Red dates and wolfberry white moonlight

The information recorded on the paper is very simple, except for the most basic things like name, gender and age, there is only a brief introduction left.

The other party's company was established abroad, but it suddenly began to migrate to China two years ago. The boss named Jian Fan just returned to China not long ago.

Lin Jian was a little concerned about this time point two years ago. Besides, what surprised him the most was Jian Fan's age.

41 years old, this age is a bit older than Lin Jian thought.

At this age, I can be Lin Fan's father...

Wait, father?

The more Lin Jian thought about it, the more he felt that it was a bit weird, because of Jian Fan's age, the behavior of regularly sending money to his account, and the phone message without a name.

Maybe it really might have something to do with Lin Fan's parents, but... why is the other party's surname Jian and not Lin, and the two have different surnames?

Lin Jian agreed without any hesitation, and her overly straightforward attitude made Liu Xia hesitate, asking around if Lin Jian had other ideas.

"You misunderstood. I just think that Mr. Jian may have known me a long time ago, or has some kind of relationship with me." Lin Jian took out the thermos cup that had been soaked in hot water before, and started Pour tea into it.

Liu Xia seemed to be relieved when she heard the words, but soon she held the milk cup nervously, and asked hesitantly, "You seem to be very interested in the past?"

Although it felt strange for Liu Xia to ask such a question, Lin Jian still nodded: "Well, I want to know what I was like before."

"Actually, it's good that you are like this now, and the information you get from other people may not necessarily be true." Liu Xia took a sip of milk.

Lin Jian's movement of pouring tea? There was a slight pause, her little finger bent, and she asked Liu Xia with a smile, "What about you, Sister Liu Xia, what kind of person do you think I was before?"

The living room was silent for a moment, until Liu Xia finished drinking the milk in the glass, and then said: "You used to be quite a headache."

"is it?"

"Well, you didn't like to communicate and chat with people before, otherwise you wouldn't design the current character design for you." After Liu Xia finished speaking, she shook her head helplessly and continued: "To be honest, the company has considered it before. Shall I let you join the regiment?"

Lin Jian was not too surprised by this. After all, for a person who doesn't fit in and cannot communicate effectively, there are indeed many risks in making a debut with others.

It's just that he is more concerned about why the company changed its mind midway since the company had this idea in the first place.

Liu Xia saw his doubts, and then pointedly explained: "You guys? The core pillar of this group is Qi Mei, and the company? Will refer to his ideas for many things."

So...was Qi Mei protecting her at the beginning?

From Lin Jian's point of view, when he first met Qi Mei, the other party's attitude was very strange. Although he said that he was much better now, he could still notice that Qi Mei was hiding something from time to time.

He didn't know what was going on, and he couldn't guess it. The only thing he could do was wait.

When Qi Mei thinks she should tell herself?, she will naturally learn the truth.

Before that, Lin Jian didn't want to explore anything.

......

After a few days, the popularity on the Internet gradually subsided. At Lin Jian's insistence, only Liu Xia accompanied him to see Jian Fan.

The location is set in a brightly decorated, not high-end restaurant in City A.

When Lin and Jian arrived, the waiter didn't even ask any questions, and just took them to the box, and said that Mr. Jian had been waiting there for a long time.

Passing a corner, Liu Xia was stopped by the familiar Manager Liu, who invited her to the next room to talk about work matters.

"It's okay, don't worry." Lin Jian smiled at Liu Xia.

Liu Xia politely signaled to Liu Jingli to wait a moment, and then whispered to Lin Jian, "I'm right next door, if you need anything, just call out, yourself? Be careful."

The private room in this restaurant is not big, except for a table and a flower arrangement in the corner, there are only bright wall paintings on the walls.

As soon as Lin Jian entered the door, the first thing she saw was the man standing in the room looking at the wall paintings with his back turned to her.

Jian Fan turned around when he heard the sound, and his expression was a little dazed when he saw Lin Jian, but he quickly adjusted: "You are here, sit down."

Lin Jian sat down as she said, but she didn't stop looking at each other.

When I came here, I was already mentally prepared. Now that I see a real person, no matter how it feels or the temperament of the whole body, it is not much different from Lin Jian's imagination.

The only thing that surprised Lin Jian was that the appearance of the person in front of him didn't match his age, he didn't look like a person in his 40s at all.

Not only is it well maintained, but Jian Fan's appearance is actually rare in the entertainment industry. Lin Jian always thinks of Qi Mei because of his gorgeous facial features.

If Jian Fan had been younger, or Qi Mei had been older, both of them would have said they were brothers? Some would believe it.

"I ordered some dishes that you should like. See if there is anything else you want to eat." Jian Fan moved the menu to Lin Jian.

