I slept with the wrong person on my wedding night, and the boss spoiled me rotten!

Gu Jingshen remained silent for a while.

"I remember," he said, "which is why I can't lie to you."

Lin Tingran didn't say anything more.

She sat there for a long time, so long that the sunlight moved from the foot of the bed to the head, so long that the nurse came in to change her dressing.

Then she stood up and wiped her face.

"I see."

Her voice calmed down, which made Gu Jingshen feel a pang of pain in his heart.

"Listen..."

"You don't need to feel sorry for me." Lin Tingran looked out the window without turning around. "It was my own choice to gamble. If I lost, it's not your fault."

She turned around, looked at Gu Jingshen, and forced a smile.

"Go."

Gu Jingshen was taken aback.

"Go find her."

Lin Tingran said, "You're lying here, and she doesn't know anything. She thinks you can't remember anything, and that you still want to marry me. If you don't go, she'll never turn back in this lifetime."

"But you..."

"I'm fine."

Lin Tingran interrupted him, her eyes reddening again, but this time she smiled, "I, Lin Tingran, am not that bad. I will always meet someone who is truly good to me."

Gu Jingshen looked at her, his eyes filled with guilt and gratitude.

"Thanks."

Lin Tingran waved her hand, didn't look at him again, and turned to walk out.

She paused for a moment as she reached the door.

"Gu Jingshen." She didn't turn around. "If you lose her again, you'll really be a bastard."

The door closed.

Gu Jingshen sat on the bed, looking at the door. After a while, he reached out and pulled out the needle from his hand.

A string of blood beads seeped from the back of his hand, but he didn't bother to wipe them away and staggered out of the ward.

At that moment, only one thought occupied my mind: find her. This time, I absolutely cannot let her disappear again.

He took a taxi straight to Jiang Xuxu's residence.

The place where he lived before he lost his memory was also the last place she appeared.

On the way, he kept calling her, but her phone was off; he sent her WeChat messages, but she didn't reply.

His palms were sweating with anxiety as he urged the driver to hurry up, even faster.

When I arrived, the landlord said she had already moved out and had just checked out that morning.

She said she was going to another city, but didn't say exactly where.

Qin Feng handed him an envelope. "Oh, right, she left this. She said to give it to anyone who comes looking for her."

Gu Jingshen took the envelope, his hands trembling so much he could barely tear it open.

There was only one photo inside.

The photo shows his wedding with Jiang Xuxu. The two are wearing white shirts, their heads close together, smiling with their eyes crinkled.

There was a line of text on the back of the photo, in her handwriting:

"Gu Jingshen, if you ever see this photo, remember that we were once deeply in love. But that's all in the past. Live your life well. Don't look for me."

Gu Jingshen held the photo tightly, his eyes red-rimmed.

"Is it all in the past?"

He gave a cold laugh to the air, then carefully tucked the photo into his breast pocket, close to his heart.

"Xuxu, you think you can just let it go like that? I won't allow it."

He started searching for her frantically.

Go to their old university, go to her hometown county, go to all the places she might go.

One month, two months, three months.

He went from being the young master of the Gu Group to a scruffy-bearded vagrant, and from wearing a suit and tie to wearing drab, dusty clothes.

Qin Feng remained silent for a long time, then sighed, "Alright, you go ahead and look. But you need to be mentally prepared..."

"What preparations?"

"Forget it, we'll talk about it once you find it."

Gu Jingshen ignored those words and continued searching.

It wasn't until the fourth month that he saw her in the old town of a small city in a neighboring province.

It was dusk, and the setting sun painted the old street orange-red.

She was wearing a beige cardigan and holding a child's hand as she walked slowly along the sidewalk.

There was a man next to him.

The man was tall and thin, wearing glasses. He walked beside her, tilting his head slightly, and was talking to her with a smile.

She listened, nodding occasionally with a faint smile on her face.

Gu Jingshen stood across the street, looking as if he were nailed to the ground.

He watched her cross the zebra crossing, watched her stop and bend down to tuck the blanket around the baby in the stroller, and watched the man naturally take the bag from her hand and carry it for her.

My heart felt like it was being torn apart piece by piece by someone's hands.

He wanted to rush over, to call her name, to question her about who that man was.

But he couldn't bring himself to take the first step.

What qualifications does he have?

He forgot her, he was going to marry someone else, and he made her cry at the wedding while wishing him a happy marriage.

What would it mean if he rushed over now?

