I slept with the wrong person on my wedding night, and the boss spoiled me rotten!

There are no memories inside.

There was only confusion, and an instinctive, uncontrollable pain.

"Let go," she said.

"I won't let go."

Gu Jingshen was stunned for a moment.

He turned around and saw Lin Tingran running towards him, carrying her wedding dress, her face covered in tears, followed by a group of flustered guests.

When he turned around again, the woman in front of him had already pulled her hand away.

"Mr. Gu," Jiang Xuxu took a step back, tears streaming down her face, yet she smiled demurely, "Congratulations on your marriage."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left.

This time, she didn't look back.

Gu Jingshen stood there, watching the red figure walk further and further away.

He didn't know why, but a voice inside him was shouting: "Chase after him, hurry up and catch up, or you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

He started walking.

"Deep focus!" Lin Tingran's voice came from behind, trembling with sobs.

He didn't stop.

He chased after him.

The lawn was in complete chaos.

The bride stood there, her wedding dress trailing on the ground, her exquisite makeup ruined by tears.

The guests whispered among themselves.

Qin Feng stood in the crowd, watching the two figures running away one after the other, and sighed deeply.

At the hotel entrance, Jiang Xuxu was caught up with.

Gu Jingshen blocked her way, his chest heaving violently.

"Tell me," his voice was low and hoarse, "what happened between us? Why... why does my heart ache so much when I see you cry? Why do I feel cold all over when you talk about corneas? Why..."

He couldn't continue.

Because he saw Jiang Xuxu's eyes.

There was no surprise, no expectation in those eyes, only a very faint weariness.

"Gu Jingshen," she called his name, her voice as calm as if she were talking about the weather, "you can't remember anything, so whatever I say is just a story."

Gu Jingshen opened his mouth.

"Go back," Jiang Xuxu said. "The bride is waiting for you."

She walked around him and opened the car door that was parked on the side of the road.

"I won't go."

Jiang Xuxu paused for a moment.

Gu Jingshen stood behind her, his voice tight: "I don't know who you are, I don't know what happened between us. But I know I can't let you leave like this."

Jiang Xuxu gripped the car door handle without turning around.

Why?

"Because..." Gu Jingshen paused, "because my heart won't let me let you go."

Jiang Xuxu closed her eyes.

Tears streamed down my face again.

She didn't turn around, got into the car, and closed the door.

The car started and drove away from the hotel.

In the rearview mirror, Gu Jingshen was still standing in the same spot, motionless.

Jiang Xuxu finally couldn't hold back anymore, buried her face in the steering wheel, and burst into tears.

Gu Jingshen watched the white sedan disappear around the corner of the intersection.

My heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly, throbbing with each beat.

He was panting heavily, wanting to give chase, but his legs felt like lead.

Then, suddenly, a "boom" sounded in my mind.

It was as if a bolt of lightning had cleaved through the thick fog, and countless fragments of images rushed in.

The girl in the school uniform turned around and smiled at him; the glaring red light outside the operating room; the red marriage certificate in the civil affairs bureau; and those empty eyes…

"Lifelike—"

He called out, but his voice was hoarse and barely audible.

The world before my eyes began to spin; the lawn, the hotel, the sky—all colors mingled together.

He felt someone calling his name, someone holding his arm, and then everything went black.

When I opened my eyes again, all I saw was a stark white ceiling.

The smell of disinfectant filled my nostrils. (Hospital)

Gu Jingshen stared at the ceiling, his eyes stinging with tears.

He remembered everything.

It turned out that the person was his wife, the girl he had been chasing for half his life but could never find.

He turned his head and saw a person lying on the side of the bed.

Lin Tingran.

She changed out of her wedding dress and into a simple long dress. She had no makeup on and looked very haggard.

"Jing Shen? You're awake..."

Sensing the movement, she looked up, her eyes flashing with surprise, "You scared me to death! You suddenly fainted at the hotel entrance, I..."

"Where is she?"

Lin Tingran's words stuck in her throat.

Gu Jingshen tried to sit up, supporting himself on the bed, but the IV needle in the back of his hand was pulling painfully.

"Don't move, the doctor said you need to rest..." Lin Tingran pressed him down.

"Where is she?" Gu Jingshen looked at her, his voice soft but firm.

Lin Tingran's hand froze in mid-air.

She looked at Gu Jingshen, her eyes slowly reddening, but she didn't cry.

She took a deep breath, withdrew her hand, and sat up straight.

"She's gone," she said.

Gu Jingshen didn't speak, he just lowered his eyes.

"Jing Shen," Lin Tingran called him, her voice trembling slightly, "I know you've remembered everything."

She paused, as if gathering her courage or making a great decision.

"But I don't mind."

Gu Jingshen looked up at her.

Lin Tingran met his gaze, tears welling up in her eyes, but she held them back.

"I don't mind that you left me at the wedding and ran away, I don't mind that you chased after her in front of so many people, I don't mind..." Her voice trembled slightly, "I don't mind that you have her in your heart."

"Listen."

"Let me finish."

Lin Tingran interrupted him, reaching out to grasp his hand tightly. "You've been so good to me these past three years—considerate, gentle, and never lost your temper. I know it's because you forgot her, but so what? At least for those three years, you belonged to me."

Gu Jingshen looked at her with a complicated expression.

"The doctor said you're recovering very well, and your memory might slowly return, or it might not. I want to take a gamble."

Lin Tingran looked at him, and tears finally fell. "I bet even if you remember, those past three years are real."

"Shall we start over?"

Her voice was pleading, "No, not starting over, just... just pretending nothing happened before. I'll stay with you, you forget her, and we'll live a good life together."

The ward fell silent.

Birds are chirping outside the window, and sunlight streams in, falling on the pristine white blankets.

Gu Jingshen remained silent for a long time, so long that Lin Tingran's heart sank little by little.

Then, he gently withdrew his hand.

Lin Tingran's hand hovered in mid-air, stunned.

"Tingran," Gu Jingshen's voice was a little hoarse, but very clear, "I'm sorry."

Lin Tingran didn't speak, she just looked at him.

"Of everything I can recall, these three years are not included."

Gu Jingshen said, "I don't know how I've felt about you these past three years, but I do know that my feelings for her have never changed."

Even if she leaves me, even if…

He couldn't continue, and after a pause, he said, "Even though she got into the car and drove away without looking back, I can't forget her."

"It's not that I've forgotten, it's that I simply can't let go."

Lin Tingran's tears flowed silently.

"You're right, I've been good to you this year."

Gu Jingshen looked at her. "That's because I saw you as someone who needed care, someone kind who saved me. But that's not love."

"I tried," he said. "When I had amnesia, I tried to accept you. But just now, I saw her cry, I saw her turn and walk away, and I realized that some things can't be forgotten and started over."

Lin Tingran lowered her head, tears falling onto the back of her hand.

"And what about these past three years?" she asked softly. "Don't you remember any of the good I did for you in these three years?"