Xiao Xin's expression froze, and the smile in her eyes vanished.
He took Xiao Lin's hand, looked into his eyes, and said, "Dad, Xiao He has gone to a very far place, and he may not be back for a while..."
As he said this, his throat tightened, but he still looked up and gave Xiao Lin a smile.
Fu Yan, watching from the side, immediately noticed that Xiao Xin's smile was bitter.
It spread from the outside in, reaching the depths of Fu Yan's heart.
He couldn't help but wonder, who exactly was this Xiao He...?
Are there other people in this world who look a lot like him?
Xiao Xin stood up, glanced at Fu Yan who was deep in thought beside him, and his eyes darkened. He then remembered that Fu Yan had asked him before about his relationship with He Yunzhou.
If Fu Yan really has amnesia, that's fine. But if it's fake, he might accidentally fall into Fu Yan's trap.
Xiao Xin gripped Xiao Lin's wheelchair and called out to Fu Yan, who was still in a daze, "Let's go, little dog."
When Fu Yan heard him call him that, his dark eyes flickered, and he nodded with a smile: "Mm."
Xiao Xin suddenly saw a kind of big dog-like feeling in him, just like the German Shepherd he had picked up when he was a child.
However, that German Shepherd was eventually beaten to death by debt collectors, and its remains were never found.
Thinking of this, Xiao Xin's smile faded, and she pushed Xiao Lin's wheelchair ahead.
He went to the lobby to complete the discharge procedures, during which Fu Yan helped push his wheelchair and took care of Xiao Lin.
After Xiao Xin finished the discharge procedures, she went to the second floor to give the caregiver a thank-you fee. When she came back, she saw Fu Yan sitting on a bench in the hospital lobby, grinning and chatting with Xiao Lin next to him.
At first glance, it looks quite cozy.
This scene seemed familiar, and Xiao Xin couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat, so she lowered her head and rubbed her nose.
He didn't want to think about He Yunzhou either, because every time he did, his heart felt like it was being pricked by needles, a dense, persistent pain.
Even after that, Fu Yan's face would still constantly remind him of He Yunzhou...
Xiao Xin wiped her eyes and comforted herself, saying that she would get used to it and that it was no big deal. She thought that everything would be fine once Fu Yan regained his memory.
He put his hands in his trench coat pockets and walked towards Fu Yan.
Fu Yan turned around and saw Xiao Xin, but before he could take Xiao Xin's hand, Xiao Xin's arm was grabbed by the nurse again.
Fu Yan raised an eyebrow, his eyes filled with hostility. How dare they come here?
The nurse pulled Xiao Xin to Fu Yan and asked Xiao Xin, "Brother Xin, I just remembered, isn't this the boy you used to bring to see Uncle Xiao?"
Xiao Xin looked helpless and was about to say no when the little girl slapped her forehead, pointed at Fu Yan and said, "Right, his name is He Yunzhou, right?"
The atmosphere between the three of them instantly froze.
Fu Yan's expression grew increasingly serious, but the little girl remained oblivious, still delighted that she had guessed the name correctly.
Xiao Xin opened his lips as if to say something, but Fu Yan grabbed his arm and pulled him to his side.
The little girl was taken aback when she saw the empty seat next to her. When she looked up, she realized that Xiao Xin was already standing opposite her.
She smiled at Fu Yan, whose expression was unfriendly, and said, "Handsome, your name is He Yunzhou, right?"
Fu Yan pulled Xiao Xin behind him, standing between Xiao Xin and the girl, and said coldly, "First, I am not He Yunzhou, my name is Fu Yan. Second, don't get so close to my brother in the future, understand?"
The little girl was taken aback when she saw his serious expression, and then realized that the person in front of her was indeed slightly different from the He Yunzhou in her memory.
He Yunzhou was kind and approachable, while the person in front of him had a strong presence and seemed difficult to get along with.
Thinking of this, she laughed to break the awkward silence: "Um, sorry, I didn't mean it..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Fu Yan gave her a cold glance, pushed Xiao Lin's wheelchair with one hand, and pulled Xiao Xin towards the door with the other.
The young girl was completely baffled. She scratched the back of her head and turned back to her work.
Xiao Lin didn't want to interrupt. He was startled when he saw Fu Yan's face, which had been smiling at him, suddenly turn cold. So he sat quietly without saying anything.
When they reached the hospital entrance and were going down the steps, Xiao Xin finally shook off Fu Yan's hand and went to push Xiao Lin's wheelchair.
When Fu Yan had a cold expression, he seemed like the man he was before he lost his memory. Xiao Xin suddenly began to wonder if Fu Yan's amnesia was an act...
He didn't bother to care why Fu Yan had acted that way earlier, and pushed Xiao Lin's wheelchair toward the Maybach on his own.
Xiao Xin opened the back seat, easily picked up Xiao Lin, and placed him on the back seat.
He turned his head to call Fu Yan, but Fu Yan had already gone around to the other side of the car's back door, climbed into the car, and sat in the back seat with Xiao Lin.
Xiao Lin smelled of medicine. Xiao Xin was afraid that Fu Yan would find it offensive. She had originally wanted Fu Yan to sit in the passenger seat, but now it seemed unnecessary.
He closed the door and went around to the driver's seat.
Throughout the journey, the car was so quiet that only the faint rumble of the engine could be heard.
After a moment of awkward silence, Xiao Lin suddenly remembered that Fu Yan called Xiao Xin "Brother," and asked with a smile, "Xiao Yan, how did you and Xiao Xin meet?"
Upon hearing Xiao Lin's question, Fu Yan shifted his gaze from the car window to Xiao Lin, scratched the back of his head, and gave Xiao Lin a slight smile: "Dad, you should ask Xiao Xin about this. I injured my head and don't remember anything except that Xiao Xin saved me in the alley..."
Xiao Xin scoffed. So instead of calling him "brother," he just called him Xiao Xin?
But it seems he never told Fu Yan his name, did he?
Before he could ask, Xiao Lin spoke up first: "So my Xiao Xin saved you..."
He paused for a moment, then said, "However, Xiao Yan, it's not appropriate for you to call me Dad, is it?"
Fu Yan smiled faintly: "I call Xiao Xin-ge, so can't I just call him whatever he's called, Dad?"
He then put on a pitiful expression and spoke in a soft voice, making it hard to refuse him.
Xiao Lin opened his mouth to answer, but Xiao Xin cut him off first, coldly saying, "No."
Fu Yan snorted coldly behind him: "I asked Dad, not you."
As he spoke, he moved closer to Xiao Lin, grabbed Xiao Lin's forearm, and shook it: "Right, Dad?"
Xiao Lin was amused by their back-and-forth conversation and laughed heartily. He patted Fu Yan's hand on his arm and said, "Alright, then I'll take Fu Yan as my godson. If you want to call me Dad, then call me that."
Fu Yan rested her head on Xiao Lin's shoulder and said softly, "Thank you, Dad. Dad is the best."
Xiao Lin smiled with a doting expression, while Fu Yan's cheesy display of affection gave Xiao Xin goosebumps all over his body.
Xiao Xin glanced at the two in the rearview mirror. The two were snuggling close together, making his own son seem like an outsider.
Fu Yan's face was no longer cold as it had been when he argued with the girl; he was all smiles, as if he were a completely different person.
Xiao Xin hadn't expected him to be even better at pretending than she was, and couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.
Hopefully, Fu Yan won't regret the foolish thing he did at this moment after he regains his memory...
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