The sun was setting, and the afterglow cast a shimmering golden light on the endless sea. A tall off-road vehicle was parked in front of a villa by the sea. Two men in black who looked like bodyguards got out of the car and opened the door of the back seat.

Jiang Yue didn't bring any luggage, and he was wearing a suit coat that didn't fit well. Although Country N was not as cold as Huo Cheng in winter, the seaside was very windy in the evening, so it didn't look like his coat was too out of place.

He tightened his clothes and got out of the car. When he entered the yard, he saw Uncle Lin.

"Xiao Yue, sir is waiting for you inside."

Uncle Lin stood by the door, looking at Jiang Yue hesitantly. Jiang Yue smiled dryly, and walked into the depths of the house without saying anything.

The decoration style in the villa was a bit dull, Jiang Yue lowered his head and stared at the dark floor under his feet all the way, but even if he didn't look at anything, every part of the house was still clearly in his memory.

Every step he took was like a step down into the deep sea, those images of the past squeezed towards him like tons of sea water, countless voices rang in his ears, he gasped slightly to calm himself down.

Jiang Dongming's room is on the east end of the first floor, and there is another room next to his room, where his father's portrait is placed.

Jiang Yue went directly to the room of the portrait. All the windows inside were sealed. He opened the door and saw the darkness, except for two candles that were dimly lit. Jiang Dongming's wheelchair was facing away from the portrait. he.

"Father."

Jiang Yue walked behind Jiang Dongming and called out. Jiang Dongming stared at his father's portrait without looking back, and said two words slowly.

"Kneel down."

Without saying a word, Jiang Yue walked to the portrait and knelt down, looked up at his father, and countless memories flooded to him at once, when his father was still alive, and when he knelt in front of the portrait countless times. He clenched his hands tightly, gritted his teeth and straightened his body.

"Remember what you were supposed to do?"

Jiang Yue loosened his clenched teeth, "Find the real murderer of my father and avenge him."

"Then what have you been doing these past few years?"

Jiang Yue closed his eyes and inhaled hard, the auditory hallucinations in his ears suddenly turned into Yan Jifeng's voice, Yan Jifeng's face seemed to be right in front of his eyes.

Yan Jifeng usually has a sculpted and expressionless face, but he is very agile on the bed. He will smile viciously when he is intentionally bullying him, show possessive eyes when he is in a daze, When he was made to cry, he coaxed him intimately, described him in obscene terms and kissed him emotionally.

"Jiang Yue, why are you so coquettish?"

Jiang Yue trembled suddenly, Yan Jifeng was right next to his ear, as if there was still a warm breath hitting his ear. He bit his lip hard, and the smell of blood poured into his mouth, and finally his consciousness became clear, and then he heard Jiang Dongming's indifferent order.

"Go yourself."

"Yes."

Jiang Yue replied and got up and walked out of the room, going down to the basement of the villa.

There is a special room in the deepest part of the basement. The heavy iron door is like an ancient lynching prison, which is oppressive and ominous.

When Jiang Yue was a child, whenever Jiang Dongming was dissatisfied with his performance, he would let him go inside to reflect. At first he was unwilling, so he was forced to be locked in by the bodyguards. Later, he stopped resisting, because he began to agree with Jiang Dongming's words, and agreed that the meaning of his life was to avenge his father.

Jiang Yue walked over and opened the door by himself, but there was nothing inside, cramped and cold. He went straight in, and the black-clothed bodyguard behind him came and closed the door.

Suddenly, there was no light inside, and only darkness remained.

Jiang Yue couldn't see anything, and sat down on the ground, the cold ground blew through the air, and the familiar feeling swept over his body in an instant, and the absolute darkness made the memories in his mind surge like a tsunami.

The auditory hallucinations in his ears were getting louder and louder, and the mixing of countless voices gave him a headache.

— don't listen.

Jiang Yue buried his head in his knees and covered his ears with his hands, but this didn't make his voice quieter. He knocked his head back subconsciously, and the back of his head hit the hard wall with a muffled sound.

Still very noisy.

Jiang Yue pulled his coat tightly and fell to the floor. He curled up into a ball and pinched each other with both hands. Instantly, he smelled the blood, and Yan Jifeng's voice became louder and louder in his ears.

