Destined with You

Gu Qingxin casually picked up a conservative yet comfortable outfit and headed to the bathroom.

Beiming Han’s gaze was fixed on her, and the heart that had been calm for five years was now pounding intensely because of her.

"I want to ask... why haven’t you thrown away these clothes?"

Gu Qingxin regretted asking as soon as the words left her mouth. She knew she shouldn’t have asked that question. Moreover, it reminded her of something—six years ago, when she first came to this apartment, there were other women’s clothes in another room...

He probably has a habit of keeping women’s clothes.

"Just purely curious... pretend I didn’t ask." Gu Qingxin entered the bathroom.

Beiming Han looked at those clothes. Occasionally, he would stay here for a day over the past five years. He couldn’t explain why, but it was as if something here was drawing him in.

It wasn’t until he regained his memory that he understood—the things attracting him were the beautiful memories belonging to him and her.

As for the clothes, even though he lost his memory, he knew they were important and held a special significance to him, which is why he left them untouched.

Gu Qingxin came out after changing, wearing a set of pink sportswear with a high-neck design. She zipped the outfit all the way up, completely covering her neck.

As soon as she stepped out of the bathroom, Beiming Han grabbed her and led her to the dressing table.

"Beiming Han, let go of me!"

"I just want to dry your hair... a third of the time has already passed. You wouldn’t want to quit halfway over one thing, would you?" Beiming Han pressed her down on the chair in front of the dressing table.

Gu Qingxin, "..."

"From now on, you better not touch me again, or I will make you regret it!" Gu Qingxin threatened him through the mirror.

"I’ll do my best." Beiming Han picked up the hairdryer, turned it on, and started drying her hair.

Gu Qingxin simply closed her eyes, out of sight, out of mind.

Beiming Han dried her hair earnestly; her hair was still as soft, a feeling he never tired of. His long fingers ran through her hair, the cool sensation still mesmerizing to him.

He truly wished time could stop, wondering if he could stay with her forever if it did?

After drying her hair, Gu Qingxin immediately stood up and left the bedroom without looking back.

Beiming Han watched her back, his rose-colored thin lips curling into a happy smile.

He set down the hairdryer, his hand unconsciously touching the wound she had bitten into—her mark on him.

Gu Qingxin exited the bedroom and went straight to Baobei’s room, locking the door this time before lying down on the bed.

She wanted to rest, but found it impossible to sleep, her mind filled with memories and feelings of entanglement with him...

Baobei woke up earlier than usual today. Gu Qingxin immediately closed her eyes and evened out her breathing. Baobei sat there dazed for a moment, glanced at Mommy, then carefully crawled off the bed without putting on shoes, tiptoeing out of the bedroom.

Soon, outside, she could hear Baobei talking to Beiming Han.

Gu Qingxin suddenly opened her eyes wide—she absolutely couldn’t let Baobei be alone with Beiming Han, otherwise, her daughter would surely spill all the truth.

She hadn’t had time to move when footsteps approached the room.

Gu Qingxin quickly closed her eyes again, pretending to be asleep.

Beiming Han sat down by the bed, lowering his head to gaze at her sleeping face...