Yan Yan didn't know what amnesia felt like, but he thought it must be very lonely, just like the aura the young girl gave off when he first saw her at Hepburn.
Cold and desolate, like a person abandoned in a vast, blank land, with nowhere to return to.
Yun Qiqi looked at him and asked, "Yan Yan, do you have any ideas?"
Of course, she wanted to recover her memory; no one would want to be someone who doesn't even know who they are.
Yan Yan pondered for a moment and said, "I haven't found a way yet, but Gu Yixuan said, if you look at more things from the past, maybe you'll remember something."
Gu Yixuan had mentioned this to him a long time ago, but at that time he wasn't sure what Yun Qiqi's opinion was, and hadn't had the opportunity to try it.
Seeing that she didn't object, Yan Yan took out a notebook, drew her into his arms, and opened the notebook, retrieving past files for her to see.
Besides photos, there were past chat records, her Weibo history, and so on.
