Chapter 400 The Past
Wang Yuanling has lost all his memories before the age of 11.
She admitted this herself.
Gu Zhou remembered it very clearly.
But now, in her dream, she called out to the parents who should not exist in her memory.
That is to say.
She actually remembered.
A huge wave of anger surged in Gu Zhou's heart.
But if she remembered.
Why would she lie?
Lie and say you don’t remember?
There is a secret involved here that she must keep silent.
What on earth did she go through?
The more unsolved questions there are.
Gu Zhou stared at her empty face with inquiring eyes.
The moonlight outlined her soft silhouette, but at this moment she looked extremely fragile.
He placed his rough fingertips on the small teardrop mole under her eye, stroking it gently, and said in a hoarse voice: "I am increasingly unable to see through you."
Wang Yuanling had a very long dream.
In her dream, she turned back into little Xixi.
I woke up in the middle of the night because I had to pee. I rubbed my eyes and got up to go to the bathroom.
As she passed her parents' closed door, the hushed voices of conversation inside penetrated her ears like needles.
My mother's voice was filled with worry: "Husband, after we rejected him, he told us to wait and see... I'm worried, will he..."
Dad's voice was filled with suppressed anger: "If he dares to do anything wrong! I will report him to the police!"
She was so sleepy that her eyelids felt heavy as if they were filled with lead.
The little head couldn't understand who the 'he' his parents were talking about. He just felt that it didn't seem like a good thing.
The scene cuts to the birthday.
She was wearing the lace princess dress her mother had just bought for her and was clamoring to go to the water park.
Dad was driving in front with a smile on his face.
Her mother sat beside her, holding up an old-fashioned home video camera. She pointed the camera at her and asked gently, "Today is our precious daughter, Xixi's eleventh birthday! Xixi, tell the camera, where are we going on this adventure?"
She flashed the brightest, most innocent smile towards the camera, gesturing, "I'm Xixi! Mom and Dad and I are going to the water park! We're going to see the dolphin show! And we're going to see the big polar bears!"
The mother exclaimed in a supportive "Wow!" and shook the camera: "Seeing dolphins and polar bears must be super fun! When Xixi comes back, will you write about all the fun things that happened today in your diary or composition?"
She just opened her little mouth and was about to say "of course" to the flashing red dot.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, an off-road vehicle crashed into the side and knocked the whole car over.
At that moment, her world turned upside down.
She was thrown hard against the car door, and her forehead hit the cold car window glass heavily. Severe pain and severe dizziness suddenly exploded.
The warm, rusty-smelling liquid filled her eyes.
His vision was a blurry, sticky blood-red, unable to open completely.
In a daze.
She heard an unfamiliar male voice: "Brother Long, this man is dead."
The man called Brother Long spoke in a rough voice with cruel indifference: "I'll die if I want to. Pull that woman out for me!"
"yes!"
I saw the deformed car door next to my mother being forcibly pulled open.
I heard that rough male voice again, with a chilling sense of approach: "Get out of the way, I'll do it myself!"
Outside the car door, a pair of legs in jeans were exposed.
The next moment.
A big hand suddenly reached in, aiming directly at her dying mother.
On that hand, there was a tattoo of a roaring tiger head, with its mouth wide open and fangs exposed, which was terrifying.
I saw the tiger trying to capture my mother.
She used up all her remaining strength and cried out in a hoarse and broken voice: "Don't touch my mother!"
"Boss! Their daughter is in there too!"
"Damn it, get them all out! Be quick!" Brother Long ordered sternly.
The words fell.
The car door next to her was also forced open.
Another hand tried to pull her out.
She would rather die than obey, so she opened her mouth and bit it.
"Fuck, you dare to bite me!" Along with a curse, a fierce slap hit her face!
Suddenly, I saw stars in front of my eyes, my ears were buzzing, and I almost lost consciousness completely.
pain.
Every bone in my body was screaming in pain.
The feeling of powerlessness that penetrated her bones made her like a puppet with its strings cut, and she could only be dragged out of the broken car window bit by bit and cruelly.
In a blur of consciousness, only instinct remained, repeating brokenly over and over again:
"don't want……"
"don't want……"
"don't want--!!!"
Wang Yuanling suddenly opened his eyes in extreme fear.
My heart was beating wildly in my chest, almost bursting through my ribs.
Cold sweat soaked my pajamas and stuck to my back.
What caught my eye was the familiar bedroom ceiling.
