My boyfriend had been doting on me for nine years. He proposed to me and arranged a grand wedding.
However, on the eve of our wedding, he suddenly received an urgent mission and never returned.
"Yasmin, I will definitely come back the day after tomorrow and we will get our marriage certificate the day after tomorrow at the latest!"
I was wearing a pre-purchased wedding dress and waiting for him to come back and marry me.
But the terrible news came that he died in the line of duty, with no remains left.
Three years later ....
Today, I went on a trip to a town called Witherbury in the southern mountains and met Christian Sanders who had lost his memory.
The girl in his arms was sulking and coquettish, blaming him if he did not love her anymore.
Christian's eyes were full favor as he scratched the tip of the girl's nose.
"How could I not love you? You are my life."
I burst into tears.
Three years ago, he clearly said I was his life.
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The third year after Christian's death, my depression got worse and worse, to the point where I could not control it even with medication.
"Yasmin, you can't always live in the past. You have to learn to let him go."
My psychologist sympathetically suggested that I could travel somewhere to take a break and had something fun which might help me feel better.
After another sleepless night, I called my best friend and decided to go.
My best friend became excited when she heard that I had decided to travel to the Witherbury. She took care of everything for me and helped me pack and organize the travel supplies.
"Yasmin, I'll be in charge of the guide this time, so you just enjoy the trip!"
I smiled faintly, without any turmoil in my heart.
I just felt a dull pain somewhere in my chest.
It seemed to be reminding me in this way that I had lost the most important thing in my life, my beloved boyfriend ... Christian.
Christian pursued me for three years and fell in love with me for six years.
Everyone thought we would get married smoothly, even the two of us thought so.
Three years ago, he arranged a grand wedding, knelt on one knee and carefully put the diamond ring on my hand with a gentle and doting look in his eyes.
"Yasmin, are you willing to marry me and spend the rest of your life with me?"
I smiled and nodded almost without hesitation.
We were both orphans and had long recognized each other.
Even though he had already guessed that I would agree, Christian still happily held me in his arms and spun me around several times while saying, "I finally married My Baby!"
Unexpectedly, on the eve of our wedding, Christian suddenly received an urgent mission.
He had always been responsible and accountable. Before changing clothes and leaving with a frown, he tightly held my hand and promised. "Yasmin, I will definitely come back the day after tomorrow. We will get our marriage certificate the day after tomorrow at the latest!"
I had been waiting for him in my wedding dress.
But day after day, I became more and more frustrated.
Half a month later, the terrible news came that he had died in the line of duty, with no remains left.
In these three years, I would always wake up from my dreams.
I dreamed that Christian was blown away by a bomb and he was calling my name just a second before he died, then he drowned in the water. I tried to save him but could not catch him no matter what.
I tried to save him countless times in my dreams, but every time I woke up with tears streaming down my face.
My best friend knew that Christian's death had a great impact on me. She took me to see a psychologist, who told me that I had been suffering from severe depression for a long time.
"Yasmin, here it is."
My best friend, Margareth Clinton handed me a bottle of drink.
"The city we visited this time is super beautiful. It is a well-known as a slow paced city. Many celebrities and vloggers come to this city to check in."
Hearing her words, I was curious. I turned my head to look out the window. The high-speed train was speeding at full speed and the scenery was left far behind.
People on the internet say the town located in the mountainous area was a right place for healing. Perhaps it could change my mood better.
The trip was particularly long and I felt very tired after getting off the train. My best friend took me straight to the hotel we had booked.
When Margareth was busy taking care of the check-in process with her ID card, I glanced up inadvertently.
Instantly, I froze in place.
At the entrance of the barbecue restaurant across the street, a tall man was fiddling with the barbecue grill skillfully.
His muscles were tight, the contours of his side face are smooth and good-looking. Next to him sat a girl drinking milk tea and the two of them were chatting intermittently.
The man occasionally looked up at the girl, his eyes emitting a gentle smile with infinite indulgence.
The blood in my body froze, my back felt numb and my mind went blank.
Just staring fixedly at the man in front of me, my best friend called me several times but I did not hear her.
I had been with Christian for nine years, I would recognize him even if he turned into ashes.
But compared to Christian in my memory three years ago, his skin looked darker, becoming a distinct bronze color and his face had a cold and stern aura.
