Wei blankly stared at Mingshen.

"Forget me?"

Mingshen lazily said, "Just because you are the Mafia King doesn't mean that you can control anything and everything. Telling me to erase only Song Jia's memories? Do you think this is a movie?"

Wei slowly widened his eyes as it finally registered in his mind. He grabbed his shirt and gritted teeth as he coldly glared at him, his chest bursting in anger and uneasiness. "What the hell are you talking about? Forget me? Why would she forget me! I only want her to forget Song Jia!"

Mingshen's gaze darkened at how he grabbed him. "If you understand our positions here, then back off, bastard. You need my help, not otherwise. Stop grabbing me every other second or get out of here!"

Wei ground his jaw and slowly let go of his collar. "Tell me," he quietly said.

He sneered and dusted his shirt. "Are you deaf? Didn't you just hear the long explanation that I babbled? The brain is a complex organ in our body. Selective amnesia to forget about a specific individual just doesn't happen because we want it especially if there are no bad memories associated with that person. Does Song Lihua hate Song Jia or fear her? No. It's not easy to target the brain like that."

Wei said nothing.

"Also, the ignorant Mafia King should know that even with hypnosis, I cannot just remove her memories. Memories are always there. They are always a part of our subconscious brain. I can suppress them, but I or no other doctors can permanently erase them either."

He froze.

He chuckled. "That means that Song Lihua could still recover her memories one day if she gets that trigger."

He narrowed his eyes. "Trigger?"

"Anything. Meeting her friends, meeting someone who knows Song Jia or visiting a place where she had been with her before can also trigger the onset of the recovery. Memories don't disappear until there is some serious accident. But even in those cases, it is possible to get your memory back though it is extremely difficult."

He paled.

"I won't do anything that hurts her," he coldly said.

"Shut up. I am just putting all the scenarios in front of you. Like I said, selective amnesia won't work. The only way is to take all her memories away," he chuckled. "But is that what you want?"

His gaze dimmed and a sad smile tugged his lips upwards. "Forget me."

He only wanted to detach Song Jia from Lihua's life. Who knew that he would have to pay with his memories too?

It was only one month of memories, but they were precious as gold to him. If he had to give up his entire life in exchange for those memories, he gladly would.

"Mingshen...In my twenty-eight years of life, those are the only memories I have that mean everything to me. It's only a month I spent with her, but even the seemingly less thirty days are my everything in front of my almost thirty years. You are saying that she would have to forget the thirty days in order to forget her lifetime of memories?"

Mingshen was least bothered. "Everything includes your precious thirty days too, Mafia King. You would be nothing but a stranger to her."

He froze.

Stranger…

The feeling that Lihua would start treating him as a stranger instead of her boyfriend crushed his heart. He slumped on the chair and looked at the ceiling with an empty gaze. Mingshen just quietly watched him without a care in the world.

Wei slowly said, "I won't be a stranger to her."

Mingshen tilted his head.

"She won't remember me, but I will still be the closest person to her."

Mingshen raised his brow in amusement. "So you are ready for her to forget your memories too?"

He took out his phone and opened Lihua's picture. He stared at it for a long time before he spoke, "If I have to choose between her hating me and forgetting me, then I...will always choose that she rather forgets me than disgust me."

He said nothing.

He felt a numbing sensation in his chest as a dull pain enveloped it. "I can bear it if she doesn't remember me. But...but…"

His heart raced in fear again. "But I cannot bear her hatred. She hates the Mafia King. So she will hate me once she realizes my identity. I cannot let that happen. I want to see Lihua smile at me. I cannot live without her, Mingshen. When I imagine not being by my side anymore, it feels strange here…"

He pointed at his chest.

"It feels suffocating and as if somebody is strangling me. I feel like I cannot breathe when I don't see her. I don't want to lose her Mingshen…" the corner of his eyes slightly rimmed in tears. "If forgetting our time spent together is the cost for it, so be it. I-I will make new memories with her. R-right? We have our whole life in front of us. We can still make so many new memories. It is enough if only I remember this one month."

"Didn't you hear that I said that it's not foolproof?"

"I don't care!" He raised his voice impatiently.

"She was always so close to finding out everything! I cannot take the risk again. I may not be lucky again. If Lihua…" he trembled, "decided to find out about Song Jia, I wouldn't be able to stop her. She will not stop until she finds her answers. T-this is the only way. As for her memories…"

His gaze turned sharp and menacing. "I won't let anyone meet Lihua who would trigger her memories."

Mingshen laughed. "Do you think you can control her life like that?"

"I will! I will erase Song Lihua's existence from this country. I won't let anybody meet her who knows Song Lihua and her sister. Nobody at all. I will make her my wife. Once she enters the Jiang family register, she would lose all her connection to her old life. I will make that happen. Nobody can take my Lihua away from me. Her absence from my life is my biggest nightmare. I won't let anybody dare make that come true."