..."Five years, that's too long, I've forgotten everything."
Indeed, she didn't quite remember, those loving moments before the amnesia—their time of complete honesty and mutual love was probably too short. From when she went to Seattle to find him, to his disappearance after being shot on the cruise ship, not even half a month had passed. Actually, to think that two people could love each other this deeply seemed quite tragic.
"Didn't you really like the person I was before I lost my memory?" Mo Shiche brushed the hair from her cheek, "Tell me what I was like, and I will become the person I was then, okay?"
"The way you were before— you liked to deceive me, you wouldn't tell me anything no matter what happened, you would just leave me out and bear it all yourself, acting alone and making all the decisions,"
She squinted at him, hiding the emotions in her eyes, "That's probably about it, not much different from how you are now."