He stood there across the street, watching them walk away, watching that beige figure disappear into the alleyway.

Then he squatted down, buried his face in his knees, and his shoulders trembled.

He didn't leave that night.

Like a pervert, he found out where she lived—on the sixth floor of an old apartment building, without an elevator.

He sat by the flower bed downstairs, looking at the window with the light on, until the light went out and until dawn broke.

The next day, he saw the man again.

At 7:30 in the morning, the man carried breakfast upstairs.

Half an hour later, the man came downstairs carrying a trash bag. Jiang Xuxu followed behind, holding the child, and saw him downstairs.

"Alright, go to work now," she said with a smile.

The man nodded, took a few steps, then looked back at her, his eyes holding something else.

Gu Jingshen could see it all clearly from the corner.

That's liking, a man's liking for a woman.

He clenched his fists.

On the third day, he couldn't hold back any longer.

He waited at the entrance of the residential area until the man appeared, and then followed him.

He stopped him in a quiet alley.

"Who are you?" Gu Jingshen stared at him, his eyes bloodshot.

The man paused for a moment, then recognized him: "You are... Gu Jingshen?"

Gu Jingshen's heart tightened: "You know me?"

"Xuxu showed me your photo," the man said calmly. "She was worried that if she ran into you, she wanted me to help her recognize you so she could avoid you."

Gu Jingshen felt as if he had been punched.

"My name is Chen Yu, and I'm her colleague," the man said. "I'm also one of her suitors."

Gu Jingshen clenched his fists.

Chen Yu looked at him, neither dodging nor showing any fear.

"Don't be impulsive."

He said, "I can tell you what you want to know. There are some things that Xuxu won't tell you, but I think you should know."

Gu Jingshen slowly loosened his grip.

"What is it?"

Chen Yu looked at him for a while and then sighed.

Do you know what her eyes are like?

Gu Jingshen was taken aback.

Gu Jingshen's mind went blank.

"Her vision is deteriorating," Chen Yu said. "The doctor said it's a sequela of donating her corneas years ago, plus some other things that happened later that damaged it. She now has less than 0.1 vision, and it's still worsening."

"What did you say?" Gu Jingshen's voice trembled. "Back then, who did you donate your corneas to?"

Chen Yu looked at him with a hint of pity in his eyes.

"for you."

Gu Jingshen's face turned pale instantly, and his whole body trembled.

"Impossible..." Gu Jingshen took a step back, his legs went weak, and he leaned against the wall.

"Who is that child?" he asked, his voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible.

Chen Yu paused for a moment.

"Yours," he said. "She gave birth to the child alone and raised it all by herself."

Gu Jingshen leaned against the wall, slowly slid down, and squatted on the ground.

He buried his face in his hands, his shoulders shaking violently.

No sound.

But Chen Yu knew he was crying.

After a long time, Gu Jingshen raised his head, his face covered in tears.

Why didn't she tell me?

"She wants you to live a good life."

Chen Yu said, "Even if your eyes are yours, your life is yours, and your children are yours, she still wants you to live well. Even if that life doesn't include her."

Gu Jingshen stood up, staggered a bit, and steadied himself by holding onto the wall.

Where is she?

Chen Yu looked at him without saying a word.

"Tell me," Gu Jingshen pleaded, "please."

Chen Yu remained silent for a long time.

"Sixth floor, east-facing apartment," he said, "but she won't see you."

Gu Jingshen turned and ran.

He ran out of the alley, across the street, into the old residential area, and climbed up to the sixth floor in one go.

He stood in front of that door, panting heavily, raising his hand, then lowering it, then raising it again.

He didn't know how to face her.

He owes her something he can never repay in this lifetime.

But he still knocked on the door.

The door opened.

Jiang Xuxu stood inside the doorway, dressed in pajamas, her hair casually tied up. She squinted at him, as if trying to recognize him.

"Who?"

Gu Jingshen looked at her, at her eyes that were once bright but now veiled in mist, and tears welled up in his eyes.

He opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but his throat felt like it was blocked by something.

Jiang Xuxu frowned slightly, then, as if she recognized something, her expression changed instantly.

She took a step back and reached out to close the door.

Gu Jingshen blocked the door.

"Lifelike".

His voice was so hoarse it didn't sound like his own.

Jiang Xuxu didn't say anything, she just pushed the door open forcefully.

"Let go!"

"I won't let go," Gu Jingshen said, tears streaming down his face. "I will never let go again in my life."

