When Xing Jue returned to the manor, the sky was already dark, and robots were everywhere in the manor, but they still seemed quiet.

He took the notebook and walked in, with the corners of his lips curling into a line, seemingly unhappy.

"Hu Shuo."

"Sir?" Hu Shuo took two quick steps.

"Have you found out about the car accident?"

Hu Shuo: "The other party insisted that it was an accident. He didn't intentionally go retrograde, but his son suddenly added a house worth more than three million.

Xing Jue squinted his eyes: "Did you find out how it came?"

Hu Shuo: "I haven't found it yet, but I suspect that this matter has something to do with Lu Fengze."

Xing Jue: "Why?"

Hu Shuo: "During this period of time you were in a coma, he made a lot of small movements. The previous few times that you were in a coma were almost exposed, and there are traces of him mixing in it, but there is no direct evidence."

"You have a car accident this time, and the company has reported about your amnesia. Tomorrow you go to the company, you have to be more careful. The people above may take the opportunity to inquire."

Xing Jue nodded, "If Lu Fengze did it, what hate would I have with him, why did he want to kill me?"

"..."

This Hu Shuo really didn't know.

He usually doesn't deal with Lu Fengze, but he has never heard of Lu Fengze and his husband having a holiday.

Although sometimes there may be disagreements due to work reasons, this will not make Lu Fengze take the risk and commit murder, right?

Hu Shuo only suspected. Without evidence, he did not dare to assert that it was Lu Fengze.

"Do you remember where this notebook came from?"

Hu Shuo's innocent face: "Where do I know, I have been for a while when I suddenly saw this notebook in your hand."

He is very busy all day, okay?

Before Xing Jue's accident, he and Xing Jue rarely met except for meetings and important events.

Now to keep it secret, he was forced to take over the assistant job.

Xing Jue asked Hu Shuo to go to rest first. He took the notebook and returned to the room.

After taking a shower, Xing Jue flipped through his notebook.

What do these characters and letters mean?

And that pattern...

What does it represent?

Why does he have this notebook?

Xing Jue rubbed his eyebrows, trying to remember, but his mind went blank.

He can't remember anything.

Kang Dang——

Snapped--

The chair was kicked over by Xing Jue violently, and the notebook fell to the ground.

Xing Jue's fingertips suddenly touched the cold object in his pocket, he took out the chip, and the impatience and violence on his face slowly turned into peace.

Xing Jue's fingertips swept across the surface of the chip.

He quietly took a look at what the baby wrote... It should be nothing, right?

The baby is given to him, that is, he can watch.

Thinking about this, Xing Jue turned on his communicator and stuck the chip on it.

The virtual screen immediately flew in the air.

[Please enter password]

Xing Jue: "..."

The baby is encrypted?

Xing Jue wanted to try Chu Zheng's birthday, but he realized that he didn't know her birthday.

Xing Jue searched the Internet about Chuzheng, but unfortunately there was nothing.

Without this name, there is no related personal account, there is nothing.

In this society, who can really have no traces on the Internet?

Xing Jue felt that it was not that there was no trace of her, but that he could not find it.

After all, there is that robot next to her...

Xing Jue looked at the pop-up box of "Please enter the password", and for a while slowly entered a few numbers.

[wrong password]

Isn't it his birthday?

Xing Jue was about to give up. He just wanted to turn off the virtual screen when a thought flashed in his mind.

He enters the password again.

[22651212]

[Password is correct]

Xing Jue was taken aback, watching the screen jump.

Xing Jue frowned slowly. He didn't remember whose birthday it was, but it suddenly appeared in his mind...

Xing Jue suppressed his doubts and looked on the screen.

However, there is nothing on the screen, the content inside is empty.

"..."

She wrote nothing.

After confirming it several times, Xing Jue was disappointed to turn off the screen and put the chip away carefully.

Xing Jue lay on the bed tossing and couldn't sleep.

The password she set...

Xing Jue sat up, pulled off his hair, opened the communication page, and called Chu Zheng.

Chuzheng took a while to pick up.

The light on her side is very dark, I don't know where it is.

The girl leaned on the chair, and the dim light seemed to soften her edges and corners, not so cold.

Her eyes passed through the screen and fell on him, seeming to be looking at something.

Xing Jue was only wearing pajamas at this time, with a wide open neckline, which was a seductive picture no matter what.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

"Baby." Xing Jue whispered to her: "...Why didn't you write anything."

"what?"

"That chip..." Xing Jue quickly added: "I...I just want to see what you wrote."

"You can write it yourself."

"That's the same." Xing Jue frowned.

Chuzheng was very quiet, and it took a long time for her voice to be heard, still cold and indifferent: "As long as it is something you write up, I will do it for you."

——As long as you write on this paper, I will help you realize it, no matter what.

Xing Jue was in a daze.

The sentence that flashed in his mind just now...was she also saying it?

Xing Jue's lips opened: "Baby...I want to see you."

He missed her suddenly.

I want to hug her... I want to kiss her.

Chu Zheng looked at the other side, as if someone called her, she stood up and said: "There is something wrong, it's hanging up."

The call was caught off guard, Xing Jue was stunned, looking at the virtual screen displaying "Call Interrupted", and there was no movement for a long time.

Xing absolutely didn't know how long he had been sitting, moved his stiff body, and lay down slowly.

He lay down for a while, then pulled out Xingshuang's communication.

"Brother...why, you won't sleep in the middle of the night." Xingshuang's sleepy voice came: "You are harassment."

"22651212, whose birthday is this?"

"December 12? Isn't this yours?" Xingshuang said silently: "You don't remember your birthday... also, you have amnesia."

"My information..."

"The external information has been changed." Xingshuang yawned again and again: "I'm so sleepy, let's talk about it tomorrow."

After talking about Xingshuang, she hung up the communication.

Xing Jue: "..."

Xing Jue confirmed with the housekeeper of the Xing family. The Xing family knew his situation, and the housekeeper passed a detailed information.

None have been changed.

The birthday above is indeed 2265, December 12.

Xing Jue pursed his lips and smiled before lying back on the bed.

Not tossing about this time, I soon fell asleep.

Xing Jue hadn't had a dream since he woke up, but he didn't know how he had a dream today.

In his dream, he was wearing furry pajamas and was pressed to kiss by a girl in a dimly lit room.

That face was strange, but he felt familiar again.

"Well……"

Xing Jue felt more and more real, his dreams gradually moved away, and he opened his eyes suddenly.