When Fu Zhengzheng secretly puts the plasticine mouse in her pocket, Han Siqi comes out with Fu Xing in his arms. She hurries to take her son and takes him back to the room.

After returning to their room, Fu Zhengzheng begins to pat Fu Xing to sleep. After playing for a day, Fu Xing soon falls asleep.

Amid her son’s even breathing, Fu Zhengzheng turns around and leans against the wall to listen to the sound of the next room, and then she creeps to Han Siqi’s room with her mobile phone in hand.

She has planned to come to Han Siqi with the excuse that she doesn’t know how to use the mobile phone.

Han Siqi doesn’t lock the door. Fu Zhengzheng puts the plasticine mouse back and prepares for a while before suddenly screaming, “Ah—”

There is sound in the bathroom immediately. Just five seconds later, Fu Zhengzheng sees Han Siqi rush out of the bathroom. But to her disappointment, Han Siqi is wearing a very hateful bath towel around her waist!

Take off the bath towel and she can probably see his body!

Fu Zhengzheng wants to pretend to be very frightened, so she runs to him in one stride and hugs him while shouting “in panic”, “Mouse! There is a mouse in the room!”

Han Siqi frowns upon the intimate action. He takes a breath and looks down her hand, seeing a “mouse” “crouching” against the wall. He finds it funny and annoying. “Woman, it is a plasticine mouse made by Fu Xing, ok?”

Fu Zhengzheng pretends to understand suddenly while thinking about how to pull down Han Siqi’s bath towel quietly.

Just as one of her hands touches the bath towel, Han Siqi holds her up and quickly takes her to the bed, letting the bath towel fall down.

Is he going to put me away from the mouse? Fu Zhengzheng guesses.

As expected, Han Siqi throws her on the bed, but when she opens her eyes and looks at his thigh, she finds that he is still wearing hateful underpants!

As Han Siqi is about to leave, she climbs up and pulls him violently. Han Siqi doesn’t watch out and falls on the bed. Fu Zhengzheng quickly presses him under her body.

The mole is on the inside of his thigh. Only if he parts his thighs, she can see what she wants to see.

To get the answer that she has been seeking for so long, she can’t care about too much!

As she successfully parts his thighs and moves her hands along with her body down his body to look at the mole, her body is suddenly grasped and moved upwards until she sees his eyes with evil smiles. She completely realizes that there will be something wrong, so she twists her body in an attempt to jump off him.

But Han Siqi grabs her and makes her unable to move. Then he smiles wickedly. “Run away? Do you think you can run away now?”

“Let me go! I think you misunderstood.” Feeling oppressed and panicked once again, she apologizes with a smiling face.

“Misunderstood? Well, you have stimulated my lust. Shouldn’t you be responsible?” Then Han Siqi’s lips move closer and closer.

Fu Zhengzheng tries desperately to wriggle free and says, “You are plundering a burning house! Let me go immediately! Did you hear that? If you come nearer, I’ll shout for help!”

Han Siqi bends his eyebrows and moves his lips closer regardless of her shouts.

The gentle movements make Fu Zhengzheng a little absorbed. If the man in front of her is Nian Xi, maybe she will close her eyes to enjoy the sweetness brought by the quiet night, but…

This man is not Nian Xi!

He is not Nian Xi whom she has missed so much.

Fu Zhengzheng suddenly turns her head and yells, “Fu Xing, why are you here?”

Hearing that, Han Siqi quickly rolls down from her body and pulls the sheet to cover his body. But when he looks back, he finds that there is no one at the door at all, and then he realizes that he has been tricked. As he is about to blame Fu Zhengzheng, he finds that she is staring blankly at him.

“You, you are not Nian Xi!” Fu Zhengzheng murmurs to herself disappointedly.

In that moment, Fu Zhengzheng took opportunity to see his thigh clearly—there is not even a scar, let alone a mole!

Han Siqi opens the sheet and looks at his thigh in underpants. Then he slowly gets up, picks up the bath towel and puts it around his waist, and says in a self-mocking way, “I have already told you I am not Nian Xi, but you don’t believe me.”

Fu Zhengzheng shakes her head blankly and says, “I just don’t believe that there is a man who looks so much like him. Now I believe it.”

Sighing deeply, she gets up and goes to her room.

Looking at the disappointed figure, Han Siqi somehow feels heartbroken. He opens his mouth but doesn’t say anything.

After taking a casual bath again, he puts on simple clothes, and then comes to door of Fu Zhengzheng’s room. He raises his hand but doesn’t knock the door, and he turns back.

He knows well that he is not Nian Xi, and he has told Fu Zhengzheng many times, but she doesn’t believe until she sees the truth with her own eyes.

He used to think that Nian Xi is just an excuse for her to get close to him, but from her look today, he can tell that Nian Xi is not a person invented by her!

It turns out that in her past life there really was a man named Nian Xi! She really has good memories about Nian Xi in her mind!

Han Siqi’s heart is also covered with a feeling of loss.

Putting on his coat, he walks to the small rooftop, but he unexpectedly finds that Fu Zhengzheng is also there, curling up on a bench.

All the rooms on the second floor of this villa have access to the small rooftop.

The light moonlight is lazily shining with cold light. It’s quiet all around. Even insects have no desire to sing tonight. They just sleep somewhere.

