The moment Juanjuan, or rather Christine, saw the man appearing behind the girl, she froze completely.
Since losing her memory, the people she had seen or the events she had experienced had all become blurred images in her mind.
Sometimes, flashbacks like scenes from a movie would suddenly occur, fleeting glimpses.
But each time those images flashed through her mind, they made Juanjuan feel suffocated and oppressed. Out of some instinctive resistance, she didn't want to continue recalling.
She felt that ever since coming to Jiang City, since her sister had rescued and brought her to live in the apartment, her daily life had been fulfilling and joyful; she cherished each day.
Therefore, for so long, Juanjuan had not regained her memory.
Yet now, upon seeing the man—
His incredibly familiar face, his dignified and graceful demeanor from above, and the intrinsic terror he provoked within her…
Although she couldn't remember who he was, her whole body began to tremble.