I could not help but move forward, never taking my eyes off of him.
It was not until he raised his hand to rub the girl's hair that I saw him wearing a red thin bracelet on his wrist ....
"Chris ... Christian!"
I felt like I had lost my soul and before I could walk over, Margareth stopped me from behind.
Margareth's face turned pale. She looked at the man opposite in disbelief, but she was still trying to comfort me.
"Yasmin, wait, don't be impulsive! That man seems to have a girlfriend ...."
I did not know why my legs felt so heavy, I could not move at all.
Because the next second, Christian smiled and hugged the girl in his arms.
He stood next to the barbecue grill, using his body to help the girl block the smoke coming out of the barbecue.
Margareth tightly held my hand and she was also trembling.
"Yasmin, you have to promise me that no matter what happens, you will let him go."
She looked at me with concern, her eyes turning red unconsciously.
I did not take my eyes off him and responded hoarsely, "Okay."
Chapter 2After taking care of check-in process, I went to my room and put down my luggage. The turmoil in my heart had not subsided.
If Margareth had not stopped me just now, I would have rushed over and questioned Christian.
Why didn't he come back for three years if he was clearly not dead?
Didn't he promise to marry me when he came back? Why did he fall in love with another girl?
Margareth seemed to understand what was on my mind. She held my hand as she walked downstairs.
"Yasmin, let's go across the street and have some barbecue."
"But you have to promise me first not to get excited."
I nodded obediently.
When we walked into the barbecue restaurant, Christian was still burying her head in grilling and the girl was enthusiastically attracting customers.
This barbecue restaurant was located across from the hotel we stayed and its business was quite good.
I stopped uncontrollably in front of Christian and saw the small scar on his neck, which was exactly the same as I remembered.
That little scar was caused by me biting it accidentally. He did not blame me or get angry at that time.
Instead, he smiled and said, "This is the mark my baby left on me. If I get lost someday, you can use this mark to find me."
People were coming and going around me and I could not help but burst into tears.
"Christian ...." I called him with a trembling voice, but he frowned and looked up at me.
The moment his eyes met mine, confusion, dazedness and indifference quickly flashed across his face.
Then he said, "I'm sorry, you must have mistaken me for someone else."
His gaze was unfamiliar and sharp.
It hurt my heart like it had been stabbed by a knife.
Christian had been in my life for a whole nine years. I had seen him in many different forms: shy, angry, doting and sad.
However, I had never seen such unfamiliar gaze before.
Suddenly, a girl's crisp voice came from inside.
"Killian, hurry up and give the skewers for table 10 to the customer!"
"Coming!"
Christian put it away skillfully and quickly, turned around and walked inside, ignoring me as a stranger again.
"Yasmin."
Margareth saw me standing there stiffly, so she came over and pulled me in to sit first.
When she saw me crying so hard, she did not say anything and just handed me the tissue silently.
"Are you sure it's him?"
A hint of heartache flashed in Margareth's eyes.
I shook my head, speechless.
I also wish it was not him. For a moment, I would rather have him really die and only stay in my memories.
I did not want him to fall in love with another girl either.
However, all the clues were telling me that he was Christian Sanders. He was Christian who I lost for three years.
The restaurant was doing good business, with the seats full of customers. The barbecue we ordered was delivered more than ten minutes late.
The girl brought Christian over to apologize to us in person and gave us two extra bottles of drinks.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't expect there would be so many customers today. I'm sorry for serving your meal late. These two bottles of drinks are our apology!"
The girl smiled sweetly.
A few seconds later, I was shock to see Christian walking towards me, limping.
His legs ....
What was wrong with it?
Margareth glanced at me, then smiled at the girl and responded, "It's okay. We came to Witherbury for travelling and relaxation. It's fate, so why don't we make friends?"
The girl was very happy. She introduced herself as Dabney William.
Holding Christian's arm intimately, she smiled playfully and cutely. "This is our boss, Killian Andrews."
Margareth introduced ourself with a bright smile. "My name is Margareth Clinton and she is Yasmin Nauderer."
Hearing my name, Christian did not have any special reaction at all. It seemed that he had really forgotten me completely.
I tightly gripped the stick of the barbecue and a sour sensation rose in my throat.
