Seriously injured in a car accident, his wife confessed her love for his "white moonlight"

Just as the two were lost in their own thoughts, the doorbell rang at an inopportune moment.

Zhao Jing frowned, muttered something, and got up to open the door.

"After a whole day of work, you still want..."

As soon as the door opened, Zhao Jing's voice abruptly stopped.

The visitor was Zhao's mother's childhood sweetheart. His well-tailored suit made him look elegant and refined, like a nobleman from the past.

He smiled politely, his eyes filled with a touch of nostalgia and tenderness, as if they could instantly soothe the restlessness in Zhao Jing's heart.

Zhao Jing was taken aback, and swallowed back the complaint that was on the tip of her tongue. Instead, she gave a smile that was a mixture of unexpected surprise and embarrassment. She unconsciously stepped aside and invited this uninvited guest into her home.

Although he was the culprit who caused all of this, Zhao Jing couldn't hate him at all when she first saw him; instead, she felt a strange sense of familiarity.

Is your mother home?

Zhao's mother's childhood sweetheart spoke gently.

Zhao Jing looked at Xu Tian, ​​unsure of how to express herself.

Xu Tian stood up and said with a smile, "Auntie is resting, please sit down for a while."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jing quickly got up and went to the kitchen to brew a pot of tea, placing it on the coffee table. Even though she was in her own home, she suddenly felt awkward.

After all, she had seen old photos of her mother before, and this person was in one of them. But since it was just a photo, she was still a little uncomfortable with a living person suddenly appearing in front of her.

"My surname is Fang, Fang Moxuan. You can just call me Uncle Fang."

Fang Moxuan was the first to break the awkward silence.

"Hello Uncle Fang, my name is Xu Tian, ​​and her name is Zhao Jing, your aunt's daughter," Xu Tian said immediately.

Fang Moxuan nodded, then smiled and looked at Zhao Jing.

For some reason, the moment Fang Moxuan walked in, Xu Tian felt a strange sense of familiarity with him, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

Now it suddenly dawned on him that Zhao Jing and Fang Moxuan did indeed have some similarities in their eyes and brows, but Zhao Jing's features were inherited from her mother, so it was hard to tell without a close look.

Fang Moxuan's gaze gently fell on Zhao Jing, his eyes so tender they seemed to drip with water, filled with endless doting and memories.

He slowly reached out and gently stroked Zhao Jing's hair, just like a father showing tenderness and affection to his daughter.

Zhao Jing was somewhat dazed by this sudden intimacy. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, which was then replaced by a warm feeling.

For some reason, she felt as if she could see the shadow of her mother when she was young in Fang Moxuan's eyes.

Xu Tian, ​​an outsider, silently watched the two of them, and a bold idea suddenly struck him.

Before he could savor the moment, the door creaked open, and Zhao's mother emerged, looking exhausted.

At this moment, Fang Moxuan had already withdrawn his hand and was quietly watching Zhao's mother.

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao's mother's eyes.

"How...how did you know I lived here?"

Fang Moxuan gave a bitter look.

Since their separation abroad, Zhao's mother had never contacted him again. He had gone through great lengths to find out Zhao's mother's current address, so he was worried and wanted to come and see her.

Zhao's mother's eyes were filled with complex emotions, including the joy of a long-awaited reunion and a hint of evasiveness that was hard to describe.

Fang Moxuan slowly stepped forward and took out an exquisite brooch from his pocket. The silver base was inlaid with several tiny diamonds, which sparkled under the light.

"This is what you dropped earlier."

Fang Moxuan's voice trembled slightly as he handed the brooch to Zhao's mother.

If it weren't for their chance encounter abroad, Fang Moxuan probably would never have had the chance to meet Zhao's mother again in his life.

He brought back this brooch as a link to Zhao's mother.

Zhao's mother smoothed the stray hairs that had fallen to the tips of her ears. "Oh, this? I was wondering why I couldn't find it no matter how hard I looked after I got back."

"But it's really inappropriate for you to come all this way just to return this thing."

Zhao's mother deliberately spoke in a distant tone, hoping to dissuade Fang Moxuan from leaving.

After all, her current situation is not good, and she may even face a lawsuit. So before everything is settled, she doesn't want to bother Fang Moxuan like she did when she was a child and hold him back.

As expected, a hint of disappointment flashed in Fang Moxuan's eyes after hearing this, and then he stood up.

"Now that it has been returned to its rightful owner, I'll be leaving now."

After saying goodbye to Xu Tian, ​​Fang Moxuan looked at Zhao Jing.

His expression was as tender as a father looking at his daughter.

"You look a lot like your mother. Hope we meet again."

Zhao Jing glanced at her mother, who showed no sign of stopping her, so she could only bite her lip and stand there.

Xu Tian, ​​however, fulfilled his duty as host and insisted on sending Fang Moxuan down.

After exchanging pleasantries, Fang Moxuan went downstairs with Xu Tian.

"Mom, is he the Uncle Fang you used to tell me about, my childhood sweetheart?"

Zhao Jing asked curiously.

Zhao's mother nodded, and said with a regretful tone, "I never thought I would see him again."

Zhao Jing, however, developed a strange fondness for Fang Moxuan. She always felt that if her mother had chosen to be with Fang Moxuan back then, her mother would definitely be living a better life than she is now.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jing tentatively asked, "If you really get a divorce, will you give him a chance?"

Zhao's mother sighed deeply, her thoughts already drifting far away, lost in thought.

So many years have passed, and although Fang Moxuan is still single, she has aged and lost her beauty due to her years of hard work for the Zhao family, and has also given birth to a daughter.

From any perspective, she is not a good match for Fang Moxuan.

Underground Parking Lot.

The two men stood side by side, neither of them speaking first.

Xu Tian hesitated only after Fang Moxuan got into the car and started it.

Fang Moxuan smiled and said, "Whatever you want to say, please feel free to say it."

Xu Tian looked at him with a complicated expression. "Then I'll really say it. If I say something wrong, Uncle Fang, please forgive me."

Fang Moxuan nodded. "Go ahead and say it."

Xu Tian took a deep breath and looked at him, "You came back this time not just to return a brooch, right?"

Fang Moxu was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Yes and no, but it doesn't matter anymore."

"I still have unfinished business in Jiangcheng. I will leave by plane in half a month."

Xu Tian hurriedly asked, "Leave? Where are you going?"

Fang Moxuan smiled faintly, "I have been away from Jiangcheng for more than 20 years, so naturally I should go back to where I belong."

"I'll take you to the airport in two weeks."

For some reason, Xu Tian always felt that Fang Moxuan was hiding something from Zhao's mother.

Fang Moxuan avoided talking about his departure, instead staring intently at Xu Tian with a look he had never shown upstairs.

Are you and Zhao Jing boyfriend and girlfriend?

No, Xu Tian wanted to say that, but looking at his expectant yet sorrowful eyes, he couldn't bring himself to say those two words.

On a whim, Xu Tian nodded, "She...is."