Cheng Zhihuan was silent for a second, staring at the display column of outstanding graduates, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"It shouldn't be." She muttered, "I remember I was excellent." ”

Obviously, junior high school, high school, and university have her name, why is there no elementary school?

Could it be that she was really not well-behaved in elementary school? Naughty every day? That's why it doesn't have its own name?

Time seems to have passed a little bit, which is why her memories of elementary school are so vague.

Cheng Zhihuan frowned subconsciously, always feeling that his memory of primary school was not very clear.

Just as she was wondering, a voice came from the side, "Who are you?" ”

"The students are out of school, what are you doing here?"

It's the teachers at this school.

Cheng Zhihuan turned around and explained: "Hello teacher, I used to be a student here, and I want to be here, so I'll come back and have a look." ”

The teacher holding the lesson plan looked Cheng Zhihuan up and down and asked, "What's your name?" ”

Cheng Zhihuan reported his name, and then looked at the teacher expectantly.

The teacher frowned and thought for a few seconds, shook his head and said, "We don't have you as a student in our school. ”

Speaking of this, she had a little vigilance in her eyes.

Recently, there have been frequent trafficking incidents, although the man and woman in front of him look well-dressed, but who knows?

It's hard to tell the difference between good guys and bad guys these days.

The teacher looked at the two of them with a wary look on his face and asked, "What about the other one?" What is your name? ”

"He's not from our school." Cheng Zhihuan hurriedly explained, "Teacher, I used to be from our school, and I studied in elementary school here. ”

Cheng Zhihuan can understand very well that the teacher doesn't remember herself, after all, there are so many students every year, and it is impossible for the teacher to know every student, plus after so many years, it is too normal not to remember her.

Cheng Zhihuan had a shallow smile on his face, and his tone was gentle, "Teacher, my husband and I just came over to take a look, and we won't disturb others." ”

The teacher was still vigilant, waved his hand and said, "There are no students named Cheng Zhihuan in our school. ”

"If you don't go out again, I'm going to call the security guards."

The teacher's attitude was too tough, and Cheng Zhihuan didn't want to cause trouble, so he pulled Gu Xingjing and left.

After going back, Cheng Zhihuan still remembered what happened in the first elementary school and sent a message to Zu Ying.

[Check the list of first-year students in Haishi and send it to me.] 】

Zu Ying quickly replied: [Okay, boss. 】

Ten minutes later, Cheng Zhihuan received the list, she sifted through it, and found that there was indeed no name of her own.

It's not just that her name doesn't appear on the student list, it's that her name isn't found anywhere in the entire school, as if she never existed in this elementary school.

This made Cheng Zhihuan have to care.

Gu Xingjing handed her a glass of warm water, sat down at the same time, and asked, "Zhihuan, what's wrong?" ”

"No. 1 Elementary School can't find my name." Cheng Zhihuan half-lowered his eyes, his eyes flashing, "How can there be no name on me?" ”

Even if the eldest brother concealed some information in order to let her stay by Gu Xingjing's side, why did junior high school, high school, and university have it, but not elementary school?

It's just so weird.

"I'll check again." She muttered and looked again.

Gu Xingjing was quietly accompanying her on the side.

As the investigation deepened, Cheng Zhihuan still did not find the information that she studied in the first primary school, no, it should be said that she did not find evidence of her primary school in Haishi.

Time passed little by little, and before you knew it, it was already late at night.

Cheng Zhihuan slowly lowered his hand, and a trace of confusion crossed his eyes.

"Xingjing, do you think I really went to elementary school?"

If she really went to elementary school, how could she not find any traces?

Gu Xingjing held Cheng Zhihuan's little hand, and his tone was a little distressed, "Let's not look for it, okay?" ”

"No matter where my family Xiao Zhihuan goes to primary school, he must be an excellent graduate."

Cheng Zhihuan pursed his lips lightly, his face with a faint paleness.

"It feels like someone stole it in those years."

Her memory is vague, but there is no trace of her existence.

"Don't think about it." Gu Xingjing hugged her into his arms, "That's all over." ”

Yes, in the past.

Cheng Zhihuan shook his head lightly and muttered, "There is no past." ”

And even just getting started.

She felt as if she had touched the key to breaking the membrane in her mind, and she tried to read the words on the letterhead, but she couldn't read them.

It's like she's trying to find traces of her elementary school now, but she can't find it.

There must be some correlation between the two.

Cheng Zhihuan buried his head in Gu Xingjing's heart, and where he couldn't see, a dark color crossed his eyes.

Gu Xingjing coaxed her softly, "Then let's go to school tomorrow and ask?" ”

Cheng Zhihuan nodded, "Okay, we'll ask again tomorrow." ”

She had to get an answer.

Most of the time she is Buddhist, but in this matter, Cheng Zhihuan showed more stubbornness than usual.

The next day, the two went to the first elementary school again, but this time they were stopped as soon as they arrived at the gate.

The students were still sitting in the classrooms, the teachers were doing their jobs, and the security guards were dutifully keeping people out.

"It's school time, and parents can't visit." The security guard thought they were looking for the student's parents, so they persuaded him.

So the two of them were stopped at the door.

Gu Xingjing didn't have much power in Haishi, and now that he was stopped outside, he could only fight in a roundabout way, using his connections in Beijing City to contact the people in Haishi so that they could enter.

But it took a bit longer.

Cheng Zhihuan waited for a few minutes, and contacted his second uncle while Gu Xingjing was on the phone.

The second uncle is a national coach, and he usually deals with major schools, and he also has strong connections in education and learning.

Cheng Mo, that is, Cheng Zhihuan's second uncle, was surprised when he received her WeChat, and quickly replied: [What is Huanhuan looking for the second uncle? 】

Cheng Zhihuan explained his intention, and soon received a reply from the second uncle: [What are you doing at the first elementary school? 】

Cheng Zhihuan: [Didn't I study here in elementary school before? I want to go in and have a look. 】

Cheng Mo quickly replied: [No, you haven't studied in the first elementary school. 】

When Cheng Zhihuan saw this news, his pupils shrank suddenly.

She quickly replied: [Then second uncle, do you know where I went to elementary school? 】

Cheng Mo: [Huanhuan, you didn't go to elementary school, you went directly to junior high school, don't you remember? ] 】