Her chest, which had been heaving violently, gradually calmed down, and her breathing became steady from rapid.
Turn your head and look out the window.
The sky was already bright.
It's morning.
She slowly pushed herself up from the bed.
The quilt slid down from his body to his waist as he stood up.
Outside the window, the melodious chirping of birds can be heard from time to time.
She sat quietly for a moment.
My heart gradually calmed down.
Only then did she realize that she had had the same nightmare again, the one she had dreamed countless times since she was a child.
The man in the dream was named Brother Long, and he had a roaring tiger head tattooed on his hand.
This scene.
Like a brand, it was engraved in her heart.
Unforgettable.
She has been looking for this man for so many years.
But it's like looking for a needle in a haystack.
It can't be found at all.
This is the murderer who destroyed her family.
Only by finding him can she thoroughly understand the truth behind the car accident that year.
She forced down her tangled thoughts like a ball of rope.
She moved to the edge of the bed, her toes touching the ground, her soles completely touching the cold floor.
The coldness climbed up from the ankles to the calves, and then extended all the way up to the heart.
She couldn't help but shiver.
He walked to the mirror and checked his appearance.
She just arrived at the door, put her knuckles on the door handle, and was about to open the door to see Gu Zhou, who had slept in her house last night.
But I heard a slight sound coming from outside.
That was the sound of the refrigerator door opening.
Her watery eyes moved slightly and she pressed the doorknob.
As soon as you walk out.
She met Gu Zhou's gaze as he took out dumplings from the refrigerator and glanced at her sideways.
Morning light streams through the kitchen window.
Casting a line of light and dark on his face, his eyes were lazy and playful.
He looked her up and down.
His gaze paused for a moment on her slightly pale face.
Then he returned to the dumplings in his hand, his tone as nonchalant as usual, even a little hoarse from just waking up: "Awake? That's great. Dumplings for breakfast? Or what else do you want to eat? I'll have someone bring it over."
He shook the bag in his hand, and the plastic wrapping made a slight rustling sound.
The corners of her lips curled up slightly, revealing her usual smile: "Good morning, Mr. Gu, let's just have dumplings, there's no need to have someone specially deliver breakfast."
She walked forward and wanted to take the dumpling from his hand: "Let me do it, Mr. Gu."
Gu Zhou raised his eyebrows casually and dodged her action with his hand.
He said lazily: "No, go wash up."
Seeing Gu Zhou cut the dumpling bag with a knife, he actually opened the dumpling bag with one hand.
She didn't listen to him and went to wash up.
Instead, she stood by the stove with her slender arms behind her back, looking at his three-dimensional profile, smiling with concern: "Mr. Gu, did you sleep well last night?"
"Not bad." He said in a leisurely voice, poured cold water into the pot, and glanced at her casually: "Did President Ling sleep well last night?"
She smiled: "I slept well."
Gu Zhou's hand, which was about to cover the lid, stopped mid-air and raised an eyebrow: "Are you sure?"
Wang Yuanling's eyes flickered in thought, and she smiled tentatively, "Of course I'm sure. Why do you ask, Mr. Gu?"
Gu Zhou's dark eyes stared at her deeply, leaving her confused and puzzled: "What's wrong, Mr. Gu, why are you looking at me like that?"
Gu Zhou raised the corner of his mouth and said slowly: "I thought that my interruption would keep Ling awake all night."
He deliberately emphasized the words "sleepless all night", and his gaze was like an invisible probe, firmly locked into her eyes, not missing any of her slightest reaction.
The water in the pot began to make subtle sounds and gradually heated up.
In the kitchen, this was the only sound flowing between the two of them, and the silence carried an invisible tension.
Wang Yuanling's slender fingers, which were behind her back, curled up quietly where Gu Zhou couldn't see, and her nails dug deep into her palms.
She suppressed her violently beating heart and slightly curved her eyes: "Boss Gu is joking..."
“Ding Dong.”
The sudden doorbell interrupted her words.
He looked towards the entrance with confusion.
Who could be knocking on the door so early in the morning?
She was just about to take a step forward.
The phone then vibrated and made a buzzing sound.
The screen shows: Brother Zhou.
Her watery eyes paused, then raised to meet Gu Zhou's inquiring gaze.
Without waiting for him to speak.
Wang Yuanling pursed his lips and took the initiative to say, "Brother Zhou is here."
Gu Zhou's dark eyes quickly turned cold.
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