CHAPTER 1192: CHAPTER 1192: REUNION (5)

"I am Ah Lin, your Ah Lin."

An Yiqing nodded, her heart inexplicably filled with pain. A crystal-clear tear slowly fell down, and her voice trembled slightly.

"I’m sorry... I know you, but I can’t remember anything about us..."

The light of hope in everyone’s eyes dimmed once again, and their hearts shattered into pieces.

Only Gu Yelin’s lips curved into a faint smile, even his eyes were filled with deep and gentle affection.

"I told you, there’s no need for apologies between us. You still remember me, you’ve just temporarily forgotten some things. But I’m still your Ah Lin, and you’re still my Tutu. From now on, we’ll never be apart."

An Yiqing blinked, tears like broken strings of pearls continuously streamed down. She didn’t even know why she was crying, but the overwhelming sadness and heartache in her chest nearly suffocated her. In her dreams, she had felt the loneliness of this man. But now, An Yiqing was sure that in this moment, this man was even more heartbreaking.

The two of them quietly embraced each other. Although An Yiqing had lost her memory, this embrace gave her an indescribable sense of security.

At some point, the others in the room had silently left, closing the door tightly behind them.

In the tranquil room, apart from the occasional sounds of waves, the two tightly embracing each other could clearly hear each other’s heartbeats.

After a long while, as her thoughts calmed, An Yiqing lifted her head from Gu Yelin’s embrace.

Her large, unfocused eyes gazed in Gu Yelin’s direction, her soft and tender voice asked, "Can you tell me about us?"

"Alright, lie down and close your eyes to rest. I’ll tell you everything."

An Yiqing obediently lay down, letting Gu Yelin pull the blanket over her. From start to finish, their hands remained tightly clasped together.

"You have a beautiful name, An Yiqing. You were an orphan since childhood, picked up in the mountains by your master, Ye Chenghong, who raised you single-handedly..."

And so, Gu Yelin didn’t drink a single sip of water, spending a full four hours recounting every detail about An Yiqing’s life. Late into the night, An Yiqing lazily yawned and, holding Gu Yelin’s hand, fell into a deep sleep.

Gu Yelin let out a low chuckle, his previously icy eyes now brimming with indulgence and tenderness. His beloved was back again, and this time, he would never let her slip away.

After three days of sailing, on the fourth morning at around ten, Gu Yelin, An Yiqing, and the others finally set foot on Xuanjin’s soil.

The group boarded a black helicopter from "Red Thorn" and swiftly headed in the direction of Xuandu City.

"Boss, where are we going? Back to ’Red Thorn’ or...?"

Gu Yelin glanced at An Yiqing and said to Tan Yulin, "Straight to the An Family."

Sure enough, just as he spoke, Gu Yelin felt An Yiqing’s hand tighten slightly.

He knew she was nervous.

"Don’t be nervous, your family is waiting for you to come home."

An Yiqing nodded anxiously. On the ship, Gu Yelin had already told her about her origins. Even though she had lost her memory, An Yiqing was touched by the love of Old Master An and Old Lady An. These days, in her dreams and mind, she often saw two kind faces. Their appearances were blurred, but she was certain they were two benevolent elders.

At the moment An Yiqing, holding Gu Yelin’s hand, stepped off the helicopter, she immediately recognized her grandmother’s identity from Old Lady An’s tearful sobbing.

This elderly woman was one of the figures in her dreams—her grandmother.