Fortunately, they did not stand there for long when a new customer came to the restaurant. Dabney quickly took him to greet and serve the customers.
I silently watched Christian limping back and forth serving meals to the customers.
There was a sharp pain somewhere in my chest.
What did he go through during the three years when he disappeared?
Until he became what he was now.
It was understandable that he did not remember me.
Chapter 3In the evening, when most of the customers had left, I sat at the door of the hotel in a daze, feeling heartbroken.
Christian loved that girl more than I imagined.
He looked up at her with gentle and doting eyes and gently picked up the towel to wipe her sweat.
Dabney had a lively personality and even sneaked into the man's arms to kiss him in front of customers.
Christian smiled helplessly, but still gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead.
After finishing their busy work, they were about to have a dinner. Dabney turned her head and saw me sitting at the door, warmly waving at us.
"Would you like to come over and have dinner together?"
Margareth took some snacks we brought from home and pulled me over.
"Don't be foolish, it's better to suffer a short pain than a long one, it's better to ask clearly." She whispered in my ear.
Christian grilled some more skewers, but when he brought them over, there were some leftovers under his feet that had not been cleaned up thoroughly.
"Money!"
An orange puppy ran over and wagged its tail, eating up all the leftovers.
I looked up in shock and asked, "What ... what is its name?"
Christian silently glanced at me, without saying a word. The person who answered me was Dabney.
"It called Money. It was Killian gave it the name. Do you also think it's a bit funny, Yasmin?"
I had mixed feelings in my heart and asked, "Why did you give it that name?"
Dabney handed us plates, spoon and forks with a smile, muttering in her mouth, but her eyes were soft enough.
"Killian said that the name also has good meaning, which is a hope for prosperity."
I stared blankly at the puppy who was happily biting its tail.
Money was the name of the pet dog that Christian and I adopted together. I loved money and believed that good names represented good luck, so I insisted on giving it this name.
I just did not understand, why the man still remembered the pet dog, Money, even though he had completely forgotten about me?
Margareth was distributing grilled skewers to everyone. She was about to pass a few skewers of shrimp to Christian when I blurted out, "He can't eat seafood!"
There was a moment of silence.
Everyone's gaze was fixed on me. Including Christian, he stopped moving his hands and stared at me in surprise. "How did you know?"
I knew six years ago that he was allergic to seafood.
I liked eating shrimp. Christian always peeled a plate of shrimp for me. After peeling them, his hands would be allergic and swollen, but he always hid it from me.
"I want you to enjoy your meal." The man loved me enough that even though he knew he was allergic to seafood, he still helped me peel shrimps.
However, I loved him too and since then I had never eaten any seafood in front of him again.
Just when I was at a loss and embarrassed, I gave a bitter smile and answered, "I am a student of traditional medicine and I can tell a little bit about a person's physical condition."
Dabney suddenly sat next to me in surprise.
"You're so awesome, Yasmin."
She approached me with a mysterious look on her face and whispered in my ear. "Can you help me see when I can get pregnant?"
I felt like I was struck by lightning.
My eyes were uncontrollably looking at Christian.
He lowered his head to get the barbecue dipping sauce and did not look at us.
Have they even ... gotten to this point?
Seeing that I froze and did not say anything, Dabney was immersed in her own joy.
"Killian and I are getting married next month. His leg has been injured and he has been worried that his fertility might be affected."
"A man as good as Killian will definitely be a good father in the future. He will definitely feel very regretful if he doesn't have children!"
I took Dabney's pulse and told her that it was not yet clear when she would be pregnant, but there must be no problem with her fertility.
"As for Killian ... I need to check his pulse."
Dabney actually listened to it.
After having barbecue dinner, she called Christian and me into the same room.
The man looked confused and asked, "Dabney, what are you doing ...."
In front of me, Dabney intimately hooked her arms around his neck, kissed him hard and then smiled mischievously.
"Yasmin studies traditional medicine. She has agreed to help you take your pulse and examine your body for free. You have to be obedient."
Without waiting for him to react, the girl ran out with a wink.
"Give me your arm," I said without looking at him.
Try your best to control your emotions and keep your breathing as steady as possible.
But Christian did not move for a few seconds.
I looked up curiously and only then did I see his gaze fall on the red bracelet on my wrist.
His voice trembled slightly. "Why do you have this too?"