch her cheek, as though he knew what she was afraid and worried about. He chuckled. "Foolish girl. How can you not be you? You're yourself, of course. You've only lost your memory."

"But…" She wanted to say that there were other possibilities. She couldn't even remember whether she was Mu Xiaoxiao. How could he be sure that she was Mu Xiaoxiao?

Mu Xiaoxiao's mind started to imagine nonsense again accidentally, and it got more absurd the more she thought.

Yin Shaojie knocked a curled index finger on her skull. "There are no buts."

Mu Xiaoxiao touched the place where he had knocked and pouted as she looked at him. "But how are you so sure that I'm Mu Xiaoxiao?"

Yin Shaojie couldn't help but laugh.