He couldn't possibly not know that for the past half-year he had been gone, she had suffered torment every day, every second.
And yet he still had the mood to waste time like this. It wasn't fun at all!
Her nose stung, and her eyes filled with tears.
Jiang Nan Fang could no longer hold back. Crying, she rushed forward and hugged him.
"Zhan Bei Jue, was it fun? Not coming back for so long, and then playing cat and mouse with me when you finally return. You think you're so humorous, don't you?"
"I miss you, I miss you so much! I miss you to death. Tell me quickly, you miss me too, right? You deliberately wanted to surprise me, didn't you?"
Zhan Bei Jue had been delayed at the television station for the entire afternoon, doing no substantial work. He had been pestered by the woman at the front desk for photos and questions.
Just now, she had also been so obviously interested in him. He now had a very bad impression of women in Shangcheng.
At this moment, looking at the rude and impolite Jiang Nan Fang, with tears and snot all over him, even holding his face and puckering her lips to kiss him, he felt even worse!
Although they were all beautiful and exquisite.
But didn't they understand basic human courtesy?
"What are you talking about? Who is Zhan Bei Jue? What cat and mouse game? Have you mistaken me for someone else?"
He unpleasantly pulled Jiang Nan Fang off him.
"Please have some self-respect, Miss. I have a girlfriend."
Jiang Nan Fang was stunned by his actions and expression.
He didn't seem to be joking.
These unfamiliar eyes, this impolite tone.
It was as if he truly didn't know her.
Could it be that she had mistaken him for someone else?
"You don't recognize me? Take a good look, do you really not recognize me?"
"Should I know you? Are you famous?"
Just then, the elevator arrived. Zhan Bei Jue glanced at her with a cold expression, said no more, and stepped inside.
Jiang Nan Fang, before she could finish speaking, quickly followed and blocked the elevator door.
"Are you sure, Zhan Bei Jue, you're not joking with me?"
Zhan Bei Jue reached out, pushed his sunglasses up, pressed the button for the first floor, and glanced at her.
"So, are you getting off? If not, please move aside."
"You really don't recognize me?"
"Miss, if you have a hearing problem, go to the ENT department at the hospital."
"..."
Jiang Nan Fang withdrew her foot, and the elevator door quickly closed.
Zhan Bei Jue went downstairs without any hesitation.
Watching the numbers on the display get smaller and smaller, Jiang Nan Fang still couldn't believe she had mistaken someone.
His nose, his eyes, his lips, his height, his voice – they were all so much like Zhan Bei Jue's!
Having liked him for so many years, how could she be wrong?
But Zhan Bei Jue clearly liked her too. If it really was him, why wouldn't he acknowledge her?
And when they landed at the airport today, the two children said they saw someone who looked very much like their daddy.
It must have been him.
Even the children thought he looked a lot like their daddy...
No, what was going on?
Jiang Nan Fang turned back to the two staff members.
"Excuse me, could I see the information of the man who just left?"
Thinking Jiang Nan Fang was also a fangirl wanting to pursue him, the girl who had just been rejected by Zhan Bei Jue said unhappily.
"What? You want to chase him? Let me tell you, there's no hope."
"He's already engaged. Didn't you see the ring on his finger? Besides, his information is his personal privacy. You're not from our television station, so why should we just give it to you?"
"Just because I want to buy you two a cup of coffee."
Jiang Nan Fang opened her bag, took out all the cash, and placed it in front of them.
"I'll take a photo and leave. I won't delay your time at all. Can I?"
The two girls looked down.
A thick stack of money, in various denominations.
Since no one was watching, they quickly handed the form to her.
"Hurry up, take your photo and leave."
Jiang Nan Fang stood on the steps outside the television station, looking at the form again and again.
It was entirely in Chinese, but he had answered in English, and his answers were very standard.
This indicated that he could read Chinese characters.
Then why didn't he say anything, or write anything?
His English handwriting was fluid and skilled, suggesting he used it often.
Although it was very messy, Jiang Nan Fang could recognize it as Zhan Bei Jue's handwriting.
She had discovered this when she was at Grey Electric – Zhan Bei Jue had a habit.
Similar to the lower part of the letter 'y', when writing the hook stroke, he liked to make a large sweeping curve.
This little habit was something no one else could imitate.
But she still didn't understand. If he was indeed Zhan Bei Jue, why did he write his name as Benjamin Barton, claiming to be 26 years old and from Switzerland?
What happened to him during the time he disappeared in Switzerland?
Could it be that he had amnesia?
Or perhaps, someone had forcibly implanted memories of another person, and he no longer knew he was Zhan Bei Jue?
Yes. It must be so.
After much thought, Jiang Nan Fang felt this was the only explanation for his current behavior.
Once she figured this out, she immediately had her next plan.
She called Zhou Jin Bei on the spot and asked her to come to Shangcheng to spend a few days with the children.
Since Zhan Bei Jue had left the company, Zhou Jin Bei had become Jiang Nan Fang's assistant.
She was already used to being bossed around by him, so she came when asked.
She immediately booked a flight, and by nine o'clock that evening, she appeared in Jiang Nan Fang's room.
The children were already asleep. Jiang Nan Fang told her about meeting Zhan Bei Jue today.
As expected, Zhou Jin Bei exclaimed.
"What? My second brother had such a serious accident in Switzerland? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"What would be the use of telling you?"
Jiang Nan Fang said calmly.
"Could you have found him? Or could you have shared some of my sorrow?"
Thinking about it, it made sense.
What was the use of telling her? She was just a good-for-nothing who couldn't even solve her own problems.
Zhou Jin Bei sat back.
"Since my second brother isn't dead and has returned now, why don't you quickly tell him the truth?"
"The children miss him so much. The old man misses him too. Aren't you going to have a family reunion?"
If only things were that simple.
Jiang Nan Fang took a sip of wine.
"The problem is that he's no longer the Zhan Bei Jue he used to be. His body is, but his mind and soul are not."
"During the half-year he was gone, he seems to have gone through a lot and met a girl he cherishes very much. He's very repulsed by me now."
"What? Something like this happened?"
"Didn't my second brother never have any contact with any woman other than you since he was a child? His soul belongs to you, how could he fall in love with someone else?"
Jiang Nan Fang wanted to cover her mouth with her hand because of her exclamations.
"Why can't I explain it to you? He didn't change his mind, he lost his memory, or someone implanted memories of another person."
"He accepted it passively, he didn't intentionally forget me. Our past is no longer in his mind, do you understand?"