Chao Lingxi, a native of Chao Village in Ling City, inherited a large sum of money from a distant relative.
Later, with his good brain, he multiplied the money several times.
He has a daughter with his ex-girlfriend, named "Chao Juan".
Then, Chao Lingxi died in a winter more than ten years ago.
——Maybe he died accidentally.
Yan Yongwang was flipping through the information about Chao Lingxi. He was quiet and silent, and then he flipped through a few photos.
The photo shows an aerial view of Lingshi Cemetery.
Lingshi Cemetery covers an area of dozens of acres. UAVs take aerial photos of neatly arranged tombstones and orderly rows of trees. The aerial photos were taken by drones arranged by the government immediately after the earthquake. The photos do not show any damaged cemeteries in this area. Although the cemetery is located on a mountain, the terrain is not steep and is relatively flat. The earthquake did not cause any serious damage to the cemetery area.
There were no signs of graves being turned over in the entire cemetery. Yan Yongwang also asked the staff of Ling City Cemetery and learned that shortly after the earthquake, they went to the cemetery for maintenance as soon as possible. They spent several days there and did not find any tombstones broken by the earthquake, nor were there any major cracks in the graves.
However, there were slight cracks on the bluestone pavement used for pedestrians in the cemetery. As it did not affect its use, the cemetery staff only repaired it with cement instead of dismantling and laying new bluestone slabs.
So, Chao Lingxi might not have crawled out of the tomb.
Yes, in the past ten years or so, the main way of burying people alive with their dead was to cremate the bodies. Only in a small number of ethnic groups would the bodies be buried intact.
Chao Lingxi belonged to the "Chao" village. All other Chao villagers were cremated and their ashes were well kept in Lingshi Public Cemetery. His grave was just that small and could not accommodate a tall and strong man.
…
So, where did Chao Lingxi come from?
Yan Yongwang felt that it was really unreasonable for such a suspenseful thing to happen in today's modern times with a dense network of surveillance.
But he thought again, it is impossible to install surveillance cameras in the cemetery. After all, the Lingshi cemetery is different from other cities. The terrain is undulating. If the hills are not well maintained, weeds will grow easily. In addition, it has always been known as the "Spring City" with a pleasant climate. The grass can grow half a person's height, and the branches are also growing and flying around, which can easily block the surveillance cameras. Even in some bad weather, the surveillance cameras are easily damaged by the wind and rain.
Ling City has only become a fashionable tourist city in recent years. It is not cost-effective to lay a dense network of equipment in the cemetery that is comparable to that in the city center. The reason given by the government of "insufficient funds" is understandable.
However, due to the lack of surveillance cameras in the cemetery, neither the Ling City police nor Yan Yongwang himself knew where Chao Lingxi came from.
Taking advantage of the titles of "good citizen of Ling City" and "donated XX million after the earthquake", Yan Yongwang asked Ling City for the information he wanted.
After leaving the police station that day, Chao Lingxi remained silent, as if he had been born mute.
Later, the policewoman had an idea and asked him if he didn't understand what they were saying.
I was just asking out of nowhere, but unexpectedly, that silent and gloomy-looking man nodded slowly and gently.
The policewoman asked again: "Are you not very good at speaking?"
The man nodded slowly and gently again.
According to subsequent reports, the policewoman wrote on it:
[This man is very strange. He spoke very few times, and his language was very literary, as if he had traveled through time from ancient times.] The chief commented on this sentence, "Don't use the fantasy content of a TV series." Later, he said, [He was always silent during the few days he was in the police station, but he seemed to have learned a lot of words. It was probably on the third day that he spoke to me for the first time, and he was already able to speak fluently.]
[The first thing he said to me was, "Where is that guy? What's his name?"]
The policewoman wrote furiously: [I am completely confused. I really can’t figure out who this man is talking about.]
[Later, I took the surveillance footage of him entering and leaving the police station during that period and taught him how to identify him.]
[He pointed at Mr. Yan (the director commented that he had a name, so don’t follow the tone on the Internet and call him Mr. Yan. Just write “Citizen Yan Yongwang”), stared at him intently, and then pointed at the secretary beside him, Chen He, with a somewhat unpleasant expression.]
This report is a first draft, because it contains too many personal emotions. The policewoman has only been in her internship for a short time and it is her first time to write a report by herself. She does not have much experience, so this report has the director's personal comments and should have been rewritten later.
Yan Yongwang was extremely powerful and asked for the first draft.
At the back of the report, it was written that the police station taught people how to speak, and it was also discovered that this man seemed to have a mental illness and seemed to have never used modern facilities.
When I see a mobile phone, I am stunned and don’t understand what that tin box is used for.
He would be stunned when he saw a computer or a TV. He would watch the TV dramas quietly and frown from time to time while listening to the characters acting in them.
