Falling For The Contract Bride

Falling For The Contract Bride Chapter 298

Chapter 298 Because You Look Like My Mom

The performance was a large success. It ended with a thunderous round of applause. Mu Zhi had seen the same play before, but different crews presented it. None of them was as stunning as this one.

She could not explain the mysterious feeling that had aroused her as she watched the little girl dance on stage. The girl moved her in an exceptional way. She felt like she had witnessed the growth of the little girl, and the sweat and tears the girl had put into her performance.

When the play was concluded, and the crew members were thanking the audience, Mu Zhi brought the flower she had prepared beforehand to stage for the little girl.

The girl was seemingly nervous. Mu Zhi could tell from her movements during the performance and her stance on stage.

When she was presented flowers by the rest of the audience, she would bow from the waist to show her gratitude. However, when it was Mu Zhi’s turn, the girl first raised her eyes to look at Mu Zhi, then burst into tears.

Mu Zhi was dumbfounded. Seeing that the girl was weeping, Mu Zhi was at a loss.

At last, the girl lost control of her emotions and started wailing.

Nobody appeared to have handled this situation before. Some crewmates from the event ushered the girl backstage for some fresh air. Mu Zhi was concerned for her, so she followed behind to check her out.

After all, the girl only cried after seeing her.

Mu Zhi felt the obligation to ask for the reason behind it and to console her.

The girl became much more stable when she was backstage. She gradually stopped crying – perhaps she was too tired from crying. Mu Zhi slowly approached the girl when she noticed that she had calmed down a little, then asked reluctantly, “Don’t you like flowers?”

“I wanted to give you a flower because I liked your performance. I didn’t intend to upset you. I didn’t mean it, I didn’t know better.”

But the girl shook her head in response. She lifted her eyes to look at Mu Zhi for a while before silently rubbed the tears of the bottom of her eyes.

After taking some moments to steady herself, she squeezed a smile, saying, “I didn’t cry because of the flower, it’s because of you.”

“Me?”

Mu Zhi gawked at the girl and could not help but ask, “Why me?”

She could not describe the feeling when she heard those words. She was anxious to begin with when she approached the little girl. It felt like she was meeting someone she loved and had not seen for a long time.

The closer Mu Zhi was to the girl, the stronger her emotions were, and the stronger her emotions were, the more anxious she became. “What about me?” She asked again tentatively.

“Because you look like my mom.”

Mu Zhi giggled at her answer. She took a closer look at the girl and said, “It might be fate. I feel just as familiar with you when I first saw you, but I shouldn’t be your mom. I can be sure of that.”

“I know.”

The girl put away her melancholy thoughts, then continued, “My dad told me that mom has passed away, she’s watching me from the heavens.”

At that note, the girl started to feel a little sorrowful.

Mu Zhi stretched out to grab the girl’s hand, saying gently, “It’s true. I believe your mom is watching you from the heavens, so you must stop crying.”

“Mmm, I’ll stop crying.” The girl tilted head up towards Mu Zhi and received the flower from her hands. “Thank you, sorry about that.” The girl then thanked her with a stern face. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

The woman before her eyes looked too much like her mother. She found it difficult to believe otherwise.

However, the woman’s demeanor was different from her mom’s.

Regardless of what happened, it must be just a false signal.

Mu Xiaomu was only five years old when Mu Zhi left her. The memory of a five-year-old would eventually relinquish as they grew. Thus, her memory of Mu Zhi had become obscure over time.

Mu Xiaomu was just like Lu Jinye. Time seemed to have skipped by rapidly for the past five years for both of them. Xiaomu had relentlessly practiced dancing, performing in one play after another, and each stage was more significant than the last.

Lu Jinye plunged himself into work much of the time. He routinely spent most of his time at the company.

Time flew by quicker when they had tasks to distract them – dancing and working. When Mu Xiaomu first saw Mu Zhi’s face, she felt like she had time-traveled to five years back.

“What’s your name?”

Mu Zhi looked at Mu Xiaomu and tried to steer the conversation away from the girl’s mother, afraid that she would find herself drown in sorrow once again.

The girl looked up at her and said, “My name is Mu Xiaomu.”

“What should I call you?” The girl then asked Mu Zhi.

“My name’s Ann, I’ll come to watch your play every night throughout this LA tour.” Mu Zhi answered.

Mu Zhi glanced when the other crew members were slowly making their way backstage. She figured that it was inappropriate to stay any longer, so she stood up and prepared to bid farewell.

Just as Mu Zhi was about to leave, Mu Xiaomu suddenly called out to stop her. She removed the handmade wristband from her wrist and put it on Mu Zhi. “This is a gift for you. Thank you for the flowers, and thank you for watching my play. I’m grateful to meet you tonight, I miss my mom…”

Mu Xiaomu’s emotions started rippling within her, but she managed to suppress it this time.

Mu Zhi returned home.

The following day, Mu Zhi brought Xie Xiu with her to watch Mu Xiaomu dance. She told Xie Xiu about how she felt of the little girl, but skipped the part where the girl said that she looked like her mother – perhaps she had forgotten.

Once again, the play was a success. At the end of the performance, the audience gave the crew a standing ovation.

Mu Zhi brought Xie Xiu backstage to present flowers to Mu Xiaomu yet another time. At this moment, Xie Xiu finally met the special girl Mu Zhi had been telling him about.

Mu Xiaomu had just removed her ballet shoes and costume at the time. Her little girl’s outfit was a contrast to her independent temperament. She was only ten years old, but she behaved like an adult.

Mu Zhi silently approached Mu Xiaomu and asked, “Is it alright if I treat you to a meal? It’s dinner time.”

The show took place in the afternoon. It was just in time for dinner when the show ended.

The girl first glanced at Xie Xiu. Her gaze was filled with hostility and alertness.

Upon noticing that, Mu Zhi swiftly brought Xie Xiu towards her, introducing him, “This is my husband. His name is Xie Xiu, and he reckons that your performance was sensational too.”