Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!-Chapter 465 Something serious must have happened, leading to amnesia
"Little Wei, are you feeling unwell?" Grandma Li hurried over nervously, grabbing her hand to ask.
Ji Wei held her head, barely calming herself, and forced a smile, saying, "Grandma Li, did I ever come to the mountains when I was young?"
The back mountain felt eerily familiar, as if it was tied to her amnesia.
Grandma Li’s expression froze, and after a moment’s hesitation, she recounted how Ji Wei had gotten lost in the mountains as a child and almost had an accident.
"So, you’re saying I was badly injured in the mountains before?" Ji Wei asked in surprise.
"Yes, but we don’t know the specifics of how you got hurt. Your dad took you back to Rongcheng that very day to get treatment."
Hearing Grandma Li’s words, Ji Wei became even more determined to visit the back mountain.
She might find clues about the injury she suffered back then. After all, even if she hit her head, it wouldn’t easily lead to memory loss—something significant must have occurred!
That evening, Grandma Li prepared a hearty spread of farm-style dishes and even stewed a home-raised chicken.
Both Ji Wei and Mary ate their fill.
In the village, people rested early, and by around 8 PM, every household had turned off their lights and gone to bed.
Ji Wei slept in the inner room, while Mary slept in the outer one.
The bed was in the style of ten years ago. Grandma Li mentioned that this room was where Wanfei had once stayed. Ji Wei imagined scenes of her mother living here and suddenly found herself unable to sleep.
Tossing and turning, she eventually took out her phone.
She initially wanted to call Gu Moqian but discovered the signal was poor and she couldn’t make a call. Just as she was about to give up, Mary knocked on her door and handed her a satellite phone.
Ji Wei’s mouth dropped open in surprise.
"Mr. Gu anticipated there might be poor signal here, so he had me bring this just in case," Mary said as she handed it over.
That even this possibility had been considered by Gu Moqian—he was truly attentive.
Ji Wei used the satellite phone to call Gu Moqian.
Before long, the call connected, and a deep, magnetic male voice came through: "Have you gone to bed?"
"It’s too quiet here, and I can’t sleep. What about you? Are you at home or the office?"
"In the study, handling some work."
The two of them chatted about the most trivial topics; although they’d only been apart for a day, it felt like a long time.
Ji Wei ran her fingers over the embroidered patterns on the quilt and casually asked, "Do you miss me?"
Gu Moqian’s tall figure was silhouetted against the curtain. One hand was in his pocket, while the other held the phone to his ear. He listened to the woman’s voice mingling with the distant sound of insects from the village, creating a serene and ethereal atmosphere.
He imagined how she must look at this moment, likely curled up under a floral quilt, nestled warmly as she called him.
"Yes, I miss you. A lot."
After a long silence, the low and husky reply came through the receiver.
Just three words, but they curved Ji Wei’s lips into a smile, her heart turning soft like cotton candy, with a sweetness to it.
So this was what longing felt like.
The two of them talked on the phone for a long while until Ji Wei’s eyelids grew too heavy to keep open, and she fell asleep holding the phone.
Gu Moqian didn’t hang up immediately. He listened to the soft sound of her breathing, waiting until he was sure she wouldn’t be disturbed by the disconnection tone before reluctantly pressing the end button.
The next morning, Ji Wei woke up to the crowing of roosters.
After breakfast, she shared her intention of visiting the back mountain with Grandma Li.
Unlike ten years ago, the wild animals in the back mountain had almost disappeared, with even wolves rarely seen. Plus, with the female bodyguard accompanying her, Grandma Li felt reassured enough to let her go.
Still, the elderly woman repeatedly reminded them to be careful.