"Jiang Yue, what would you do without me if you are so arrogant?"

"Jiang Yue, you are mine, don't try to run away."

"Jiang Yue, let's go home."

"Ah, Yan Jifeng, fuck me."

Jiang Yue shouted a voice that he couldn't even hear himself. He squeezed his hands even harder, the sticky touches of his fingertips, and the smell of blood became heavier.

But he could not feel the pain, and his consciousness returned to the countless lingering moments between him and Yan Jifeng.

At some point, the heavy iron door opened, and a harsh sound woke Jiang Yue.

Uncle Lin walked in with a lamp and saw Jiang Yue curled up on the ground with a pale face and hands full of hands, so he squatted down quickly.

"Xiao Yue, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yue opened his eyes slightly, and it took a long while to recognize who it was. He propped himself up and slowly sat up, tightened his coat, and said in a normal tone, "Uncle Lin, I'm hungry."

Uncle Lin watched Jiang Yue's hand hurt for him, took a deep breath and said, "Sir, let you come out and take care of the injury first."

Jiang Yue glanced at his hand and didn't feel the pain, but he nodded anyway. Uncle Lin quickly helped him out, let him sit on the sofa outside, then went back to the medicine cabinet and raised his hand carefully. Instantly trembled.

"You, don't you know it hurts?"

Uncle Lin couldn't help but say that he was really distressed that Jiang Yue was able to play such a ruthless hand on him. The wrists of both hands were scratched with 4 obvious finger holes, and the blood was gurgling down.

"It's not very painful."

Jiang Yue replied as if it really didn't hurt. Uncle Lin didn't believe that he probably didn't feel pain. He moved carefully and cleaned up little by little. Until the dressing was finished, Jiang Yue's hand didn't shrink, as if he really didn't feel pain.

Uncle Lin looked at him for a long time, but still said, "Xiao Yue, you are gone, why come back again."

"I have nowhere to go."

Jiang Yue smiled lightly, as if he had never escaped from here.

Uncle Lin's eyes reddened suddenly, looking at Jiang Yue's appearance and sighing. No matter how good Jiang Dongming is to Jiang Yue in other places, it cannot offset the damage Jiang Dongming has done to Jiang Yue. He watched Jiang Yue grow up. For a child, Jiang Dongming's education was no different from destroying Jiang Yue.

Even if Jiang Yue showed a trace of hatred for Jiang Dongming, he would feel better, but Jiang Yue said lightly that there was nowhere to go.

"Is he bad for you?"

Uncle Lin couldn't help but ask, the last time he saw Jiang Yue in Huocheng, he thought that Jiang Yue would not come back, that Jiang Yue finally found a trace of hope for the future.

Jiang Yue laughed again, "It's good, he never let me reflect in the little black room."

What a good thing this is! Uncle Lin didn't know what to say for a while, put away the medicine box and took Jiang Yue out.

Jiang Yue only knew it was dawn when he got out of the basement. Jiang Dongming sat quietly in the restaurant when he saw him raise his eyes and asked, "Do you know what's wrong?"

"I won't see him again."

Jiang Yue answered assuredly, and Jiang Dongming motioned him to sit down with satisfaction.

Seeing the sumptuous breakfast on the table, Jiang Yue found that he was not hungry, just a habit formed by eating on time every day during this time.

He forcibly stuffed a little into his stomach, put down his chopsticks and said to Jiang Dongming, "I want to go home and have a look."

Jiang Dongming paused, looked at him, and finally nodded.

Jiang Yue immediately got up and said to Jiang Dongming, "I'm leaving."

The villa has a special garage, where the cars collected by Jiang Dongming are parked. Jiang Dongming's legs are unable to drive, and these cars are all for Jiang Yue.

Jiang Yue had basically never driven, so he went in and randomly chose a tall off-road vehicle, the same model as the one Yan Jifeng liked to drive.

As soon as he got into the car, Uncle Lin came over and handed him a black card.

"This is for you sir."

Jiang Yue glanced at it, put it away, and suddenly asked Uncle Lin, "Is his surname Yan before?"

