In order not to scare Lu Jing, Shen Zhong arranged their eting in the reception room.
When entering the laboratory, he deliberately avoided the living area of the experintal subjects.
After walking inside for ten minutes, Shen Zhong stopped in front of a room, turned his head to look at the person following behind him, and said, "We’re here."
He cautioned Lu Jing and Lu Yubai, "I’ve already injected Miss Ming with the CO2 agent, so her mood will be very stable today. You don’t have to worry about her harming anyone."
"In that case, Mr. Lu, you take Xiao Jing inside," Shen Yanhe said, letting go of Lu Jing’s hand.
The next period of ti was left for the three of them to be together as a family.
Lu Yubai took a deep breath nervously, nodded, and said, "Okay."
Shen Yanhe turned to Shen Zhong, "Dad, show the recent developnt data on the drugs."
Shen Zhong nodded, "Follow ."
The two followed Shen Zhong to his office.
Lu Yubai, holding Lu Jing’s hand and taking deep breaths, looked down and asked, "Xiao Jing, are you nervous?"
Lu Jing’s little face was tight, he nodded, "A little."
"But thinking that I’m about to see Mom, I’m very happy."
Lu Yubai nodded firmly and said, "Then let’s open the door and go in to see Mom."
Lu Jing, "Okay!"
Lu Yubai raised his hand, his fingertips trembling with excitent, as he turned the tightly closed door open.
The door slowly opened.
Lu Yubai saw at first glance the graceful figure sitting on the sofa ahead, dressed in a white dress, with long black hair falling smoothly down her back, her back to them.
This silhouette had often appeared in his midnight reveries over the years.
Now, seeing her in person, Lu Yubai felt sowhat cowardly, and hesitant to approach.
He was a bit afraid.
Afraid that if he stepped forward, he would see Mingying’s resentful gaze.
Resentful that he was late, resentful that he hadn’t appeared in ti to save her from years of tornt and pain.
Lu Jing’s eyes lit up, and he struggled free from Lu Yubai’s grasp, dashing forward, "Mom!!"
With tears welling up in his eyes, unable to hold back, he ran to the front of the sofa and threw himself into the woman’s arms, "Mom, I’ve missed you so much."
Mingying, who had been sitting expressionlessly on the sofa with little emotional fluctuation, blinked slowly.
She slowly lowered her head to look at the small creature buried in her embrace, a ripple moving through her eyes.
Her mouth opened slightly, "... Jing...?"
Lu Jing lifted his little head, looking at the face he was so familiar with, yet had missed so dearly, nodding hard with tears and laughter, "Yes, it’s , it’s Xiao Jing!"
Mingying blinked, showing no reaction to his weeping with joy.
She just stared at his tears for a long ti, hesitantly lifted her hand, and wiped the tears rolling down his face.
Mingying’s touch was not gentle, and since Lu Jing’s skin was tender, this wipe left a red mark on his body.
Seeing the mark, Mingying seed to have been burned, quickly withdrawing her hand in so disarray.
But as if Lu Jing didn’t feel any pain, he rubbed his face against her hand with a smile, consoling her, "It’s okay, Mom, it doesn’t hurt at all."
Mingying pursed her lips and murmured softly in acknowledgnt.
The mother and son’s interaction was quite harmonious in a short ti.
Lu Jing was truly happy.
His mom had co back to his side.
He lingered in Mingying’s arms for a while, eagerly sharing everything that had happened over the years.
Looking up, he saw Lu Yubai standing at the door, silent the whole ti, his expression a bit desolate.
Lu Jing patted his small head sowhat regretfully.
Oh no, I was so happy to see Mom that I forgot about Dad.
"Mom, it’s not just who ca to see you. Dad is here too!" Lu Jing stepped out of Mingying’s embrace and, with his little short legs, ran to Lu Yubai’s side, taking his hand and pulling him over.
"Dad is here too!"
Lu Yubai was slightly startled and followed Lu Jing’s steps to Mingying’s side.
Mingying also looked up at him with a curious and puzzled expression, their gazes colliding.
Lu Yubai’s eyes were deep, and the beating of his heart in the center of his chest quickened at this mont.
The woman before him still looked the way she did in his mory.
Her features were delicate and exquisite, and her eyes, clear-cut between black and white, still held a hint of beguiling innocence, but when she looked at him, there was an added touch of unfamiliarity.
And...
When she looked at him now, she would no longer smile at him as she did in his mory.
Lu Yubai’s heart felt as if it was fiercely pierced by a needle, a dense, throbbing pain spreading through his limbs and bones.
He gazed deeply at Mingying, his lips slightly parted, his voice sowhat hoarse as he asked, "Do you... rember ?"
Lu Jing also looked at Mingying expectantly, "Mom, this is Dad. Do you rember Dad?"
He was a clever child.
From the mont he had interacted with Mingying, he had realized that sothing was different about her.
In his mory, his mom was playful and loved to laugh, not only liked to hug him but also liked to kiss him, and would laugh heartily at his blushing face.
She also liked to sneak him out for street food when Dad wasn’t paying attention, under the pretense of enjoying life.
The mom in his mory was vibrant.
But the mom now was cold.
He could feel Mingying’s love for him, but he couldn’t feel any emotional fluctuations from her.
It was as if the current Mingying was a robot that had its programs destroyed.
When Lu Jing spoke, Mingying reacted sowhat, her gaze fixed on Lu Yubai, as if sizing him up carefully.
Lu Yubai’s muscles were tense all over, his complexion a bit anxious.
After a long while, under the expectant eyes of father and son, Mingying slowly shook her head: "I don’t rember."
The smile on Lu Jing’s face almost fell, he clung tightly to Mingying’s hand, moved his mouth, but held back his question.
How could Mom not rember Dad?
What about Dad?
What will Dad do in the future?
Even though he had braced himself, when Mingying said without any hesitation that she did not rember, Lu Yubai couldn’t help but feel an uncontrollable surge of disappointnt.
"It’s okay if you don’t rember." Lu Yubai took a deep breath, walked in front of Mingying, crouched down, and tentatively reached out to hold her slender hand that rested on her knee.
When he took her hand, Mingying did not struggle, but looked at him with a tilted head, sowhat puzzled.
Lu Yubai couldn’t help but squeeze her hand a little tighter, feeling as though the empty space in his heart was gradually being filled.
"Then let reintroduce myself."
Lu Yubai’s eyes were filled with deep affection as he looked at her and gently smiled, "My na is Lu Yubai, I’m a senior who was one grade above you."
"Also, I am your husband, Mingying’s husband."
Mingying blinked and watched the stranger in front of her holding her hand, talking to himself.
A flash of mory seed to cross her mind.
A young man with a cool face appeared beside her running bedraggled in the rain, his voice cold as he said.
"Let introduce myself, my na is Lu Yubai, I’m your senior."
"If you don’t mind, I’ll take you ho."
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