He later said his name, stiffly and calmly, and the policewoman wrote in the report: [He said his name was Chao Lingxi.]
[When asked if he could write, he looked at the pen on the table, shook it, as if he was going to write, but quickly threw it aside and shook his head. (The female police officer commented, I think he might be able to write, but for some reason, he is unwilling to write in front of us.)]
[He doesn’t have a very good temper and always seems very cold, but whenever Mr. Yan is mentioned, his eyes will light up.]
[……]
At the end of the report, the policewoman wrote her own summary: [He currently has no identification and looks like someone who has lost his memory. It is recommended to check whether there are any missing patients in the mental hospital in recent years...]
Very scientific and very reasonable summary.
After all, this kind of person has no memory of modern devices, is quiet and long-term mute, and looks like some mentally ill patients who have overdosed on drugs.
As for how there could be a mentally ill patient with such a good appearance… the police station’s attitude was quite clear. They couldn’t assume that he was not a mental patient just because he looked good, right? When he was at the police station, they also contacted a doctor to examine him, and the results were similar to what the police had observed—he was not good at speaking, had a low level of understanding of society, and probably lived in an environment that was disconnected from reality, so he looked very unfamiliar with the outside world.
Also, because Chao Lingxi obviously seemed to know Yan Yongwang, he contacted Yan Yongwang shortly afterwards and asked him if he knew him.
Yan Yongwang responded quickly and calmly: "I really don't know him."
"As for why? He looks a bit like me. I don't really understand."
"What does the police plan to do with him now?"
Yan Yongwang got the answer from the police, saying that they sent him to the city's homeless relief area a few days ago, and now he should look for job opportunities with the help of the staff of the relief area and strive to integrate into society.
He had already met Chao Lingxi in a private club in the capital, but from the tone of the police, it seemed that they had not yet realized that the person was missing.
Yan Yongwang had no expression on his face and said calmly, "I don't think his mind is sound. You should tell the staff to be careful with him."
After he said this, a few hours later, the police sent another message, clearly extremely confused: "The staff said Chao Lingxi is missing..."
Yan Yongwang held his forehead with his hand and thought: The person has been missing for a few days. I think he has become very successful in the capital and can even enter and exit private clubs!
I don’t know how Chao Lingxi did it.
He typed slowly and asked: There should be surveillance equipment in the rescue area, right? How come we couldn't find out? Is he missing?
Then, the police's response stunned him.
[All the monitoring equipment in the rescue area is broken.]
Yan Yongwang: …………
He remained expressionless for three seconds and then immediately lost his composure.
——I don’t know why? He intuitively felt that the damaged surveillance equipment must be related to Chao Lingxi.
==
Now, Yan Yongwang is facing several problems.
First, where did this spiritual connection come from?
Second, why did he say "I am your father" in front of him? Did he know that his parents used his information to fill in Chao Juan's identity card? If the answer is yes, does it mean that he knows that "Yan Yongwang" and "Chao Juan" are the same person?
Third, and most importantly, what has been bothering Yan Yongwang for a while is the question of whether he is his parents’ biological child?
For the first two questions, you may get the answers by sitting down and talking with Chao Lingxi face to face.
And the last question may also be answered from Chao Lingxi.
But Yan Yongwang was not very willing to go and find him.
At least not at this time.
He has been in a bad mood these days, and his mood is reflected in the fact that he basically never relaxes when he is at work. His eyebrows are stern and his tone is cold.
When Mo Mo from the secretarial department came to deliver the documents, she was stunned by the boss's cold face.
I turned around and told my colleagues not to offend the boss easily in the next two days.
Chen He knocked on the door and came in. He saw the boss looking out the window in a daze, his pupils dark. He didn't notice his approach and looked dazed.
He snapped his fingers in front of him, "What's wrong?"
Yan Yongwang finally came back to his senses. He stared at his face for a long time without saying anything. After a while, he said, "Thinking about something?"
Chen He was very patient: "What are you thinking about?"
Yan Yongwang lowered his eyes and said, "When can we find the plane my parents took when they passed away?"
Chen He frowned, hesitating for a while before saying, "We will find them." Yan Chi and his wife were on an international flight from the capital to Country Y. Halfway through the flight, they lost contact with the control tower for various reasons. The cause of the crash is unknown, and the location of the crash is unknown.
The wreckage of the fuselage has not been found yet, and the black box has not been found either.
Every year, the Yan family spends hundreds of millions of yuan on salvaging the wreckage of the fuselage. Now, three years have passed, and there is still no clue.
He looked depressed. Chen He was a little worried and said gently, "It's late now, why don't you take a rest?"
Yan Yongwang supported his forehead and nodded tiredly. From the day before yesterday when he met Chao Lingxi in the private club to now, he has been thinking about many things in his mind, and his nerves have been tense and never relaxed.
