A week later, Ji Qian found Ye Chen's home with her memory.

She stood in front of the door, collected her mess, and rang the doorbell.

For a long time, there was no movement in the house, but Ji Qian always felt that someone was inside. Finally, the door opened.

The person inside was not Ye Chen.

The door was opened by a man in his sixties, dressed in a coffee-colored plaid shirt, with all his hair white, but his face was flushed, and he seemed to be in good spirits.

"Did you ask Ye Chen if he was at home?"

"Who are you looking for?" The old man's expression was a little surprised, and he looked Ji Qian up and down.

"Ye Chen, doesn't he live here?" Seeing that the room was cleaned up and tidy, Ji Qian suspected that she might have made a mistake.

"You're Ye Chen's former friend, right?" The old man smiled, "Please come in." ”

Ji Qian sat on the sofa, and looked around, a lot of furniture had been added to the room, which was completely different from the last time she came, and it looked like someone lived in it permanently.

"I'm Ye Chen's father, and I just came back from Australia yesterday." The old man said.

"Uncle, hello, I'm Ye Chen's friend..."

Before Ji Qian finished speaking, the old man asked again: "You shouldn't have seen each other for a long time, after all, Ye Chen hasn't returned to China since he was fifteen years old." ”

Ji Qian's mouth opened wide, and she couldn't react a little: "He never came back?" ”

The old man nodded: "So I didn't expect him to have friends in K City." ”

Ji Qian couldn't believe his ears, and asked tentatively: "Is it possible that he came back without telling his family, I mean recently." ”

The old man shook his head firmly: "He was injured while skiing in Australia half a month ago, and he has been in the hospital and has been in a coma for four days. ”

The time when Ye Chen was in a coma happened to be when Ji Qian met him.

"Comatose?" Ji Qian's heart suddenly tightened, "Then is he okay now?" ”

"Ye Chen came to his senses last week, and he was fine," the old man said with a smile, "This kid was not in good health when he was a child, and we didn't let him be exposed to these strenuous sports, but I didn't expect to fall in love with adventure when he grew up." ”

"Not well?" The old man's words evoked Ji Qian's memories of Ye Chen fainting in the subway station, and continued to ask, "Is it a heart problem?" ”

The old man nodded: "It seems that you and Ye Chen have known each other for a long time, he has congenital heart disease, since he was born, the doctor has asserted that he will not live to be eighteen years old." ”

The old man sighed and continued: "When Ye Chen was thirteen years old, he had a very serious illness, and we almost thought that he would not survive, but fate actually let us meet a child who unfortunately died in a car accident.

Her father agreed to donate his child's heart to Ye Chen, so after the operation, Ye Chen finally had a healthy heart.

However, the father of the child who donated the heart left without leaving any contact information, and we later tried all kinds of ways to contact him, but to no avail. ”

An ominous premonition shrouded Ji Qian's heart, she knew that it was not possible for the old man to lie to her, so could the Ye Chen she saw be someone else's fake?

"Uncle, can you show me a picture of Ye Chen?" Ji Qian asked, she had to confirm whether the Ye Chen she saw was the person.

The old man nodded and opened a door. Ji Qian remembered that when she first came here a week ago, she wanted to open this door, but was stopped by Ye Chen.

She knew there must be something hidden inside.

Ye Chen's room, which was spotlessly cleaned, could be seen to still maintain the appearance he had lived in when he was a child, with dark blue sheets printed with giraffes, transformers in the cabinet, and a few old photos pasted on the wall.

These photos are all Ye Chen's past. Ji Qian looked at the young man in the photo, the mysterious and seductive eyes were familiar to her, but the immature face...

In an instant, Ji Qian's mind flashed over the afternoon of the thunderstorm, the demonic bloom of the manbead Warsaw, and the strange boy in front of the black wall.

Now the boy is in this old photo, it turns out that all this is not a dream, but something she has experienced herself. Now she understands that she had seen Ye Chen when she was eight years old.

Ji Qian was a little happy, although she couldn't figure out how Ye Chen crossed the ocean to meet her for the time being, but there was indeed a wonderful fate between them, until she saw the only photo on the bedside table that was not Ye Chen.

"This is..."The girl in the photo has a pair of eyes that are so clear that people are fascinated, shouldn't this photo be in Ye Chen's wallet?

"This is the child who donated his heart to Ye Chen back then, and we only have one photo of her." The old man said.

What the? How is this possible? I'm obviously alive and well! She closed her eyes and almost fell down.

"Are you crying?" The old man walked up to her and asked.

Only then did Ji Qian realize that her tears had poured out uncontrollably, she quickly shook her head, wiped away her tears, and said softly, "I just... I just thought it was too unexpected. ”

"I can give you Ye Chen's contact information." The old man also felt a little strange about Ji Qian's reaction, maybe she cried with joy when she learned the news that Ye Chen was still alive.

"Thanks, sorry for bothering you." While Ji Qian hadn't completely lost her mind, she didn't want to stay here anymore, she held the number the old man wrote to her in her hand, and almost trotted out of the building.

Night was approaching, the bustling road was full of lights, she rushed into the vast sea of people, there were so many faces around, but no one recognized her.

The strange singing voice drilled into Ji Qian's ears again, and gradually turned into a complete voice: "Ji Qian... Ji Qian..."The voice was calling to her.

The surroundings suddenly fell into darkness, and a white cat appeared in front of Ji Qian.

"Don't you remember?" The white cat's mouth opened and made a human sound.

"Who are you? I don't understand what you're saying. Ji Qian blocked her ears with her hands, feeling that everything in front of her was not real.

"You don't belong to this world anymore, don't continue to wander here." The voice of the white cat came faintly.

Ji Qian felt a tingling in her scalp, and she suddenly calmed down: "I also talked to Ye Chen's father just now, if I am a ghost, can he still see me?" ”

The white cat sighed: "Ji Qian, think about it carefully, for so long, are there any other people around you?" What exactly do you do every day, reading or working? ”

"I go to the bookstore every day..."Speaking of this, Ji Qian suddenly realized something, she seemed to be repeating the same behavior day after day, and except for Ye Chen's short stay, she was alone.

Who can save her?