novelraw Chapter 917: I Finally Remembered—I’m Mu Qianyuan
Chapter 917: I Finally Remembered—I’m Mu Qianyuan
In just an instant, Mu Jingheng vaguely felt the girl’s gaze evade for a second, soon she lowered her tearful eyes, and cried together in Ning Zitong’s embrace.
Mu Jingheng watched in an unusually calm manner, and after a while, he stood up and walked to Ning Zitong’s side.
"Ah Tong, stop crying, it’s not good for your heart."
He reached out, pulled Ning Zitong aside, and handed her a tissue.
Ning Zitong’s eyes were bloodshot, tears filled her whole noble and elegant face.
She reached out for Mu Jingheng’s tissue, but as soon as she touched it, she suddenly gripped Mu Jingheng’s palm tightly.
"Ah Jing, this really is Yuan, I have a feeling, I sense she’s the dear child I once raised, Ah Jing, look carefully, she really is Yuan!"
She not only wanted to deceive herself but also to make Mu Jingheng believe it.
Only then could she find a shred of comfort.
"Ah Tong, don’t get agitated, I have the feeling too."
Mu Jingheng consoled, patting Ning Zitong’s hand, then raised his eyes.
Facing the girl’s tear-filled gaze again, he indeed saw the unspoken joy and excitement in her eyes.
Mu Jingheng let go of Ning Zitong’s hand and walked slowly to the girl.
Her figure was very tall and slender, with a delicate face, and her eyes were somewhat similar to those in memory, also very much like... Yan Xinxin’s eyes.
Mu Jingheng couldn’t help but think of Yan Xinxin again.
In her heart, she was convinced that Yan Xinxin was Mu Qianyuan, but for some reason, the girl in front of him also gave him an inexplicably familiar feeling.
"Dad."
While Mu Jingheng was lost in confusion, he heard the girl softly call him "Dad."
The voice still sounded hoarse, but this "Dad" seemed to give him a sense of long-lost familiarity.
Mu Jingheng looked at her, and after a long while, he slowly moved his lips.
"Are you... really Yuan?"
It was as if due to Mu Jingheng’s doubt, the girl’s gaze dimmed in an instant, with more tears falling.
"Ah Jing! What kind of question is that!"
Ning Zitong criticized, quickly stepping forward to hold the girl’s hand tightly, and began to soothe her.
"Yuan, don’t cry, your father didn’t mean to ask that, don’t be angry with him, don’t be sad."
She comforted her repeatedly, pulling her to the sofa chair to sit down, picked up a clean tissue, and wiped the girl’s tears.
"Yuan, don’t blame your father, okay? Stop crying, Mom feels heartbroken watching."
"Hmm..."
The girl responded softly, nodding her head.
"I’m not blaming Dad, it’s fate that fooled me, causing me to accidentally fall into the stream, get swept off a cliff, and become another person since then..."
Upon hearing this, Ning Zitong felt even more heartbroken.
"Eighteen years ago, Brother Xi and I went hiking in the suburbs, I was really happy. As long as I was with Brother Xi, no matter where we went or what we did, I was so happy."
The girl sobbed, narrating the accident that happened eighteen years ago to Mu Qianyuan.
"But I never expected such an accident would happen. I fell into the stream while trying to save Brother Xi. I was so scared, I called for Dad and Mom, called for Brother, but it was all useless, I fell..."
"Perhaps I have a strong life, didn’t die. It was my adoptive mother who saved me, and she raised me. But she passed away from illness when I was eighteen, and I had been alone since then. To make a living, I had no choice but to sell drinks at bars, sometimes keeping clients company for drinks. Until a few months ago, I saw the missing person notice from Mom, and then I completely remembered, it turns out I am Mu Qianyuan!"