Uncle Lin looked at him and didn't answer directly, he just said, "Remember to change the dressing for the wound and don't touch the water."

Jiang Yue watched Uncle Lin walk out of the garage and understood what Uncle Lin meant.

He also checked before, but he couldn't find out who Jiang Dongming was before, until Yan Jifeng mentioned Serenity.

When his father brought him back to China, he didn't tell him what to do when he returned to China, but he ran into Jiang Dongming as soon as he got back.

Jiang Dongming said that he had something to tell his father, and then sent him to the Yan family's old house. His father did not come to him for 2 months. At that time, he played too wild and didn't realize it. Later, he thought about how his father could not ignore him for 2 months.

If Jiang Dongming can take him to the Yan family's old house, it must be someone related to the Yan family. He didn't know the existence of the Yan family before, so he never thought about it.

If Jiang Dongming is really serious, why did he abandon his identity and come to N country? Even Yan Jifeng didn't know where he went.

Will his father's affairs have anything to do with the Yan family?

Jiang Yue couldn't think of the result for a while, so he stepped on the accelerator and drove the car out.

The home he was talking about was the house where he lived with his father, the only place that made him feel like home.

Country N is not a big country. Although it spanned half a country, it only took him half a day to drive. He was in a small town on the outskirts of a peninsula. The environment was very good. He saw the sea and leaned against the mountains.

It's just that the original home, now only a piece of ruins overgrown with grass.

Jiang Yue parked the car in front of the door of the house, looked forward, and saw what it was like back then.

A two-story building surrounded by a small courtyard. At that time, he liked to play outside after school, and sometimes he would go over the walls of the yard for fear of being discovered by his father after playing too long.

But at that time, his physical strength was very poor. Every time he climbed up, he couldn't get down. He had to ask his father to carry him down. Then one day, when he came back too late, he found that half of the walls of the yard were broken. He would never climb up and down again, but when he turned over, he saw his father waiting for him inside, and said to him with disgust: "If you can't get over it any more, shovel the wall."

There is also a basketball hoop in the yard. When he was a child, he was always the shortest boy in the class. His classmates didn't want to play with him.

After his father found out, he installed a basketball hoop in the yard and played basketball with him every day during his rest time, comforting him that he would grow up to be the tallest in the class in the future, but secretly went to find out why he was shorter than his peers, every morning and evening. Coax him to drink milk.

His father wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses all the year round, and he always does things in an orderly manner. He always thought his father was the most gentle and reasonable person in the world, until he was just in elementary school and was tricked by a few gangsters into the alley to steal his money. If you don't give it, you will bully him.

His dad was like a superhero who fell from the sky. He hugged him with one hand, intercepted the thug's fist with the other, and glanced at the other party. The tone was a fierce "Go away" that he had never heard before. The bastard was frightened away.

That day, his father carried him home and said to him on the way, "My little yue baby is so easy to deceive, what should I do if I grow up and be bullied by others."

"I'm not afraid, Dad will protect me."

Jiang Yue sat motionless in the car, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands.

In his memory, the sunset that day was very red, reflecting their way home, and he counted his father's hair that was also dyed red by the sunset.

dad.

Jiang Yue lowered his head and buried his face in his arms. His father hadn't seen him grow up, so it was impossible for him to protect him anymore.

He thought again of that last day, when his dad yelled at him in the flames.

"Xiao Yue, forget about today! Run, run! Get out of here!"

"Baby Xiaoyue, call him Dad."

"Baby, look at other children who don't bring their father to kindergarten."

"From today onwards, you are a primary school student, you can't cry casually anymore, you know?"

"Dad's wish when he was a child was to be a policeman. What do you want to be when you grow up?"

"Xiao Yue, if one day your father is gone, you should grow up and be a happy person."

Jiang Yue bumped into the steering wheel, and the horns sounded abruptly. He covered his ears with his hands, and let out a deep moan.

"dad"

No one will treat him so tenderly, no one will care about him so much, no one will love him so wholeheartedly.

Jiang Yue pulled the coat tightly on his body to wrap himself tightly, leaning against the back of the chair as if leaning in someone's arms.

After a long time, the phone rang in the car.

