let me smell the pheromones

07:30 in the afternoon.

Lin Chengxuan put away the documents and strode out of the meeting room.The assistant saw that he was done, and came over in time.

"Boss Lin," he whispered, "that student is still waiting for you outside."

"student?"

Only then did Lin Chengxuan remember that the front desk called two hours ago, saying that a young man surnamed Song had come to see him and that he had an appointment.Just when Lin Chengxuan was going to have a meeting, he asked his assistant to take him to the living room, and wait until the meeting ended.

Didn't expect him to still be here.

Lin Chengxuan handed the document to the assistant, "Got it."

The office of the CEO of Lin's Group occupies an entire floor of the office building. Apart from the usual office areas, there are living rooms, gyms, showers, rest rooms, etc.

The security system here is tight. If ordinary employees want to enter, they need to get a specific key from the assistant to the president before they can swipe their cards to enter.

When Lin Chengxuan pushed the door and entered, Song Xun was sitting on the sofa with a copy of the latest financial daily spread out in his hands.

On the front page of the newspaper, it is clearly printed in big bold letters:

On December 12, 21, the Shanghai Stock Exchange Xingyuan's trading public information showed that Lin Group's shares had a daily limit, and the closing price increase deviation value accumulated by 21 in four consecutive trading days was listed on the dragon and tiger list.

Lin Chengxuan didn't open his mouth until Song Xun sensed that someone was approaching and quickly put down the newspaper and stood up to greet him. Then he nodded slightly, "Interested in these?"

"good."

Song Xun replied, "I saw this sitting next to me, so I took it here and looked at it."

"Is that so?"

Lin Chengxuan patted him on the shoulder, and the two sat down side by side.

He was about the same height as Song Xun, and when he sat down, he didn't look like an elder, but rather like a big brother who was a few years older than him.

"I feel so-so about finance and economics,"

He spoke slowly, "Then you are interested in Xiao Pei?"

In an instant, Song Xun's scalp almost exploded.

He immediately stood up, "Uncle Lin, I, I—"

I thought Lin Chengxuan was a restrained and quiet person, but I didn't expect that he would be blocked when he opened his mouth.

Only now did he know that when a person is nervous, he really breaks out in a cold sweat instantly.Just like he is now, dense beads of sweat ooze from his forehead, palms and back.

Song Xun's mind went blank, and he couldn't think of any excuses.

"Sorry..." He explained vaguely, "I, I don't have any malice towards him."

"Of course you didn't."

Lin Chengxuan said, "If you have, I won't let him associate with you."

"Sit down."

Song Xun was silent for a moment, then sat down slowly.

"I heard that you and Xiao Pei have known each other since childhood?"

he asks.

Song Xun's nerves hadn't completely relaxed yet, and now they tensed up again.

It is very important to listen to who is said.

Few people knew about this matter, and Lin Chengxuan naturally heard it from Lin Pei. In other words, Lin Chengxuan at this moment represented Lin Pei's attitude.

"Yes." Song Xun said carefully, "Lin Pei and I met by chance when we were young. At that time, we didn't know he was yours...For some reason, we never recognized him when we met again."

"Because you had a car accident and lost your memory, didn't you?"

Lin Chengxuan said.

There is nothing to hide about this matter, Song Xun nodded.

What he didn't know was that Lin Chengxuan learned far more from Lin Pei than he, the client.

It was also that night that Lin Chengxuan found out that Lin Pei had been abducted by the young man in front of him since he was in the fifth grade of elementary school and had a puppy love... When he was married before, because Lin Pei was very willing, he didn't say anything, but now looking at Song Xun, I couldn't help but look a little more in my eyes.

Maybe it's really a child's emotion, so that you love me and I love you are so entangled until now.

It's also child's play.

