Jian Jing didn't stay in the hospital for long. After visiting Ji Feng, she drove directly to Kang Mucheng's home.

Her previous guess was confirmed. She was very familiar with the Kang family. As soon as she entered the door, she knew where to put the shoes and where the toilet was. Muscle memory is deeper than brain memory.

Aunt Wang greeted her: "Jingjing, you haven't been here for a long time."

"Aunt Wang." She even called out the name of the housekeeper and smiled, "You don't look changed at all."

"Oh, you are much more lively than when you were a child." Aunt Wang said with a smile, "Mucheng called and said you are coming to dinner tonight. I specially cooked your favorite dishes. You must eat more."

Jian Jing said: "Thank you, Auntie."

Aunt Wang went to cook with a smile on her face.

Not long after, Kang Mucheng came back from work early for the first time. After chatting for a while, he asked her to go to the study to talk in detail. He looked solemn, and seemed to have a lot on his mind. He hesitated to speak several times.

On the other hand, Jian Jing, who showed more than a year of experience at this time, said calmly: "Mr. Kang, you can tell me, don't worry about me."

However, Kang Mucheng did not breathe a sigh of relief, but sighed softly: "I really don't want to tell you this."

"Why?"

"This is not a pleasant memory for you, Jingjing, you finally forgot it, I don't want you to repeat the same mistake." He said slowly, "I'm sorry that Ji Feng was injured, but this is not something you can solve. It's better to hand it over to the police."

Jian Jing was silent.

It turned out that forgetting was not because of time travel, but because she had forgotten it in the first place. But even so, her mind did not change at all.

"He won't let me go just because I forgot." She said.

Kang Mucheng said, "The police will protect you. I can apply for a protection order for you."

Jian Jing shook his head and said anxiously, "They can't protect me forever, but they can hide for a long time, until there is no one around me."

"I understand your thoughts." Kang Mucheng also gave a strong reason, "I admit that you have changed a lot this year, braver, more confident, and more resilient. But Jingjing, what happened to you is completely different from what happened to others. You have suffered great misfortune. I can't watch you return to that state again."

Jian Jing took a deep breath: "Even if I really want to know, you don't want to tell me?"

He said, "Yes, I don't want to tell you."

The air was silent for a moment.

Jian Jing pursed his lips, suppressed the anxiety and powerlessness in his heart, and took two deep breaths silently.

She didn't want to quarrel with Kang Mucheng. There was no point in arguing.

"If," she exhaled slowly, her tense face softened, "if you really don't want to tell me, I won't force you. Mr. Kang, I've told Brother Yingjie that no matter what, we won't hate you. You've been very good to me, so it's okay. If you don't want to say it, then don't say it." Kang

Mucheng had never expected to hear such words. He was slightly stunned, his mood was complicated, and an inexplicable taste lingered in his chest, unable to spit it out or swallow it down.

He felt a little uncomfortable, but was rarely able to speak.

Jian Jing, however, had recovered as usual and said, "I won't force you, nor do I want to lie to you. But you do what you want, and so will I."

"Alas." He sighed deeply, leaning back in the leather chair, his eyes slightly weary, "Jingjing, don't you believe in me anymore?"

Jian Jing asked back, "Mr. Kang, do you really understand the whole story?"

Kang Mucheng paused.

"If you understood his behavior pattern, you would not just help me upgrade the security system." Jian Jing's thoughts were clear and she narrated calmly, "You only know that something happened to me and you sent me to the hospital for treatment, but you don't know what happened, right?"

She said, "You understand me, just as I understand you. He is not an opponent you are familiar with. You can't understand what a dangerous person like him is thinking."

"Since you know he is very dangerous," Kang Mucheng frowned and spoke faster, "This is not a role that an ordinary girl like you can deal with. Why take the risk? I don't want you to get into trouble, do you understand?!"

Jian Jing asked, "Do you think that if I dodge, nothing will happen?"

Kang Mucheng said, "At least you don't have to confront him head-on."

"Don't worry, I won't fight him alone and snipe at him through the middle gate." She joked.

But Kang Mucheng's attitude did not soften, and he said simply: "You know what I mean."

Jian Jing had no choice but to say: "Mr. Kang, if the police could catch him, they would have caught him long ago. As a result, there is no clue in Liu Baofeng's case until now, and they can't catch him."

"If they can't, can you?" Kang Mucheng always encouraged her and rarely questioned her like this. It can be seen that he has no time to care about other things and is no longer as calm as usual.

"As long as he is not brought to justice, I will live in the dark. If I'm lucky, I can hide for three to five years. If I'm unlucky, who knows when he will come to me again." Jian Jing retorted, "If you want to catch him, you need me. I want to find back my forgotten memories and see his true face. This is the way to solve the problem once and for all."

Kang Mucheng was speechless.

Everyone knows that it is better to remove the firewood from under the cauldron than to stir the water to stop it from boiling. But it is easier said than done.

He took a deep breath, calmed down, and said slowly: "You have a point, but this is not an easy task for you. What you call the most correct approach does not mean the least harm." Jian Jing

insisted in silence.

"If I say that the price you have to pay," Kang Mucheng stared at her face and whispered, "is to become a demon?"

She frowned, not understanding what he meant: "Demon?"

