If the Deep Sea Forgets You

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Xia Qingyi listened to his arrangements obediently. If she could find her memories here, she could give up her studies over there temporarily, even if she really liked that course of study.

However, she had told Han Liang that she would need to go to S City today. She wanted to settle the procedures for dropping out of school herself. Not only that, there were still some of her things at Mo Han's place in S City that she need to get.

Han Liang wanted to go with her, only to be firmly rejected by her. He had no choice but to agree, though he made her promise to return by 8 P.M.

And Xia Qingyi returned to S City just like that. She wanted to take a good look at that city and make her farewell quietly so that others would not find out.

Mo Han was definitely still angry and did not want to see her. It was not like she dared to appear in front of him either. That was why she had specifically chosen a time that he was definitely not going to be at home to go back to his place secretly to take some of her stuff.

When she went back, the house was really empty. Xia Qingyi felt so guilty that she did not dare to stand straight as she entered the house. When she passed by the living room, she smelt a very strong smell of alcohol She glanced towards the table and saw an empty bottle of red wine and an empty wine glass.

Had Mo Han drank?

Xia Qingyi walked over and picked up the empty wine bottle to take a closer look before she placed it down again. His clothes hanging on the balcony were dry and Xia Qingyi walked over to place them in his room out of habit.

After having looked here and there, Xia Qingyi had already forgotten the real reason why she had come. She started to act like she was at home usually, as she tidied the table and threw the empty wine bottle into the rubbish bin. She felt a little better after tidying. She then went to the kitchen and got fruits from the refrigerator, before she sat down on the carpet in front of the sofa with the television on as she started to eat the fruits.

It was only after she had finished an apple, three oranges and a bag of potato chips that Xia Qingyi finally remembered the main reason for coming here after she saw that it was already 5 P.M. She hurriedly ran to her room to start packing her things.

Actually, she did not have too many things. They were just some simple daily items that she had gotten used to using. She did not like to use the new things over there as well. There was also one more thing that Mo Han had bought for her, a pillow to help with her insomnia. It had a type of natural aroma that was able to make her nerves relax and was especially effective for helping with insomnia.

Xia Qingyi remembered when Mo Han had first bought the pillow. She was still puzzled about why Mo Han would buy a pillow. He had not told her about the use of the pillow either, which was why she had just thrown it to a corner of her bed and did not care about it. It was only afterwards when Mo Han had entered her room and saw that she had put the pillow under her legs indifferently that he could not hold himself back and told her about the use of the pillow, and for her to use it to sleep next time.

Xia Qingyi followed his words in half-belief afterwards and hugged it to sleep everyday. True to his words, she really fell asleep very quickly every night. At some point, Xia Qingyi had even thought that the pillow was her "sacred" item.

That was why she could never throw away this thing. She thought about placing it in which bag.

Just as she was lying on the floor with her arms stretched to take the big bag under her bed, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open.

Xia Qingyi jumped at the sound. She looked up hastily and hit her head against the edge of the bed. She climbed up as she winced in pain while rubbing her head, only to see Mo Han, who was standing at the door.

"Why are you back so early?" Xia Qingyi shrank herself as she asked softly.

"What are you doing? Mo Han's expression was the same as yesterday. There was no sign that he was going to stop being angry, as Xia Qingyi felt that she had practically sent herself to her death by coming over today.

"I… I… came to get something. I'm sorry… I thought that you weren't around."

"Take what?" Mo Han looked behind her.

Xia Qingyi knew that she definitely looked like a thief currently. She weakly picked up the pillow next to her. "This… I'm sorry… if you don't like it… then I won't take it."

Mo Han chuckled, "Is a pillow worth it for you to come back secretly?"