Lin Chengxuan withdrew his gaze, "The root cause of this matter lies with Lin Pei..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Xun interrupted eagerly, "Don't blame him, he didn't think about what happened that day. I ran out in a hurry and was hit by a car accidentally. That driver was driving through a red light, which led to—"

"That's what you say, but Xiao Pei can't get away with it."

Lin Chengxuan said, "We will be responsible for this matter to the end. We will come to the door to apologize and make up for compensation. We will do everything we can. We will also help you contact the best doctor for your illness and formulate the best treatment plan for you. .”

He paused, his eyes gradually darkened, "Xiao Pei has been troubled by this matter for a long time... This is also a little bit of my heart as a father."

Song Xun understood.

What Lin Chengxuan meant was that he hoped that he would not 'repay his kindness'.

Every word of his hinted that Lin Pei can still maintain contact with him now, just out of gratitude and guilt, nothing else.

Although I knew it a long time ago, but...

Song Xun asked hoarsely, "Is that what he meant too?"

Lin Chengxuan was noncommittal, "Another day, we will personally come to apologize to your mother..."

"No need."

Lin Chengxuan looked at him with calm eyes.

"My mother likes him very much. She likes him so much that she wants to take him home to be her son. Lin Pei can also feel it, right? You have put everything on display so rashly. Not only my mother is in pain, but also those who dare not face her. Lin Pei."

His fingertips were clenched in the palm of his hand, but the short nails seemed to be embedded in the flesh.

"Let me talk to her."

Song Xun closed his eyes, his throat was so suffocated that he couldn't speak, "...you don't have to worry, I will take care of this."

fair enough.

After all, it is more convenient to talk to mother and son.

Lin Chengxuan stood up, "It's getting late, you should go back too. Shall I drive you?"

He said so, how could Song Xun have the nerve to stay.

"No need, I'll take a taxi."

Lin Chengxuan nodded, he was just talking politely, and when he was about to leave, Song Xun suddenly stopped him.

"Uncle Lin."

Lin Chengxuan turned around and saw a pale face.

"Uncle Lin works hard."

Song Xundao, "It's just that the shares have already reached their daily limit. With the money you earn, you can hire more employees, and it saves you from doing the work of a dozen people alone... You are not tired, and others are tired when they look at it."

Lin Chengxuan frowned, and Song Xun continued on his own: "Since you have extra time, don't use your work to hide in the office. The house is so big, and Lin Pei is also afraid of the dark..."

"Go home early," he said, "someone is waiting for you."

After speaking, Song Xun picked up the mobile phone by the table, turned and left.

"The past is irreversible."

Lin Chengxuan looked at his back, and suddenly said, "The word fate is very interesting. There are many people in the world who are destined but not destined, and you are not the only one."

Song Xun was stunned.

"Forgetting is always luckier than remembering."

Lin Chengxuan said, "Be careful on the road."

·

Song Xun always felt that his last few sentences were quite meaningful.

It didn't look like he hated him very much, but rather like an elder's advice to a young man.

And the phrase he said 'forgetting is always luckier than remembering', how is this possible, if he remembers, if he remembers...

At least he won't treat Lin Pei that badly at the beginning, at least the relationship between them won't become the current stalemate, maybe he still...

Song Xun closed his eyes and cut off that unrealistic thought.

He didn't remember the past, but Lin Pei knew it from beginning to end. Since Lin Chengxuan knew about the car accident in the heavy rain that day, could the words just now be implying something?

After returning home, he pulled Wen Qiao, who was cooking, to the study with a solemn expression, "Mom, I want to ask you something, think about it carefully before telling me."

Wen Qiao was wearing a yellow duckling apron, and was holding a half-cut cucumber in his hand, with a puzzled expression on his face, "If you want to ask, just ask, you can't ask in the kitchen, do you have to drag me here? The chicken wings are still marinating in the bowl..."

"Mom." Song Xun interrupted her, "Think about it now, is there anything unusual about me before and after the car accident? Ordinary things are fine... In short, tell me everything you do."

