Jonghyun’s sister went upstairs to sleep. Then I told him, “So, you want to talk to me.”

“Yes. Can we talk in my room?” he asked me.

“Huh?” I paused then asked him again, “Can we talk here in the living room instead in your room?”

He thought for a moment then agreed. We sat on a black couch. He stood up and got two cups of green tea. He came back after 15 minutes.

“I still love you,” he said.

I got surprised all of a sudden, “Honestly, I don’t remember anything from my past. Were you my boyfriend?”

“Yes. You are my one and only girl of my life. And I will continue loving you until I die.”

I had no comment on what he had said. He kissed my lips. I slapped his face and immediately apologized, “Oh, sorry. It wasn’t my intention. I just carried away because of what you had done.”

“I’m sorry too.”

“It’s alright.”

We awkwardly smiled at each other. After we had a serious talk, he took me home by car. We arrived at Seoul’s top 5-star hotel. I thanked him and said goodbye. He already left. My heart beats so fast and I don’t understand why. But still I don’t remember that he was my boyfriend.

A day after, I returned back in Hollywood to resume filming.

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