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Who Am I?
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I opened my eyes to a monotonous expanse of white. The sharp smell of disinfectant filled my nostrils, and my body ached terribly.
"Miss Fang, you finally woke up!" A young nurse in a pink uniform walked in just as I regained consciousness.
I looked around in confusion, my mind a complete mess. Where am I? Who am I? Why am I here?
Soon, doctors and nurses filed in one after another. A man in a white coat approached the bedside and leaned down to look at me. He wore a mask that concealed everything but his deep, gentle black eyes.
"Miss Fang, are you okay?" he asked softly.
I instinctively nodded and opened my mouth, my voice hoarse: "Who am I?"
A flicker of surprise crossed the doctor's eyes. He told me to relax and not to be nervous, then gently asked me several questions. But I didn’t know anything. I couldn't even remember my own name.
The doctor reassured me not to be afraid, saying I had only sustained some external injuries and would recover with some rest. They informed me that I had been in a car accident and was rushed here for emergency treatment, but fortunately, my life was not in danger. Yet, I couldn’t recall how the accident happened.
The doctor said this might just be temporary and that perhaps in a few days, I would regain my memory. I nodded blankly.
At that moment, a man walked in. He was tall with sharp features, dressed in an all-black suit, exuding an air of authority. He approached me and spoke in a familiar tone: "Mengmeng, you’re awake."
I looked up at him in a daze: "Who are you?"
"I am your husband, Wu Ming."
I was stunned again.
Husband? Am I married?
But he looks so unfamiliar; I have no impression of him at all.
"We've been registered for a year."
He seems not to smile much, his brows and eyes always serious. After saying that, he fell silent, standing quietly by the bed.
I didn't know what to say for a moment, and the hospital room fell into silence.
Fortunately, the doctor broke the deadlock, telling me to rest well and that I could find him if I needed anything.
Wu Ming remained silent.
I accidentally locked eyes with him, and my heart trembled.
His gaze was too cold, nothing like how a husband would look at his wife.
Are we really a couple?
But if not, why would he deceive me?
After being discharged from the hospital, I followed Wu Ming back to his villa.
The villa was large, with a tall Phoenix Tree planted in the front yard, lush and green.
As soon as we entered, several servants respectfully greeted Wu Ming.
I stood at the door, feeling lost in this completely unfamiliar environment.
Is this really my home?
"Dad, you're back." At that moment, a teenager came down from upstairs.
He looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, tall and with features somewhat resembling Wu Ming's.
Wu Ming nodded slightly in response.
The teenager looked at me, his gaze suddenly sharp.
"Who are you?" His tone was filled with hostility, clearly displeased by my presence.
"I am..." I opened my mouth but didn't know what to say.
Wu Ming said I was his wife; although I had no memory of it, given that relationship...
I should be "Mom," right?
I couldn't summon any maternal love for this child. The boy scoffed, as if he had already guessed everything. He looked down at me with disdain and said, "You think you can replace my mom? You don't deserve it!"
I was taken aback and instinctively glanced at Wu Ming. He remained silent, showing no intention of explaining anything. I couldn't help but ask, "He is...?"
"My son, Wu Liang," Wu Ming replied flatly, answering my question without providing any context about my situation.
Wu Liang stood on the stairs, and Wu Ming walked over to him. I stood at the doorway, watching them, feeling like an outsider in this so-called home. Wu Liang was right; I didn't belong here at all.
After a long moment, I murmured, "I will leave this place." Wu Ming watched me from a distance without saying a word.
In the following days, I tried to communicate with Wu Liang, wanting to know what life was like before my amnesia. But Wu Liang seemed to dislike me very much and always kept his distance. I could only search for my memories alone.
I went to the study upstairs and opened the door, staring at the room in confusion once again. Aside from some basic furniture, there was nothing related to me in the study. There were no wedding photos of me and Wu Ming, nor any pictures of myself.
Wu Ming said we had been married for a year, yet there were no traces of my life here at all. I gradually began to doubt everything. It felt like a facade of a false marriage.
Wu Ming's villa was large, with many servants, but I could only live in my own world every day. I slowly started to accept life here, despite having no memories of it.
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