Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Insider
These words made Lu Xiaofan's heart tighten, and the action of flipping through the photos in his hands accelerated. From Jiang Dongming's point of view, it looks like she is picking and picking quickly.
"What did you find," he wondered.
"I always feel that something familiar flashes in front of my eyes" Lu Xiaofan frowned, because it felt so kind, but he couldn't catch it.
"Then look at the background, maybe the important thing is the background, don't just pay attention to my cousin's handsome face."
With a bang, Lu Xin felt like a heavy hammer had fallen on his heart, and a string of sparks flew over.
She hurriedly pulled out the last photo, and the whole person froze.
It was a night view.
The fast-closing high-rise building is probably in a hurry, and the construction site is brightly lit and illuminated as bright as day. So the light of the photo is good and the characters are clear.
Passing over the face that had the same facial features but inexplicably annoying Lu Xiaofan, there were several workers in the background of the photo who were busy. Because the big face in front is too ostentatious and the smile is too arrogant and proud, it is easy for people to ignore the people who are working hard in the back. Those people are as small as ants in Ji Dashao's glamorous selfies, as if they are about to drown in the construction site and in the night.
Among them is a tall young man, passing behind the protagonist of the photo, pushing a small cart full of masonry and rubble. The car was full, and his tall and lanky body puffed up all its strength.
Although he is in the background, his appearance is not very clear. Although he didn't look at the camera, he just happened to turn his face sideways. Although he was wearing shabby overalls, he also wore a hard hat. Although his presence is weak. But Lu Xiaofan still recognized him at a glance.
It was he who saved her from the villains ten years ago. That face is what she remembers for ten years, not the handsome one she is now. In comparison, she felt that the face with the scar was more intimate.
"What did you find" Jiang Dongming looked at the stiffened Lu Xiaofan and hurriedly asked.
"Fu Cheng is in this photo." Lu Xiaofan heard his dry voice sound.
How hard she had to work to keep from crying. She couldn't reveal her feelings for Fu Cheng in front of Jiang Dongming, how hard she suppressed her emotions
But she didn't know that her raised face was pale, and all her emotions could not be concealed.
"Which one, do you know Fu Cheng," Jiang Dongming simply sat down next to Lu Xiaofan from the opposite side.
"This. This person is Fu Cheng. Lu Xiaofan pointed to the young man in the photo, his fingertips trembled a little, but he still had to lie. How did I know him, I saw the picture from Aunt Lan. ”
"I don't know. You can guarantee that you are not mistaken" Jiang Dongming almost pasted the photo on his nose.
"I'm not mistaken. Because "Lu Xiaofan took a deep breath," Aunt Lan said, Fu Cheng had a large burn scar on his face, which stretched across his entire face. I've seen it in Aunt Lan's photos as well. That's right. ”
Jiang Dongming nodded. While carefully identifying the photo. "By the way, this man really has a big scar on his face. Strangely, my cousin also has a scar on his body. It is said to have been left behind after a car accident. He refused to have surgery done or not, saying that he wanted to make a memorial to the car accident. ”
He didn't want to commemorate the car accident, he wanted to leave a past for his true self, which was the burn he had when he was a child, and he insisted on keeping it, to always remind himself who he really was
In this way, he didn't want to pretend to be another person at all, with fine clothes and food, high beds and soft pillows, and fragrant car beauties, which was not what he wanted. He wanted to be himself, and there must be a last resort reason, forcing him to deflate his anger
In an instant, Lu Xiaofan understood him.
But what should she call him Ji Zhaojun Fu Cheng She felt that he should be Ji Zhaojun Since he has already impersonated, since it takes too much price to expose the lie, then he can only be Ji Zhaojun.
"It's easy to do with that." Jiang Dongming didn't notice Lu Xiaofan's abnormal mood, and said a little happily, "I should be able to find out which construction site this is, after all, there is time in the photo and there is also a construction site background." ”
"Then please check it out." Lu Xiaofan stood up, "Then let's make an appointment again to find the relevant people and see if we remember how they met." ”
"Sit down a little longer, and have dessert after that." Jiang Dongming really wants to increase the time the two spend together.
Lu Xiaofan could only refuse, "Jiang Dashao, I also have to work, and the working hours are not fixed." She smiled hard, "At this time, Uncle Ji is about to wake up, and he wants to add a little nutritious soup after the meal." ”
"Okay, I'll send you." Jiang Dongming stood up.
"No need, I want to go for a walk and go to the vegetable market by the way." Lu Xiaofan refused again.
Actually, she wanted to be quiet.
The next two days can be regarded as a year, especially just in time for the weekend, Ji Zhaojun has been staying at home, and Lu Xiaofan can't control himself from looking at his eyes. Fortunately, when the two went to the sanatorium together, Lan Shuyun was emotionally stable. Ji Zhaojun was also happy for a long time because Lan Shuyun showed him a smile.
Lu Xiaofan observed silently and quietly, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the feeling between the two was that of his biological mother and son, why didn't anyone find out, was it because Lan Shuyun had not been able to accept Ji Zhaojun's face before
However, why did she hate, or rather, fear this face only because of the other face, and the mother's natural sense of her son seemed to disappear, what a strong emotion it must be to cause judging from what she had vaguely said before, she seemed to have seen the original Ji Dashao, and should have had a conflict.
What is it, fortunately, this doubt did not last long in Lu Xiaofan's heart, because it was only Monday, Jiang Dongming came to her, "Get in the car, I found an insider." ”
Lu Xiaofan just came back from the supermarket, and he didn't have time to send the big bags upstairs, so he threw the things directly into the trunk and left with Jiang Dongming.
"The site in the photo has been found," she asked.
"How many years have it been, where is there still a construction site," Jiang Dongming said as he drove, "Judging from the photos, the building was almost completed at that time." I just found the plot at that time, and then I found the workers at that time. You know, Ji's has its own construction company, which can design and construct by itself, and will not be outsourced to a small construction team with no qualifications or low qualifications, and quality is the first. Therefore, the personnel are relatively fixed, and it is easy to find. ”
"You're so efficient." Lu Xiaofan praised him from the bottom of his heart.
Jiang Dongming said it easily, but she knew that it was very difficult to find the staff who happened to be on the construction site five years ago.
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