"Wasn't our first wedding held by the seaside?"
Back then, Yin Ci couldn't see, but she distinctly heard the sound of many waves.
When Lu Jianshen heard her question, he suddenly turned his head to look at her, his eyes carrying a hint of astonishment.
He asked, "Do you, remember?"
Yin Ci had always been trying hard to recall past events during that period, wanting to remember every bit of their history, but those memories seemed locked in a chest, utterly irretrievable.
Yin Ci was clearly in a very disheartened state, always feeling that she had lost a lot of wonderful memories.
More than once, she had brought up the possibility of undergoing hypnosis to restore those memories.
Of course, Lu Jianshen disagreed; such hypnotism still carried certain risks. What if it caused problems with her brain?
Lu Jianshen then comforted her not to think about it anymore, asserting past memories were not important, and they could create many more beautiful memories in the future.