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Wen Yongfeng stood far away, but his eyes never left his daughter.

Not to mention Wen Xuan, if it weren't for the fear of Li Wugui, who was like a dog skin plaster next to him, he would have rushed to Wen Xuan's side in a few steps by now.

Both of them also took Wen Xuan's shocked expression into their eyes.

The moment Wen Xuan opened the book, as if she had been stimulated by something, she stared at the book in front of her with wide eyes in disbelief.

A trace of worry flashed on Wen Yongfeng's face, but he had promised to hand over the matter to Yan Feiyang before, and it was indeed unwise for him to intervene at this time.

Wen Xuan came to her senses as if she had lost her memory, she couldn't remember anything, she didn't even know her relatives, she only remembered Yan Feiyang, who she had never met.

This point already made Wen Yongfeng puzzled enough, but for the sake of Wen Xuan's emotions, he could only hold it in his heart and not say it.

Looking at Wen Xuan's current state, she seems to remember something.

Wen Yongfeng's heart also hung in the air, and he looked at his daughter with bated breath, not daring to disturb her.

Wen Xuan was restricted from communicating with his sister, but this did not prevent him from hearing the conversation between Yan Feiyang and Wen Xuan.

When Wen Xuan mentioned "Brother Wuxi" before, Wen Xuan was too excited to care. At this moment, his mood was a little calmer, and his brow furrowed deeper and deeper when he remembered those events.

He first heard this name from Yan Feiyang, he didn't know the person with this name at all, and to be honest, he still had a little disdain in his heart.

Someone with such a name must be arrogant. Maybe he has been despised since he was a child. Where in this world are there any perfect people?

If there is really a person called "Wei Wuji", eighty percent will become the object of ridicule by everyone.

What kind of person can bear the word "flawless". Wen Wei can't imagine it, probably it can only be seen in martial arts novels.

But look at Wen Xuan's almost crazy performance. Wen Wei also had deep worries in his heart.

Wen Xuan kept saying that it seemed that Wei Wujian really existed, and she still had to find this person,

If Yan Feiyang didn't stop her, Wen Xuan would also lock Wen Xuan here, and she wouldn't leave a single step until she figured it out.

Wen Yu was also in a hurry, his head was a mess, and he couldn't think of a better idea except for a simple and violent method.

I listened to it for a long time. Wen Xuan still didn't know who this person named Wei Wujian was, and why he was fascinated by his sister like this.

Although he didn't know, Yan Feiyang knew. Whenever Wen Yu thought of this, he would have a deep sense of frustration.

Obviously, he and Wen Xuan grew up together since childhood, and they are the closest brothers and sisters, but Yan Feiyang has only appeared for a day, and everything has become different.

What's even more bizarre is that in Wen Xuan's opinion, Wen Xuan has never seen Yan Feiyang at all. But she knew him so well that anyone but him was dangerous in her eyes. Even his own brother is no exception.

At this moment, looking at Wen Xuan's shocked face, Wen Xuan's heart also rose to his throat.

What exactly is written in this notebook? Wen Xuan knew that this was Wen Xuan's book for writing novels, but Wen Xuan never told him about the content of the novel.

is in respect of Wen Xuan's privacy. Wen Wei didn't think about taking the initiative to ask. The doubts in his heart deepened. Not only him, but the Wen family pays great attention to privacy, so no one has ever looked at Wen Xuan's notebook.

At least for now. The content of this book is only known to Wen Xuan and Yan Feiyang. The more she thought about it, the more chaotic Wen Wei became, so she had to stand quietly aside. Silently observing Wen Xuan's reaction. I hope to get some hints from Yan Feiyang's words.

"Doesn't that sound familiar?"

Yan Feiyang suddenly spoke, interrupting everyone's thoughts in the ward. But Yan Feiyang said this by looking at Wen Xuan. Neither the intonation nor the voice has changed.

Wen Xuan's eyes widened and widened, looking straight at the contents of the notebook.

"Why ......"

Wen Xuan didn't know if she heard Yan Feiyang's words, and subconsciously muttered.

Her hands kept flipping, and she read each page in horror and disbelief.

"You should have seen it, all the experiences of you and Wei Wujian are on this."

Yan Feiyang said unhurriedly.

As if afraid that Wen Xuan wouldn't believe it, Yan Feiyang added another sentence and said, "You should be familiar with the handwriting, right?" After all, you wrote it out one by one. ”

Wen Xuan originally still had a trace of luck in her heart, but as soon as Yan Feiyang's words came out, she could no longer deceive herself. Yan Feiyang was right, the words in this notebook were indeed exactly the same as what she wrote.

Wen Xuan also suspected when she first saw it, although it was very troublesome to forge handwriting, it didn't mean that it couldn't be done. But the more she looked behind, the more frightened Wen Xuan became.

This is no longer the point where you can simply imitate handwriting. She had never heard of someone who imitated so watertightly.

