Chapter 1062: Chapter 1062: The Same Deep Yearning as Always
Zhixi was stunned.
How could he guess the name...
Him saying this meant he didn’t intend to tell her his name.
Zhixi felt a slight twinge of disappointment, but she also realized she might have asked an inappropriate question, so she lowered her head in embarrassment, "I can’t guess... Well, goodbye."
The man looked at her deeply without speaking.
Zhixi turned and walked along the main road, still able to feel the man’s intense gaze.
Her cheeks also grew slightly warm.
...
He Jingyao watched her until she walked out the gate and got into a taxi.
He swallowed, his eyes dark.
It had been five days.
His patience was nearly exhausted.
If this continued, he feared he might not be able to resist holding her in his arms when she was in a daze. Every time she looked at him with that bewildered yet enamored gaze, he couldn’t help wanting to take her home immediately.
So what if she couldn’t remember.
No matter how many times she forgot him, she would fall in love with him again.
But it was only the fifth day... it wasn’t the right time yet.
He needed to give her more time.
With this in mind, He Jingyao slowly exhaled.
He pondered whether to orchestrate another chance meeting today when suddenly, his phone rang.
He Jingyao took out his phone and glanced at it, the caller ID showed Huo Yanzhao.
He answered, his tone deep, "What is it?"
"The camera on my sister-in-law has fallen off." Huo Yanzhao’s voice had a hint of frustration, "The screen on my end has gone black."
He Jingyao’s gaze darkened, "When did this happen?"
"Just two minutes ago. The camera must have fallen to the ground first, then got smashed by something. It’s completely useless now," Huo Yanzhao explained.
"Alright." He Jingyao hung up the call, then dialed the driver’s number.
"How is it, is she still in the car?" he asked directly.
The driver hesitated before answering, "No... the Young Mistress got out of the car five minutes ago."
He Jingyao’s heart sank heavily.
"Immediately return to where she got off and see if she’s still there," He Jingyao’s voice tightened, "Inform me as soon as you find anything!"
The driver didn’t quite understand but sensed the gravity of the situation from He Jingyao’s tone.
He quickly replied, "Yes, sir."
He Jingyao hung up, clutching his phone tightly.
Zhixi... that foolish woman, she couldn’t be in trouble, could she?
He took a deep breath, calming himself, and then dialed Feng Qian’s number.
...
Ten minutes later, He Jingyao received feedback from the driver; he hadn’t seen any sign of Zhixi.
Feng Qian launched a thorough search along the route where she disappeared, but there was still no news.
He Jingyao’s lips tightened, his heart felt as though gripped by a giant hand.
If only he hadn’t agreed to let her undergo treatment. What was so frightening about amnesia, as long as she stayed by his side, nothing else mattered. If anything happened to her... he would never forgive himself!
"Jingyao..."
At that moment, a soft female voice suddenly sounded behind him.
These two words, accompanied by the scent of grass in the air, reached his ears.
The man froze for a moment, his hands suddenly feeling hot.
He turned around.
The woman stood not far away, dressed in a red dress, her eyes bright.
Seeing him look over, she slightly raised her head and gave a radiant smile, carrying the same familiar affection that made his heart instantly burn with warmth.
