Traveling Back Ten Years To Become My Boyfriend's Mother

5

I didn't know if this "Noah Clark" and the other "Noah Clark" were the same person.

I quickly asked, "What's the name of the community we're living in now?"

Noah's big eyes twinkled. He said, "Mom, I know, you're testing my basic knowledge!"

I patted his head. "Good boy."

"We live in No. 8, Danontand residence. My dad's name is Luke Clark. Mom's name is...

"Stella Harris.

"Mom's name is Stella Harris. Grandpa's name is..."

I heard Noah almost reciting the names of all his ancestors. I quickly covered his mouth.

"Alright, I know you're very smart." I yawned. For some reason, I suddenly felt very sleepy.

"At this time, little kids should be in bed. You won't grow tall if you don't sleep."

Noah lay next to me. He stared at me and asked nervously, "Mom, will you still be here tomorrow?"

I reached out and touched his little face. I pulled him into my arms. "Of course, I will always be here."

Noah smiled sweetly. He gave me a big kiss on the cheek. "Goodnight, Mom!"

My heart felt warm. I held him tightly in my arms.

The current Noah, cute and clever, was a completely different person from the older Noah.

Maybe it was just a simple coincidence of the same name.

With that thought, I drifted off to sleep.

6

"Lazy girl, get up! Lazy girl, get up!"

In the morning, I was woken up by the familiar sound of my phone's ringtone.

I instinctively turned off the alarm. In my grogginess, I suddenly realized something was off.

I sat up in shock. What I saw was still the setup of my rental room.

I pinched myself hard to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

"Ouch!"

It hurt so much that tears nearly came out. It definitely wasn't a dream.

Could it be that everything that happened last night was just a dream?

I didn't have time to think more about it. Today was my second day at work, and I couldn't be late.

When I arrived at the kindergarten, I happened to run into the first batch of parents dropping off their kids.

"Good morning, Ms. Harris."

The familiar childish voice rang out. I looked up.

It was Noah. He was holding a little boy. Both were dressed in black and white baseball uniforms and wore baseball caps, looking like brothers.

I took the child. "Good morning, Wyatt Clark."

"Mom, what's today's date?"

Noah slightly tilted his chin up.

I was a bit dazed. The younger Noah and the current Noah inexplicably overlapped in my mind.

They looked so alike.

I took out my phone and glanced at it. "Today is October 2, 2022."

Noah seemed to smile slightly. His voice was a bit hoarse and had a youthful tone. "Then you have to remember today."

I was puzzled. "Why?"

"Because today is the first day I'm picking you up from work."

I found it strange. "We're not that close. I can take the subway home."

Noah didn't say anything. His blue eyes stared at me without blinking.

His gaze made me feel uneasy. "Then you can wait outside."

After saying that, I went to check on the other kids.

I thought Noah would get impatient or leave after a while.

To my surprise, during class, Noah was sitting on a bench outside the kindergarten reading a book. He looked even more well-behaved than the kids in the kindergarten.

The principal came over and told me that Noah was kidnapped when he was little. Since then, his mental state hadn't been quite right. It seemed like he was looking for someone.

I nodded to show my understanding. If it weren't for Noah's innocent-looking face, I would have really thought he was a creep.