And even if the font is exactly the same.,Even some of her small writing habits have been paid attention to.,But the book can't be imitated.。

Wen Xuan has a habit when she writes, but she doesn't use it often, and it's hard to spot. It's actually her own obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Wen Xuan likes to make a small mark on the fourth page of any notebook. Sometimes it's a small flower, sometimes it's just a simple number.

No matter what kind of book,As long as it's hers, you can find something similar on the fourth page.,It's just not easy to find.。 In fact, Wen Xuan didn't know why she made such a mark on the fourth page alone.

Even Wei Wujian asked Wen Xuan what the special meaning of doing this was, she couldn't answer after thinking about it for a long time, so she had to say that she had forgotten her original intention, maybe it was just fun.

Wen Xuan believes that this habit belongs to her alone, and at the same time, no one can imitate it. Because the person who imitates it will only care if the handwriting is exactly the same.,Don't look at the book itself at all.。

So almost the moment Wen Xuan turned to the fourth page, she immediately began to look for this little mark. Wen Xuan originally thought that this time she would finally have a chance to completely refute Yan Feiyang. But she never expected that she actually found it in the upper left corner of the fourth page.

Unlike her, the owner of this book spent four little people on the fourth page, some tall and some short, looking like a family. This is something that ordinary people can't imitate at all, and even if it is a painter, Wen Xuan can see at a glance that she painted it herself.

Wen Xuan has always been a person who pays great attention to details, and she will never admit her mistakes.

The words that had already reached her mouth were swallowed by Wen Xuan, she couldn't explain the contents of this notebook, it was obviously her handwriting, she was sure that she wrote it, but she didn't have any impression at all.

And the owner of the book is clearly not her. Her name is Wen Lingxuan, but the owner of the book is Wen Xuan. But Yan Feiyang said that this book was hers.

Now even the balance in Wen Xuan's heart began to tilt towards Yan Feiyang. Although she has no memory, she recognizes her handwriting and little habits. These are all right, Wen Xuan really can't find any reason to explain herself.

Every subtle expression on Wen Xuan's face, Yan Feiyang can see it all.

He was well aware of the ups and downs of Wen Xuan's mood, and seeing that the time was almost ripe, he took the initiative to say again: "Now believe what I say?" ”

Wen Xuan coldly heard Yan Feiyang's voice, and her consciousness was pulled back by him, and after a short period of stunned, her eyes gradually returned to focus.

Yan Feiyang said slowly: "Do you remember the novel I told you before? ”

Wen Xuan looked at Yan Feiyang blankly, did not answer, only slightly rolled her eyes to remind the people around her that she was awake and conscious at this time.

Of course, she remembered what Yan Feiyang said, but when she heard it at the time, she thought it was nonsense, but it left an impression in her heart.

Now that Yan Feiyang brought up this matter again, Wen Xuan couldn't escape if she wanted to. Everything seemed to be connected to him, and everything seemed to be connected.

"That's the novel. You should be most familiar with the content inside. Your so-called love and experiences are all in this novel. ”

Yan Feiyang paused a little here, and continued: "And the author is you, you are Wen Xuan, and Wen Lingxuan is just the name of the heroine in your novel." ”

Wen Xuan didn't know if she heard it or not, and stared at the notebook in her hand in a daze.

Yan Feiyang didn't give Wen Xuan time to react, and directly gave her the final blow: "Wei Wujian is just the male protagonist in the novel, a fictional character that doesn't exist at all. You are the one who created Him. ”

"But how could I ......?"

Wen Xuan was shocked, she wanted to refute but couldn't find a suitable reason, and she didn't dare to look up at Yan Feiyang's eyes, she was afraid that she would be defeated immediately.

Although she has been defeated to this point.

"You're just falling in love with the characters in your own novels."

Yan Feiyang's tone was brisk, as if he was talking about an innocuous trivial matter.

Hearing Yan Feiyang's words, the other people in the ward looked at him as if they had heard some incredible joke.

Wen Yongfeng thought that he had heard it wrong, and stared at Yan Feiyang intently.

Wen Wei was no better, he glared at Yan Feiyang fiercely, thinking that he was just grandstanding. In his opinion, the words Yan Feiyang said didn't even have a shadow at all.

Wen Yongfeng couldn't help but be a little happy at this time, fortunately Helana fainted, otherwise if she heard the conversation between Yan Feiyang and Wen Xuan at this time, she would definitely collapse again.

After all, Wen Xuan's matter is very difficult for any normal adult person to accept.

"Now that you're back, there's your dream, there's your relatives here, you're Wen Xuan."

Yan Feiyang looked at Wen Xuan steadily, and his deep gaze seemed to see her heart.

Wen Xuan didn't know whether to believe Yan Feiyang anymore, the only reason left in her brain made her can't help but ask: "How can I do it?" You've said it all, I'm just an ordinary person......"

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful! (To be continued.) )