Waiting for you at the place where you are reborn

"That's..." He Xinyan glanced at Fang Zheng, "It's Song Yuzhe and me when we were kids."

"Who is Song Yuzhe?" Bo Tong asked.

"He is our company's vice president and chairman Song Siyao's nephew." The person who said this was Fang Zheng.

"So you two are childhood sweethearts." Bo Tong laughed, "You were a perfect match when you were young."

"Don't talk nonsense. Those are childhood photos. How old were they? Maybe seven or eight years old," said He Xinyan.

"I heard from my colleagues that Song Yuzhe has a special liking for you." Fang Zheng smiled.

"Really?" Bo Tong laughed. "Song Siyao's nephew is also the heir of Yide. Yide is a listed company with billions of assets..."

He Xinyan stood up and looked at Fang Zheng with dissatisfaction, "Fang Zheng, don't you know how I feel about Song Yuzhe? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Fang Zheng immediately apologized, "Okay, I was wrong."

He Xinyan nodded and took out a photo from the album in Botong's hand. It was an old black-and-white photo. It showed three young men in their twenties, wearing Zhongshan suits from the 1970s and 1980s, taking a group photo in front of a building in the city. One of the young men in the photo was He Xinyan's father, He Feng.

He Xinyan pointed at another person and said, "This is Song Simiao, Song Siyao's younger brother and Song Yuzhe's father. He and my father have always had a good relationship."

"Who is this?" Bo Tong pointed at the last young man. "I feel like I have seen him before."

Fang Zheng and He Xinyan both looked towards the photo.

"Why do I feel that the person in the photo looks a lot like Fang Zheng?" said Bo Tong.

"How is that possible? My dad said he was a good brother when he was young—" He Xinyan realized something when she said this and shouted into the living room, "Dad, come here."

He Feng walked into the study, and He Xinyan handed the photo to him, pointing at the person in the photo and asked, "Who is this?"

He Feng frowned, the past seemed like a painful memory. Finally, his eyes pointed at Fang Zheng, "This is - a good friend from our youth, his name is Zhang Zhiyi."

Fang Zheng was about to ask something, but He Xinyan had already spoken, "Why is he with Song Simiao? Do they know each other?"

He Feng took out the photo from the album, slowly walked to the window, stared at the photo and concentrated on recalling something.

"Yes." He Feng said, "We all learned medicine from Zhang Zhiyi's father."

"You studied medicine?" Fang Zheng asked, "Then why did you start a building materials business?"

He Feng's expression was serious, and he seemed unwilling to recall the painful past. "Because something happened, I don't want to be involved in the pharmaceutical industry anymore."

"What about Zhang Zhiyi? Where is he now?" He Xinyan asked.

He Feng walked to the door, turned his back to the three young men, and said in a low voice: "He is dead."

He Xinyan wanted to ask something else, but Fang Zheng grabbed her arm and shook his head.

The three of them looked at He Feng's back without asking any more questions. After a long while, He Feng turned to Fang Zheng and said, "Fang Zheng, I'll tell you something another day."

Fang Zheng looked at He Feng. He Feng's expression was serious and solemn, which made Fang Zheng full of doubts. He suddenly remembered that the gold locket He Feng gave him a few months ago mentioned that he knew his parents.

"Dad," He Xinyan walked up to He Feng, "I never knew you studied medicine. Why didn't you mention it?"

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