Chapter 972: Do We Know Each Other?

The man was just as sorrowful as when they first met, with the experiences and sharpness of a mature man, but he seemed like an empty shell, soulless, which made one’s heart ache to look at him.

Qiu Qianghai never expected Du Nan to be so audacious as to bring Amin to his home behind his back.

Recalling Doctor Anton Bolin’s prior advice, Du Nan was also present, and he understood that his intentions were kind.

But he didn’t want to see Amin, nor did he wish to find Minmin’s shadow among other women.

Yet she had already been invited in. As he gazed into Amin’s familiar eyes, his heart slowly calmed, no longer restless, no longer trapped in his own world, unwilling to communicate with the outside.

He felt as though his soul had been touched by a clear stream, his entire body relaxing considerably.

The two sat face to face, and Du Nan skillfully made tea and quietly withdrew from the living room, leaving the two on the sofa a space of solitude.

Qiu Qianghai said nothing, and Amin remained silent too.

But being gazed at so intently by a man, with the heat of his gaze intensifying, Amin felt a little overwhelmed.

To cover up her discomfort, she picked up the teacup on the table and took small sips.

Qiu Qianghai looked closely at Amin’s eyes, seeing more and more of Minmin in them, even feeling that this stranger’s aura gradually merged with Minmin’s.

Yet they were clearly two different people, with no resemblance at all in appearances.

Qiu Qianghai’s hand lightly clenched on the sofa armrest; his eyes slightly reddened, and only one name remained in his mind: Minmin.

Minmin, his Minmin...

A burning pain emanated from his chest, waves of sharp stinging, with his vision gradually blurring.

The Amin sitting opposite him transformed into the girl he yearned for, who smiled radiantly at him, her every move filled with an uncontainable deep affection.

Amin appeared calm while sitting, but internally she was anxious.

The man’s gaze opposite her had become strange, and the pain and sorrow he exhibited made her heart twinge with ache.

She couldn’t bear seeing the man in such agony, even wanting to step forward and embrace him, offering silent comfort.

But in what capacity could she do all this?

She had no right.

Amin was sensitive and perceived the difference Qiu Qianghai felt towards her, along with a faint sense of rejection.

It was almost identical to the scene when Gu Jiajie first saw her during an audition.

Amin gripped the teacup, her grip involuntary tightening.

She slightly parted her pale lips and softly said, "You..."

"Leave!"

Qiu Qianghai suddenly stood up, uttered the words, and strode off towards the bedroom.

Amin watched his departing figure, noticing his steps seemed somewhat staggered and trembling.

She stood up, a hint of anxiety evident in her eyes, "I still don’t know your name? Are... are we acquainted?"

Her voice was both urgent and abrupt.

Qiu Qianghai halted, struggling to suppress the internal grief, along with the yearning to imprison Amin, and even the desire to dig out her Minmin-like eyes.

Upon hearing the girl’s urgent inquiry from behind, his expression changed drastically, his face darkening into a terrifying gloom.

At this moment, Qiu Qianghai exuded a demonic aura, along with an undisguised fury.

If Amin hadn’t spoken, perhaps he could have restrained the beast within, letting this innocent girl leave.

Recently, Qiu Qianghai’s emotions were increasingly uncontrollable, which was why he refrained from leaving his home, and didn’t attend Yu Shuo’s wedding — he feared a sudden ailment would terrify everyone.