In the next two days, Ye Fan didn't even go out. In addition to chatting with Yuwen Longjun about some things, the rest of the time is to sleep and eat.

However, the next afternoon, Yuwen Longjun suddenly came to tell him, "There is an old man who wants to see you." ”

"Old man?" Ye Fan couldn't remember for a while, which old man he was more familiar with.

"It's the old man who came to visit you before you fell unconscious. ”

"Oh. It's him. Where am I going to meet him, the visitation room?" Yuwen Longjun's reminder finally reminded Ye Fan of that strange old man.

Previously, he had come to visit him as a patient, saying that he was thanking him.

Obviously, the reasons are far-fetched. However, at that time, Ye Fan's nerves were tense all day long, although he was also very curious, he didn't care too much.

Now, Ye Fan has retrieved the memories of this life. For the identity and origin of this strange old man, he naturally knows it well. Therefore, it is not surprising that he can visit him again.

"Nope. I have a special reception room here. Yuwen Longjun shook his head and made a gesture of invitation to Ye Fan.

It can be seen that Yuwen Longjun had already guessed that Ye Fan would go to see the old man.

The reception room that Yuwen Longjun said was actually not much different from the visiting room. There is a protective net that separates prisoners and visitors.

The only difference is that the visitation room is large and can accommodate many people at the same time. However, Yuwen Longjun's dedicated reception room is a single room.

After Yuwen Longjun took Ye Fan to the reception room, he left. Ye Fan hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

As soon as he entered the house, Ye Fan saw the old man sitting outside the protective net.

Ye Fan didn't have the slightest expression fluctuation on his face, and walked straight over and sat down. He didn't speak first, just stared at the old man opposite with a flat gaze.

When the old man saw Ye Fan, although his face was not shocked, but when he looked at Ye Fan, he inadvertently showed excitement and joy.

"Do you still know me?" There was a moment of silence, and finally it was the old man who spoke first.

"Uncle Xiang. The great butler of Xuanlong Villa. The only martial arts elder of the Xuanyi Sect. Ye Fan stared at the old man and smiled, and then spoke. His tone was flat, reading someone's resume as if he were on business.

A dozen short words, but the eyes of the old man opposite widened.

The old man stared at Ye Fan and was stunned. Immediately, there was irrepressible joy on his face.

"You...... Do you recognize me? You finally remembered, you remembered!" The old man was a little incoherent with excitement.

"Yes. My memory returned. Ye Fan nodded happily.

"Good...... Great!" The old man was even a little at a loss because of his excitement.

"What's good. If I had known that this was the case, I would rather never remember those things for the rest of my life. Ye Fan's words made the old man's excitement cool down instantly.

"Second Young Master. The actual lord ......"

"Don't forget, I've been kicked out of my house. I can't afford to be called such a second young master. Ye Fan had a self-deprecating smile on his face, but his heart was full of bitterness.

In this life, he came to the world with glory and aura. Later, he gathered thousands of favors, and he was simply God's favorite.

But because of this, he has become a lord with a proud personality and empty eyes.

But because of a small accident, the father who loved him ruthlessly took off all his glory and halo, and was expelled from the house.

"It's idle, it's not learning. When everyone praises you, you think you are really a young master? In my opinion, you are nothing. You're a piece of shit!" was what my father had said to him.

To be honest, Ye Fan, who regained his memory, was very entangled for a while.

There are many similarities in his two lives.

Both of them were born into a family of doctors and martial arts. Handsome and chic, outstanding, and revered and loved by everyone. But in the end, it all ended in tragedy.

Of course, there are many differences between the lives of the two lives.

For example, in his previous life, he was a skilled doctor and not good at martial arts. Nourish the body with medical treatment, and nourish the heart with medical treatment. Be humble and abide by your duties. Reverence for life is greater than anything else.

But in this life, I focus on martial arts, and my medical skills are mediocre. Arrogant and uninhibited, arrogant and arrogant. It may be because of the living environment, and it is more indifferent to lowly life.

It is because of such a character. It made him feel that it was just a trivial matter after he healed a person to death.

From this point of view, they seem to be two contradictions.

If, in the outlook on life in the previous life, you can look at yourself in this life. Ye Fan felt that his father not only did not do anything wrong, but did it right.

If, in the case of the old man in the previous life, he would not hesitate to expel himself from the house in such a situation. After all, it was a living life.

To tell the truth, that old man is harsh on himself, I don't know how many times greater than that father. But this does not mean that the old man does not love him.

So, even if the old man did this, he had no complaints.

But in this life, Ye Fan doesn't know why he has such a reaction?

Maybe it's because I was woken up by this "waste". For a long time after waking up, the angry voice continued to echo in my mind.

