Of course, it was impossible for Pei Ji to explain what happened yesterday in one sentence.
Taking him there and explaining all the way.
It was not until the entrance of Zhileyuan that he finally told Ai Fan what happened yesterday, of course he omitted a lot of content.
Ai Fan narrowed his eyes, and the image of old Hall's tearful self-blame emerged in his mind.
...No one is worry-free.
Pei Ji hung his head. "It was my fault for suppressing him with my mental strength, but I really don't know what to do."
"I don't know how to get him to recover properly. I can't convince him."
For the first time, Pei Ji felt so powerless about something.
Ai Fan glanced at the listless Pei Ji and said thoughtfully, "This is a matter between the two of you. Only you can resolve it."
Ai Fan's answer was also within Pei Ji's expectations, and he nodded.
"I'll find a way to apologize to him."
Ai Fan paused for a moment: "I don't think he is angry about this."
She suddenly asked, "You said he reacted abnormally after seeing the signature 'Lin Zhilu'?"
Pei Ji: "Yes."
He looked up. "Do you know that man?"
Ai Fan's lips were pressed into a line, and his eyes were deep and calm.
She did not answer Pei Ji's question, but looked at the shimmering pond in Zhile Garden, where the night lotus had withered.
After a moment, she shook her head.
"Everyone has their own worries. Pei Ji, Chen Que grew up alone. You can't understand many of his thoughts."
"Just ask nicely."
She sighed.
"Don't make him sad."
…
After leaving Zhileyuan for a distance, Pei Ji still felt something was wrong.
Ai Fan's reaction after hearing the name 'Lin Zhilu' kept replaying in his mind, combined with the fleeting sense of familiarity he had felt at that moment...
Pei Ji turned around and walked back.
Try your luck.
Zhileyuan was where Pei Ji lived when he was a child, and many of his childhood items and toys were kept in the attic.
Of course, this is also where he is often confined.
It was obviously a bit difficult for him to climb up in his current condition.
Pei Ji bent his body, opened the attic door and sneaked in.
Moonlight filtered in through the small, high skylight. The floor was relatively clean, probably because a servant swept it regularly.
Familiar boxes, photos, and books are neatly arranged on the old wooden table.
Pei Ji took down a small box from the top of the bookshelf.
When I opened it, there was a thick stack of picture albums inside.
Because he disliked the emotionless products of the assembly line, Ai Fan once drew some picture books for him.
His mother did not study art professionally, but her drawings were no less impressive than those of professional illustrators.
In fact, Pei Ji believed that there was nothing in this world that Ai Fan could not learn.
He once heard Ai Fan mention that he learned painting skills from a friend who was also very good at painting.
This stack of albums contains not only picture books drawn by Ai Fan, but also her doodles, occasional writings, and even some notes from her youth.
As inspiration for the picture book, they were stuffed into this small box.
Pei Ji turned them over one by one.
Suddenly, his eyes fell on a palm-sized notebook.
A few folded pages from a notebook peeked out from the side.
Pei Ji pulled out the paper and unfolded one of them:
Ai Fan, I always believe that the ocean of life contains all the miracles of love and life.
The signature is: Lin Zhilu.
Pei Ji's heart skipped a beat, his eyes widened slightly, and the hand holding the paper trembled for a moment.
He quickly unfolded several more sheets of paper.
However, those are paintings of unclear meaning.
The scene was hazy and blurry, with upside-down buildings, grassy areas covered with rocks, and strange creatures he had never seen before.
There was only one picture, which showed the back of a girl with long hair.
Just a few lines vividly depict her beautiful figure, and each stroke seems to be full of emotion.
Pei Ji's heart suddenly sank.
etc……
This Lin Zhilu...could he be his mother's confidant or something like that?
After carefully looking at the girl's back, Pei Ji felt that she didn't look like Ai Fan, but...
What a coincidence! These paintings appeared among Ai Fan's things.
Feeling uneasy, Pei Ji opened the terminal, hesitated for a moment, and then clicked on Pei Li's chat.
Pei Ji: [Father, there's something I'm not sure if I should ask you.]
Pei Li: [If you have to fart, you little bastard, hurry up and let it out.]
Pei Ji: [Did my mother ever like anyone else back then? I mean, besides you?]
He received an angry voice message:
"Oh my god, your dad is so charming, handsome, talented and handsome. How could your mom have ever liked anyone else? We are first love! My goddamn first love!!"
Pei Ji didn't know whether Pei Li and Ai Fan were each other's first love, but after so many years of marriage, their display of affection was excessive.
Pei Ji packed up the things in the small box and returned to Chenxing Palace.
At this time, Shen Que finally got the reason why the servants were acting strangely today out of Anya.
Smiling helplessly, Shen Que returned to the study and absentmindedly flipped through the report of the Mineral Department.
A different emotion arose in my heart, inexplicably quiet and gentle.
It was... the first time that someone, a group of people, had made such a fuss about him and cared about him in every detail.
In fact, Shen Que was not really angry, he was just in a bad mood because Pei Ji was unwilling to help him recover as soon as possible no matter what.
There is also a sense of powerlessness about not being able to change the current situation on my own.
Shen Que could understand Pei Ji's concerns, but he couldn't agree with them.
When everything is unknown, he can slowly heal his injuries.
In the endless darkness, he had enough patience to wait for the light of hope that belonged to him to appear.
But now his light has appeared.
The mutation factor can be suppressed and the mental strength can be restored.
If you have hope, you must seize it.
Shen was indeed able to judge his own physical condition, and deepening the mark would not cause any consequences other than pain, which was almost certain.
He saw no problem in taking a further step.
But he couldn't convince Pei Ji.
He was afraid that his light would hurt himself, so he simply refused to shine over.
Shen Que sighed softly.
There was no point in continuing the stalemate. He thought about it, opened the terminal, and found the contact information of the Desert Tavern.
Desert Tavern: [Hi, this is Desert Tavern. Specialty dishes and strong beer delivered worldwide. In-store discounts available!]
Chen Que: [Help me connect with Boss Shafiya.]
There was a pause, and the call went private.
Safiya: [Commander Shen, why don't you send me a private message? It's so awkward. What's going on?]
Shen Que: [I need an ID card for the Heisai factory.]
Shafiya: [? What do you need it for?]
Shen Que: [I want to participate.]
Safiya: [???]
Shafiya: [What are you doing? ! ! ]
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