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Wu Xuan gently lowered the small hand that covered the child's eyes and looked directly into Rouxin's eyes, her tone calm yet firm. "Miss Rouxin, there is indeed a misunderstanding between us, but it is not as you think. His real name is Zhang Zheng, and I am his wife. This child is his biological son."
Rouxin took a step back in disbelief, her shopping bag slipping from her hand and apples and pears rolling across the ground. Her face turned pale, her lips trembled slightly, but she couldn't utter a word.
"What are you talking about..." Rouxin took a deep breath, trying to control her emotions. "Zheng... he has already accepted my proposal. We are getting married next month. How could you possibly be his wife?"
The child was startled by Rouxin's sharp tone and hid behind Wu Xuan, peeking out timidly at the unfamiliar aunt in front of him.
Zhang Zheng felt a splitting headache; fragments of memories pierced his nerves like shards of glass. He clutched his head in pain, trying to grasp those fleeting images but unable to piece them together.
"Rouxin, calm down. There may be some misunderstanding here," Zhang Zheng said, forcing himself to remain composed as he tried to soothe the agitated Rouxin.
"Misunderstanding? What kind of misunderstanding allows you to marry another woman and have children?" Tears streamed down Rouxin's face as she struggled to accept the reality before her, unable to believe that the man she had loved for so many years could deceive her.
"Enough!" Wu Xuan could no longer bear to watch. She pulled the child behind her and looked firmly at Zhang Zheng. "Zhang Zheng, look into my eyes and tell me you don't remember us? Don't remember how we lived happily together three years ago? Don't remember the promises we made? Don't remember that you promised to be there for our child as he grows up?"
Wu Xuan's voice grew more agitated, tears blurring her vision, but she still fought to maintain her composure in front of the child.
Zhang Zheng's heart was deeply pierced by Wu Xuan's words. He stared blankly at her and then glanced at the child hiding behind her, looking at him timidly. The vague images in his mind began to sharpen, and the familiar feelings grew stronger, yet he still couldn't recall everything.
"I..." Zhang Zheng opened his mouth but found himself unable to say anything. His mind was a chaotic mess, unable to distinguish truth from falsehood or make a choice.
"Zhang Zheng, what is wrong with you? Why are you doing this to me?" Rouxin cried as she grasped Zhang Zheng's arm, hoping for an answer, even if it was just an explanation.
Zhang Zheng looked at Rouxin, whose face was streaked with tears, and felt a surge of guilt in his heart. He wanted to explain but didn't know where to start, so he could only helplessly shake his head.
"Zhang Zheng, do you really not remember me?"
A familiar voice came from behind. Zhang Zheng and Wu Xuan turned their heads simultaneously to see their leader and a few familiar faces standing not far away.
"Lao Zhang, you’ve done well! It's been three years, and you even have a child now!" One of Zhang Zheng's friends laughed as he stepped forward and patted him hard on the shoulder.
"Yeah, Lao Zhang, your secret-keeping skills are impressive! If we hadn't run into you today, we would still be in the dark!" another friend chimed in with a smile.
"You guys..." Zhang Zheng looked at the familiar faces before him, and fragments of memories began to piece together in his mind like a puzzle put together by an invisible hand—familiar scenes, familiar people, familiar voices flooded his heart.
"Lao Zhang, do you remember that mission three years ago? You almost..." The leader looked at Zhang Zheng, his eyes filled with pain and regret.
The leader's words struck like lightning, instantly clearing the fog in Zhang Zheng's mind. Everything became vividly clear. He remembered it all; he remembered everything!
"I... I remember now..." Zhang Zheng's eyes instantly turned red. He looked at Wu Xuan and the child, his voice choked with emotion as he said, "I'm sorry, I'm back..."
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