Chapter 521: You're Such A Fool!
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After that night, Emily and Jacob seemed to sink into a strange state. Neither of them mentioned what had happened, and acted as if nothing had occurred between them.
Though they were no longer engaged in a cold war of separation, and they lived together as usual, their hearts seemed to have been split. A vast ocean spanned between them, and like ships at sea, they drifted apart.
Even Mr. Barefoot, who usually devoted himself to his studies of herbal-medicine and paid little attention to anything else, realized that something was wrong with them and couldn't help but have a chat with Jacob.
"You are a man, but sometimes you should give in when you have a row with your woman, or you will regret your insistence later. Emily's a good girl. You won't find another woman like her ever, if you lose her," he said concernedly.
A bitter smile formed on Jacob's lips as he replied helplessly, "You don't understand what happened between us."
Mr. Barefoot puffed on his pipe and shook his head, "Okay, I don't have a wife and children. Of course I don't understand the minds of young people like you," he said.
In truth, both Mr. Barefoot and Jacob didn't understand why Emily became so angered. 'If only I could still remembered the past. I would have found an easy way out of this problem. Maybe the man Emily loves is the past Jacob, who can easily read her mind and coax her into happiness, but now I'm Bear. I'm a rural man, and know nothing about her, ' Jacob thought to himself.
He suddenly asked, "Old man, can you give me a hand?"
"What?" Mr. Barefoot was confused.
"I want to regain my memory. Do you have any suggestions?" he asked eagerly.
"No." Mr. Barefoot replied frankly, as he didn't want to sell Jacob false hope, "It's up to you. No one can help you but yourself. Take your time and try to get your memories back. Even if you don't remember anything, it doesn't have to affect your life."
"I can't wait anymore. I need to remember who I was, now!" He insisted firmly. His eyes burned with a strength of conviction, and his desires to regain all his memories about Emily. There was a hole in his heart, and he needed to fill it to the brim.
Only in this way, could he once again become a whole person, the real Jacob.
"It depends on your own efforts, but remember, don't do anything silly." Mr. Barefoot gave him some last advice.
Jacob didn't take this advice to heart though. He began to consider why he had lost his memory, and guessed that it was due to a bad accident or a blow to the head. Perhaps in hitting his head on something hard, some blood clots formed in his brain, which were preventing him from regaining his memories? Briefly he considered that if he bumped his head again, it might release his memories.
He knew that this meth
en a second chance together, and she would cherish every minute and every second with him.
"If you really want to regain your memory, I will help you. Take your time. Even if you can't regain them today, we still have lots of time to achieve our goal... Just take it easy. I won't leave you. I will stay with you for the rest of our lives."
"Emily..." Jacob whispered breathlessly as her remarks warmed his heart, soothing the scars there. The ice between them was finally broken, and slowly melted in the heat of their love. The restlessness of his mind began to fade, and he felt a hint of contentment in the sunshine of her devotion.
Emily pointed her finger and poked him in the chest, snorting proudly, "You're my man. So from now on, you must comply with my requests. And I forbid you to ever hurt yourself with such foolish ideas again. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I got it," he answered, touched by her concern.
At this moment, he had a strong impulse that he wanted to kiss this beautiful woman in his arms.
Happily, that was what he did in a second.
His lips joined hers in a full kiss. She put her arms around his neck and responded enthusiastically to his affection. "Even if you lose your memory forever, I won't stop loving you until I die," she murmured throatily.
Surprised by the depth of her love, his heart beat a rapid staccato and his body flamed in ecstasy. He felt her commitment as she held him and returned his kisses. His worries at losing her suddenly became ridiculous and was finally discarded. All that mattered now, was the joy which he felt in her closeness. Greatly cheered he smiled, "I love you, Emily. I love you so much..." He expressed his love by kissing her again and again, as if he would never be tired of it. "Emily, you're mine," he declared firmly.
He could only thank God for bringing her to him.
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After that night, Emily and Jacob seemed to sink into a strange state. Neither of them mentioned what had happened, and acted as if nothing had occurred between them.
Though they were no longer engaged in a cold war of separation, and they lived together as usual, their hearts seemed to have been split. A vast ocean spanned between them, and like ships at sea, they drifted apart.
Even Mr. Barefoot, who usually devoted himself to his studies of herbal-medicine and paid little attention to anything else, realized that something was wrong with them and couldn't help but have a chat with Jacob.
"You are a man, but sometimes you should give in when you have a row with your woman, or you will regret your insistence later. Emily's a good girl. You won't find another woman like her ever, if you lose her," he said concernedly.
A bitter smile formed on Jacob's lips as he replied helplessly, "You don't understand what happened between us."
Mr. Barefoot puffed on his pipe and shook his head, "Okay, I don't have a wife and children. Of course I don't understand the minds of young people like you," he said.
In truth, both Mr. Barefoot and Jacob didn't understand why Emily became so angered. 'If only I could still remembered the past. I would have found an easy way out of this problem. Maybe the man Emily loves is the past Jacob, who can easily read her mind and coax her into happiness, but now I'm Bear. I'm a rural man, and know nothing about her, ' Jacob thought to himself.
He suddenly asked, "Old man, can you give me a hand?"
"What?" Mr. Barefoot was confused.
"I want to regain my memory. Do you have any suggestions?" he asked eagerly.
"No." Mr. Barefoot replied frankly, as he didn't want to sell Jacob false hope, "It's up to you. No one can help you but yourself. Take your time and try to get your memories back. Even if you don't remember anything, it doesn't have to affect your life."
"I can't wait anymore. I need to remember who I was, now!" He insisted firmly. His eyes burned with a strength of conviction, and his desires to regain all his memories about Emily. There was a hole in his heart, and he needed to fill it to the brim.
