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Wen Yongfeng stood far away, but his eyes never left his daughter.

Not to mention Wen Fei, if it weren't for the fear of Li Wugui, who was like a dog-skin plaster next to him, he would have rushed to Wen Xuan a few steps now.

Both of them also brought Wen Xuan's shocked expression to their eyes.

The moment Wen Xuan opened the notebook, she seemed to be stimulated by something, and stared at the notebook in front of her in disbelief.

A trace of worry flashed across Wen Yongfeng's face, but he had promised to hand over the matter to Yan Feiyang before, and it was really unwise for him to intervene at this time.

Wen Xuan woke up and felt like she had lost her memory. She couldn't remember anything. She didn't even know her relatives. She only remembered Yan Feiyang whom she met before.

This made Wen Yongfeng confused enough, but for the sake of Wen Xuan's emotions, he could only keep it in his heart and not say it.

Judging from Wen Xuan's current state, she seemed to have remembered something.

Wen Yongfeng's heart also hung in the air, looking at his daughter with a breath and did not dare to disturb her.

Wen Fei was restricted and could not communicate with her sister, but this did not prevent him from hearing the conversation between Yan Feiyang and Wen Xuan.

When Wen Xuan mentioned "Brother Wuque" before, Wen Fei was too excited and didn't care. Now he was feeling a little calmer. When he recalled those things, his brows became deeper and deeper.

He first heard this name from Yan Feiyang. He didn't know anyone who called this name at all, and to be honest, he was a little disdainful.

People who call this kind of name must be very arrogant, and they may have been despised a lot since childhood. Where can anyone come from in this world who are perfect?

If there is really someone called "Wei Wuque", 80% will become the target of everyone's ridicule.

Wen Wei couldn't imagine what kind of person can take on the word "no flaw" and probably can only be seen in martial arts novels.

But seeing Wen Xuan's almost crazy performance, Wen Fei also felt deeply worried.

Wen Xuan kept saying, as if Wei Wuque really existed, and she was going to find this person.

If Yan Feiyang didn't stop her, Wen Fei would lock Wen Xuan up here and not leave at all until she figured it out.

Wen Fei was also very anxious. Her head was messy, and she couldn't come up with a better idea except for simple and violent methods.

After listening for so long, Wen Fei still didn't know who this man named Wei Wuque was, and why did he fascinate his sister like this.

Although he didn't know, Yan Fei knew that whenever Wen Fei thought of this, he would feel a deep sense of frustration.

He and Wen Xuan grew up together since childhood and were the closest brother and sister. Yan Feiyang had only appeared for a day and everything became different.

What's even more bizarre is that in Wen Fei's opinion, Wen Xuan had never seen Yan Feiyang at all, but she was so familiar with him that anyone except him was dangerous in her eyes. Even his biological brother was no exception.

Looking at Wen Xuan's shocked face, Wen Fei's heart also rose to her throat.

What exactly is written in this notebook? Wen Fei knew that this was the novel written by Wen Xuan, but Wen Xuan never told him about the novel.

He was respectful to Wen Xuan. Wen Fei had never thought of taking the initiative to ask. His doubts became deeper. Not only him, but the Wen family paid great attention to him, so no one had ever seen Wen Xuan's notebook.

At least so far, only Wen Xuan and Yan Feiyang know the content in this book. Wen Fei, who became more and more confused, had to stand quietly and observe Wen Xuan's reaction silently. He hoped to get some tips from Yan Feiyang's words.

“Are you very familiar?”

Yan Feiyang suddenly spoke, interrupting everyone's thoughts in the ward. However, Yan Feiyang looked at Wen Xuan's words, and there was no change in both the tone and the voice.

Wen Xuan's eyes widened and she looked straight at the contents on the notebook.

"Why……"

Wen Xuan didn't know if she heard Yan Feiyang's words, and subconsciously murmured.

Her hands kept flipping, and she was frightened and incredible to read the contents of every page.

"You should have seen that all your experiences with Wei Wuque are on this."

Yan Feiyang said slowly.

As if he was afraid that Wen Xuan would not believe it, Yan Feiyang added another sentence and said, "You should be very familiar with the handwriting, right? After all, you wrote it out by yourself."

Wen Xuan had a hint of luck in her heart, but once Yan Feiyang said this, she could no longer deceive herself. Yan Feiyang was right, the words on this notebook were indeed exactly the same as what she wrote.

Wen Xuan also suspected when she first read it. Although it was very troublesome to forge handwriting, it did not mean that it could not be done. But the more she saw it, the more she became more shocked.

This is no longer something that can be achieved simply by imitating handwriting. She has never heard of imitating people so easily.

