The boy's smile grew increasingly shy as he looked at the group of people in the studio, his gaze lingering on Song Mai.
He smiled expectantly and said, "Designer Bai, I've liked you for a long time."
Seeing that he didn't seem to be faking it, Song Mai smiled and said, "Don't be shy, we're all just ordinary people, there's no difference between us."
It was learned that the boy's name was Yu Xiao, and he obtained a design degree through self-study at university.
His work and professional knowledge clearly demonstrate that his professional level and ability far exceed those of ordinary designers, which makes Song Mai very satisfied.
"There's just one thing I'm not sure if you can accept," the boy said, his hands clasped nervously and his brow furrowed.
"Go ahead." Song Mai was quite satisfied with Yu Xiao; as long as he wasn't too outrageous, she could accept it.
Yu Xiao took a deep breath and said nervously, "My family isn't well-off, so I'd like to ask for more compensation."
"no problem."
I thought Yu Xiao would ask for an exorbitant salary, but it turned out to be just a few hundred yuan more.
Through his nervous expression, Song Mai saw a reflection of her past self.
Back then, I was just as anxious and financially strapped as Yu Xiao is now, with no end in sight.
Wait, my past self?
Song Mai was startled, and her expression turned serious without her noticing.
Looking at her like this, Yu Xiao said with concern, "If you don't agree, I can accept the current salary."
"No, I agree. If you have time, come as soon as possible."
Song Mai looked unwell, hastily said something, and got up to leave.
Xie Wenwen also found it strange, but for now, she had to take care of Yu Xiao in front of her. After completing the next steps, Xie Wenwen quickly found Song Mai.
What's going on with you?
Seeing Song Mai retching uncontrollably in the bathroom, Xie Wenwen patted her back gently with concern.
"It's nothing, just a bit of a headache."
Xie Wenwen hesitated for a moment, then handed her a glass of water.
She sighed calmly, "Actually, you don't need to force yourself like this. If this place keeps triggering your memories and making you feel uncomfortable, there's no need to stay any longer."
Unexpectedly, Song Mai gently shook her head, stubbornly raising her eyes: "If a person loses a part of their memory, their life is incomplete. And you haven't discovered that there's a mastermind behind this."
She could sense that someone was constantly trying to stop her from understanding the situation.
Ji Fenghe, whom I've known for five years, is not as simple as I imagined.
"What if that memory is detrimental to you?"
This is Xie Wenwen's biggest worry.
From the very beginning, Xie Wenwen was unwilling for Song Mai to return to China.
Since the body has produced a stress response, there is no need to force yourself to recall it.
"Actually, I've already learned the general outline of the matter from Chu Yunxing, and I can accept everything. It's just that I can't recapture the feeling from back then; it's just like listening to a story told by someone else."
Xie Wenwen frowned and gripped her hand tightly: "If, I mean if."
She hesitated, then said, "You've remembered everything from the past, and your feelings for Chu Yunxing haven't diminished. You two are still deeply in love and want to stay together. What should An'an do?"
"Put An'an's feelings first."
Nothing, no matter what or who, can affect An'an's life now.
This is Song Mai's final bottom line.
Xie Wenwen watched her departing figure and sighed helplessly.
He picked up his phone and dialed Shen Xiujing's number; she answered quickly.
"Wan'er's condition isn't very good. Did the new doctor you recommended last time really work?"
Shen Xiujing said lazily, "Even I personally took action, but unfortunately it had no effect on her."
Xie Wenwen sighed and said helplessly, "Isn't there a better way?"
“Her situation is very similar to mine, and it can’t be solved with just one or two sessions of psychological counseling. Perhaps we can try another approach: scenario reenactment.”
Xie Wenwen immediately objected: "Are you crazy? She lost her memory after a car accident back then. Do you want her to be in another car accident?"
Shen Xiujing felt this method was inappropriate and sighed helplessly, "Do you have a better idea?"
Xie Wenwen remained silent, then hung up the phone and took out a card that she had been keeping in her bag.
She hesitated for a long time before dialing the number.
The moment Chu Yunxing's voice appeared, Xie Wenwen already regretted it.
After a moment of contemplation, she said in a low voice, "Mr. Yun, I know this call will disturb your work, but there is something very important right now, and it concerns Wan'er."
Since it concerned Song Mai, Chu Yunxing canceled all meetings.
When the two sat facing each other, Xie Wenwen showed a hint of hesitation.
"What's the matter?" Chu Yunxing glanced at his watch.
If it weren't for the fact that it concerned Song Mai, he would never waste his time on anyone else.
“She hasn’t been doing well lately. She often gets splitting headaches from recalling past events, and just now she even started vomiting. I know that recovering memories is a very painful process, and I’ve done a lot of research on news and information before. Most people can recall all their memories in an instant, but she’s different.” Xie Wenwen’s face showed a look of heartache and pain.
"She was so desperate to remember everything that her body was severely damaged. She was in a coma for a long time after the car accident, and when she woke up, it was almost time for her to give birth. After An'an was born, she was busy earning money to support the family."
Xie Wenwen's eyes reddened.
She watched Song Mai achieve success step by step, and naturally understood how much pain she had endured.
"You mean, she was already pregnant before she woke up?"
Chu Yunxing almost couldn't sit still, and his tone rose a few degrees.
"She's been keeping it from me, probably because she had reservations. But I have to tell you everything today, simply because I feel sorry for her. Her condition is very bad; she's extremely weak. If possible, I hope you can help her regain her memory and prevent her from suffering any longer."
Chu Yunxing was so shocked by the news that he was speechless.
He recalled the timeframe Song Mai had mentioned to him and couldn't help but find it strange.
"Isn't An'an only five years old?"
"It's been six years since the moment Wan'er had the car accident. She was already pregnant when the accident happened, so ten months of pregnancy counts as a year."
Chu Yunxing's name was known to all, and everything became clear to him.
That's right, An'an is five years old this year, which is exactly six years including the ten months of pregnancy.
He hadn't thought about this matter carefully because he was worried that excessive intervention would offend Song Mai, and he also didn't want to accept the fact that An An was someone else's child.
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