Yue Yan

"Come down to the hospital"

" Try to identify her'

"The police are trying to solve the case"

"It's been a cold case"

"Asking for you"

"She identified you by name and gave us your contact name"

"Her name is Yue "

"Yue Yan"

"Trauma of the accident"

"Amnesia"

"Awake"

Lei Zhao couldn't help the low hum of shock that threatened to shake him physically. 

In his mind, snippets of conversation whirled around, teasing him with a thousand scenarios, every one worse than the last but also tinged with a suffocating level of anticipation and hope.

"Calm down" he scolded himself, his voice purposefully harsh but it didn't do much to calm him down. Hope was such a terrible drug to be mixed up in.

Preoccupied with his thoughts, he was startled by the soft, "you may see her now"