Jiang Yue was stunned for a while before realizing that it was his phone ringing. He slowly picked up the phone, saw the familiar number on the screen, and froze.

When he went to buy a mobile phone card, he added back the original mobile phone number, and when he arrived in country N, he replaced the card into the mobile phone.

As soon as the ringtone rang, he clenched the phone tightly and hung his finger over the hang-up button but did not press it until the ringtone was about to hang up automatically. He suddenly clicked the answer, and Yan Jifeng's voice came from the receiver immediately.

"Jiang Yue, where have you been?"

Yan Jifeng's questioning was obviously drunk, Jiang Yue put the phone to his ear, hugged his coat tightly and did not make a sound.

"Jiang Yue, speak."

Yan Jifeng couldn't hear Jiang Yue's response and his voice sank, "You dare not say it. Jiang Yue, how dare you lie to me! Have you ever told me the truth?"

Jiang Yue still didn't make a sound, but Yan Jifeng's tone was filled with anger.

"What's so good about Yan Yueqin? You all like him! What am I to you? Jiang Yue, answer me!"

Jiang Yue remained motionless, the auditory hallucinations in his ears that made his head almost burst were suppressed by Yan Jifeng's voice, he quietly listened to Yan Jifeng scolding him, and the memory like a tsunami in his mind gradually calmed down.

"Why don't you answer me? Is it because Yan Yueqin is back? Have you ever been fucked by Yan Yueqin? He is as good as me? Can he make you cry every time? Are you so flirtatious in front of him? "

Yan Jifeng sneered self-consciously, and his tone became worse and worse, "Did you already know? He's dead, and Yan Yueqin only has a handful of ashes left! It's no use thinking about him, only me Can fuck you, do you want me to fuck you again? Then you come back, I fuck you until you can't stand up—"

"Jiang Yue, do you miss me? Have you ever thought about me? When you look at me, who are you thinking about?"

"Do you think you can just run away like this? Jiang Yue, I said that you are mine for the rest of my life. No matter whether it is Yan Yueqin or anyone else, don't try to take you away. You can only belong to me, and you can only belong to me everywhere." It can belong to me. If Yan Yueqin hadn't died, I would have stomped him wherever he touched you!"

"no"

Jiang Yue murmured, tapped several times with trembling hands before he finally tapped to hang up, then he turned off the phone, covered his ears with his hands, pulled up his coat and covered his head together.

Yan Jifeng only heard the word "no", but didn't realize that the call had been hung up. He continued: "What is it? Don't you believe me? If you come back now, I can pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise, no matter what Wherever Yan Yueqin is buried, I can dig out his ashes."

"You think breaking up means breaking up? I want what I want, even if I die, I will get it. Jiang Yue, when I find you - I will fuck you to death on the bed!"

He said harsh words for a long time, but he still didn't wait for Jiang Yue's response, and his voice softened unconsciously, "It's what you said that made me fuck you to death, do you know how angry I was when I saw the picture under your pillow? I I want to fuck you right now—”

"If you come back now, I don't blame you, Jiang Yue."

Time passed by, Yan Jifeng still couldn't wait for Jiang Yue's answer, he squeezed the phone tighter and tighter, gritted his teeth and didn't say another word, and stubbornly refused to hang up the phone until the phone rang Suddenly it rang.

Where is the ringtone?

Yan Jifeng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly took down the phone, and what he saw was not the call with Jiang Yue, but the incoming call.

He stared at the phone angrily, as if trying to penetrate the phone with his eyes. He clearly called Jiang Yue just now, and he heard Jiang Yue's breathing, and Jiang Yue's voice, there was no way he could have heard it wrong.

Yan Jifeng immediately hung up the call to check the call log, and he did get through to Jiang Yue, and they talked for 38 seconds.

He dialed immediately, but it became unavailable again. He squeezed the phone tightly again, took a deep breath, and then laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes, but it was cold and cold.

He hasn't left since he came to Jiang Yue's house yesterday. He didn't know what he was waiting for. He knew Jiang Yue would not come back, but he just didn't want to leave.

He also changed the password of Jiang Yue's gate to his birthday, and put his photo under Jiang Yue's pillow.

But he couldn't find Jiang Yue.