"Saint Angel is far away. I didn't want to send you to such a far place for treatment, but you... became very dangerous at that time." Many years later, Kang Mucheng recalled the past and could still clearly feel the fear and worry, as if an invisible hand was clutching his heart, his breath was choking, and cold sweat piled up.

He finally revealed a little: "The doctor said that you were strongly hypnotized."

Jian Jing was confused: "Hypnosis?"

"This is why I don't agree with it." He said, "Once it starts, no one can protect you, whether it's me or Ji Feng, it's the same."

She thought for a while.

Hypnosis.

Yes, if it was hypnosis, it might explain a lot of questions.

"Before this happened, Mr. Kang should have known me. What kind of person am I?" She asked a completely unrelated question.

Kang Mucheng thought about it and replied, "Very quiet, a little introverted, but occasionally has amazing courage. Your parents once disapproved of your writing a book, and you had a quarrel with them, ran away from home, and took a long bus ride to Jinwu to find me."

Jian Jing was stunned.

She didn't realize how shocking her words were, but she knew.

This thing really happened in another world.

Her parents tore up the notebook in which she wrote about the white cat. She didn't say a word at the time. The next day, she ran away from home silently. But there was no Jinwu or Kang Mucheng there, so she had to go to the library and stay there until closing time.

It was dark, and there was no one in the huge library. She didn't want to go home and had nowhere to go. She felt wronged and scared, so she curled up in a chair and cried for half the night before she fell asleep in a daze.

In the middle of the night, the lights suddenly came on, and her parents' anxious calls came.

She looked at them in disbelief, but they didn't scold or hit her. They just said, "I'm glad you're okay."

Then they were busy thanking the police and the librarian who worked overtime in the middle of the night, thanking them for running around to open the door. Their words were so earnest that they almost made people cry.

The police and the librarian were all good people, and they quickly said, "You're welcome. I'm glad you found the child."

Her parents took her home and told her that her family's economic conditions were average and she might not be able to afford a private high school. The key high schools in the city had extremely high score requirements, and she was under great pressure to go to school.

"Mom and Dad can't help you, you can only work hard on your own." Ordinary parents say so.

At that time, Jian Jing still couldn't understand their bitterness, but she chose to forgive them, stopped writing about the white cat, and focused on her studies. In the next year's high school entrance examination, she got a good score and entered a key high school as she wished.

"Then what?" she couldn't help asking.

Kang Mucheng said, "I was shocked, sent you home, convinced your parents, and finally got them to sign the contract." Jian Jing

curled her lips, and her heart was filled with ripples: Ah, it turns out that the bifurcation of the two worlds started from here.

The two Jian Jings took different paths, but they are still the same person.

She pondered for a moment and said, "I understand, but I still insist."

The atmosphere that had just relaxed, like a bowstring, tightened again, buzzing.

Kang Mucheng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but swallowed it back, his lips tightly closed. He rarely spoke to her with such a serious expression, even after she committed suicide, he was not so surprised.

"You are afraid that I will become that way again, but I don't think so." Jian Jing sighed softly, "That Jingjing is dead."

Kang Mucheng's face suddenly changed: "What did you say?"

"When she committed suicide, she was already dead." Jian Jing said, "I am another Jingjing."

He frowned, looked her up and down, and tried to digest the surprise she had set. After a long time, he finally found a reasonable explanation: "You mean, personality?"

Jian Jing had no intention of explaining the real reason, and nodded happily: "You can say that."

Kang Mucheng said: "No wonder."

He knew very little about psychology, and he had only heard a little about personality, but since she had experienced hypnosis and had experienced the moment of life and death of suicide, it was normal for her mental state to change.

And he believed this statement because he had seen it with his own eyes in the past year.

She has changed a lot, but fundamentally, she is not a different person.

"No one can protect me, I will protect myself." Jian Jing said with a double entendre, "Tell me."

Kang Mucheng's attitude softened visibly, and he no longer refused sternly: "Let me think about it."

Jian Jing naturally agreed.

She had a sumptuous dinner at Kang's house, and at Kang Mucheng's strong request, she stayed at Kang's house for one night. According to Aunt Wang, the guest room was the room she had lived in before, and everything was kept as it was.

Of course, the beddings were all new. After a few years, the old ones were no longer usable.

However, the bookshelves and desks had traces of time, and the few books collected were all popular many years ago. Time seemed to have stopped.

A long-lost nostalgia rose in Jian Jing's heart. Although there were no details, it felt real.

She casually pulled out a book from the bookshelf and read it with relish.

At the same time, separated by a few walls.

Kang Mucheng was talking to his mother who came back late.

Unlike ordinary families, Kang Lei gave birth to Kang Mucheng when she was 20 years old. She had no idea how to be a mother. Sometimes she was like a sister, sometimes like a boss, and sometimes like a friend.

Kang Mucheng, who was raised casually, spent a childhood without his father, and grew up to be a son who took care of his mother instead of his father.

The same strong kind.

Therefore, their mother-son relationship is neither the common mother-loving and son-filial relationship, nor the strong mother-weak son relationship often encountered by strong women. Their status is more equal.

However, after listening to the whole story, President Kang raised his eyebrows and asked: "Jingjing wants to know about the past, and you don't want to tell her - is it worth it for you to stay up late at night and stay on the balcony in a daze?"