Chapter 28 Just as she was lost in thought, a gentle, soft laugh sounded near her forehead. "Mavelle... should I call you Katherine now? Or... Kathy?" Katherine looked up in surprise, meeting the deep affection in the man's eyes, and tears streamed down her face un- controllably. Mavren pointed to himself: "By saying all this, you're really telling me that I am your Maverick, aren't you?" He smiled again: "Kathy, I don't have memories of the past, but I do have some fragments." "I remember teaching a girl how to ride a bike. She fell off by accident, and I cushioned her fall, but in the end, she was the one who cried." "I remember making brown sugar syrup and buying sanitary pads for a girl, taking care of her all night." "I remember kneeling on one knee, confessing my love to a woman in a field of her favorite violets..." Maverick gently wiped away Katherine's tears: "Kathy, no wonder I fell in love with you at first sight. It turns out I was always yours." But no matter how much Katherine wiped her tears, they wouldn't stop, and a trace of pain flashed in Maverick's eyes. In the end, he pulled her into his arms, and the vigorous beating of his heart was the only melody that truly belonged to Katherine. It was the happiness and beauty she had longed to hear for six years. She couldn't hold back anymore, crying out his name in grievance: "Maverick, I missed you so much." "Maverick, I dreamed countless times that I could never find you again." "Maverick, you don't know, when you weren't here, everyone bullied me, everyone looked down on me." "Maverick... you still owe me a wedding..." By the end of her crying, she was exhausted, looking at him with aggrieved eyes, making Maverick's heart soften. He helped Katherine lie down on the bed, then knelt on one knee at the bedside, gazing at her. "You know, for the past six years, I've been trapped in a whirlpool of memory fragments stabbing at my nerves. I couldn't find myself, nor could I find my beloved." "The moment I met you, I felt my love at first sight for you. Yes, I felt it-it was a fondness that came from the soul, unrelated to appearance." ་་ 0.0 % 09:46 "So it turns out we didn't just happen to meet, but were reunited after a long separation." Maverick intertwined his fingers with hers, leaned in, and kissed her lips: "Kathy, only after reuniting with you did I realize that memories aren't important at all." Katherine broke into a smile through her tears, unable to resist teasing him: "Then what if you're not him, and I just want you as a stand-in?" "That's fine too. If you like this face, I'll take good care of it; if you like my cooking or my housekeeping skills, I'll work hard to improve; if you like memories, then I'll act them out with you..." As Maverick spoke, the exhausted Katherine drifted off to sleep. When she woke up again, Maverick was still holding her hand, leaning against the bed, gazing at her as if he could never get enough. Katherine blushed a little, shrinking under the covers, leaving only her eyes peeking out at him. Maverick was charmed by her cuteness, lowered his head, and kissed her eyelids, nuzzling them twice. Katherine was tickled by him and couldn't help but hang onto him with a laugh, just like she used to. It wasn't until a teasing cough sounded that Katherine, blushing, got off Maverick. Dr. Len walked in, holding Maverick's medical records. "I have some good news for you, Mr. Acrea... oh no, Mr. Acherley, I'm still not quite used to saying it." She laughed heartily: "The blood clot pressing on your brain is slowly disappearing." "As long as you two keep doing things from the past, I believe that one day, you'll be able to recall all your memo- ries!" 09:46 57.7 %