Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist's Uncle

Chapter 550: Vague Memory

Chapter 550: Vague Memory

“Lady, although I’m old, I’m not a fool. You and your husband don’t even look like a couple in ten million people. How could I have remembered wrong?” The old lady stood up. “Wait a minute.”

Ling Sheng felt even stranger. How could this be? This was definitely impossible. The Third Master had not known the original host. The original host had been a high school student back then in the countryside.

The old man told Ling Sheng not to mind his wife. Perhaps she remembered it wrong. He even smiled and asked her to go along with the old granny’s story. The old granny was stubborn and would be even more stubborn when she made up her mind.

Ling Sheng nodded with a smile. Then, she saw the old lady walk out of the house with a box. She took out their hotel records and hospitalization paperwork.

Ling Sheng took a look at the date. It was the 23rd of October four years ago. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she bit her lips. When her memories flooded back, she controlled her emotions and said in a tense voice, “Sorry, I have something to do. I have to go now.”

When she was outside, she leaned against the wall and took in big gulps of air, patting her erratic heart.

There were some things she did not want to think about. She remembered that date clearly. October 23rd had been the day of the host’s accident. There were many coincidences, but it was definitely impossible for the old lady to have seen her.

Upon seeing her run out, the old granny muttered strangely, “She should remember. It was raining heavily that night. How could I forget her and her husband’s outstanding looks? They’re still exactly the same as four years ago. They haven’t changed at all. Their son is already so big... She must have gotten pregnant during that period.”

“She already said no. You remember it wrong.” The old man sighed.

“I don’t remember it wrong. Do you think I’m an old fool? They saved your life. How could I remember wrong?” The old lady glared at him indignantly.

When Ling Sheng returned, Jun Shiyan and Xiaoqi were washing the dishes. Their two figures looked very harmonious. For some reason, she blurted out, “Third Master, do you remember where you were on the 23rd of October four years ago?”

“That day...” Jun Shiyan thought for a moment, his expression distant. His thin lips moved slightly as he said, “I was in France. That day was my mother’s birthday.”

Although that was what his memory told him, when she suddenly asked, he actually felt that his memory of that day was a little blurry. In fact, he could not remember what he had done. He only subconsciously remembered that it had been his mother’s birthday.

Ling Sheng heaved a sigh of relief inexplicably. She knew that the old lady had been talking nonsense. How could that be? The Third Master had not been in China that day, let alone in M Nation. The old lady must have remembered it wrong.

Xiaoqi stood by the window and looked down. It was evening, and the snow that had been falling for a day had finally become much lighter. Some people were building a snowman on the grass in the district.

Ling Sheng and Jun Shiyan stood beside him, one of them on the left and the other on the right. They were a family of three. A girl and her parents were happily building a snowman outside.

“Son, let’s go down and have fun too.”

“Sheng Sheng, we...”

The duo spoke in unison and smiled at each other.

Jun Shiyan picked up Xiaoqi, and Ling Sheng followed him. Xiaoqi was overjoyed, but he tried his best to suppress his excitement.

It was still snowing outside, and children these days were very delicate. The people who had brought their children out to play were the same family they had seen through the window.