Red dates and wolfberry white moonlight

During this trip, Lin Jian didn't meet Jian Fan's young assistant. They were the only three of them during the whole trip.

On the way, he only occasionally answered Jian Fan's questions, and most of the time he seemed to be inadvertently blocking Jian Fan's exploration of Qi Mei.

What puzzled Lin Jian was that the father in name was actually very interested in Qi Mei. Not only did he ask about them? The story of this group, he even started to inquire about Qi Mei's family background.

This situation only eased after Lin Jian changed the topic for the third time, at least it was not so obvious when the other party asked.

Jian Fan always talked about his hometown, which made Lin Jian think that this hometown would be very old-fashioned.

Unexpectedly, upon arriving at the destination, what appeared in front of Lin Jian was actually a set of three bedrooms and one living room located in the high-rise city center and decorated with a sense of artistic design.

According to Jian Fan, one of the rooms has been converted into a study room, so there are only two rooms that can accommodate people.

Between sleeping in the same bed with her adoptive father or with her teammates, Lin Jian chose the latter without hesitation.

If it weren't for the neatly arranged old objects in the house during the visit, Lin Jian would have wondered if Jian Fan was fooling him.

"Is that a DVD player?" Lin Jian noticed the particularly conspicuous machine placed in the center under the LCD TV.

Jian Fan walked over, put his fingers on the case of the machine lightly, as if nostalgic: "Well, not many people use this to watch videos now."

"The style looks quite old, can it still be used now?" Qi Mei was very interested in the machine.

Regarding this, Jian Fan didn't say anything, just squatted down and opened the drawer of the TV cabinet, pointed to the scattered discs inside, and said to Lin Jian: "All the videos from the old house are here, I'll wait There's a meeting coming up, you guys can help yourself."

"Old house?" Lin Jian grasped the key words.

Jian Fan had stood up and was walking towards the study with his back to them. He didn't look back when he heard this: "Ever since you? How long is that place for you? Memory doesn't help."

The implication is that he does not intend to continue this topic.

After Jian Fan entered the study, there were only Lin Jian left in the living room.

"This thing...you? Can you use it?" Lin Jian squatted in front of Jian Fan, and randomly pulled out a CD.

Qi Mei went forward to fiddle with it silently, and waited until the screen began to appear on the TV. Then she sat down on the sofa with Lin Jian and asked thoughtfully, "You? Retrieve previous memories?"

Lin Jian was taken aback by the question, and didn't know how to answer for a while. He knew very well that it was impossible for him to have memories of Lin Fan in the past, let alone such a ridiculous thing as looking for memories.

If you have to look for it, it is also to look for the reason why his memory is getting confused now? Where does it come from?

Seeing that Lin Jian hadn't spoken, Qi Mei thought it was an acquiescence, and immediately seemed to be a little absent-minded.

Most of the contents of the CDs in the drawer are "pictures of children eating and learning to walk".

The video is very short. Lin Jian looked at the date written on the CD with a black marker pen, and guessed that these are the trivial things of life that Lin Fan filmed before he was two years old.

It was getting late when they arrived in City B. Jian Fan made an appointment with the doctor to take Lin Jian there for a reexamination at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. Then he gave Lin Jian a few words, answered the phone and was ready to go out.

"It's so late, what happened?" Lin Jian asked casually when he saw this. In fact, from the bottom of his heart, the elder in front of him felt very close to him.

It was a feeling of trust.

Jian Fan didn't say much, nor did he explain, but the hand that opened the door paused, without turning his head, he said: "I'll be back soon, you guys? Rest first, don't wait for me."

After Jian Fan left? According to the reminder of the biological clock, Lin Jian lay down on the bed on time.

After a while, Qi Mei lay down beside him.

In the past, Lin Jian could fall asleep quickly, but today was a little different, perhaps because of the change of environment, he began to feel more anxious out of thin air.

"Sleep with your eyes open? Ordinary people can't do it like you? Like this." Qi Mei dragged her tone, and continued to speak slowly: "How is it? Do you remember anything?"

"No."

Qi Mei lay flat and looked at the ceiling, and patted the bed under her body: "You should have owned this room before, are you familiar with it?"

Frankly speaking, Lin Jian felt both familiar and unfamiliar with this house. He always felt that he had been here before, but he never had this memory in his memory.

The loss of his own memory even gave Lin Jian an illusion. Perhaps it is not that he has no memory of this room, but that the memory has disappeared from his mind.

The more I want to think about it, the more foggy my memory becomes.

Lin Jian didn't answer Qi Mei, but sat up from the bed: "It's getting late, go to sleep."

"You? Why are you going?"

"There are still a few videos that I haven't watched. I want to watch them before going to bed." After Lin Jian finished speaking, she turned to look at Qi Mei.

This reply did not arouse Qi Mei's extra reaction. After saying "Oh", Qi Mei turned over and faced the wall, leaving only Lin Jian's back.

......

The videos that Lin Jian had watched were neatly arranged by Lin Jian, and those that hadn't been watched were all taken out and laid out on the coffee table.