For the first time, he found out that it was so difficult to find a person who was hiding. He checked the surveillance in the villa area, only to see that Jiang Yue went out to take a taxi, and then disappeared after getting off at an intersection. No surveillance captured him anymore. .

He didn't even know if Jiang Yue was still in Huocheng or in the country.

Yan Jifeng sat on Jiang Yue's bed and kicked forward, making the sound of a series of wine bottles colliding.

He casually picked up a wine bottle on the ground, unscrewed it and poured it into his mouth like watering the ground.

These wines were all taken out of Jiang Yue's refrigerator, and they were not very tasty. They slid down his throat like being cut by a knife, but he still drank it all the time.

Jiang Yue put so much high-grade liquor in the refrigerator, is he also thinking about Yan Yueqin drinking like this.

The words Yan Yueqin came out, and he suddenly threw the wine bottle out forcefully, the glass shards and wine spilled all over the floor, the wound on the back of his hand split open again, blood soaked out and dripped everywhere, he didn't care He unconsciously leaned against the head of the bed, staring at the pure white ceiling without blinking.

After a long time, he suddenly picked up the phone, his hands shaking, but he found out Jiang Yue's number accurately. After a long time, the editor finally sent two messages.

[Jiang Yue, I miss you so much. 】

[Come back, okay? 】

Zhao Yingjie came to look for Yan Jifeng and was entrusted by Bo He. Yan Jifeng didn't go back after going out yesterday, and he didn't go to work. All calls to him were hung up.

He explained downstairs for a long time before the apartment management let him go upstairs. No matter how hard he rang the doorbell, there was no response, so he tried to enter the password, and he was the first to search for Yan Jifeng's birthday. up.

Zhao Yingjie opened the door and went in, and was immediately shocked by the empty and pure white house inside.

"Is this a residence or an exhibition hall? Who made the house like this?"

He walked in to himself, the blood dripping on the white floor was very obvious, he and the security guard behind him immediately ran in when they saw it, and found Yan Jifeng in the only bedroom with the door open.

After some inspection, it was determined that Yan Jifeng just broke his hand, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Yingjie sent the security guard away, only to see the messy room, and then turned to look at Yan Jifeng who was unconscious on the bed.

He has known Yan Jifeng for all these years, and he has never seen Yan Jifeng like this. Yan Jifeng is a ruthless person who is rude to say it. No one cares, even himself.

But since Jiang Yue suddenly went to N country last time, he seemed to see another personality of Yan Jifeng.

He felt that it was not surprising that Yan Jifeng fell in love with Jiang Yue, or even fell in love with Jiang Yue. The strange thing was that Yan Jifeng would become like this because of Jiang Yue. He used to think that it would be impossible to see Yan Jifeng looking sad and sad in his life, but now Yan Jifeng is so sad and sad. .

"Mr. Yan, I didn't expect you to have today!"

Zhao Ying stood in front of the bed and kicked Yan Jifeng's foot that was stretched out on the bed. He had never had such a chance to look down at Yan Jifeng and couldn't help but feel proud.

In the end, before he did anything, Yan Jifeng suddenly opened his eyes, and he was cowardly, took a step back and lowered his head, "Mr. Yan, are you awake?"

Yan Jifeng's head hurt so much, he tapped his temples twice and sat up. After a while, he looked up at Zhao Yingjie, "What are you doing here?"

Zhao Yingjie clearly stood in front of Yan Jifeng, but still seemed to be looked down by Yan Jifeng. He replied, "Uncle He is worried about you and asked me to come to you."

Yan Jifeng didn't say anything. He hadn't completely woken up, but his mind was clear. He pinched the bridge of his nose and asked, "Did you find anything?"

"The customs has no record of Jiang Yue leaving the country. He should still be in the country. But the country is so big, Jiang Yue graduated from the police academy, and the criminal investigation is the first. It is too easy to avoid being found."

Yan Jifeng was silent and motionless, Zhao Yingjie felt the air inexplicably suppressed, and Yan Jifeng finally spoke when he was about to suffocate.

"He may have gone to N country again."