Still wearing the previous thin clothes, Fu Zhengzheng holds her legs in her arms and buries her head deep in her knees.

Han Siqi takes off his coat and gently put it on her.

Fu Zhengzheng is startled as if she was waking up from a dream. When she sees it is Han Siqi, she is surprised and then continues to hold her legs, but put her head on her knees.

Her blank eyes make Han Siqi a little sad. He sits down next to her and says softly, “Tell me about Nian Xi.”

He finds that his voice is unexpectedly a little hoarse, which makes him don’t know what to say.

“Nian Xi…just passed by my life by accident and then disappeared. Maybe I’ll never see him in my life.” Fu Zhengzheng’s faint voice whirls in the air.

“Don’t be so pessimistic, maybe…” Han Siqi says hoarsely.

“There is no “maybe” in the world, if there is, there will be no “if” in our dictionary, and our life will not have so many regrets.”

“Do you regret having Fu Xing?”

“No!” Fu Zhengzheng drops the words one by one, “I don’t regret giving birth to Fu Xing at all. I named him Fu Xing (which sounds the same as “lucky star” in Chinese) because I want to tell him that he is a treasure of Mommy. No matter whether Nian Xi will appear or not, Fu Xing is always my lucky star.”

“It is happy to owe it once.”

Looking at the few little stars in the sky, Han Siqi wears a faint smile and says, “Fu Xing—luck star. He will become your lucky star.”

“But…” Fu Zhengzheng chokes, “I don’t regret giving birth to Fu Xing, but I lost Nian Xi. Fu Xing doesn’t have a daddy, and our life is no complete.”

Han Siqi says nothing more. He just strokes Fu Zhengzheng’s shoulders and moves her to his arms. His movements are so gentle that no sign of jokes can be found.

Fu Zhengzheng pauses for a while and finally she let herself fall in Han Siqi’s arms, biting her teeth and crying.

Over the years, she has managed to weather the hard days. She thought that she could be so strong all the time, but didn’t expect to show her helplessness in front of a man who looks like Nian Xi.

She really doesn’t want to cry!

But Han Siqi gives her hope and disappoints her

The tears have been stored for six years. Well, just let it roll down with abandon. Maybe when her tears run out and she vents her sadness, she can forget all the unhappy things and start a new life.

Fu Zhengzheng doesn’t oppress her emotion anymore, just letting tears flow.

To be honest, Han Siqi is the object of her investigation. She thought that if she confirmed that Han Siqi was Nian Xi, she would be torn between love and her career, and thought that if Han Siqi wasn’t Nian Xi, her heart could become lighter and she could concentrate on fulfilling the tasks assigned by the organization. But she never expected that she would become more ambivalent now.

She is ambivalent especially when Han Siqi shows such a gentle side, contrary to his former playful character.

No! I can’t falter in my stand! I can’t forget my identity! If I can’t tell public from private interests, I will no deserve the uniform I wear.

From tomorrow on, I will earnestly investigate this case so as to finish my work as soon as possible. Then I will leave here with Fu Xing to our own city and start to live our own life.

Thinking about this, Fu Zhengzheng violently pushes Han Siqi away. Just at that moment, the cellphone in Han Siqi’s pocket rings. Han Siqi thinks she pushes him because she feels the phone call, so he smiles at her while picking up his cellphone.

When he sees the name on the phone, he doesn’t answer it immediately, but only says, “It’s late now. Go in and have a rest. It’s cold outside.”

Fu Zhengzheng nods. Then he raises his phone and goes into his room to answer it.

In fact, Fu Zhengzheng has seen that the name on the phone is Fu Wenhai. She pretends to move slowly, but Han Siqi doesn’t answer the phone until he gets in the room and closes the door.

Instead of going back to her room, Fu Zhengzheng tries to eavesdrop in the corner and barely hears the word “restaurant”.

After a while, Han Siqi goes downstairs and drives away.

At this time, Fu Zhengzheng is no longer in a sad mood. She is guessing what Han Siqi is going to talk with Fu Wenhai.

Why Weihan didn’t accept building materials from Wenhai? Is it related to other interests?

Looking at Fu Xing, Fu Zhengzheng thinks for a while and then turns on the small phone to send a message to Yang Tao, asking him to try to get some information at Glamour Restaurant.

As she is about to go to bed, she finds she is still wearing Han Siqi’s coat. She pauses and says to herself, “Fu Zhengzheng, you should remember from now on that Han Siqi is Han Siqi; he is no one else!”

*

November is the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, and the weather has gradually cooled down.

As the cold wind blows, the fallen leaves are flying around.

Holding Fu Zhengzheng’s hand, Fu Xing looks up at her and asks in a worried way, “Mommy, Why don’t you go to work on Daddy’s car? Did you quarrel with Daddy?”

“No, why should we quarrel?” Fu Zhengzheng tries to brace herself up to answer her son.

Indeed, she is in a bad mood these two days, and she is not very interested in doing anything. As for the reason, she is very clear.

“I’ll be relieved if you didn’t quarrel, Mommy. I’m most worried about you.”

Fu Zhengzheng smiles at her little son who behaves like an adult. Her son is her greatest comfort.

Just as she is about to say something to her son, her arm is suddenly grabbed by someone who pops up from the roadside.

Fu Zhengzheng is startled. Her first reaction is to shake off the hands and protect her son.