Chapter 505: 347 You've been chasing me for a long time!_3
Chapter 505: Chapter 347 You’ve been chasing me for a long time!_3
Where on earth did it go?
Murong Qian bit her lip, having a moment of realization, she remembered that she had been so heartbroken from her breakup that she seemed to have deleted all his photos where he was visible.
Oh no, she has to recover it!
As for Lu Cong, seeing her refuse to let him leave, his gaze inevitably darkened, “I’m going to the restroom.”
Murong Qian had to let him go, “Okay, go ahead.”
She casually moved away from his thigh, but her right hand still tightly gripped the mouse, relentlessly opening various private albums.
Lu Cong furrowed his brows, his handsome face growing more gloomy.
He pushed his chair back, just about to stand up, when out of the corner of his eye he saw a picture of a man and woman embracing, his eyes widened in shock.
At the same time, Murong Qian, who had finally recovered the photo from the trash album, couldn’t help but cheer, “Found it. Lu Cong, take a look at this photo—”
She suddenly turned her head, only to find the man behind her as still as if he had been struck by lightning, sitting in the chair without moving.
“Lu Cong, what’s wrong?”
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Murong Qian patted his shoulder, her voice cautiously asking.
“Lu Cong? Are you okay?”
A stream of worry suddenly crossed her mind.
Oh no, could he have been so struck that he’s gone dumb?
“Lu Cong? Wake up, don’t scare me!”
Murong Qian couldn’t help but push him again, her tone very anxious.
Lu Cong finally gradually regained some senses, he looked at her with difficulty, “Is this… me?”
“Yes!”
Murong Qian nodded solemnly, “Lu Cong, you are the man I can’t forget. Have you really forgotten all our past?”
As she spoke, her nose turned sour, and she could no longer hold back her tears.
Upon receiving her answer, Lu Cong felt even worse.
It was really him?
How could this be?!
He clearly didn’t have any memory loss, how could he possibly have had a past with her?
But the photo was right in front of him, the man in it was unmistakably him…
What is going on?
Why was he such a jerk?
Why did he forget her?
He obviously loved her so much, why did he specifically forget her.
What exactly happened four years ago?
Lu Cong’s mind was filled with countless enigmas, one after another, tirelessly working in his mind.
He tried desperately to remember, but the more he tried, the more his mind was blank, still not remembering anything.
“Ah—”
His head splitting with pain, he cried out in agony.
Murong Qian was so heartbroken, she quickly went to help him, holding his neck as she gently massaged his temple, all the while soothing him, ” If you can’t remember, then don’t think about it, Lu Cong. Don’t think about it.”
With her comfort, Lu Cong’s headache finally eased a bit, but his heart ached even more.
He held her waist tightly, constantly apologizing, “I’m sorry, Qianqian! I’m sorry. How could I…how could I be so terrible… I can’t forgive myself, I actually forgot you. I almost lost you, Qianqian… I’m sorry…”
They say that real men don’t cry easily. Lu Cong hadn’t cried much since he was a child, but at this moment, he cried like a child in Murong Qian’s arms.
Murong Qian watched as he cried, his body wracking with sobs. All the resentment she had held for four years dissipated in this moment.
She patted his back for him, trying to keep her tone casual, “Alright, it’s okay, I forgive you.”
“Don’t cry anymore, Lu Cong. As a man, aren’t you afraid of me laughing at you?”
Lu Cong didn’t want to lose face in front of her either, but the emotional breakdown came too quickly, he simply couldn’t steady himself, couldn’t accept that he had forgotten the woman he loved…
After about a minute, Lu Cong gradually returned to normal.
He took off his glasses and wiped his eyes with a tissue, his cheeks flushed, still quite embarrassed.
Murong Qian rubbed his head and sighed, “Okay, if there’s anything you want to know, just ask.”
Besides Xunxun’s existence, she would tell him everything else truthfully.
Lu Cong wiped his glasses and put them back on, his voice calming somewhat, “How did we meet?”
“I was studying at M University, and you came to M University for a lecture. By luck, we met. Of course, it was you who fell in love with me at first sight and pursued me! And you chased after me for a long time!”
Murong Qian couldn’t help but stress this point.
Lu Cong chuckled, “I believe you.”
She had indeed hit his aesthetic point, whether it was four years ago or now, at first glance, he would be deeply moved.
He pulled her back onto his lap and kissed her cheek, “And then?”
“And then…”
Murong Qian hesitated for a moment and turned to look at him deeply,”After you proposed to me, you went back to your country. You said you were going to tell your parents about us and then marry me. But I never waited for you to come back. It was only recently that I found out you had a car accident four years ago.”
Lu Cong held her hand, his eyebrows furrowed, a dark light flickered in his eyes.
“I think… I know where the problem lies.”