Waiting for you at the place where you are reborn

I was deeply impressed by the dense data and formulas that appeared in my mind, various calculation methods, C language programs, TCP/IP, JAVA programming... everything related to computers.

Why is the profession deeply imprinted in the mind, but all the people in the past are forgotten?

He didn't want to be a person without a past, so the reason why he strongly requested to go on a radio talk show was because he hoped to find the people and things from his past.

Despite Song Qiaoran's unrequited love and Song Siyao's selfless help, they could not make up for the regret in his heart. He just wanted to know what kind of person he was in the past, what kind of life and experiences he had.

Song Qiaoran pulled him to sit on the sofa and asked, "Why are you in a trance? Can't I attract your attention even if I wear such beautiful clothes?"

Zhang Keyan looked at her and smiled. Song Qiaoran was indeed very beautiful, with skin as white as snow, eyes and eyebrows like her mother, and temperament like her father. Although she was a little thin, she looked very good in her gorgeous clothes.

"I wonder if God favors me or is jealous of me. I got the person that everyone else dreams of, but I lost my memory."

Song Qiaoran leaned close to Zhang Keyan's face and said, "Anyway, you are by my side, which means God favors me."

Qiao Meilin came down from upstairs and said to the two of them, "Qiao Ran, come and try on the jewelry and see which one you like?"

Sister Wang followed Qiao Meilin with several jewelry boxes in her hands. She placed the sets on the coffee table one by one, opened the boxes, and let Song Qiaoran choose.

Song Qiaoran took Zhang Keyan's hand and sat down in front of the coffee table, and said to him, "You choose, which one do you like me to wear?"

Zhang Keyan took out the jewelry from the box and said, "Diamonds go with the red fishtail skirt, and pearls go with the white lace skirt."

"Just as I thought." Song Qiaoran said happily, "Your aesthetic taste is the same as before."

Zhang Keyan stared at the jewelry box on the table, but suddenly a hand wearing a gold and jade bracelet flashed in his mind, and a voice told him, "It looks very beautiful."

Zhang Keyan quickly turned his gaze to Song Qiaoran's hand, wanting to confirm whether they were the same.

"What?" Song Qiaoran asked him with a smile, "Do you think my hands are too thin?"

Zhang Keyan shook his head. “Your hands are very beautiful, slender, long and white.”

Song Qiaoran smiled and stroked his eyes, "Why are there so many worries in your eyes? Don't bother thinking about the past. I only want your present."

Qiao Meilin looked at Zhang Keyan and suddenly said, "Qiao Ran, why do I feel that Keyan looks like someone?"

Song Qiaoran was stunned, "Mom, stop talking nonsense, you have never seen Ke Yan before."

Qiao Meilin continued, "It's the one who came to our house and took good care of you in the United States—"

"Mom..." Song Qiaoran interrupted Qiao Meilin, "That happened a long time ago, it's long gone."

Zhang Keyan asked, "Who is it? Who is taking care of you in America?"

"My father's friend's student—" Song Qiaoran said, "He took good care of me when I was studying in the United States."

“By the way, his name is Qi Xiangtian.” Qiao Meilin said the name unexpectedly.

"Qi Xiangtian--" Zhang Keyan read the name.

Song Qiaoran picked up the diamond necklace and handed it to Zhang Keyan, "Put it on me and see."

Zhang Keyan took the necklace from Song Qiaoran and asked, "Do I know him, Qi Xiangtian?"

Song Qiaoran turned his back to Zhang Keyan and said, "Of course you don't know him. You are in Yinfei, how could you know him?"