"Didi ......"

The door was pushed open and the man walked in.

The footsteps suddenly stopped at the door, and Yi Lin glanced at it suspiciously, it was a middle-aged man of medium stature in overalls, who was turning around and slowly closing the metal door.

The figure of the middle-aged man actually looks very familiar.

— but I can't remember who he really is.

Yi Lin retracted his head before the middle-aged man turned around.

Footsteps rang out again.

Walk all the way to the console and stop.

The middle-aged man opened the drawer—judging by the direction of the sound when he pulled the drawer, it should be the one facing the door with the laptop inside.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man opened his laptop and suddenly let out a soft snort.

Yi Lin pursed his lips nervously when he heard the sound - what did he find?

"Bang bang ......" a slight keyboard tapping sound.

"I remember clearing my browsing history ......"

The middle-aged man's whispered muttering came.

"Why does the ledger still show in the historical browsing history? ……”

- His voice is also familiar......

Yi Lin was stunned, and subconsciously slowly poked out half of his head, but fortunately, the middle-aged man focused all his attention on the laptop and didn't notice that Yi Lin was looking at him.

Yi Lin looked at the middle-aged man's face half covered by the laptop, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

[What's wrong?] 〕

- He......

[Huh?] 〕

- Xian Cheng.

〔…………〕

〔！？！？ 〕

- Can't you see it?

- His face and my ...... It's very similar to Xian Yu's face.

[No, I'm not shocked by this.] 〕

[It took you five minutes to recognize your father—emmm, perhaps Sin Yu's father, Sin Cheng...... How long has it been since we met? 〕

- Two years.

Yi Lin thought for a moment and added.

- Probably.

- When I was in a mental hospital, I always had no concept of time.

[Okay......

Lan Shuang's tone was a little helpless, but also a little ...... Sympathize?

- I don't need to be sympathetic, and I'm not the only one in a single-parent family, let alone ...... I don't belong to that family anymore.

[I'm not sympathizing with you, I'm just sympathizing with Xian Yu.] 〕

INTERVIEWER Isn't that the difference between "who I am now" and "who I used to be"?

[No, you're not him, and he's not you.] 〕

- Okay...... It's a strange way to think about data.

Yi Lin stood up suddenly.

The middle-aged man realized that there were other "people" in this room, and he forgot the computer in his hand for a while, and looked at Yi Lin with wide eyes.

[What's wrong?] 〕

- Since you're looking for someone, what are you hiding?

"...... are you" Xian Cheng looked at Yi Lin and said suspiciously, "Blue Frost??" ”

"Poof!" Yi Lin couldn't help but laugh, "Why do you think so?" ”

"Not? All right. Xian Cheng shrugged his shoulders, but did not tell Yi Lin the reason for his misunderstanding. After saying that, he moved his gaze to the laptop again, and he didn't seem to have much interest in Yi Lin's sudden appearance here.

- He is very wary of me......

Yi Lin thought a little helplessly, and suddenly spoke: "City A Psychiatric Hospital, Room 404, No. 2 ......"

"Smack!" Before Yi Lin could finish speaking, Xian Cheng suddenly closed his laptop and stared at Yi Lin with a frown, "What else do you know?" ”

"I still know a lot—"

[The more you know, the faster you die.] 〕

- Shut up, how did you come up with this? ……

"Xian Yu, born on January 11, 2002......" Yi Lin continued to himself: