Yu Xiheng's brow twitched. "You found her?"
"Yes." Huo Yanxing frowned. "She disguised herself. I recognized her, but she didn't recognize me."
He hadn't disguised himself during his mission.
That left only one possibility: the woman had forgotten him.
Though it was indeed an accident, how could such a thing be forgotten?
He had remembered for three years.
It couldn't have been better.
Supporting his head with one hand, Yu Xiheng said, "Hmm, this must be what the internet calls a 'heartless woman.'"
Huo Yanxing was speechless.
After a few seconds, he asked slowly, "You surf the internet now?"
"My lady is a big star," Yu Xiheng's voice was calm. "I have to keep her company."
Huo Yanxing was stunned. "... your lady?"
He felt like he'd been away in the Free State for two years and the whole world outside had changed.