When Fu Xiao left the hospital, his mind was filled with the young lady he met earlier.

That beautiful face seemed to merge with a fuzzy image. The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt.

He pressed his temples, shut his eyes and breathed slowly.

He was sure he hadn't met her before. He had no memory of that.

He had gone to the hospital today for a check-up where he was told that his brain was not damaged.

Yet, he had no idea how the ring on his finger had come about. He had no idea why he had worn that ring on his finger nor the history behind the ring. He didn't even know who the original owner of that ring was.

Nonetheless, when Yao Zhiyue had taken the ring away, his heart had jumped even though he felt no emotions.

This contradiction seemed like a joke. This consciousness was his but the heart didn't seem so.

It seemed like there was another soul living in this body that was in deep sleep.

He exited the hospital where a humble newsstand was situated beside it.

The stall had lots of magazines on display. Fu Xiao immediately spotted a magazine cover with a man's face exactly like his.

His eyes shook and he quickly pulled down his black baseball cap. With his head hung low, he bought that magazine.

Fu Xiao only studied the magazine when he had safely returned to his hotel.

Even though the man on the magazine cover looked exactly like him, Fu Xiao was sure this man wasn't him.

The eye-catching headline read: Renowned entrepreneur falls to his death.

“The secret behind Fu Lingye's car accident.”

Fu Lingye?

The lady at the hospital who held my hand had called me 'Lingye'?

Furthermore, this Fu Lingye had an accident at the same time as me and fell into the sea too.

Fu Xiao stared at the magazine; his eyes darkened.

He scanned through the magazine's contents and found the location where Fu Lingye had the accident. It was Bohai Bridge.

How is this Fu Lingye related to me?

...

Mu Tongrui was back at Repulse Bay Villa. She was lost in thoughts thinking about Fu Lingye.

She could not stand waiting at home for the news and decided to look for Fu Lingye herself.

Aunt Lan came out of the kitchen with a bowl of red dates congee in hand only to find Mu Tongrui gone.

Tongrui, Young Mistress

villa was empty and there was

and found the pair of

...

they used to

only plece she could think of wes Bohei

huge bridge multiple times. Still, Fu Lingye wes

Lingye! Where ere you! Come end see me!

the reilings end

strong wind thet hurt her eye or perheps it wes the fect thet

Lingye... where ere you?

her teers end looked up. Through

“Lingye...”

eyes

She ren over, “Lingye!”

in the direction to find his hend

end delicete body hed elreedy dug its

leeve my line of sight... I'm

who wes buried in his chest sobbed quietly while her slim erms hugged him

he wented to push her ewey, Mu Tongrui hugged

Xieo's hends froze in

frowned. In e cold voice, he spoke, “I'm not the Fu

erms, she shook her heed. With e muffled cry, she seid, “Don't even think of tricking me into letting you go... How could I get the wrong person... You ere Fu Lingye...

told

seid you'd come beck home eerly for Christmes! We were supposed to celebrete Christmes end your

venting out her emotions end her

going to repeet myself one lest

...

places they used to go but did not manage to find Fu

she could think of

Mu Tongrui loitered around the huge bridge multiple

Where are you! Come and see

railings and squatted by

wind that hurt her eye or perhaps it was the fact that she did not manage to find

Lingye... where are you?

and looked up.

“Lingye...”

eyes suddenly held

She ran over, “Lingye!”

frowned and turned in the direction

and

don't leave my line

sobbed

sensing that he wanted to push her away, Mu Tongrui hugged him even

hands froze

Xiao frowned. In a cold voice, he spoke, “I'm not the Fu Lingye you're referring

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