His clothes were hung neatly on one side in the wardrobe, and some women’s clothing could be found hanging on the other. All of his clothes were matched in sets beforehand, including his outerwear, shirts, pants, and uniforms. They were perfectly ironed, not even a wrinkle could be found anywhere.
It was clear that the room belonged to a married couple. Although there were no wedding photos to be found, the room was evidently owned by two people.
He then opened the other drawers, which contained various miscellaneous items. In one of the drawers, he found a laptop. He took it out and wondered to himself. Who does this laptop belong to? It should be hers, right?
However, why is it kept here, in this room out of all places?
He gently brushed his hand across the surface of the laptop, noticing that barely any dust had settled on it. It was silver in color and extremely light. This model was unavailable in the country and it seemed to be a military-grade product from a foreign country. Not only was its configuration top-notch, but its performance was also exceptionally powerful.
As he held the laptop in his hands, he felt a certain familiarity. It was as if the laptop belonged to him.
He placed the laptop on the table and switched it on. However, the laptop was locked behind a password and he had no idea what it was.
He tapped the table lightly with his finger and entered a random password. It was incorrect.
He tried continuously for a few times but alas, they were all wrong as well.
If these aren’t the password, then the password should be…
A string of numbers suddenly came to his mind, although he had no idea where they emerged from.
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He curled his fingers, typed the four digits on the keyboard, and pressed the enter button.
Following a clicking sound, the laptop’s screen lit up. He casually swept his fingers across the keyboard. This password was not one that he had used before, and he had no idea where it came from.
He began to look through its contents and discovered that the laptop did indeed belong to him. Most of the information, documents, and folders were arranged according to his previous habits. Nothing was unfamiliar to him as they had been kept in the same manner for more than ten years. After all, his personality had always been disciplined and rigorous.
He then opened the disk storage of the system, only to realize that there was nothing but a folder in it. It seemed to be very large. He would not usually put anything in the disk storage, unless it was extremely important.
He opened the folder and realized that there was no information or documents in it. He did not record any important things in it as well. It merely contained pictures of a woman.
There was a timestamp under each photo. In the beginning, they depicted sceneries of various places but as he scrolled downwards, a certain individual began to appear in them. As they were evidently shot in his style, he assumed that he was the photographer.
The same woman appeared in all of the photos. A few photos later, he found himself appearing in them as well. His lips curled unconsciously into a smile as he looked through the pictures, which gave him a shock when he realized it. He lightly brushed his fingers against his lips.
Could I still smile like that?
It was really him. He was Lu Jin’s only child, born in the era of the one-child policy. Thus, he never had any brothers or sisters growing up. It was quite apparent that the person in the photos was him. He could be seen interacting with the beautiful woman, buckling her seat belt in one photo and helping her tie her shoelaces in another.
There were some photos of her being sad and some of her smiling. There were also pictures of them traveling around the world. On top of that, there were also selfies of the woman, displaying all four seasons in the background as they transitioned into one another.
Further down the album, there was a shift in the photography style. They were no longer shot by him but by someone else, possibly by the same person who took the selfies earlier.
The later pictures were all selfies of that woman, documenting her highlights and recording her journey in life.
The final few photos were uploaded recently. In one of them, she was standing tall on the winner’s podium. She was holding a golden award in her hands and raising it above her head, as a crowd of people of different ethnicities cheered her on.
Her smile was simple, yet dazzlingly brilliant.
The title of Best International Actress was being awarded to her.
Lu Yi suddenly felt like crying, as an indescribable feeling of surging emotions and aching pain faintly rose in his heart. He placed his hands on his chest, wondering about the source of these feelings.
Undoubtedly, he had lost a very important part of his memories.
He sat down and lightly touched the computer screen with his fingers.
The woman was indeed very beautiful and exquisite. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. If someone told him in the past that he was already married, and to an incredibly beautiful woman no less, he would have never believed it.
He knew that he was not a good boyfriend, being someone who was extremely busy and not a romantic bone in his body. No woman would love someone whose personality was hard as a rock like him.
He always thought that he would marry an average woman, maybe a teacher or a doctor. After all, these occupations were compatible with his job, as they required great discipline and had the same nine-to-five working hours.
However, he could not have predicted that he would marry a woman named Yan Huan.
Yan Huan. He gently traced the two words on the screen of his phone.
She was exceptionally popular right now as she had recently received the Best International Actress award. In fact, her name was trending on various search portals just a few minutes ago.
She was awarded Best International Actress on the global stage, the most popular actress in the country, and the fifth most beautiful person in Asia.
Also, her birthday.
It was on the 27th of June.
Age, 26 years old.
Marriage status, married.
Spouse, Lu Yi, died in a flood.
Lu Yi gently touched his face. Did he really die in a flood? If that is the case, he is not Jiu Yue, and never was. It was either Sun Yuhan’s mistake or she was deceiving him on purpose.
However, there was no use looking into it anymore.
He was Lu Yi and never some Jiu Yue.
He had many things that needed to be done now. He had to amend his personal information as he was currently recorded as deceased and he needed to report to the procuratorate. He had no idea if his position had been taken over or not. However, it seemed unlikely that his boss would fire him. After all, his skills were very impressive, thus no one would want him to leave the position.
Knock knock. Lu Yi knocked on the door. A voice echoed from the room, allowing him to enter.
He twisted the handle and opened the door. As he entered the room, he could see that Sun Yuhan was laying on the bed, wide awake.
“Jiu Yue…” She sat up at once. A spark flashed in her eyes as she was pleasantly surprised. She still preferred to address him as Jiu Yue, because Jiu Yue belonged solely to her whereas Lu Yi belonged to many people.
Lu Yi simply walked over to sit beside her and tucked her under a blanket.
