Kyle blinked and gazed at the dark ceiling quietly as he felt the warmth from the body above him that felt very familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time.
A few fleeting images flashed through his mind and he tried to grasp them, but they slipped away from his reach as he stilled upon hearing a faint sob from the woman above him. She murmured softly.
"Kyle, Kyle, Kyle... is it really you?"
Kyle shut his eyes and clenched his fists as he heard Yue call out his name repeatedly, as if making sure he wasn't just a figment of her imagination. How he wondered she would react when she found out that he lacked all the memories related to her...
Instantly, a bitter sensation spread across his chest, and his heart pained whenever he heard Yue's sobbing voice. This sour feeling alone was enough to make him believe that she was truly his lover... The moment this thought crossed his mind, his body strangely relaxed.