An Nan continued to stare at the face in front of her for a moment, her mind flipping through memories again and again, ultimately shaking her head.
"Sorry, I really can't remember who you are." By rights, such a handsome face—if she had truly seen it before, she shouldn't have forgotten it.
Confirming that the person before her truly doesn't remember him, a touch of disappointment flashes in Mo Jinxuan's eyes, and he slowly begins to speak to evoke the other's memories: "We've known each other for a long time. I've always remembered you. Even after all these years without seeing you, I recognized you at a glance. Maybe this face is unfamiliar to you, but I think my name shouldn't be. Nannan, I'm Mo Jinxuan."
Upon hearing this name, An Nan paused for a moment and then turned to leave.
This outcome was completely unexpected to Mo Jinxuan; without hesitation, he ran forward and blocked An Nan, adding an edge of pleading to his voice: "Nannan, don't go."
