"This doesn't seem to be directly related to the fact that I was the one who brought you the soup eight years ago, right? " Mu Ru interrupted him without batting an eyelid. Her voice was still indifferent and distant.
"I was inspired by this incident, so this time when Xi Muxue came back from Korea to look for me, I told her about a small story in a magazine that you read to me eight years ago and a famous book called 'Jane Eyre' . But she didn't know anything about it, so I concluded that the person who came to my bedside to accompany me every day eight years ago was you and not her, Xi Muxue. "
Mu Ru found it funny when she heard this Then, she continued to remind him softly, "President Dongfang, you didn't decide to marry Xi Muxue just because I took Xi Muxue's place to accompany you at the hospital bed for half a year. Your marriage with her was already decided more than ten years ago, and at that time... ". "..."
"At that time, it was because a girl named Xi muxue saved me, " Dongfang Mo said as he took out a cotton scarf from his pocket and handed it to her. "This is the first gift Xi Muxue left for me. "
Mu Ru saw the white cotton scarf and could not help but frown. She took it and unfolded it, but she could not help but cry out, "are you sure this cotton scarf was left for you by Mu Xue? "
"What's wrong? " Dongfang Mo asked without batting an eyelid, "is there something wrong? "
"When did she give you this? " Mu Ru stared at the cotton scarf and could not help but grab it tightly.
"One afternoon, I fell because I was riding a motorcycle. She used this cotton scarf to bandage my wound, " Dongfang Mo briefly described the situation that afternoon.
"She said her name was Xi Muxue? " Mu Ru's mind quickly flew back to more than ten years ago. She remembered that she had a similar experience, but the person she saved at that time was not Dongfang Mo, but a black man with a black face She could not see his face clearly at all.
"No, she didn't say anything at that time. I just saw the name on the scarf and traced her home address, " Dongfang Mo said truthfully, then asked, "what's wrong? Isn't this scarf Xi Muxue's? "
"Of course, this scarf should be Xi Muxue's because her name is on it, " Mu ru nodded Then, she said plainly, "it's just that this scarf isn't finished yet. The name on Xi Muxue's usual cotton scarf is inlaid with gold, and the gold thread on this scarf hasn't been inlaid yet. "
"You mean... The names on Xi Muxue's scarves are all embroidered by you, right? " When Dongfang Mo asked this, his voice gradually became excited. He could even be sure that the one who wore a white dress back then.. The little girl in the Sun Hat was his wife, Xi Muru.
"The person I met back then was as black as an African, " Mu Ru said plainly. "I didn't meet a super handsome guy. If he really was a super handsome guy, I would probably be ashamed of myself and not dare to go forward. "
Dongfang Mo could not help but chuckle. He instantly hugged her tightly in his arms again, but there was a fog in his eyes that had not been there for many years.
"Mu Ru, " he called her name softly and said with a little sob, "Mu Ru, thank you, thank God, for letting me meet you more than ten years ago, but you... why isn't your own name on the silk scarves that you carry with you? "