Chen He unfolded the folding bed in the office for him. This folding bed, which did not look very domineering, was purchased online one day by Chen He because he was worried that Chen He would not be able to have a good rest while working.
He also picked the largest size, which is suitable for his tall stature of 189cm.
Chen He patted the edge of the folding bed, motioning for him to sit over and have a good rest.
He opened the closet again, found a blanket, shook it, and tried to make a joke: "I have prepared my folding bed and blanket for almost a year, and they are finally put to use."
Yan Yongwang gave him a pale smile.
He lay obediently on the bed, looking at Chen He. At that moment, Chen He's heart tightened slightly. He stroked the blanket, sighed calmly, and after a moment, relaxed his expression and said lightly: "Have a good dream."
The blanket was soft and draped over his body.
There is a clock on the wall, and it is now 1:10 in the afternoon.
Chen He did not leave the office. He watched Yan Yongwang cover himself with a blanket and try to fall asleep. But he could not sleep well, his brows were tightly furrowed, his lips were pale, and his face was pale.
His boss is young and handsome, and has patience and perseverance that are unmatched by ordinary people.
At some times, he is a straight man who is very good at making people angry; and at other times, he is a very young child.
Shen He wondered, if Madam and Mr. knew that their son lived like this - would they be proud of him or would they feel sad?
They are proud that a child who just graduated from university has taken on the responsibility of such a large enterprise as Yan's and has been doing a good job in the past three years; they are also sad that their only and most beloved child is becoming more and more depressed, often having things on his mind, and even has few people to confide in.
Chen He just hopes that everything goes well for Yan Yongwang.
He hoped that he would always be happy and cheerful, just like he was when he first saw him more than ten years ago.
Yan Yongwang was only eleven years old at that time. He was a handsome and cold little boy, who was a little shorter than him. He looked up slightly and looked at him seriously. The young master was a person who didn't like to smile. He had a cold and handsome face and the beauty of a young boy. Under the love of his parents, his temper was imperceptible and gentle around those close to him. He stretched out his hand and spoke to him seriously. Although his tone was cold, his eyes were warm:
"Hello, I'm Yan Yongwang."
"Nice to meet you, nice to meet you."
At that time, Shen He was flattered and held the boy's hand, feeling the warmth in his palm.
Then, Chen He smiled happily and said to the boy who was nine years younger than him: "Hello, I am Chen He."
"It's our first meeting. I hope you like me and can get used to having me by your side in the future."
Chen He was very happy that day, because he met the friendly and gentle boss and his wife, as well as the amiable young boy. More than ten years later, he could still remember Yan Yongwang at that time. Although his expression was dull, his eyes were filled with joy. Behind him, Yan Chi was smiling gently, and Shi Xianyuan was holding Yan Chi's arm, looking at them, with a bright smile on his face.
That scene was frozen in time as the most unbearable scar in my memory.
Chen He sighed, walked forward gently, and pulled the corner of the quilt for Yan Yongwang.
He turned over, raised his arms, half covered his eyelids, and whispered tiredly: "Are you tired?"
It was Yan Yongwang who hadn’t fallen asleep yet.
"I'm not tired. Go to sleep. I'll help you look at the documents on the desk."
Yan Yongwang responded in a deep voice. He seemed to finally be able to calm down. He closed his eyes and fell into a short black dream.
…
"Hello, who are you looking for?"
"I'm here to find Yan Yongwang."
The receptionist couldn't help but look up at the man in front of her - he looked very young, but his eyes were much more mature than his appearance, his facial features were handsome, and he looked strangely familiar.
Receptionist: “Have you made an appointment?”
"……No."
"But he should know me. My name is Chao Lingxi."
"Excuse me, let me call Mr. Yan's secretary and ask," the receptionist called the landline, looking at the man in front of her while talking, "...Sister Mo Mo, someone downstairs in the company came to see Mr. Yan and said they knew him."
"My name is Chao Lingxi."
After hanging up the phone, the receptionist said to Chao Lingxi, "I'm so sorry, the secretary said she needs to verify it."
"Please wait a moment."
He nodded slowly to Lingxi. The clothes he wore were bright and beautiful, but they didn't suit him very well. Especially when his face was expressionless, he looked like a person wearing bright clothes to attend a funeral.
In short, one word: Yin.
Two words: gloomy.
Three ? characters, so sinister.
There was very little expression on his face, and when he looked at people intently, his eyes would make people feel that they were dark and cold, without any emotion. The receptionist thought that he looked good, so she looked at him a few more times, and it was these few more times that made her whole body shudder.
So he lowered his head suddenly and dared not look anymore.
I couldn't help but think: Everyone says that President Yan is an iceberg, but I think the person in front of me is the iceberg!
The front desk didn’t have to wait long. After a few minutes, Mo Mo called back personally: “The boss said to let the person go up.”