Zhao Yingjie blurted out suspiciously, "Impossible, how could there not be a record of his departure from the customs? And he just came back from N country, Yan Yue-has been found, what is he going to do?"

Yan Jifeng turned to look at the wall opposite the bed, Zhao Yingjie saw that it was a wall, and looked back at Yan Jifeng in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Open."

Yan Jifeng only has two words for order, Zhao Yingjie is inexplicable, what to open? He tentatively walked to the opposite wall and felt it, and found that the wall was moving. He found the opposite direction and slid the whole wall with force, like a sliding door, and it opened, revealing an information wall covered with photos and lines.

"what is this?"

This was discovered by Yan Jifeng yesterday. Jiang Yue was investigating a certain case, but he didn't know any information, so he couldn't fully understand what Jiang Yue was investigating.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang again, and subconsciously wanted to hang up, but seeing that the name was the person who was entrusted to check Jiang Yue in N country, he picked it up and asked, "What did you find?"

"I just hung up the phone, and now I'm so cold, why don't you come and chat first?"

Yan Jifeng didn't speak, he only took a deep breath. The other party didn't dare to talk nonsense immediately and reported directly.

"You said to check everything about him, I can check everything, and the results are sent to your mailbox... I didn't expect him to have hyperamnesia. He was diagnosed when he was 3 years old, and there are only dozens of cases in the world. . Do you know about hyperamnesia?"

The room was silent for a moment, and Yan Jifeng repeated it after a while, "Hypermesis?"

"Yes, hypersomnia. People with this disease can be much more powerful than the average person as long as their IQ is not too low. But the side effect is that they will be like a humanoid scanner, and will experience everything, no matter how small or small the details. It's all remembered and never forgotten, the memory can only keep increasing."

Yan Jifeng thought about it and said, "It means that Jiang Yue will never forget me in this life, and he will remember the details of everything we do together?"

"Indeed it is."

The person in the receiver paused and explained, "But it's not that simple for him, especially since he was diagnosed at a very young age and has gone through so many things. The burden of memory over the years is definitely not light. I suggest you to understand it carefully. Tell me about the hardships and sufferings of hypersomniacs."

"Um."

Yan Jifeng responded, and hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to speak.

"I'll go. This hypermemory is too powerful. It's the nemesis of exam-oriented education. It's not a problem to get a perfect score in the exam."

Zhao Yingjie listened and searched, and sighed when Yan Jifeng hung up the phone.

Yan Jifeng glanced at him, took off his cell phone and looked through it.

"No wonder everyone says he has a photographic memory, which is much better than a photographic memory."

Zhao Yingjie leaned over and continued to sigh, but Yan Jifeng continued to scroll down, and the content was all about causing a huge psychological burden on the patient, repeating the past pain in the memory, causing depression, insomnia and anxiety, and the patient lacked desire for life .

There is no cure, no relief, only passive acceptance of the accumulated memories.

Suddenly, Zhao Yingjie was speechless, and carefully looked at Yan Jifeng.

Yan Jifeng squeezed his cell phone tightly with his bloodstained hands, the wound opened again and blood flowed out again.

"Yan, Mr. Yan, let's deal with your hands first."

Yan Jifeng ignored Zhao Yingjie, threw the phone back to Zhao Yingjie, checked his email with his own phone, and soon found the result of Jiang Yue's investigation.

There were dozens of pages of attachments in the email, and the investigation was indeed very detailed, even the hospital where Jiang Yue was born. He looked down page by page without changing his face.

Jiang Yue was born in country N, and his mother died of illness shortly after he was born. His father owned a drug research laboratory in country N, and cooperated with some world-renowned pharmaceutical companies. After his mother passed away, he and his father have been living together.

Hypermemory was diagnosed at the age of 3.

At the age of 12, his father's laboratory was destroyed by an explosion, and his father also died in a fire at home. So far, the case of his father's death has not been concluded, and it is suspected that he was murdered for some reason.

In the few years after his father's accident, no information was found, and the traces of Jiang Yue's life seemed to have disappeared. Until the age of 18, he returned to China alone and took the police academy exam.

One year before graduating from the police academy, 20-year-old Jiang Yue suddenly returned to Country N and stayed in Country N for more than 9 months, during which time a local gangster had a close relationship with him.

