Suddenly, a gentle breeze swirled up, his white hair danced in the air, and she stared at him in a daze, as if her mind had exploded.
Hui, Hui...
This was her name.
In the past, in private, he always called her this way.
Gently, passionately, fervently, even during their cries in bed.
He always called her this way.
He used to say before. Hui, she was the Hui in his heart. The one placed at the very tip of his heart.
But after that accident in the Golden Triangle, he lost all his memories, disappeared without a trace, and even hated her, because whenever they were face to face, perhaps inside he was resistant, but his body couldn't help but be drawn to her.
Even though she no longer existed in his soul, his body still remembered her.
Until emotions gradually spilled out, and he slowly remembered some fragments of the past, he fell in love with her once more.
Yet even after falling for her again, he no longer called her name as he used to, but instead with a proper "Wife."