"...Oh yeah? The boss said you should remember to press the elevator button for him."
The receptionist listened to Mo Mo's instructions blankly, sent the person to the elevator with a confused look on her face, then pressed a button and sent her to Yan Yongwang's office floor.
Chao Lingxi seemed to have gotten used to modern equipment. He stood calmly in the elevator, waited until he reached his floor, and walked out slowly.
The door of the secretarial department was half open. Mo Mo couldn't help but peek in and saw a very handsome guy.
She suppressed her excitement and lowered her head to send the message:
"Handsome! Handsome! It's a handsome guy!"
All of a sudden, the entire group chat exploded. The name of this group was [General Manager Yan’s Loyal Fans], and it included all the secretaries in the secretariat department except the chief secretary.
The secretaries spoke enthusiastically: "It's really handsome!"
"It seems like he has a close relationship with the boss, otherwise why would he let him take the private elevator and then enter the office?"
"If I remember correctly, only our chief secretary and Mr. Yan have used the exclusive elevator, right?"
"Upstairs, have you forgotten Master Lin Shen?"
"Oh oh oh, right? I can't help but forget about Young Master Lin Shen..."
“…………”
After a series of comments, Mo Mo said, "I don't know why, but I always feel that this handsome guy's face is a little familiar..."
After seeing Chao Lingxi off, the receptionist was busy for a while and suddenly realized where the sense of familiarity with Chao Lingxi came from.
——Why does she feel that Chao Lingxi’s face is a bit similar to their General Yan’s?
When this thought came to her mind, the receptionist was stunned for a moment, but quickly dismissed the idea - how could it be possible? She had never heard that Mr. Yan had other relatives. What's more, when she thought about Chao Lingxi's face carefully now, she felt that it was mostly gloomy. The so-called similarity was much lighter when compared with Yan Yongwang's face.
The receptionist felt from the bottom of her heart that although Chao Lingxi and their General Yan looked similar, they had even more similar temperaments.
But the former's coldness is the kind that is almost sinister, while the latter's is simply cold and handsome, with a touch of humanity.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was right. But the more she thought about it, the more she didn't dare to think about it - Chao Lingxi's eyes were truly terrifying.
In the capital, in the middle of autumn, the receptionist was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. She took a sip of hot tea and thought to herself, I must not look at handsome guys too eagerly next time.
Front desk lady: It's really scary! I have goosebumps all over the floor!
==
When Chao Lingxi opened the door, he saw Yan Yongwang and Shen He.
The former was sitting on the edge of the bed, wrapped in a camel-colored blanket, holding a cup of hot coffee in his hand, looking at him indifferently; while the latter was sitting at the desk, writing furiously, tapping the computer keyboard from time to time - he learned the word "computer" from the female police officer in the police station.
He closed the door.
Then he met Yan Yongwang's eyes.
“…”
Silence, silence.
When he opened the door, Chen He stopped what he was doing. He looked at Yan Yongwang tentatively, and Yan Yongwang nodded at him, so he walked towards him, then closed the door neatly and went out.
Chao Lingxi looked at the two of them and saw that they understood each other very well.
With a bit of displeasure on his face, he asked, "What is your relationship with him?"
He stumbled slightly when speaking, as if he was not quite familiar with how to speak.
The intonation is a bit strange too, like someone who only knows a dialect is learning Mandarin for the first time.
Yan Yongwang took a sip of coffee and said, "He, my secretary."
"What about you, Chao Lingxi, who are you?"
Towards Lingxi: “…”
He organized his words and whispered, "I said, I am you——"
Yan Yongwang took another sip of coffee and continued, "You stayed in the Lingshi cemetery for more than ten days, and you learned the phrase 'I am your father'?"
"..." Chao Lingxi's face was blank, obviously confused by his question.
Yan Yongwang put down the coffee cup, slowly adjusted the edge of the blanket, and said softly, "Hmm? Stop talking?"
"Again? Mute?"
Towards Lingxi: “…”
He was stunned, a little embarrassed, and whispered: "Yes, at that time, I only learned that one sentence?"
“But I’ve learned a lot now…”
He waved his arm towards Lingxi, motioning him to look at his clothes, and took out a cell phone to show him, "I can use a cell phone now..."
"You still know that the sentence you said at that time was ambiguous."
Yan Yongwang looked at him in silence, not knowing what else he would say, so he waited patiently.
To Lingxi, "'I am your father' is an insult."
He gradually gained confidence, looked at his face calmly, and smiled for a moment.
Said, "I should have said, 'I am your father'."
This sentence was said with great force and seemed very, very confident.
"Right?"
After saying this, her confidence instantly disappeared and she asked for his opinion hesitantly.
Yan Yongwang: …………
The author has something to say: I don't seem to have much to say today. I just wish everyone happiness (*^▽^*)!
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