Yan Jifeng continued to scroll down, and suddenly saw a photo, and fixed his eyes.

I don't know which passerby took the photo. Yan Yueqin was riding a motorcycle with Jiang Yue. They were wearing the same brightly colored shirts. When the car was stopped on the road, Yan Yueqin glared at the person who stopped the car viciously. , while Jiang Yue was laughing.

He had never seen Jiang Yue smile like this before, showing his white teeth and bending his eyes, as if he had encountered the happiest thing in his life.

Jiang Yue had never smiled at him like this before. Jiang Yue remembered all the details of being with him, and also remembered everything about Yan Yueqin.

Jiang Yue thought that he liked green onions and that he liked to add pepper to fried eggs, so he taught him to cook fried eggs halfway and stopped teaching him.

Jiang Yue was with him, but there was always another person's shadow.

Was Jiang Yue's mental disorder before because he couldn't forget Yan Yueqin?

Yan Jifeng kicked on the mattress violently, kicking the mattress halfway out, then lifted the phone up but did not drop it.

He just held it up for a while and then put it back, deleted the photos of Jiang Yue and Yan Yueqin, and continued to scroll down.

Jiang Yue did not find any traces from the age of 12 to 18, but from Jiang Yue's contacts, he found someone who was suspected of erasing the traces of Jiang Yue's life in the past 6 years.

This man is called Jiang Dongming. He resigned his nationality and joined country N 14 years ago. He is now one of the top richest men in country N. He is quite powerful in country N and is mainly engaged in shipping.

Yan Jifeng turned the pages and saw the photo of Jiang Dongming's news interview, so he froze his eyes.

This person is serious.

Although he hadn't seen Serious Ming for many years, Serious Ming was already an adult at that time, and there was not much difference from the photo, so he would never admit his mistake.

Serious Ming has gone to Country N all these years, and has something to do with Jiang Yue?

12-year-old Jiang Yue is serious.

Yan Jifeng's eyes lit up suddenly, and he immediately dialed He Bo's number.

"Jifeng, are you alright?"

"Do you remember the little frog? Does he look like Jiang Yue?"

He Bo hesitated for a moment, but still replied: "That's Jiang Yue."

Yan Jifeng's heart suddenly shrank, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

He recalled the crying child who followed him when he was young, and he always called him "Brother Ah Yan".

Jiang Yue sometimes coquettishly called him "Brother Ah Yan", which he always thought was the same as "Brother Ah Yan". But Jiang Yue has super memory, Jiang Yue will never forget.

Jiang Yue remembered him, he knew Jiang Yue earlier than Yan Yueqin.

But why Jiang Yue never told him for three years?

The corners of Yan Jifeng's mouth that had just been raised suddenly sank. When Jiang Yue's father had an accident at the age of 12, Jiang Yue made an appointment with him to see him again.

Jiang Yue didn't lie to him, just because he couldn't come. But he thought that Jiang Yue was lying to him, that Jiang Yue had forgotten their agreement, and he never thought about going to Jiang Yue.

They missed it for more than ten years, and finally he became the person who looked like Yan Yueqin.

Yan Jifeng finally threw his phone out this time, walked to the information wall opposite the bed, and stared at the content on it. Now he can finally understand that Jiang Yue is investigating the murderer of his father.

"Yan, President Yan?"

Zhao Yingjie regretted that he came today, he couldn't keep up with Yan Jifeng's train of thought at all, and didn't understand what Yan Jifeng was thinking, laughing and angry at the same time.

The current Yan Jifeng is like a half-mad beast, maybe it will go mad and bite at any time.

He was thinking of a reason to slip away, when Yan Jifeng suddenly said, "Go and book the fastest ticket to country N."

"Country N?"

Sure enough, Zhao Yingjie couldn't keep up with Yan Jifeng's train of thought, so he looked at Yan Jifeng suspiciously.

Yan Jifeng didn't turn his head, but kept staring at the information wall, "Jiang Yue must have gone to country N."

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The last half of this chapter has been repaired, and more than 2,000 words have been added, so will put this chapter directly. Those who have bought it do not need to buy it again, and it will be updated normally tomorrow.