Lin Zhenzhen and the caregiver exchanged a glance, knowing that he was so confused that he could no longer recognize himself.
Grandpa warmly invited her to sit down: "Teacher Huang, what brings you to our house all of a sudden? Did Zhenzhen misbehave at school?"
Lin Zhenzhen sat down in silence, and the caregiver beside her hurriedly explained, "This is your granddaughter, Ling Zhen."
The old man's eyes instantly became blank, his thoughts drifting off somewhere.
A moment later, as if he had suddenly come to his senses, he looked at the two people in front of him in horror.
Who are you?
......
After leaving the room, Lin Zhenzhen felt extremely heavy-hearted.
I never expected that the original owner's grandfather's condition had become so serious. It seems that the plan to learn some details of the fire from him is not going to work.
Seeing her downcast expression, the caregiver beside her comforted her, saying, "Miss, your grandfather is just sick, but he actually loves you very much."
“Every time, he would hold your childhood diaries and sketchbooks, looking at them over and over again. As soon as we arrived, he would…”
Wait, diaries and sketchbooks.
Lin Zhenzhen interrupted her: Can I take a look at the diary and sketchbook?
The caregiver said with difficulty, "He usually treasures those things, so I can only sneak in and take them after he falls asleep."
So Lin Zhenzhen went to the lounge to wait, and in the meantime, she received a WeChat message.
yjm: I was busy until late yesterday, so I didn't reply to your message in time.
Lin Zhenzhen slowly typed a few words: You haven't slept all night, won't you rest for a while?
yjm: I'm not sleepy, I want to talk to you for a while.
Lin Zhenzhen: Okay.
She stared at Yu Jiamu's profile picture, intending to click to enlarge it, but accidentally double-clicked it, and a line of small text appeared at the top of the dialog box.
"I patted YJM's perky butt."
Lin Zhenzhen: ......
Yu Jiamu: ......
She considered how to explain clearly that she just wanted to see your profile picture and didn't want to pat your butt.
Yu Jiamu seemed even more embarrassed than her, and quickly said: "They took my phone and messed with the settings before. Where was this changed?"
After a while, he said again: It's fixed, take another picture and see?
Lin Zhenzhen cautiously double-clicked, this time changing it to "I patted yjm's little face and kissed him."
She flipped her phone over, no longer wanting to talk to him.
Just then, the caregiver walked over carrying a stack of notebooks.
"These are all the diaries I could find."
The notebooks were all uniformly covered with cardboard, and the dates were marked in black pen in the upper right corner.
Lin Zhenzhen deduced from the age that the original owner was eleven years old when the fire occurred, which was twelve years ago.
She took out a notebook from the list according to the time and began to carefully read through it.
When Lin Zhenzhen saw one of the pages, she paused, and her pupils dilated slightly.
The caregiver said with difficulty, "Miss, your grandfather's afternoon nap is almost over. If he wakes up and can't see these things, he'll make a fuss."
Lin Zhenzhen came to her senses, returned the rest of the diary to the caregiver, and left with only the notebook.
Back at the bus stop, Lin Zhenzhen repeatedly read the pages she had folded.
It turns out that when Ling Zhen was young, she had a suspected experience of being followed, and she told her parents about it.
The original owner's mother took this matter very seriously, so she began to personally pick her up and drop her off at school, and that was the end of the matter.
Then, the fire happened.
There must be a connection between them.
[Host, do you have any ideas right now?]
Lin Zhenzhen put away her notebook and looked calmly at the sky: 【No.】
The system was speechless at her reply: "Seeing how confident you are, I thought you already had an idea."
Lin Zhenzhen replied lazily, "I'm an actress, not a detective."
Besides, it's all just speculation; the actual outcome is still unknown...
It still needs to be tested gradually.
The bus arrived, and Lin Zhenzhen rushed off to school for rehearsal.
Over the next few days, Lin Zhenzhen shuttled between the nursing home, the school, and the Chen family home.
On the one hand, she continued to play the role of a docile and innocent person in front of Wen Hongying, while on the other hand, she had the system secretly monitor Wen Hongying's daily movements and report back to her at night.
Unfortunately, Wen Hongying has been unusually well-behaved during this period, staying at home or going out shopping, and there seems to be nothing suspicious about her.
I've been in this world for over half a month, and the main quest of revenge hasn't made much progress, but I've managed to win over Yu Jiamu pretty much.
Is this the trouble of being too charming?
[Friendly Reminder: Although you can gain extra contribution points by pursuing the male lead, the system will only determine the success of the quest after completing the main storyline.]
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhenzhen sighed deeply, and Chen Xinji, who was beside her, immediately became very vigilant.
"What's wrong? Why are you sighing? Did that bastard Yu Jiamu make you angry?"
Lin Zhenzhen: ? What kind of thought process is this?
Speak of the devil, and he appears. Yu Jiamu's video call came in at that very moment.
He's been calling me on video these past few days, sometimes during the day, sometimes late at night.
But he doesn't show his face often; sometimes only his chin is visible, sometimes just one eye. And sometimes, the screen is completely black.
There was even one time when he didn't say a word at all.
Lin Zhenzhen stared blankly at his tuft of hair for a long time, then typed a big question mark in the chat box.
It wasn't until the other person's steady breathing could be heard that I realized he had fallen asleep.
Lin Zhenzhen turned her head to look at Chen Xinji, and their eyes met as he was stealing glances at her.
Caught red-handed, Chen Xinji pretended nothing had happened and coughed lightly twice, calmly shifting his gaze back to the front.
Lin Zhenzhen pressed the answer button, and the phone shook twice.
Then a very shocking image appeared on the screen, startling Chen Xinji so much that he let out a rooster-like scream.
He slammed on the brakes and brought the car to a stop on the side of the road.
"Damn it, Yu Jiamu, can't you put your clothes on properly in broad daylight?"
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