As Jenna called out his name, Hansen's hand trembled in hers. He felt overwhelmed. He was wondering if she had recalled her memory or if she was calling out his name passionately because they had been spending a lot of time together for the past few days.
He turned his head to look at her, just in time to meet her bright, clear eyes.
His gaze was full of tenderness.
Jenna stared at his face in a daze.
Recently, she had always liked looking at him in a daze. Her gaze towards him was filled with loss but it was also filled with her trust and dependence towards him.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a smile appeared on his face. He stroked her face with his palm.
Her face was cold, and there was no heat on her face.
He covered her face with his big, warm palms and bent slightly to look at her.
"Jenna, don't you recognize me?" he asked softly.
Jenna remained silent but continued to stare at him. The light in her eyes grew from confusion to clarity. The light in her eyes was as clear as the sky after the rain.
The light was like a void and it brought out Hansen's deep love for Jenna. Then, one of his arms moved down to her waist and grabbed her tightly, while his other hand cupped the back of her head to kiss her with his lips. It was gentle and it slowly turned more passionate as he occupied her breaths.
Their lips and tongues intertwined. Their lips and teeth became one.
The kiss was long and passionate. It was delicate and intimate. It felt like it went on forever.
Jenna's mind was in a state of confusion, and her nose was filled with Hansen's strong, familiar scent. She felt as if she was standing on a plateau and the air was gradually becoming thinner. She felt that all of her weight was on him.
Hansen's lips separated from her red lips. He took a deep breath and passed it through her mouth before he continued kissing her passionately again.
Jenna's face was burning red and her body was filled with warmth.
This kiss and this feeling had once been engraved deep down in her soul. Her plain, empty memory was gradually filling up with memories of the same sort of kiss from the past, and it was clashing with her thoughts.
It was said that the most memorable thing in her memory would be carved into her soul. Even if she had lost her memory, her soul would remind her of the good and bad times from her past, with any chance it could get.
Their grand wedding and the way they hugged each other at their wedding, had been deeply engraved in their souls. At that moment, it was all taking shape.
"Hansen." As soon as Hansen's lips left hers, she called out affectionately. She wrapped her arms around his neck, refusing to let his head rise. Then, she took the initiative to kiss him back.
Hansen was stunned for a moment as a ray of light flashed through his mind. He understood everything.
Her tone that was filled with affection had already explained everything.
Their souls were connected and they didn't have to say anything.
He was overjoyed and held her waist tightly with his big hands. They began to kiss each other passionately and forgot about everything else.
Hansen was the second person whom Jenna had remembered, after Jerry.
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