183 Sense of Déjà Vu (1/2)
”Why are you nervous?”
Yang Yun was stunned when he heard Mingyue's question. In fact, that was the exact same thing that Mingyue had said the first time they hold hands. At that time, Mingyue had sneakily placed her fingers on his wrist and detected his pulse.
When Yang Yun lifted his gaze, he saw that Mingyue was as dumbfounded as he was.
”What's wrong with you?” Yang Yun asked.
Lin Mingyue snapped out of her trance and shook her head. ”Nothing. I just got this sense of déjà vu. I feel like something like this has happened. I'm just talking gibberish, am I?” she smiled and lowered her gaze to concentrate on his pulse.
Yang Yun continued to watch her even when she had removed her fingers away.
”I couldn't detect anything wrong from your pulse. And your arms look fine,” she looked up and noticed his pale complexion. ”You don't look too good. Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere in your body?”
”No. Everything's good.” Yang Yun shook his head.
”Then, you wait here. I'll prescribe something to help strengthen your bones,” Lin Mingyue said. She stood up and walked in into another room.
”Is everything alright?” Xue Yi Ming whispered as they were alone. ”Your face doesn't look too good. What is it?”
”She might remember something,” Yang Yun said to Xue Yi Ming.
”What? Tell me what happened? Be clear!”
”Earlier, when Mingyue took my pulse, she asked if I was nervous,” Yang Yun said. He was too excited that it was hard for him to speak what was on his mind. ”She said the situation might have happened before. It could be that she had slowly remembered, right?”
Xue Yi Ming looked at Mingyue who was packing up herbs. Then, he looked at Yang Yun. ”Impossible!”
”Why is it impossible?” Yang Yun's face darkened.
”No, I don't mean it like that,” Xue Yi Ming scratched his nose. ”I was just surprised. How are you sure that it was not a coincidence?”
”This situation indeed happened before. It was the first time we hold hands. Of course, I remember an important event like this.”
Xue Yi Ming felt his mouth twitched. ”I'm curious. How old are you two when you start dating?”
”She was thirteen and—”
”Shit! That's way too young!” Xue Yi Ming gasped. When he was thirteen, he probably did not pay too much attention to the other gender. He recalled the bits that Yang Yun had told him about his world. Judging from his stories, it felt like his world was a bit like the ancient time where girls get married as early as fifteen years old.
”But if that was true, then is it possible for her to remember everything if we found the right thing that could trigger her mind?” Xue Yi Ming said. ”What if you try to enact something similar that had happened between you two?”
”Do you think it will work?”