"So, you are merely an object, a token of love that Wu Ya wanted to give Yunyi. That's why he carved the peony that Yunyi likes and his name on it." Hearing Si Mobai's rebuttal, Bi Ling's expression changed, and she looked at him in surprise. "You... regained your memories?"
"I have Wu Ya's memories, but I love Lan'er. Even if you're Yunyi, you also won't be able to change my love for Lan'er." Si Mobai's chilly face started to turn pale as he broke out in a sweat. He clenched his fists tightly by the side of his body.
The excruciating pain spread throughout his entire body as he spoke. It was so painful he could feel it to his core.
Bi Ling saw Si Mobai trying his best to endure the pain and sneered, "Doesn't your heart hurt when you say such things?"