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Zheng Xi's mind was in a mess, he couldn't figure out what happened between Zheng Lei and Zheng Lei, so much so that his own sister actually said that he was dead, and even set up a tombstone for him?

He ignored Shen Qian's obstruction, and rushed into the subway station without looking back.The phone in his pocket rang repeatedly, but he didn't want to answer it.He got off the waiting platform and picked a random direction to get on the train.

It is working hours in the afternoon, and there are very few people on the subway.He wears headphones and plays Gravity on loop.This song that usually calms his emotions has lost its effect at this moment, no matter how many times he listens to it, he still can't calm down.

He sat at the end but did not move, but continued to sit until more than two hours later, a staff member finally noticed something was wrong and came up to ask if he needed help.

He got out of the car in a daze and looked at the time on his watch. It was already past 4 o'clock.He remembered the agreement with Matthew, so he had to force himself to make a phone call.

There were many missed calls and messages on the screen, and he didn't want to click on them at all.

Matthew was still waiting for him, saying that there were no other patients this afternoon and that he would be in time now if he could.

Zheng Xi got out of the subway station, got into a taxi and went to the clinic, staring out the window in a daze.He lost control of his emotions just now, and couldn't think of what to do or what to ask.He only felt that Shen Qian who kept talking was annoying, and Song Yayan who was always smiling at the side made him unbearable.Subconsciously, I only thought of fleeing, to a place that no one knew.

Since the illness, except for the first year, he has never had such an intense feeling of wanting to avoid everyone's fear.

He ran away like that and Shen Qian should be worried. He also guessed that Shen Qian would look for Shen Feng, but he didn't know if Shen Feng would notify Zheng Xueqing.

He felt that he was in an endless web, and everyone around him knew what happened in the past, but he didn't know anything.

He hates this feeling of being concealed by everyone, like a lost memory, always dark and deep in his heart, occupying a corner that cannot be ignored.In the dead of night, it was like the tide hitting the shore, waking him up from the nightmare over and over again, arousing the restlessness in his body, making him panic and dazed.

It wasn't cold in the car, but he convulsed inexplicably, pulling the neckline tightly with both hands, so that there was no gap in his chest.

The driver didn't notice his small movements, and drove the car to the front of the clinic intently.He got out of the car and looked around. It was not much different from three years ago, except that there were more green belts.

Matthew's clinic is located in a quiet office building, and when the elevator door opens, there is a field of pastoral decorative paintings in warm yellow tones.Under the soft light, the girl sitting at the front desk raised her head to look at him, with quiet tenderness flowing between her plain eyebrows and eyes.

He had never seen the girl before, but she seemed to know who she was, and led him to Matthew's office with a smile.

The girl poured him a cup of hot cocoa, and after the door closed, Matthew pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, ignored his pale face, and said with a smile, "Why did you suddenly think of looking for me?"

Zheng Xi didn't touch the cup of cocoa, he stared at Matthew for a moment.His eyes were rude, with a sense of oppression.But Matthew didn't show dissatisfaction, and let him observe calmly.

Zheng Xi looked at it for a while before saying in a deep voice, "You should have archived my pathology report back then, right?"

Matthew took out a light green folder from the file on the left and put it in front of him: "It's all here."

Zheng Xi opened it and saw that it was all in English.He has been in a foreign country for three years, English is not difficult for him, but there are many professional medical terms that he cannot understand.He flipped through it: "You were still benevolent back then, and you were also the first doctor who came into contact with my condition. I want to know how many chances were there for me to remember what happened before the car accident?"

Matthew did not answer him directly: "Mr. Zheng, if I remember correctly, you have changed three doctors after me. Can you tell me first what went wrong that caused you to come back to me? Your face is very Ugly."

Matthew asked very sincerely, and Zheng Xi knew there was no need to hide him.After all, I haven't been in touch with Matthew for many years, and it is impossible for Zheng Xueqing to think that he will look back for Matthew.

He pinched the center of his brows wearily: "I need you to do a detailed examination for me immediately, to see if there is still a chance to remember the past."

Matthew didn't ask any more questions. He called his friend in front of him, and said, "Mr. Zheng, ordinary hospitals can't do a full set of examinations right away, so I can only go to my friend's."

Zheng Xi had no objection, and followed Matthew to a private physiotherapy center for a detailed brain examination. It was almost nine o'clock when he came out.Matthew said that it would take at least two days to wait for the report, and contact him when the report came out.

Zheng Xi said goodbye to him, took out his phone and took a look.He adjusted his phone to silent mode in the afternoon, so it never rang again.

