What is the real password?

"According to surveys, people need to remember a lot throughout their lives. Due to limited memory, 80 percent of people generally choose numbers that are important to them and can be easily recalled as their bank card passwords, mobile phone passwords, and WeChat passwords. For example, their date of birth, six-digit numbers..."

Gu Yibei's eyes fell on the safe: "Could the password be grandpa's birthday?"

An elderly person would not normally use a very difficult password.

"Probably not." Ji Zhinan shook his head and denied it: "Ji Pengfei has been in business for many years and is not a fool. What we thought of at the beginning, he must have thought of it too."

The password is wrong, which proves that it is not the old man’s password.

Gu Yibei paused, then continued, "Could it be your birthday?"

Ji Zhinan still shook his head: "They know that grandpa is good to me, so they must have used it."

The last chance is very precious and you must think twice before acting.

No matter how smart Gu Yibei is, he can't help much in this matter. After all, he has not spent much time with the old man and does not fully understand his thoughts. He still has to rely on Ji Zhinan.

What we need to do now is to put ourselves in the old man’s shoes and use his thinking.

If he sets a password, he will choose numbers and letters as important passwords.

Important password, important...

Ji Zhinan lowered his head and racked his brains to recall every frame and scene of himself and Old Man Ji together.

The password would not be a number that Ji Pengfei could think of, such as his grandfather's birthday or his own birthday, but it had to be a number that was very important to his grandfather.

Some memories quickly re-injected into her mind.

After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly reacted and turned to Gu Yibei.

“I figured it out!”

“…”

"The password is my birthday!"

After a pause, she added, "It's my real birthday."

"..." Gu Yibei looked at her and listened to her gift quietly.

Ji Zhinan met Gu Yibei's eyes and said, "Do you remember when we first met, I told him on the phone that my birthday was in November..."

I remember, how could I not remember.

That was the beginning of their relationship. Gu Yibei could not forget it until now. At that time, he was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, and Lin Que sat next to him, put his mobile phone on the sofa, and spoke to her in his tone.

He had been in business for many years and had met all kinds of people. He still remembered the woman's low laugh coming from his phone, followed by the expression on her face: "Mr. Gu may not know this yet, but my birthday is in November."

Then, their fate began...

Ji Zhinan's gaze shifted to the safe embedded in the wall, his dark eyes darkening slightly. "Actually, the birthday on my ID card is a few months later. That was the day my grandfather brought me back to the Ji family. I was actually born in November."

“…”

Ji Zhinan was a little distracted as he thought of many things at once. "I didn't know this before, but since I can remember, every November, my grandfather would take me out. Without Ji Pengfei and his family of three, he would buy me a cake and take me out to relax and play."

Ji Zhinan was still young at that time and didn't understand why his grandfather insisted on taking only him out to play on this day.

Every time he asked, Mr. Ji would look at her with gentle eyes and then touch her head with his hand.

[Because this day is very important to Grandpa and Nan Nan.]