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A family of three basked in the warm glow of the setting sun, creating a heartwarming scene that seemed to gather all the beauty of the world in one place. Zhang Zheng looked down at the child in his arms; the innocent smile on the child's face filled him with warmth, yet a fog of confusion lingered in his heart regarding the past and that accident, leaving him utterly lost.
"Rouxin, I... I still can't let it go..." Rouxin sat in front of the vanity, murmuring to herself as she gazed into the mirror. She raised her hand to touch her beautiful face, but a hint of bitterness welled up in her eyes. "What am I lacking compared to her?"
As night fell, Zhang Zheng and Wu Xuan walked side by side on their way home, the dim streetlights casting elongated shadows of their figures.
"Child's father, do you really not remember that accident?" Wu Xuan broke the silence, her tone laced with concern.
Zhang Zheng stopped in his tracks, furrowing his brow as he tried to recall, but his mind was blank. He shook his head in pain. "I have no recollection at all; I only remember waking up with no memories."
Wu Xuan sighed softly. "Do you still remember... what you promised me back then?"
"What did I promise you?" Zhang Zheng looked at Wu Xuan in confusion, his eyes filled with bewilderment.
Wu Xuan's eyes reddened as she took a deep breath, trying to steady her emotions. "You promised me that you would treat me well for a lifetime and that we would grow old together..."
Seeing Wu Xuan's sorrowful expression pierced Zhang Zheng's heart inexplicably. He instinctively reached out to hold her hand, wanting to offer comfort but unsure how to express it.
Feeling the warmth of his hand, Wu Xuan held back her tears and continued, "Child's father, whether you remember or not, I will be by your side. We will face this together, okay?"
Looking into Wu Xuan's sincere eyes, a wave of warmth surged through Zhang Zheng's heart. He nodded solemnly. "Okay, we will face it together."
A few days later, with the help of his leader, Zhang Zheng began investigating the truth behind the accident from years ago. He visited former colleagues and reviewed extensive materials but found nothing conclusive.
“Lao Zhang, don't be discouraged. It's been three years, and it's indeed not easy to uncover the truth,” the leader said, patting Zhang Zheng's shoulder in comfort. “However, I believe that as long as we don't give up, we will definitely find the answer.”
Zhang Zheng nodded and said with determination, “I will find out the truth, not just for myself, but for Rouxin… for my family.”
Meanwhile, although Rouxin chose to let go, she could not fully move on. She couldn't understand why she had waited so long only to end up with such a result.
“Is my sincere effort really worth less than hers?” Rouxin thought as she sat at her desk, looking out at the bustling street, filled with frustration.
“No, I can't just give up like this!” Rouxin suddenly stood up. She decided to investigate on her own; she needed to find out what Zhang Zheng had experienced over these three years.
Using her connections and resources, Rouxin began secretly investigating Zhang Zheng's past. She discovered that after his amnesia, he had lived for a time in a remote mountainous area.
“A mountainous area? What was he doing there?” Rouxin was filled with doubt and decided to go there herself.
A few days later, Rouxin arrived at the small village where Zhang Zheng had once lived. She found the elderly person who had taken him in and learned from them that Zhang Zheng had saved a seriously injured man while he was in the mountains.
“Who was that man?” Rouxin pressed for more information.
The elder shook their head. “I don't know. I only remember that the man was badly hurt and seemed to be chased by someone.”
Rouxin's heart tightened as she realized that Zhang Zheng's amnesia might not be so simple after all.
“Elder, do you remember what that man looked like?” Rouxin continued to inquire.
The old man tried to recall and shook his head, "It's been too long; I can't remember."
Although Rouxin didn't gain any useful information, she became more certain that there was a secret hidden behind Zhang Zheng's amnesia.
"Zhang Zheng, what exactly are you hiding?" Rouxin murmured as she gazed at the distant mountains.
As the sun set, Rouxin's figure was elongated against the backdrop. She stood on the hillside, looking at the peaceful little village before her, yet her heart was filled with unease and confusion.
"Miss, miss, I remember some things about what you asked," the old man's voice interrupted Rouxin's thoughts. She turned around, hesitantly looking at him, and suddenly widened her eyes. "So that's how it is!"
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