When Xing Jue returned to the manor, the sky had already darkened, and robots could be seen everywhere in the manor, but they still seemed quiet.
He walked in with the notebook, the corners of his lips pursed into a line, and he didn't seem very happy.
"Hu Shuo."
"Sir?" Hu Shuo took two quick steps.
"Have you found out about the car accident?"
Hu Shuo: "The other party insisted that it was an accident. He didn't mean to go retrograde, but suddenly there was a house in his son's name, worth more than three million."
Xing Jue's eyes narrowed slightly: "Have you found out how it got here?"
Hu Shuo: "I haven't found it yet, but I suspect that this has something to do with Lu Fengze."
Xing Jue: "Why?"
Hu Shuo: "While you were in a coma, he made a lot of small gestures. The last few times you were in a coma were almost exposed, and there were traces of his involvement in it, but there was no direct evidence."
"You had a car accident this time, and the company reported that you lost your memory. When you go to the company tomorrow, you have to be careful. The people above may take the opportunity to inquire."
Xingjue nodded: "If Lu Fengze did it, what kind of hatred do I have with him, why did he want to kill me?"
"… "
This Hu Shuo really doesn't know.
He usually doesn't deal with Lu Fengze, but he hadn't heard of Lu Fengze and Mr.
Although sometimes there will be differences due to work reasons, but this will not make Lu Fengze take the risk and commit murder, right
Hu Shuo was just suspicious. Without evidence, he didn't dare to insist that it was Lu Fengze.
"Do you remember where this notebook came from?"
Hu Shuo's innocent face: "How do I know, I saw this notebook in your hand suddenly after a while."
He has a very busy day too, isn't he
Before Xing Jue's accident, he and Xing Jue rarely met each other except for meetings and reports on important matters.
Now for the sake of secrecy, he was forced to take over the assistant's job.
Xing Jue asked Hu Shuo to rest first, and he returned to the room with the notebook.
After taking a shower, Xing Jue flipped through the notebook.
What do these characters and letters mean
And that pattern...
What does it stand for
Why does he have this notebook
Xing Jue rubbed his brows and tried to recall, but his mind went blank.
He can't remember anything.
bang-
Snapped-
The chair was kicked over violently by Xing Jue, and the notebook fell to the ground.
Xing Jue's fingertips suddenly touched the cold object in his pocket, he took out the chip, the impatience and violence on his face slowly turned into peace.
Xing Jue's fingertips brushed the surface of the wafer.
He quietly looked at what the baby wrote... It should be nothing, right
The baby is given to him, that is, he can see.
Xing Jue thought so, turned on his communicator, and pasted the chip on it.
The virtual screen immediately popped into the air.
[Please enter password]
Xing Jue: "..."
The baby is encrypted
Xingjue wanted to try Chuzheng's birthday, but he realized that he didn't know her birthday.
Xing Jue searched for Chuzheng's information on the Internet, but unfortunately there was nothing.
No name, no associated personal account, nothing.
In today's society, who can really have no trace on the Internet at all
Xing Jue felt that it was not that there was no trace of her, but that he could not find it.
After all, she has that robot by her side...
Xing Jue looked at the 'Please enter the password' pop-up box, and slowly entered a few numbers into it for a while.
[wrong password]
Isn't it his birthday
Xing Jue was about to give up. Just as he was about to turn off the virtual screen, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
He entered the password again.
[22651212]
[password correct]
Xing Jue was taken aback for a moment, watching the screen jump.
Xing Jue slowly frowned, he didn't remember whose birthday it was, but suddenly it appeared in his mind...
Xing Jue suppressed her doubts and looked at the screen.
However, there is nothing on the screen, the content inside is empty.
"… "
She didn't write anything.
After confirming it several times, Xingjue turned off the screen in disappointment, and put the chip away carefully.
Xing Jue tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.
The password she set...
Xing Jue sat up, pulled down her hair, clicked on the communication page, and dialed Chuzheng.
Chuzheng took a while to pick up.
It was dark over there, and she didn't know where it was.
The girl leaned against the chair, the dim light seemed to soften her edges and corners, not so cold.
Her eyes passed through the screen and landed on him, as if she was looking at something.
Xing Jue was only wearing pajamas at this time, with her neckline wide open, it was an alluring picture no matter how you looked at it.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Baby." Xing Jue whispered to her: "...Why didn't you write anything."
"what?"
"That chip..." Xing Jue quickly added, "I... I just want to see what you wrote."
"You can write it yourself."
"What's the matter?" Xing Jue frowned.
Chuzheng was very quiet, and it took a while for her voice to come over, but it was still cold and indifferent: "As long as it is what you wrote, I will help you complete it."
—As long as you write it on this piece of paper, I will help you realize it, no matter what it is.
Xing Jue was stunned.
The words that flashed in his mind just now... Was it also from her
Xing Jue's lips opened: "Baby... I want to see you."
He suddenly misses her.
Want to hug her... want to kiss her.
Chuzheng looked to the other side, as if someone called her, she stood up and said, "I have something to do, hang up."
The call was caught off guard, and Xing Jue stood there blankly, looking at the virtual screen that displayed 'call disconnected', and did not move for a long time.
Xing never knew how long he had been sitting. He moved his stiff body and lay down slowly.
He lay down for a while, then pulled out Xingshuang's communication again.
"Brother... why don't you sleep in the middle of the night." Xingshuang's sleepy voice came over: "You are harassing."
"22651212, whose birthday is this?"
"December 12? Isn't this yours?" Xingshuang said speechlessly, "You don't even remember your own birthday... Also, you lost your memory."
"On my profile..."
"The external information has been changed." Xingshuang yawned again and again: "I'm so sleepy, let's talk about it tomorrow."
After speaking, Xingshuang hung up the communication.
Xing Jue: "..."
Xing Jue confirmed with the housekeeper of the Xing family. The family members of the Xing family knew about his situation, and the housekeeper sent a detailed information.
All have not been changed.
The birthday above is indeed 2265, December 12.
Xing Jue pursed her lips and smiled, and lay back on the bed again.
There was no tossing and turning this time, and soon fell asleep.
Xing Jue has never had a dream since he woke up, but he doesn't know how he had a dream today.
In the dream, he was wearing fluffy pajamas and was pressed and kissed by a girl in a dim room.
The face was unfamiliar, yet he felt familiar.
"Well… "
Xing Jue felt more and more real, the dream gradually drifted away, and he suddenly opened his eyes.