And even if the fonts are exactly the same, even her small writing habits are paid attention to, the book cannot be imitated.

Wen Xuan has a habit when writing things, but it is not commonly used and it is difficult to find out. This is actually her own obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Wen Xuan likes to make a small mark on the fourth page of any book. Sometimes it is a small flower, sometimes it is just a simple number.

No matter what book is, as long as it is hers, you can find something similar on the fourth page, but it is not easy to find. In fact, Wen Xuan doesn't know why she just made such marks on the fourth page.

Even Wei Wuque asked Wen Xuan what the special significance of doing this. She thought about it for a long time and couldn't answer it, so she had to say that she had long forgotten her original intention, which might just be fun.

Wen Xuan believes that this habit belongs to her and cannot be imitated by anyone. Because imitators only care whether the handwriting is exactly the same and will not read the book itself at all.

So Wen Xuan almost started looking for this small mark when she turned to the fourth page. Wen Xuan originally thought that she would finally have the chance to completely refute Yan Feiyang. But she never expected that she actually found it in the upper left corner of the fourth page.

Unlike her, the owner of this book spent four little people on the fourth page, tall and short, and looked like a family. This is something that ordinary people can't imitate, and even if he is a painter, Wen Xuan could tell at a glance that she had drawn it by herself.

Wen Xuan has always been a person who pays great attention to details. If she is hers, she will never admit her mistakes.

Wen Xuan swallowed the words that had already reached her mouth. She couldn't explain the contents in this notebook. It was obviously her handwriting and she was sure that it was written by her, but she had no impression of it.

Moreover, the owner of the book is obviously not her. Her name is Wen Lingxuan, but the owner of the book is Wen Xuan. But Yan Feiyang said that this book is hers.

Now even the balance in Wen Xuan's heart began to tilt towards Yan Feiyang. Although she had no memory, she recognized her handwriting and little habits. These were all in line, and Wen Xuan could not find any reason to explain it to herself.

Yan Feiyang could see every subtle expression on Wen Xuan's face.

He was very ups and downs at Wen Xuan's emotions. Seeing that the time was almost ripe, he took the initiative to say, "Do you believe what I say now?"

Wen Xuan was coldly heard Yan Feiyang's voice, and she realized that he was pulled back. After a brief moment of stunned silence, her eyes gradually returned to focus.

Yan Feiyang said slowly: "Do you still remember the novel I told you before?"

Wen Xuan looked at Yan Feiyang blankly without answering, only her slightly rolled eyes to remind the people around her that she was awake and conscious at this time.

Of course she remembered what Yan Feiyang said, but when she heard it, she felt it was nonsense, but instead left an impression in her heart.

Now that Yan Feiyang mentioned this matter again, Wen Xuan couldn't escape even if she wanted to. Everything was right and everything seemed to be connected.

"This is the novel. You should be most familiar with the contents in it. What you call love and experience are the contents in this novel."

Yan Feiyang said here for a moment, and then continued, "The author is you, you are Wen Xuan, and Wen Lingxuan is just the name of the heroine in your novel."

Wen Xuan didn't know if she could hear it, and she stared at the notebook in her hand in a daze.

Yan Feiyang did not give Wen Xuan time to react, but directly gave her the last blow: "Wei Wuque is just the male protagonist in the novel, a fictional character who does not exist at all. The person who created him is also you."

"But how could I..."

Wen Xuan was shocked all over, trying to refute but couldn't find a suitable reason. Moreover, she didn't dare to look up at Yan Feiyang's eyes, because she was afraid that she would lose immediately.

Although she has retreated to this point.

"You just fell in love with the characters in the novel you created yourself."

Yan Feiyang's tone was light, as if he was talking about a trivial matter that was irrelevant.

Hearing Yan Feiyang's words, the others in the ward looked at him as if they had heard some incredible jokes.

Wen Yongfeng thought he had heard it wrong and stared at Yan Feiyang intently.

Wen Fei was not much better. He glared at Yan Feiyang fiercely, feeling that he was just sensational. In his opinion, Yan Feiyang said nothing even had any shadows.

Wen Yongfeng couldn't help but feel a little lucky at this time. Fortunately, Helana fainted, otherwise if she heard the conversation between Yan Feiyang and Wen Xuan, she would definitely collapse again.

After all, Wen Xuan’s affairs are difficult for any normal adult.

"Now you are back, there is your dream over there, there are your relatives here, you are Wen Xuan."

Yan Feiyang looked at Wen Xuan calmly, and his deep eyes seemed to see her heart.

Wen Xuan didn't know whether she should believe Yan Feiyang anymore. The only reason in her brain made her unable to help but ask: "How could I do it? You said, I'm just an ordinary person..."

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