Chu Yunxing suppressed his impulse, gripping the handrail tightly, his veins bulging.

He desperately wanted to rush up to Song Mai right now and ask her why she hadn't contacted him after returning to China. For so many years, he had often dreamed of the day Song Mai had her car accident, and he couldn't sleep at night.

The fact that she was standing safely in front of me made me happier than anything else.

Seeing that she was safe and sound, Chu Yunxing felt a lump in his throat.

This feeling was something he had never experienced before. He stared intently at Song Mai, trying to connect with her emotionally. Unexpectedly, Song Mai not only didn't look at him, but her gaze was also cold, as if she didn't recognize him.

His memory suddenly overlapped with that of the woman in the bar, and he subconsciously frowned.

Could it be that the person I saw that day was actually Song Mai?

Chu Yunxing was half happy and half worried.

What I did back then really hurt Song Mai deeply, but no matter what, she should at least keep me safe.

After the speeches, we will now have time for free discussion.

Seeing Bai Wan'er chatting happily with others, Chu Yunxing sat not far away and quietly watched them.

While Bai Wan'er was about to act alone, he suddenly rushed up, grabbed her hand tightly, and pulled her into the safety passage.

In the dim light, the two figures were barely visible. Bai Wan'er panicked and was about to call for help when Chu Yunxing pinned her against the wall and covered her mouth with one hand.

"It's me."

Chu Yunxing was worried that she hadn't recognized him, so he spoke up anxiously.

To my surprise, she didn't react at all, her eyes filled with fear and terror.

"Mai Zi, I've been looking for you for five years. Seeing you safe and sound makes me happier than anyone else." Chu Yunxing quietly recounted the grievances he had endured over the years, gazing at her silently.

He gently released his grip, wanting to hear Bai Wan'er speak, but to his surprise, she asked in a trembling voice, "Who are you?"

"Now that it's just the two of us, are you still going to play these tricks?" Amidst his joy, Chu Yunxing's anger gradually welled up.

He looked at Bai Wan'er quietly, her innocent and confused appearance arousing his suspicion.

This appearance doesn't seem fake. Could it be that he really doesn't remember himself?

Chu Yunxing loosened his grip and said in a low voice, "Maizi, are you so disappointed that you don't want to let me know you're safe?"

"Master Yun, this is our second meeting, isn't it?" Bai Wan'er asked, straightening her clothes and frowning.

"Wheat." Chu Yunxing spoke with suppressed emotion, trying to awaken her memories of him.

Bai Wan'er spoke with barely suppressed anger, saying, "Let me formally introduce myself. I am Bai Wan'er. Please don't mistake me for someone else, Mr. Yun, lest you upset that young lady."

These words brought Chu Yunxing back to his senses. He took a step back and carefully examined her.

After a moment, he spoke calmly, "I'm sorry, I was very offensive just now."

"It's alright. I know that Master Yun once had a sincere relationship, so it's normal for him to act impulsively like this. But does that girl look somewhat like me?" Bai Wan'er looked at her curiously.

This face looks exactly like Song Mai's.

Apart from the different voices, there are almost no other differences.

Chu Yunxing opened his mouth, but in the end he sighed helplessly and said in a low voice, "Sorry to bother you."

On the way back, Assistant Lu saw Chu Yunxing's disappointed expression and said, "I'll go investigate Bai Wan'er's identity now."

"Find out the key dates from five years ago."

He couldn't believe there could be two people in the world who looked so alike, but the autopsy report from back then had indeed confirmed that the person was Song Mai.

Could it be that what happened back then was also a lie?

Chu Yunxing added, "Investigate the people who performed the autopsy back then, and thoroughly examine everyone involved in this matter."

"clear."

After explaining everything, he leaned back wearily in his chair and fell into deep thought.

Song Mai, I hope it's you, even if you don't remember me at all.

The next day was Old Master Chu's birthday. Chu Yunxing returned to the Chu family home, only to find Song Xingchen busy around the old man. Liu Jia'er had a gloomy face; she had long disliked Song Xingchen.

Upon seeing Chu Yunxing appear, the two exclaimed in unison, "Ah Xing!"

After saying that, Song Xingchen took the lead and came to his side: "Today is Grandpa Chu's birthday, and I've come to wish him a happy birthday. Don't be angry that I didn't tell you in advance."

Old Master Chu snorted coldly: "Don't pay any attention to this brat."

Chu Yunxing knew that his grandfather had always liked Song Xingchen, after all, her mannerisms were very similar to Song Mai's, and with her deliberately trying to please the old man, his grandfather had reluctantly accepted her approach.

"Um."

Chu Yunxing didn't want to get angry on this day, so he turned and went to the garden.

When Grandpa Chu approached him, he had an unlit cigarette between his fingers. Upon seeing his grandfather, he instinctively put it away.

"Do whatever you want, don't worry about this old man." Old Master Chu didn't react and sat down next to him.

The grandfather and grandson remained silent for a long time before the old man's voice, full of vicissitudes, finally came through.

“It’s been five years. Even I haven’t gotten over what happened back then, let alone you.” He sighed softly. “But what happened back then is in the past. One can’t stay stuck in the past forever.”

“Grandpa, you said that people shouldn’t always look back on the past, but you were talking about wheat in your words.”

Chu Yunxing smiled helplessly.

Although Grandpa saw things clearly, he was just like me; once he set his mind on someone, it was hard for him to forget them.

“I’m old, so it’s fine. But you’re still young, and I can’t just watch your heart freeze over. Xingchen is a good kid. Although he’s gone a bit too far lately, he’s at least thinking of you.”

He didn't continue speaking.

But Chu Yunxing could understand what he meant.

"Maizi is my only wife, and I will not accept anyone else."

"So you're going to accept other girls' affections without giving any response?" Old Master Chu took the cigarette from his hand and threw it on the ground.

He was forcing Chu Yunxing to look forward.

Even so, one can never truly let go of it.

"I will make her leave."

Chu Yunxing's stubbornness was just like his own, so the old master Chu simply stopped asking.

He sighed helplessly, shook his head, and left.

He won't turn back until he hits a brick wall; no one can stop him then.

Just then, Song Xingchen cautiously approached and handed her a glass of water.

"I just heard your voice was hoarse, I'm afraid you haven't been drinking enough water today."

The hand holding the cup was suspended in the air, and Chu Yunxing did not reach out to catch it.

"Go back now, the money will be transferred to your card."

Song Xingchen's smile froze, her voice full of grievance: "Are you trying to kick me out?"

"Yes, you should live your own life." Chu Yunxing stood up and looked down at her resolutely.