"Thank you." Lin Jian thanked politely, opened the menu, glanced at it casually, and put it aside.

There was silence in the private room, Jian Fan had been silently watching Lin Jian, and Lin Jian was also waiting for the other party to explain the purpose of meeting him this time.

It wasn't until the waiter pushed the dining cart in to serve the dishes that Jian Fan spoke again: "Try it, I often ate these dishes when I was young."

Lin Jian didn't move, he just stared at the food on the table in front of him in a daze for a while, feeling that if he continued to talk like this, there would be nothing after the end? I don't know.

After hesitating for a while, Lin Jianjian turned to the front. Jian Fan, who was holding a teapot and pouring tea for the two of them, took the initiative to ask, "Mr. Jian, are you the person who sent me money two days ago?"

"Kang Dang——" The teapot lid suddenly fell, hitting the wall of the cup with a crisp sound.

Regarding Lin Jian's address and that question, Jian Fan looked very surprised. His originally expressionless face suddenly became dazed: "What did you call me just now?"

"Is there any problem? Mr. Jian." Lin Jian frowned, secretly thinking that this person really knew Lin Fan, and might even have a close relationship, otherwise he wouldn't have reacted so strongly to this title.

Jian Fan suddenly stood up from his seat, and his eyes staring at Lin Jian with his hands on the table began to become sharp, and even his tone became much harsher: "You have never called me that before."

Lin Jian raised her head, looked straight into Jian Fan's eyes, and thought for a while if she told the other party that she lost her memory, would it cause unnecessary trouble.

In the end, the answer he got was that the majority was negative, not to mention that he has no better solution now.

"Sorry, because of an accident some time ago, my memory has problems." Lin Jian did not ignore the shock in Jian Fan's eyes, and continued word by word: "So, I don't have any memory of you now."

"Accident? What accident? Why is there memory problem? Are you in good health?" Jian Fan seemed a little at a loss.

Lin Jian didn't answer right away. Judging from the reaction just now, Jian Fan didn't mean anything malicious to him, otherwise he wouldn't have asked about his physical condition immediately.

It's just that it seems too passive to be asked by the other party all the time. Lin Jian bent his fingers slightly and began to take the initiative: "I received a message from you before and made a payment, but I didn't have any notes on my phone. One of the reasons I came here to meet you."

"I want to know what is the relationship between you and me, and why you gave me money. I hope I can get an answer this time."

Almost after Lin Jian finished speaking, Jian Fan's expression changed again and again, and he stared at him with complex and deep eyes, as if he was looking at another person through him.

After a long time, Jian Fan sat back down, as if talking to himself: "Your expression just now...is exactly the same as your father."

Lin Jian's eyebrows twitched. It seems that I guessed it right... This Jian Fan really has something to do with Lin Fan's parents.

"I'm your father's... friend. You used to call me Uncle Jian." Jian Fan paused halfway, as if he was looking for words.

"Uncle Jian." Lin Jian called out, not surprised by the answer.

It's just that as a friend of my father, I often send money to him, and this kind of caring state, no matter how you look at it, it seems a bit too familiar.

"From a legal point of view, I should be considered your adoptive father. Before your grandma passed away, your custody rights were transferred to me." Jian Fan said this simply, but revealed a lot of information.

At least it was enough for Lin Jian to know that Lin Fan had no blood relatives in this world, otherwise Jian Fan would not be able to adopt him successfully.

Jian Fan talked a lot later, and occasionally interspersed with interesting stories about Lin Fan's childhood.

Lin Jian never thought about his relationship with Jian Fan as an adoptive father and son. A person who didn't even save a phone note, and couldn't even find any clues about him, turned out to be his legal father.

Besides, Jian Fan's concern doesn't seem fake? It's very likely that Lin Fan's choice to commit suicide had nothing to do with others.

Lin Jian recalled the memory of when he got the mobile phone before. At that time, he had nothing on the mobile phone. He didn’t find it, there were no contacts, there were no photos in the album, and there was not even a chat record in the social software? He couldn’t find it.

So...was Lin Fan's death voluntary, or did someone delete all contact records afterwards?

"Actually, I can't explain it for a while, but those are things of our generation, and they have nothing to do with you." Jian Fan continued to talk, and after finishing speaking, he picked up his mobile phone and searched for it Book come.

"I know an authoritative expert in the field of brain. The matter of memory is not a trivial matter. It is better to have another examination."

"No need, the doctor said that my physical condition is special. If I communicate more with familiar people, I may suddenly remember it one day." Lin Jian refused.

His words reminded Jian Fan, and the other party seemed to suddenly think of something: "Is your heart okay recently? The doctor asked you to go for a review every six months two years ago, and the time is coming soon, after two years I'll go with you after the day's work is over."