Wen Qiao felt conflicted when he heard this, and couldn't help frowning, "Why are you asking this again? How long has it been..."

"Because of the past, the only person who still remembers me now is my mother, except Lin Pei."

Song Xun grasped Wen Qiao's wrist and exerted some force unconsciously, "Mom, think again, think carefully..."

He held it tighter and tighter, like a drowning patient holding tightly to the last straw on the surface of the water.

Wen Qiao was affected by his emotions, and he couldn't help but feel a little impatient, "What else can I think of, isn't it all the same as what you said at the beginning? Lin Pei called that day, and you ran out after answering the phone. Then there was a car accident, moving, lying in bed, losing memory..."

She took a deep breath, "What else can there be besides these?"

Song Xun was silent for a while, his wrists quietly drooping.

Yes.

That's all back and forth, what else does he want to know?What else do you want to prove?

"What about Lin Pei, don't bear any grudges against him."

He said softly, "That day, I should have told you first and asked the driver to take me out."

Wen Qiao was silent for a while.

"I know, how can I hate him."

She raised her hand, wiped away the wet marks from the corners of her eyes, and murmured, "The second call was also from him, right? You didn't answer it at the time. I thought you went back to your room, so I told him, You play games at home..."

Wen Qiao has a warm and cheerful side, but also an emotionally sensitive side.Some time ago, when the two children had an argument, she was anxious, and gradually pieced together the truth from her son's whispers.

It was only later that she realized that the misunderstanding between them was so deep that she had also become an accomplice in creating their estrangement.

"The car accident was not your fault, let alone his fault. That kid Lin Pei later resented you because you didn't keep the appointment and forgot about him. It was me, I..."

She was wrong.

It's all her fault, the two children are innocent, how could they be misunderstood to such an extent?

Wen Qiao was a little choked up as she spoke, and Song Xun's eyes became hot. He stepped forward and hugged his mother gently, and murmured, "No. Mom, you are right, Lin Pei is right, and I am right."

As Lin Chengxuan said, they are destined but not related.

Wen Qiao shed tears silently on his shoulder for a while, Song Xun didn't ask any more about those old things, and said softly: "I won't bring up this matter again...Mom, the chicken wings are still marinated in the bowl, why don't you go?" Do you cook?"

"You know how to eat..."

Wen Qiao's heart was so heavy that she couldn't laugh anymore. She was about to return to the kitchen after wiping away her tears when she suddenly remembered something.

"By the way." She said to Song Xun, "I used to write a parenting diary in my early years. Although you were older at that time, I still habitually wrote some odd things every day..."

Later, Song Xun became a vegetable and lay unconscious on the bed. She suffered a lot. Although Song Jinghua was always by her side, he was busy with work and had to search for famous doctors. It was also difficult for him to take care of Wen Qiao. Emotions.

Writing a diary became her only way of relief.

"Later when you woke up, I was so happy. I was busy every day recuperating your body and teaching you how to write and speak again... In short, I gradually stopped writing."

Wen Qiao said, "I have a bad memory, and I can't remember some things. If you really want to know about those, maybe there will be some valuable information written in that notebook."

This is really another village where the willows are dark and the flowers are bright.

Song Xun raised his heart, "Where is that book now?"

"Did you bring it with you when you moved?"

Wen Qiao said, "Isn't that house untenable before? I keep some things there all the time... If you need it in a hurry, I'll ask the driver to accompany me back to pick it up tomorrow."

"It's really urgent."

Song Xun couldn't help it, and rushed up to hug Wen Qiao again, "Mom, I really don't know what to do..."

How should I thank you.

Thank you for always tolerant and taking care of me, thank you for not blaming Lin Pei, thank you for giving so much for me.

"All right, all right," Wen Qiao also hugged his shoulder, "Am I an outsider? So polite?"

How can your mother not like the person you like.

Thinking of all the things during this period, her eyes became sore, and she said sincerely, "Mom, as long as you are healthy and happy."