Chapter 1239 It Turns Out to Be You

Xiao Moli put one hand in front of her, covering her crossed hands, and turned the pages of the book with the other hand.

During the movement, a dazzling light reflected into his eyes.

Xiao Moli squinted his eyes, and his eyes fell on the small sundries box in front of the desk. There was something inside that was reflecting dazzling light under the sunlight.

I picked it up and took a look at it. It was an exquisite diamond cufflink.

There are actually men's things here in An Ziqi, were they left by Simon back then? Or did she have another boyfriend back then?

Thinking of this, Xiao Moli felt a little sour.

Before he could speak, his fingertips turned inadvertently, and a row of small letters came into view on the back of the cufflinks.

Xiao Moli's heart tightened instantly, "Where did you get this thing?"

An Ziqi hugged Xiao Moli behind her back and took a look, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Xiao Moli pulled her in front of him and looked at her, "Tell me first, where did this thing come from?"

An Ziqi didn't know why. Although she didn't know what happened to Xiao Moli, she still tried to think about it, "It seems..."

Xiao Moli held his breath and looked at her intently, even his breathing was slightly quickened.

An Ziqi thought for a long time before vaguely remembering the incident from many years ago from the depths of her mind. She frowned and said, "It seems that one afternoon when I came back from school, I took the wrong fork in the road, and then walked into an alley behind the street. I saw an injured person with blood all over his face. I stepped forward to check. He was not dead, but his condition was very bad. I didn’t have any medicine around me, and I didn’t dare to move him at will, so I had to tear off his clothes and give him medicine in a hurry. He bandaged the wound. Then he ran back and called someone, but when I rushed there with someone, he was gone. I only picked up this where he was."

It's been so long that she doesn't remember it.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this thing? Or is there something wrong with that person?"

An Ziqi looked at him puzzled and asked.

"Are you wearing a white cotton skirt?" Xiao Moli pursed her thin lips and looked at her.

An Ziqi bit her lip and thought for a moment, "It seems so."

Xiao Moli looked at her deeply, his eyes so hot that they seemed to burn through her.

An Ziqi reached out and touched her face. Was there flowers on her face? Xiao Moli looked at her like this, and before she could speak again, Xiao Moli had already reached out, pulled her into his arms, and held her tightly.

That powerful force seemed to want to squeeze him into every cell in her body.

Although she didn't know why he was so excited, An Ziqi reached out and patted his back gently, "What's going on?"

Xiao Moli tightened her arms again, buried her head in his neck, took a deep breath, and said in a muffled voice, "An'an, that person is me."

"Huh? You?" An Ziqi was also surprised when she heard this answer.

"Yes." Xiao Moli nodded on her shoulder and neck.

"This diamond cufflink was a birthday gift from my mom when I was 19."

"Are you sure you didn't admit your mistake?" An Ziqi was in disbelief.

Xiao Moli shook his head, "It also has the English abbreviations of my and Mo Yu's names."

Ever since Mo Yu left, Mommy knew that he was sad. Every birthday, the gifts had both his and Mo Yu's initials on them. There was absolutely no way he could admit his mistake.

When he was in a coma, he vaguely saw a girl in a white dress saving him.