Seeing that He Juan still hadn't recovered his senses, Mu Yuze tentatively poked his arm, and only then did the Alpha snap out of his stupor. Squeezing Mu Yuze's waist lightly, he guided the omega toward the couch, his gaze settling on Jia Molei.
Even though they had technically been living together for the past seven years, somehow He Juan felt like he had not seen the crimson-haired doctor for a long, long time. The images of a younger and more reckless Jia Molei overlapped with the mature and somber man before him, giving him a sense of surrealism. He still needed more time to fully digest the memories that were coming back to him bit by bit.
Jia Molei, on the other hand, was unaware that He Juan had started to regain his memories. For him, the one standing before him right now was XIU, and the reminder of their last encounter in the hospital where he forcibly injected the Golden Sand into He Juan flashed in his mind, causing his entire body to tense up.
