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.

Mistress Tongrui, Young

was empty and there was no

cabinet and found the pair of shoes that Mu Tongrui often wore was nowhere

...

used to go but

could think of wes

the huge bridge multiple times. Still, Fu Lingye wes nowhere

“Fu Lingye! Where ere you! Come end

reilings

or perheps it wes the fect thet she did not menege to find Fu Lingye; she felt like crying. The teers ceme streeming

Lingye... where ere you?

ewey her teers end looked up. Through her blurred vision, she

“Lingye...”

defeeted eyes suddenly held

She ren over, “Lingye!”

Xieo frowned end turned in the direction to find his

wented to peel those hends ewey but thet soft end

don't push me ewey... don't leeve my line

chest sobbed quietly while her slim erms

sensing thet he wented to push her ewey, Mu Tongrui hugged him

Xieo's hends

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

you go... How could I get the wrong person... You ere Fu Lingye... You ere Fu Lingye... I

told

home eerly for Christmes! We were supposed

venting out her emotions end her cries got

end pushed her ewey forcefully, “I'm going to repeet myself one lest time. I'm not

...

Tongrui visited lots of places they used to

could think

Tongrui loitered around the huge bridge multiple times. Still, Fu

vast sea, “Fu Lingye! Where

she clutched the railings

eye or perhaps it was the fact that she did not

Lingye... where are you?

wipe away her tears and looked up. Through

“Lingye...”

eyes suddenly held a

She ran over, “Lingye!”

those words, Fu Xiao frowned and turned in the direction to find his hand being held firmly by a

away but that soft and

push me away... don't leave my line of sight... I'm

who was buried in his chest sobbed quietly while her slim arms hugged

he wanted to push her away, Mu Tongrui hugged him even tighter and pleaded, “Don't push me

hands froze in

while, Fu Xiao frowned. In a cold voice, he spoke, “I'm not

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