Jiang Xuxu froze.

She stood inside the door, and he stood outside.

The two people were separated by a crack in the door; one was in tears, while the other was desperately trying not to cry.

Just then, a child's voice came from inside the house.

"Mommy, is Daddy back?"

Jiang Xuxu subconsciously turned around, then turned back, her eyes red-rimmed.

"You should leave," she said, her voice trembling. "Gu Jingshen."

"I'm not leaving." Gu Jingshen looked at her, his eyes filled with tears, but also with light. "The child needs his father."

Jiang Xuxu didn't speak, she just bit her lip.

"I know everything," he said. "Your eyes, the child, and... what happened three years ago."

Jiang Xuxu's tears finally fell.

"I remember now," he said.

Jiang Xuxu looked at him, tears streaming silently down her face.

"Then..." her voice trembled, "why did you still marry her?"

Gu Jingshen was silent for a moment.

"Because I have no memory of you."

He said, "I thought she saved me, I thought she was someone who was good to me. I thought... that was how I was going to live my life."

Jiang Xuxu lowered her head, her shoulders trembling.

Gu Jingshen reached out and gently took her hand.

"Xuxu," he said, his voice very soft, "I owe you something I can never repay in this lifetime. But please give me a chance, let me slowly make it up to you, okay?"

Jiang Xuxu didn't say anything, she just cried.

"Let me see the children," he said, his voice trembling, "...let me see our children."

Jiang Xuxu raised her head and looked at him, at his eyes—her eyes.

She stared at it for a very long time.

Then, she stepped aside.

Gu Jingshen walked in and bent down to look at the child.

Tiny hands, tiny feet, tiny face.

his children.

He and her child.

He reached out, wanting to hug her but not daring to, just watching, tears dripping onto the back of his hand.

"Dad!" Gu Nianchen blinked his big eyes and called out.

He recognized him.

Jiang Xuxu stood behind him, watching his back and his shoulders trembling.

Then he looked up at Jiang Xuxu.

"Xuxu," he said, "come home with me."

Jiang Xuxu looked at him without saying anything.

"It's not going back to your old home, it's going back to our home," he said. "We'll buy a new house and start a new life. I'll take care of you, I'll take care of the children, I'll take care of you for the rest of my life."

Jiang Xuxu's tears flowed again.

"Gu Jingshen." She called his name softly, "I might... go completely blind."

"I'll be your eyes," he said.

"I have a bad temper."

I'll comfort you.

"I……"

"Xuxu." Gu Jingshen interrupted her, holding the child, and walked up to her. "Do you know how long I've been waiting for this moment?"

Jiang Xuxu looked at him without saying a word.

"I've been looking for you for four months," he said. "I've traveled thousands of kilometers and lost twenty pounds. I dream about you every night, dreaming that you turn and walk away, and no matter how hard I try, I can't catch up."

His voice choked with emotion.

"I'm standing right in front of you now, holding our child," he said. "Please don't leave again."

Jiang Xuxu looked at him, at his face covered in tears, at the child he was holding, and at his eyes that were once hers.

She closed her eyes, then opened them again.

Then, she reached out and gently touched the child's face, then touched his face again.

"it is good."

Gu Jingshen was stunned for a moment.

"What did you say?"

Jiang Xuxu looked at him, tears still flowing, but the corners of her mouth curved up slightly.

"I said okay."

Gu Jingshen stared at her, stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed, and then cried again.

He carefully placed the child back on the bed, then turned around and pulled Jiang Xuxu into his arms.

He held her very tightly, as if afraid she would disappear again.

Jiang Xuxu buried her face in his chest, smelling the unfamiliar scent on his body and listening to his familiar heartbeat, and finally burst into tears.

Gu Jingshen stroked her hair, repeating over and over, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

The setting sun shone through the window, falling on them and on the little dumpling who was already asleep on the bed.

A long, long time later, Jiang Xuxu lifted her head from his embrace, her eyes red and tears still on her face.

"Gu Jingshen," she called him.

"Um?"

"Does your eye still hurt?"

Gu Jingshen was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes reddened again.

He looked at her, at her eyes that had been blinded because of him, and gently shook his head.

"It doesn't hurt," he said. "With you here, nothing hurts."

Jiang Xuxu looked at him without saying anything, and simply buried her face in his chest again.

Gu Jingshen lowered his head and kissed the top of her head.

This time, he didn't let go, and he won't let go again.