He took a look, and it was Shen Feng who called the most. Zheng Xueqing only called him once, and the other four were from an unfamiliar number.

After hesitating for a while, he called back the strange number first.

The phone rang twice and it was picked up. The other party seemed to have saved his number, and asked anxiously where he was as soon as he answered.

Zheng Xi paused for a moment before realizing that it was Shen Qian. He wanted to ask Shen Qian why he knew his number, but then remembered that he had given it to him when he was in Bincheng, so he asked Shen Qian what's the matter.

Shen Qian was in a hurry: "My uncle has been looking for you, you should call him back quickly, I've never seen him so anxious!"

Zheng Xi's mood is now much more stable than in the afternoon. He pondered for a moment and asked a question: "How did Zheng Lei tell you about my death back then?"

There was silence for a few seconds.

In the afternoon, because she was worried about Zheng Xi, Shen Qian went to Shen Feng's company to ask about it.

Shen Feng didn't expect that the matter would be ruined so quickly. He was in a state of desperation, and under Shen Qian's repeated questioning, he could only tell the story of that year.

After hearing this, Shen Qian only felt it was absurd.

If what Shen Feng said was true, what did the Zheng family think of Zheng Xi?In order to achieve the goal, even such a big lie can be told?

Shen Feng didn't want Shen Qian to say anything to Zheng Xi, this matter had to be explained by himself.Shen Qian also knew that although what happened in the afternoon was an accident, it did complicate things.So when Zheng Xi asked her, she chose to remain silent: "Uncle said that he will explain this to you, so you should call him back quickly."

Zheng Xi took a deep breath, and when she was about to hang up the phone, she heard Shen Qian calling him suddenly.

"Is there anything else?" Zheng Xi's voice was cold, like a draft in the twelfth lunar month.

Shen Qian stood by the window, dragging the pearly curtains with her fingers, as if she was enduring something.Zheng Xi waited for a few seconds to see that she didn't speak, and was about to hang up, but she finally said: "After you finish talking with my uncle, I want to see you, and I want to tell you something."

Zheng Xi didn't agree to her, because at this time there was a call alert, it was Shen Feng.

He ended the phone call with Shen Qian, and as soon as he connected, he heard Shen Feng's eager voice: "Where are you?"

Shen Feng seemed to be very tired, his voice was hoarse, Zheng Xi glanced at the street sign not far away: "I'm on Ningxin Road."

"I'll come to pick you up right away. Let's talk about it after we meet, okay?" There was a sound of things falling from Shen Feng's side, and someone was talking hurriedly.Zheng Xi heard clearly that it was Xiao Sheng, she anxiously asked Shen Feng if he was burned?

Zheng Xi's brows twitched: "You got burned?"

There was a slight sound of the electric wheelchair coming from Shen Feng's side again, he said casually: "No", after speaking, he ordered Xiao Sheng to ask the driver to drive the car out immediately.

Shen Feng refused to hang up the phone, and Zheng Xi kept listening to the noise coming from there, until Shen Feng closed the car door, and then he said: "Don't worry, I won't leave."

Shen Feng was quiet for a while, then tentatively asked: "Are you okay? I've been worried about you all afternoon."

Zheng Xi leaned against a tree, and a beautiful light show was playing on the large open-air screen in the shopping mall opposite.Colorful halos were thrown into the night sky, lighting up the cool moonlight.He looked in that direction, but his eyes were empty, and he didn't see anything.

He originally thought that he would be very angry and eager to know, but after an afternoon of emotional fluctuations, he gradually calmed down.

Shen Feng's breathing faintly came from his ear, clearly through the microphone, but it made him feel as if he was right beside him.

He remembered that when Shen Feng found him last night, he was obviously very worried, but he wanted to suppress it, for fear of scaring him.

The tone of Shen Feng's speech just now was also cautiously probing.

Zheng Xi couldn't get angry with Shen Feng like this.

Although he was full of doubts, his reason told him that Shen Feng was not the perpetrator, so he could not vent his dissatisfaction and anger on Shen Feng.

He sent a location to Shen Feng, and soon saw a silver-gray car parked beside him.

The driver got out of the car and opened the rear door on the other side for him.

As soon as he bent down, he saw a hand reaching out to him.

The knuckles of that hand were slender, and the palm was broad. It stretched out from the darkness, but it was not as cold as imagined. Instead, it warmed his slightly cold fingertips.

He looked at the forbearance in Shen Feng's eyes, and for some reason, he suddenly didn't want Shen Feng to suffer with him, so he said with a smile: "I'm so hungry, why don't we talk about it after eating something."