<h4>Chapter 2129: Selective Amnesia</h4>


    The thermos sk rolled on the ground twice but it was unscathed.


    However, at that moment, Shen Luo’an stood frozen on the spot as if he had just been struck by lightning.


    With his back towards her, an indescribable pain surged up and past his throat and the pressure resulted in a sharp pain behind his eyes, he was on the verge of tears.


    What had been destined toe... was finally here.


    He couldn’t escape from what he feared and had been extremely worried about.


    Shen Manting red at his back coldly and asked, “How long have I been lying down?”


    With his back still facing her the entire time, Shen Luo’an suppressed his emotions.


    He bent down to pick the thermos sk up, and retrieved a piece of tissue to wipe the dirt off of it before replying, “One day, for approximately 12 hours.”


    Shen Manting jerked back, startled before chuckling coldly, “Do you take me for an idiot? If it had only been only 12 hours, the sky should be bright. Furthermore, I was clearly hit by a car...”


    But her body wasn’t hurting anywhere at all.


    That was weird.


    She could clearly remember that the pain she had felt was agonizing.


    She had even heard the sound of her own bones breaking in her body.


    However, her limbs were all fine at the moment, and there wasn’t any pain at all.


    Except for her abdomen.


    On her lower abdomen, a familiar pain was radiating out.


    It was probably her period.


    When the car ident urred, her period had just ended, and it had been in the middle of the night.


    If indeed 12 hours had passed, it was supposed to be ten o’clock in the morning.


    Without a doubt, Shen Luo’an was lying to her.


    He was certainly going to great lengths to shirk his responsibility for the car ident.


    Here he was preparing soup and pasting a smile on his face. What a disy he was putting up!


    Shen Manting was filled with disdain and didn’t notice that at that very moment, Shen Luo’an was once again frozen to the spot.


    With his back still towards her, an outrageous thought suddenly urred to Shen Luo’an — she seemed to have forgotten everything that had happened from the time she regained consciousness up to now.


    Including marrying him, and... the day and night of unbridled passion.


    “Hold on. I’ll get Shen Zhilie toe,” Shen Luo’an ced the thermos sk back on the bedside table and walked out the door without looking back.


    Upon closing the door behind him, Shen Luo’an’s hand trembled as he dialled Shen Zhilie’s number.


    The call connected very quickly and Shen Zhilie’s voice came through the phone, “Older Brother.”


    “Zhilie, Manting’s woken up. But...”


    –


    Shen Zhilie looked at Shen Manting and repeated the question, “Do you remember the date that the ident urred?”


    “No.”


    “How long do you think you’ve been unconscious for?”


    “Not too long. It doesn’t feel like more than a day.”


    “Yeah,” Shen Zhilie nodded. “Well, do you still remember who I am?”


    “...What do you think?” Shen Manting replied.


    Shen Zhilie chuckled with his arms wide open to embrace her, “Wee back, Sister Manting.”


    Shen Manting felt a little startled at being hugged.


    However, Shen Zhilie immediately released her the next moment.


    “Older Brother,e out with me for a while.”


    ...


    Shen Luo’an already knew it.


    Shen Manting could not remember a single thing from the time she had returned to her 12-year-old self upon waking up from the ident until this morning.


    “Judging from the current situation, it is selective amnesia,” Shen Zhilie said slowly. “This is actually a far moremon urrence than you think.”


    “Zhilie,” Shen Luo’an voice was a little hoarse, “She still hates me, just like before.”


    Shen Zhile was silent and didn’t know what to say for a while.


    He reached out to pat his brother on the back, and replied, “Take it slow. These things can’t be rushed.”


    Shen Luo’an kept quiet upon hearing that.


    Shen Zhilie looked at him for some time before whispering, “In my opinion, you should be grateful that she can’t remember any of it.”


    During the period of time that she had possessed the mentality of a 12-year-old, the things Shen Luo’an had done epassed an entire spectrum—including things he never should have done.