"In the past three years, you have also undergone great changes."
"But, I want to tell you something!"
Even though he held her hand, he was still a little nervous, as if he was afraid that if he let go, the woman in front of him would float away like the wind.
Hearing this, Rou'er felt doubts in her heart, and something was surging in her mind, as if it wanted to come out.
Jun Wuhen pondered for a moment and said slowly: "You are my wife!"
Hearing this sentence, Rou'er looked at him in shock, having heard him say this sentence in her dream.
This time, is it the second time I heard it?
Jun Wuhen looked at the strange expression on her face and reached out to tuck her hanging hair behind her ears, but she turned her head away.
His hand froze in mid-air and dropped again. The distance between them in the past three years seemed to have become a distance that was out of reach between them before.
He looked at her deeply, no longer forcing her, but smiled bitterly and said: "Three years ago, we were originally going back to Qinglong to hold a wedding. But an accident happened on the way, and you fell off the cliff."
"I've been looking for you for three years, but I couldn't find you."
"I didn't expect to see you here today three years ago."
"And you, not only have your appearance changed, but you have also forgotten me."
Jun Wuhen briefly talked about that past event, his tone full of ridicule and sadness. Such emotions made her heart sting sharply.
Rou'er felt that her mind was completely confused, and her memory from three years ago was completely blank.
Brother Haoyue never mentioned what happened three years ago. Every time she asked, Brother Haoyue said he didn't know.