The old man on the other side smiled awkwardly, and then said, "If the old man knew that your current medical skills are so skillful, he would definitely feel gratified." ”

"Whether he's happy or not, it doesn't matter to me. You don't have to tell him about this when you go back. Ye Fan was still cold-faced.

The old man sighed heavily and fell silent.

"If you don't have anything else to do, I'll go first. Seeing that the old man no longer spoke, Ye Fan planned to get up and leave.

To be honest, his mood at the moment is very conflicted and tangled. To be honest, he really didn't want to face this old man.

Because, in his memory, the old man has always been kind to him. He came to see himself three or five times, and he really cared about himself.

Ye Fan still clearly remembered that when he first saw the old man, his face was full of anxiety and worry.

At that time, Ye Fan didn't know, why did the old man have such a mood? Now he knows that the old man is for himself.

From meeting to now, Ye Fan has wanted to call him Uncle Xiang several times like before. But every time the words came to my mouth, I still couldn't get out.

"II...... Do you have anything you need me to do?" The old man wanted to call the second young master again, and it was terrible that Ye Fan would remember the sad things in the past, and finally changed his words.

Ye Fan, who was just about to get up, heard the old man's words and sat back on the chair again. He bowed his head and muttered for a moment, then looked at the old man and asked, "Get me out of here." It should be fine, right?"

"No problem. The old man nodded, and said in a firm tone, "Soon, you will be able to get out of here." ”

"It's not just me, I'm going to take someone out. Ye Fan nodded and added another condition.

The reason why Ye Fan said this to the old man was because he knew what kind of existence the Xuanyi Sect was. Although the people of the sect rarely appear on the rivers and lakes, sometimes, mentioning its name is still very useful.

"Don't worry. The old slave knows how to do it. ”

Although Ye Fan added conditions, the old man still did not refuse. There wasn't even the slightest hesitation.

Ye Fan stared at the old man. Finally, he said, "Xiangbo." You can call me by my name later. Or...... Just like when I was a child, my name is Xiaofan. ”

"Good. The old man nodded in a trembling voice. His eyes were filled with tears unconsciously.

"You are old, do you want to live in Xuanjiang in the future?" Looking at the old man opposite, Ye Fan seemed to have found that familiar feeling again.

The old man dipped his sleeve in his somewhat moist eyes. Nodding his head, "yes." In the future, the old slave will always be with you. ”

"He asked you to come?"

Hearing Ye Fan's sudden question, the old man was obviously stunned.

"It's not too early. The old slave had to rush back to the city, so he didn't stay long. The old man said, standing up. Regarding Ye Fan's question, he did not admit it, nor did he deny it.

When the old man was about to walk to the door, Ye Fan suddenly got up and said, "Uncle Xiang." There's something I have to tell you. ”

"What's the matter? Hearing the voice, the old man immediately stopped.

"I can't talk about orders. It's just that I don't want anyone in the villa to know everything about Xuanjiang. Also, I don't want too many people to know my identity. Ye Fan looked at the old man and said seriously.

"The old slave knows how to do it. The old man looked at Ye Fan and said, "If there is nothing else, the old slave will leave first." ”

Ye Fan waved his hand, and it wasn't until the old man's back disappeared at the door that he turned around and went back to Yuwen Longjun's independent suite.

On the third day, after breakfast, Yuwen Longjun suddenly looked at Ye Fan and asked, "Are you sure you want to go?"

Ye Fan didn't answer, just nodded firmly.

Yuwen Longjun stared at Ye Fan again, and finally nodded, "Okay." Good luck!"

"Thank you. Ye Fan stood up and went to the side to do a simple stretching exercise.

Seeing Ye Fan doing those strange movements, Agui, who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, a trace of curiosity appeared in his plain eyes. Yuwen Longjun smiled faintly.

Both of them, father and son, are martial arts practitioners. The actions that Ye Fan is doing now don't look like martial arts paths. But Yuwen Longjun didn't think that Ye Fan was doing useless work.

Therefore, from the beginning to the present, he has never asked Ye Fan if he can do kung fu, and he has not even worried about avenging him.

Because, the moment he saw Ye Fan wake up, Yuwen Longjun was sure of one thing. This reborn teenager is no longer the same teenager he used to be.

Just at a glance, Yuwen Longjun clearly felt that there was an unusual aura on the young man's body now. He is like a butterfly that emerges from a cocoon, reborn.

Yuwen Longjun stared at Ye Fan, who was doing exercise, for a while, and whispered to Agui, who was going and returning, "Agui." After a while, you accompany him to the event square. ”

"Good. As usual, Agui's face was expressionless, and a word floated out of his mouth.