After three years of misplaced affection, Mrs. Yu is no longer willing to pretend to be obedient.

Jane still can't remember what attacked them; perhaps it was an animal like a black bear?

She was terrified.

Fortunately, her older brother protected her, holding her in his arms and shielding her from the monster's attack.

Just like in a parking lot.

"Later, when you got injured, you told me to hurry up and leave." Jian Ailing rolled her eyes. "I ran down the mountain with all my might and immediately found someone to rescue you..."

"Later, my family took me home. I had a high fever for a long time, and my mom said I kept having nightmares... After my fever subsided, I don't seem to remember anything."

Perhaps the memory of being attacked by wild animals left a terrible mark on her heart, and her brain activated a defense mechanism, directly erasing that part of the memory.

Unable to speak, Yu Yunting could only grip Jian Ailing's hand tightly.

The next morning, Xu Cheng brought his medical team to check on Yu Yunting. Fortunately, everything was normal, and he recovered quickly. On the morning of the third day, the nurses removed him from the ventilator.

During this time, Jane Ailing asked Jane Sen for leave and stayed with him in the ward.

Yu Yunting was finally able to speak, but his voice had not fully recovered and was still low and hoarse.

"The doctor said you can't drink too much water, you have to take it slowly, little by little." Jane Ailing moistened his chapped lips with a damp cloth.

Yu Yunting's face was pale, and his lips were almost bloodless. But his amber eyes were clear and bright under the sunlight, shining brightly.

"Hmm..." he responded softly, his gaze never leaving her.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Jane Ailing felt a little embarrassed by his gaze and turned her head away to avoid his eyes.

Yu Yunting simply raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes smiling, without saying a word.

By evening, after a doctor's examination, Yu Yunting was finally able to drink water and eat normally. His throat felt much better after drinking water, and he was able to speak normally again.

"Yu Yunting, actually, there are some things I want to ask you." That night, Jian Ailing drew the curtains, then slowly walked to the bedside, hesitating for a long time before speaking.

Yu Yunting looked at her, waiting for her to continue.

"You saved me like that in the parking lot... Weren't you afraid of dying?"

He stared intently into her large, dark eyes, which held not only confusion but also a complex mix of emotions.

"Actually, I didn't think that much about it at the time..." Yu Yunting frowned, seemingly thinking seriously, "At the time... what I was most afraid of was losing you."

Jane Ailing's mind went blank for a moment.

Before this, she had never imagined that there would be someone in this world who would be willing to risk their own life for her.

And this person was actually Yu Yunting.

Jane felt her tears welling up again, so she quickly turned her face away and wiped them away with her hand so he wouldn't see.

"Why are you crying again?" His voice was low, but it carried a strange tenderness. "That little girl always told me with great strength and optimism that we could definitely get out of that mountain. Even though we were lost for so long, she never shed a tear."

"So much has happened over the years, that little girl has changed a lot." Jane wiped away her tears and looked at him again.

"By the way, why were you all alone in Maple Mountain?" She didn't want to dwell on these emotions, so she quickly changed the subject.

"Because Jiang Yurong wanted me to die in the mountains." This sentence was clearly very weighty, but Yu Yunting said it in a light and casual tone.

"What?" Jane Ailing stared at him in disbelief.

She knew that the relationship between the mother and son was strained, but she never expected that Jiang Yurong would be so ruthless as to want to kill him.

No wonder her expression remained so calm when she saw Yu Yunting lying seriously injured in the hospital bed.

"You promised me you'd tell me about your childhood. Don't try to fool me this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Yunting suddenly coughed violently. Jian Ailing was startled and immediately handed him water to drink, while gently patting his back, "Okay... tell me when you're better."

"It's nothing." Yu Yunting cleared his throat and quickly shook his head. "It's okay to tell you."

"I grew up in a slum in Naples, and I never had a father..."

As a child, Yu Yunting grew up with his mother. His mother was of mixed Chinese and Italian descent, and he remembered that various uncles appeared around his mother when he was little. But his mother said that none of them were his father.

His father works hard in faraway China and has no time to come back and see him.

When he was seven years old, his mother died in a car accident, and Yu Yunting went to live with his maternal grandparents.

My maternal grandfather was an alcoholic for many years, and he would often find an excuse to beat people when he was drunk.

Later, he didn't even need an excuse; he would just pick up a stick and hit him, accompanied by some nasty words, saying that he was a burden, an unwanted monster, completely disregarding the impact these words had on a child.

"That's how I got the scar on my back." Yu Yunting seemed to realize something, raising his hand to touch his shoulder. "Old wounds hadn't healed before new ones appeared, so neither the old nor the new wounds ever healed."

Jane stared at him blankly, completely unexpected that this prodigy would have such a shameful past.

"When I was 13, my legendary father appeared, saying he wanted to take me back to China. My grandfather asked for an exorbitant price, demanding a large sum of money from him." He smirked, revealing a cold smile. "That's how my dad bought me back."

"Actually, I was quite happy at first. I thought I had finally escaped the wolf's den. But when I arrived in Longcheng, I found out that my dad had been married for a long time, and his child with his wife was older than me. It turns out that Yulin was on a business trip in Naples for half a year when he met my mom, and I was born by accident."

Jane Ailing didn't know what to say, so she could only silently tighten her grip on his hand.

He thought he finally had a father, but he never expected that his mother had been lying to him all these years. He was just a child born from his father's infidelity and should never have existed in the world.

"My existence is a disgrace to Jiang Yurong, which is why she abandoned me at Fengming Mountain."

He had only been in China for a short time and could barely speak Chinese. The little Chinese he knew was learned from his mother and grandmother, but it was far from enough in China.

In addition, he also has a very poor sense of direction.

"If you hadn't led me around, and if you hadn't been asking for directions everywhere, I probably would have died there."

He was all alone, in a foreign land where no one knew him and no one knew him. He was lost and no one could understand what he was saying. Jiang Yurong would never take the initiative to look for him.

It left him with almost no way out but a dead end.

"After you ran down the mountain, some villagers found me and took me back to the Yu family. Jiang Yurong was quite startled at the time." Yu Yunting's face showed the familiar mocking smile again.

It doesn't matter if no one loves him, because he's not very good at loving others anyway.

But somehow, that little girl was so deeply imprinted in his mind. He remembered her smiling eyes and dimples, as well as her optimism and cheerfulness.

Although they never met again, she still held a place in his heart that was neither too deep nor too shallow.

Unexpectedly, their fate was sealed when they were so young. Looking into those captivating eyes, a thousand thoughts raced through Jian Ailing's mind.

"Did I...not touch your sore spot like that?"

"No need to apologize. I'm not the boy I was when I was little anymore." Yu Yunting gazed at her. "But I'm a little disappointed that you're not the girl you used to be either."

"Ailing, I hope you can be the person you used to be."