In order not to disturb Qi Mei's rest, Lin Jian turned down the TV volume to a very low level and turned off the lights. In the dark living room, only a warm yellow desk lamp at the entrance and the light produced by playing videos remained.

Lin Jian watched several discs in a row, and the content was almost the same as before. Only two discs made him feel a little different.

One of them is the latest among all the discs, and the remaining one is on the front? Not only is it not marked with the time, but it even has an extra sentence.

"Here? My little prince..."

Lin Jian frowned, staring at the CD she was pinching, and said softly, "The inscription is... Lin Xingyang?"

This name... I seem to have heard it somewhere.

Curiosity drove Lin Jian. He was eager to know the contents of this CD, but after slowly turning it around in his hand, Lin Jian began to hesitate again.

Even though the casings are all of the same type, compared to other discs, this one is obviously not of the same type, and it even looks like it was accidentally placed in the wrong place.

When Lin Jian opened the TV cabinet for the first time, the things inside were placed in a rather messy manner. All the discs were placed directly on the side, and it is not ruled out that they were really misplaced.

In the end, Lin Jian put the inscribed CD back on the desktop? With a slight sigh, he stuffed another CD into the instrument.

This time I just saw half of it, and there are some changes in the video that are different from before.

In addition to the one or two-year-old child, there was also the back of a child, thin and thin, who should be five or six years old in terms of height.

That child didn't show his face the whole time, and his back only appeared for a few seconds. In the second half of the video, he only occasionally stuck out his arms from the edge of the camera to feed Lin Fan.

Lin Jian rewinds repeatedly, staying on the little back view program for a long time, his eyes lowered unconsciously, halfway through the disc belonging to Lin Xingyang placed on the coffee table, and began to think quickly in his mind Is there any connection between the two.

It was probably a coincidence that there was a sound from the gate at this moment, which pulled Lin Jian back from his thoughts in an instant.

"Uncle...Jane." Lin Jian was still not used to calling people like this.

After seeing the person on the sofa, Jian Fan immediately frowned and asked, "You? Why haven't you slept yet?"

Not long after, Jian Fan walked over and sat down next to Lin Jian. The strong smell of alcohol all over his body made Lin Jian in a trance for a moment.

Maybe it was because of the alcohol, and his reaction was a little slow. After realizing the problem, Jian Fan stood up and moved to the side, keeping a distance from Lin Jian.

"Still watching?" Jian Fan squinted and leaned back, his voice hoarse.

"Well, I just couldn't sleep, and there are two discs left."

Lin Jian looked at Jian Fan a few times, and had to say that this adoptive father was not only a little different from what he imagined, but also different from the outside world's evaluation.

Judging from the previous information and the information collected by Lin Jian himself, it is said that Jian Fan is a cold and serious workaholic.

After getting along? But that's not the case at all.

He can feel that the other party is controlling something all the time, maybe it is body language, or it may be adjusting his attitude towards him.

In short, the current appearance of drinking alcohol really does not have the sense of being a president in the daytime.

"You? This should be the last one, right?" Jian Fan obviously knew the time of the video recording.

Hearing this, Lin Jian thought of something, reached out and pushed the only CD on the coffee table towards Jian Fan: "There is another one, but I don't know if this one was misplaced, and there is a signature on it."

"What signature?"

While talking, Jian Fan had already picked up the CD and opened it, and then under Lin Jian's gaze, he opened his eyes suddenly, and closed the CD again with a snap.

"Have you watched this dish?" Jian Fan's eyes became sharper, with a bit of nervousness in them.

"No, it's not too late yet."

Hearing this, Jian Fan breathed a sigh of relief. He took the CD and turned it around on the sofa twice, before explaining: "This one is not for? You? It doesn't have any important content, so there is no need to read it."

This abnormal behavior caught Lin Jian's attention. After some hesitation, he still asked, "Then who is Lin Xingyang written on it?"

Jian Fan paused, and looked at Lin Jian with complicated and helpless eyes: "He is your dad."

Now Lin Jian was in a daze, Jian Fan's answer was really the result he didn't expect?

Growing up in an orphanage, I suddenly had an adoptive father, and got some information about my biological father. Even though I knew that the other person was no longer alive, I still felt strange in my heart.

It's just that this weird feeling hasn't even started yet, but he suppressed it again.

After talking about Lin Xingyang's identity, Jian Fan didn't seem to want to continue the topic, and quickly pointed to the picture on the TV: "I remember? You? You should be around two years old at this time."

The video was still paused on the back of the four or five-year-old child. Lin Jian knew that Jian Fan was diverting his attention, so he thought about whether he asked too much.

But if the topic that should be asked is not answered because he didn't ask, he may really not be able to sleep today. After hesitating, Lin Jian still opened his mouth: "Do you know who this child is?"

"I don't know." Jian Fan avoided Lin Jian's looking eyes, and quickly spun the CD several times in his hand, and continued to add: "Maybe it's the neighbor's child."