..."It's been five years, too long, and I've forgotten it all."
Indeed, she didn't remember much about the affection they had before the amnesia—perhaps the time they were completely honest with each other was too short, from the moment she found him in Seattle, to when he was shot and went missing on the cruise ship, it wasn't even half a month. When she thought about how deeply they loved each other, it seemed quite tragic.
"Didn't you really like the person I was before the amnesia?" Mo Shiche pushed aside the hair on her cheek, "Tell me what I was like, and I'll become that person again, okay?"
"How you were back then? You liked to lie to me, you wouldn't tell me anything that happened, and you'd leave me out to carry the burden on your own. You were arbitrary and acted alone; every decision was made by you,"
She squinted at him, hiding the emotions in her eyes, "That's probably about it, not much different from how you are now."
