The giant wolf tilted his head to one side and carefully placed his two front paws on my legs.
Then he shook me gently, as if trying to please me.
My heart softened. I couldn’t put on an indifferent and angry facade anymore.
In the face of this familiar trick, I simply shut my eyes and lay on the bed, pretending that I couldn’t see or hear anything.
The giant wolf jumped on the bed and moved around me. He nudged my face with his face, and I could feel his warm breath fan across my cheeks. I felt so restless that it was impossible for me to keep up my act of sleeping anymore. I pretended that I was still furious and roughly patted him on his head.
Then I turned over and continued to act as if I was asleep.
He jumped to the side I’d turned to and continued to nuzzle my face. I reflexively grabbed his ear.
The giant wolf stayed still. His beautiful eyes blinked at me, pure and innocent.
My lips curved up into an evil smile and I rubbed his ears aggressively. It felt as good as it did before.
The giant wolf whimpered and lay his head on my body, allowing me to do whatever I wished to him. I petted him vigorously and tickled him.
Then I transformed into a wolf and frolicked with him on the bed.
Finally, we shifted back to our human forms. I giggled happily as I lay in his arms.
“Rufus, you’re so ticklish. I haven’t even extended my claws but you kept backing away from me.”
I hadn’t felt this much joy in a long time. I kept chattering, but Rufus didn’t respond.
When I looked up at him, I saw that he was gazing at me with a smile.
Overcome with embarrassment, I blushed.
“Why are you staring at me?”
Rufus tightened his arms around my waist and pulled me closer.
In a very soft voice, he asked, “Are you still angry?”
“Of course yes,” I unwittingly replied in a seductive voice before breaking eye contact with him.
He cupped my face and rested his forehead against mine.
“You know what? I dreamed exactly the same thing we did just now.”
“Really?”
I lowered my head, not having the nerve to meet his eyes.
My heart ached dully.
“Yes. We romped around just like this in my dream. You would always end up making me laugh. Besides, you’re the only one who knows I’m ticklish.”
Rufus moved his head back a bit and adoringly gazed at me.
Tears began pooling in my eyes and I was unable to say anything.
Rufus was talking about our past memories.
These memories had been erased, but technically, they were locked deep within his subconscious.
This meant that there was always a chance he would recall some fragments of them.
This was the reason I’d been afraid of appearing in front of Rufus in these past five years. I didn’t want to trigger any of his memories.
“They are beautiful memories, but someone has ensured that I forgot all of them.”
Rufus seemed to be lost in thought. I buried my head in the quilt to conceal my teary eyes.
Now I was almost certain that Rufus had remembered something. I silently listened to him as he described his dream in detail and shared his doubts with me.
Finally, I asked him in a gruff voice, “Do you hate the person who wiped away your memories?”
Crystal’s POV
Rufus watched me for a long time before slowly saying, “No. I believe she must have a good reason to do it.”
After a brief pause, his lips curved up into a self-deprecating smile. “But I still want to deal with it together with her. It’s better than being kept in the dark. Ever since I discovered that I lost a part of my memory, I have been feeling like the whole world has abandoned me. Everyone except me knows the truth.”
Rufus sighed as if he was genuinely at ease. “Honestly, whatever the reason might have been, it doesn’t matter anymore. I just want to get my memory back and get some answers.”
Perhaps I looked very serious, because Rufus stroked my cheek with his fingers as he continued in a very light tone, “It doesn’t even matter if I don’t get my memory back. We can start all over again. Crystal, having you here beside me is enough.”
His expression was exceptionally gentle, and his eyes were shining with tenderness. The resentment that I had imagined would be there was missing, which made me sadder.
I would have preferred it if he became angry and blamed me for lying to him.
But he didn’t. He didn’t even utter one harsh word to me.
I knew he was afraid to lose me again. Once this realization set in, I felt like my heart was being repeatedly tugged. The infinitely magnified pain left me unable to come up with anything to conceal the truth.
I burrowed into the quilt and rested my head against Rufus’ chest, listening silently.
“Crystal, don’t run away. Let’s deal with this together, okay?” Rufus added.
I didn’t have the nerve to answer his question. At this moment, I just wanted to lie still in his arms and pretend to sleep.
“Crystal? Why don’t you reply?” Rufus prodded me in an aggrieved voice.
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