Fu Yubai pondered for a moment. "Second Senior Brother seems to have become much more unruly than before..."
"Second Senior Brother used to be quite reliable, but this time, every time I see him, I can't help but worry about his reliability."
Nan Yan continued to inquire, "Besides these, is there anything else different?"
Fu Yubai, his hand resting on the bedspread, curled slightly, his gaze not meeting hers, whispered, "Yanyan, did you see something?"
Nan Yan shook her head. "No, but it's just my speculation..."
"But this speculation, I estimate its accuracy to be at least eighty percent."
Fu Yubai fell silent for nearly a minute, then suddenly lifted his head, locking eyes with her. "Yanyan, I haven't lost my memory."
"Hmm?"
Nan Yan raised an eyebrow. "Then your memories..."
"I was hypnotized."
