"I don't know," Luo Qiangwei looked down, fiddling with her fingers, "He might just be resting at home... I don't know what to do; I've been longing for this day, and now that it's finally here and it's over, I feel... so empty."
"Isn't it good now?" Muo Huangnian smiled, his handsome face still sickly pale. He reached out to gently stroke her hair, "He finally knows he is Mo Shiche, he might slowly start to remember."
"So what?" she said softly, "It's over between him and me. Whether he remembers or not doesn't matter anymore."
Muo Huangnian chuckled, "Then why did you go to such lengths to let him know? I don't believe you did it just to expose Sheng Feng and Sheng Miao."
"Maybe because, he is Mo Shiche after all, and should not be manipulated by others. After all, Sheng Feng is my father, and I have a responsibility, not to mention grandmother is still around, she must be hoping her grandson would be there to take care of her in her old age,"