Only in this way, could he once again become a whole person, the real Jacob.
"It depends on your own efforts, but remember, don't do anything silly." Mr. Barefoot gave him some last advice.
Jacob didn't take this advice to heart though. He began to consider why he had lost his memory, and guessed that it was due to a bad accident or a blow to the head. Perhaps in hitting his head on something hard, some blood clots formed in his brain, which were preventing him from regaining his memories? Briefly he considered that if he bumped his head again, it might release his memories.
He knew that this meth
en a second chance together, and she would cherish every minute and every second with him.
"If you really want to regain your memory, I will help you. Take your time. Even if you can't regain them today, we still have lots of time to achieve our goal... Just take it easy. I won't leave you. I will stay with you for the rest of our lives."
"Emily..." Jacob whispered breathlessly as her remarks warmed his heart, soothing the scars there. The ice between them was finally broken, and slowly melted in the heat of their love. The restlessness of his mind began to fade, and he felt a hint of contentment in the sunshine of her devotion.
Emily pointed her finger and poked him in the chest, snorting proudly, "You're my man. So from now on, you must comply with my requests. And I forbid you to ever hurt yourself with such foolish ideas again. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I got it," he answered, touched by her concern.
At this moment, he had a strong impulse that he wanted to kiss this beautiful woman in his arms.
Happily, that was what he did in a second.
His lips joined hers in a full kiss. She put her arms around his neck and responded enthusiastically to his affection. "Even if you lose your memory forever, I won't stop loving you until I die," she murmured throatily.
Surprised by the depth of her love, his heart beat a rapid staccato and his body flamed in ecstasy. He felt her commitment as she held him and returned his kisses. His worries at losing her suddenly became ridiculous and was finally discarded. All that mattered now, was the joy which he felt in her closeness. Greatly cheered he smiled, "I love you, Emily. I love you so much..." He expressed his love by kissing her again and again, as if he would never be tired of it. "Emily, you're mine," he declared firmly.
He could only thank God for bringing her to him.
After that night, Emily and Jacob seemed to sink into a strange state. Neither of them mentioned what had happened, and acted as if nothing had occurred between them. Though they were no longer engaged in a cold war of separation, and they lived together as usual, their hearts seemed to have been split. A vast ocean spanned between them, and like ships at sea, they drifted apart. Even Mr. Barefoot, who usually devoted himself to his studies of herbal-medicine and paid little attention to anything else, realized that something was wrong with them and couldn't help but have a chat with Jacob. "You are a man, but sometimes you should give in when you have a row with your woman, or you will regret your insistence later. Emily's a good girl. You won't find another woman like her ever, if you lose her," he said concernedly. A bitter smile formed on Jacob's lips as he replied helplessly, "You don't understand what happened between us."Mr. Barefoot puffed on his pipe and shook his head, "Okay, I don't have a wife and children. Of course I don't understand the minds of young people like you," he said. In truth, both Mr. Barefoot and Jacob didn't understand why Emily became so angered. 'If only I could still remembered the past. I would have found an easy way out of this problem. Maybe the man Emily loves is the past Jacob, who can easily read her mind and coax her into happiness, but now I'm Bear. I'm a rural man, and know nothing about her, ' Jacob thought to himself. He suddenly asked, "Old man, can you give me a hand?""What?" Mr. Barefoot was confused. "I want to regain my memory. Do you have any suggestions?" he asked eagerly. "No." Mr. Barefoot replied frankly, as he didn't want to sell Jacob false hope, "It's up to you. No one can help you but yourself. Take your time and try to get your memories back. Even if you don't remember anything, it doesn't have to affect your life.""I can't wait anymore. I need to remember who I was, now!" He insisted firmly. His eyes burned with a strength of conviction, and his desires to regain all his memories about Emily. There was a hole in his heart, and he needed to fill it to the brim. Only in this way, could he once again become a whole person, the real Jacob. "It depends on your own efforts, but remember, don't do anything silly." Mr. Barefoot gave him some last advice. Jacob didn't take this advice to heart though. He began to consider why he had lost his memory, and guessed that it was due to a bad accident or a blow to the head. Perhaps in hitting his head on something hard, some blood clots formed in his brain, which were preventing him from regaining his memories? Briefly he considered that if he bumped his head again, it might release his memories. He knew that this methen a second chance together, and she would cherish every minute and every second with him. "If you really want to regain your memory, I will help you. Take your time. Even if you can't regain them today, we still have lots of time to achieve our goal... Just take it easy. I won't leave you. I will stay with you for the rest of our lives.""Emily..." Jacob whispered breathlessly as her remarks warmed his heart, soothing the scars there. The ice between them was finally broken, and slowly melted in the heat of their love. The restlessness of his mind began to fade, and he felt a hint of contentment in the sunshine of her devotion. Emily pointed her finger and poked him in the chest, snorting proudly, "You're my man. So from now on, you must comply with my requests. And I forbid you to ever hurt yourself with such foolish ideas again. Do you understand?""Yes, I got it," he answered, touched by her concern. At this moment, he had a strong impulse that he wanted to kiss this beautiful woman in his arms. Happily, that was what he did in a second. His lips joined hers in a full kiss. She put her arms around his neck and responded enthusiastically to his affection. "Even if you lose your memory forever, I won't stop loving you until I die," she murmured throatily. Surprised by the depth of her love, his heart beat a rapid staccato and his body flamed in ecstasy. He felt her commitment as she held him and returned his kisses. His worries at losing her suddenly became ridiculous and was finally discarded. All that mattered now, was the joy which he felt in her closeness. Greatly cheered he smiled, "I love you, Emily. I love you so much..." He expressed his love by kissing her again and again, as if he would never be tired of it. "Emily, you're mine," he declared firmly. He could only thank God for bringing her to him.
