"You mean the Miss Lin who made the Qingyu case."

It was already night. In a brightly lit restaurant, Chen Fan and a middle-aged man dressed in a scholar were sitting opposite each other while drinking wine, and there was a fancy dressed sister next to him.

Chen Fan didn't know this middle-aged scholar, but just came to chat. On such an occasion, he said he wanted to invite the other party to have a pot of wine, and the other party happily agreed.

After chatting for a few words, he asked about the eldest lady of the Shou'an Hou Mansion. At first, the scholar had no impression of it, until he said that Miss Lin, who wrote the Qingyu Case, knew who he was talking about at once.

Chen Fan was excited. This was the first clue he had found in the past few days, "Yes, can you know her whereabouts?"

"You'll ask the right person. Thinking back then, when this Qingyu case appeared, its reputation shocked Liangdu. It's really hard to believe that this was written by a teenage girl..."

When the scribe mentioned the incident from that year, the look of memories appeared on his face.

Chen Fan didn't come to hear him say how sensation was back then, and asked about the most concerned thing, "What happened later?"

"Later, the news suddenly disappeared from Miss Lin. It was probably sixteen years ago, the second year after the Qingyu Case was born. I was looking forward to her having a new masterpiece, but I knew that the Yuqing Case had become a masterpiece. Since then, no new work has been heard, and even people have disappeared."

Chen Fan's eyes narrowed, "Are you missing?"

The middle-aged scholar stroked his beard under his jaw and said, "Yes, after that, no one in Liang had ever seen this Miss Lin again."

"Is something wrong with her?"

Chen Fan's face has not changed much. These days, he has not been able to find out about Lin Xiuwan. In fact, he has already had some expectations in his mind.

She probably left this world with her and returned to reality, and Lin Xiuwan in this world should be dead.

Sure enough, the middle-aged scholar said, "I asked from many sources and found out that Miss Lin had passed away, but the Marquis's Mansion did not hold a funeral and was buried quietly. No news came out. It was so jealous of the beauty..."

Chen Fan could no longer listen to the words afterwards, and his heart was a little empty. After a while, he asked, "How did she die?"

"It was said that he died after an emergency illness, but I felt it was not that simple..."

"Brother." Chen Fan stood up, "I suddenly remembered that there was something important, so I took a step first." He bowed his hand, left some money as wine, and left.

After learning about Lin Xiuwan's death, he was a little excited and didn't want to stay here anymore.

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The next morning, Chen Fan, who had already made up his mind, carried his luggage on his back. After paying the house, he was about to leave the capital of Daliang. He didn't walk far, but returned.

This time he left, he would not come here again. Suddenly he thought that there was still a place he had not been to. He couldn't help but feel moved and wanted to remember it.

At this time, it was already early April. It was drizzling last night. When I woke up in the morning, the rain had stopped. It was just that the sky was still cloudy, and the dense clouds could not see through a trace of sunshine.

The green water boards on the road are a little slippery under the rain. Pedestrians on the road are extremely careful when walking, for fear of falling if they are not careful.

Chen Fan walked slowly in an alley, which was very different from others' caution.

For more than ten years, this alley he once came to every day seems to have not changed much. There are many places that can correspond to memory and arouse many emotions.

Soon, he came to a house, stood still, and looked up at the plaque above which left traces of time, with two words written on it, K.

At this time, this should be a unique sign.

This is a secret base he bought and renovated by himself. The name is also given by him. It is the place where he usually meets Lin Xiuwan.

Here, he spent the happiest time with Lin Xiuwan.

Chen Fan recalled the days when they had just met each other. What he most looked forward to every day was to come here to meet her. Every time she met and she was about to leave, she felt reluctant to leave, as if she was in her first love.

He thought of ways to make various snacks, fried dough sticks, soy milk, rice noodles, pho noodles, fried chicken wings, etc., just so that she can reminisce about the taste on the earth and see the smile on her face...

The feeling of trying every means and devoted to making girls happy is really nostalgic.

Until that year, the Lantern Festival was also here. Under the fireworks all over the sky, he could not control the throbbing in his heart. He wanted to kiss her, but after being rejected, his mood came to an end.

Looking back now, what he said that day was really a little childish. If he said he was angry with Lin Xiuwan, it wouldn't be so. He was actually even more angry with himself, mixed with inferiority complex. He wanted to hurt himself by hurting her, probably because of this kind of indescribable emotion.

Now, Chen Fan's mood has long been very different from that before, but he can understand the mood at that time.

Later, after he was seriously ill, he spent the last few days here, and Lin Xiuwan was with him.

Thinking of her staying by her side to take care of herself, his heart became softer. Although she had all kinds of shortcomings, she was still very loyal.

So, after returning to reality, even though Lin Xiuwan lied to him again, it was really hard for him to be really angry with her.

However, Chen Fan had no way to be with her. After all, he didn't think she liked him.

Maybe it was because this experience was too incredible and left too deep an impression on her, but it wasn't like it after all, or not like it enough...

Yu Qing and Qingzhu's faces flashed through Chen Fan's mind. They are the people they cannot let down.

Scream-

When he was immersed in his memories, suddenly, the door in front of him was pushed open, and a man who was a little hunched. When he saw him, his eyes almost protruded, his feet softened, he knelt down with a plop, and shouted stammeringly, "Young Master... Young Master..."

This young master has a strong sense of familiarity.

Chen Fan looked carefully and finally recognized the person in front of him. It was Liu An.

Why did Liu An become like this?

His age is only about thirty years old, but the person standing in front of him is completely middle-aged, and he even has some white hair on his temples.

What happened to him over the years?
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