Fairytale Shelf Life [MTL]

Ch 62

Chapter 62

Zhou Yan rewinds the news repeatedly, replays the screen over and over again to confirm, and even picks up his mobile phone to search the music festival online.

A closer, higher-definition video jumped into his eyes, proving that he was right.

The denim vest that my daughter mentioned was splashed with red ink during the day and at noon, but it was worn on her cleanly and spotlessly at the music festival at night.

Girl is lying.

She said the suit was soiled and thrown away at noon, but it wasn't; she said she went to a music festival in a dress, but it wasn't.

Zhou Yan's heartbeat accelerated sharply, and the suspicion that arose in the convenience store was revived, burning more and more intensely.

He thought of something, and immediately checked the details of the music festival.

After peeling back the cocoons and analyzing them layer by layer, I really found stronger evidence.

The venue of the music festival is clearly in the suburbs of Haishi, and it takes at least an hour and a half to drive there from the convenience store, plus the evening rush hour. If the girl left after their father and daughter met, it would have been dark by the time they arrived at the scene. But on the news, in the video, when the daughter raised the flag, she could still see a pink-blue sunset glow.

There is simply no time, unless—

as he suspected, the people in the convenience store and the music festival are fundamentally different.

If they were Zhou Yichan and Song Zhi respectively, then all the unreasonable things would be explained.

And everything in front of them also proves that they are two different people!

The guess was confirmed, Zhou Yan's heart was shocked suddenly, and he sat down on the sofa again.

However, more questions followed: Then, who exactly did he meet in the convenience store, and who did he face when he returned home tonight?

Zhou Yan began to recall everything about today with his daughter.

From the encounter in the convenience store to the conversation just now, I carefully recall every sentence and scene.

But he found that he couldn't tell who they were.

He can only be very sure: the daughter who came back tonight lied, and it was a carefully planned lie.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan suddenly grasped the key point - her daughter made up so many lies, and even changed into that dress again when she returned home.

Why is she doing this?

Of course, it was to prove to him that the person in the convenience store and the music festival were the same person. More precisely, it was to convince him that the daughter he saw, or the daughter beside him, was the "real Zhou Yichan".

An absurd guess suddenly arises: maybe the person I met in the convenience store was indeed Zhou Yichan, but the person who came back at night was Song Zhi.

His other daughter may have come to him!

When did Song Zhihui come? Exactly today?

No, if the two girls could conspire to lie tonight, they must have met earlier. Besides, the denim vest was put on the girl early in the morning. Does this mean that all the daughters he saw this morning, or in the recent period, were all Song Zhi? !

Zhou Yan suddenly remembered the recent changes in "Zhou Yichan". She went from being reserved and timid to being brave.

He thought it was love that taught people to change, but now it seems that it may not be so.

If I remember correctly, the daughter seems to have started to show many differences since their trip to London!

Zhou Yan suddenly straightened up.

He fixed his eyes on the paused picture in front of him, stared at the girl who was smiling wildly, and frantically replayed every detail of his trip to London with his daughter in his mind.

From the departure to the return, one by one, no matter how big or small, I recalled and reviewed it over and over again.

The timid girl suddenly insisted on flying alone with her friend. Even on the same flight back, she insisted on buying the ticket by herself;

The daughter who pursues art persistently, will be shaken and become interested in racing cars; she even no longer rejects Chen Yan, who brings back sad memories. Attending his birthday party, she, who has always been kind to others, would rub off with her friends in public.

British pronunciation changed to American pronunciation; suddenly good work and rest; in the self-criticism, the once elegant lowercase was jerky and immature... There is no sweetness or joy, but the dishes in the Crystal Palace are too sweet, and the abnormal action displayed when applying for the driving school.

In fact, the changes have long been engraved in the trivial details of daily life, everything can be traced, and it is not recent at all!

It's just that, in the past, he just ignored it when his daughter really grew up.

But at this moment, Zhou Yan couldn't restrain his chest from jumping wildly, and suddenly raised his eyes to look upstairs. In fact, apart from growing up, there is another possibility for these changes -

just like he once joked, it is really a different person.

If the person who accompanied me to London was another daughter, Song Zhi.

Then, all the changes are reasonable, and there is a reason for the lies he wove tonight.

From the moment he parted from his daughter in the convenience store and found that her dress had changed unexpectedly, Zhou Yan couldn't help being suspicious.

At this moment, after finding out more clues, he finally couldn't hold back.

The man suddenly got up, rushed upstairs three steps at a time, and rushed to the door of his daughter's room.

He didn't want to guess anymore, he wanted to make a final confirmation with her.

Eighteen years later, the other daughter whom I have been thinking about day and night is likely to be here, just across the door.

Zhou Yan didn't want to wait any longer, he wanted an answer immediately.

Hands hanging in the air, almost about to knock on the door. But it was interrupted by a faint smile inside.

The girl seemed to be on the phone, with a sweet tone of voice.

The daughter's brave, light, and happy face recently came to mind instantly, which made Zhou Yan's impulse suddenly cool down.

No matter whether the two girls are exchanged or not, the current daughter is always intoxicated and enjoying the current state.

Do you really want to knock on the door and tear everything apart?

What if the daughter doesn't admit it? What if she admits it, but doesn't know that he is the father? What if, everything is simply conjecture?

No, in fact, he can also confirm it through other methods.

Zhou Yan decided to withdraw his hand, turned around suddenly, and walked into the study quickly.

Although it has been a while since the trip to London, it is not impossible to investigate at all. He made many phone calls to confirm, and then began to wait patiently and anxiously.

Every few minutes, the man would raise his wrist to check the time, and the night suddenly became extraordinarily long.

Zhou Yan was restless, and unknowingly started pacing in the room; after a while, worried that the movement would disturb his daughter's rest, he turned and pushed open the balcony door.

The faint red sparks were in the dark, clearly sleeping soundly, burning intermittently all night.

Finally, when the first ray of white light appeared in the sky, the mobile phone in the man's hand vibrated slightly.

Zhou Yan's hands trembled slightly, thin smoke slipped from his fingertips, and the burning pain grazed the back of his hands. But he couldn't care less about the pain, so he couldn't wait to turn on the phone screen.

The man's eyes were fixed on it, not for a moment, but for a long time.

"The passenger: Song Zhi"

and "The occupant: Song Zhi"

among the dense information, Zhou Yan only focused on the word "Song Zhi".

He didn't blink, his eyes were burning like fire, burning until his eyes were dry, and he didn't lower his hand holding the phone tightly until his heart was filled with ecstasy. In an instant, he lifted it up again, and lowered his eyes to look again.

Over and over again, "Song Zhi" on the screen never changed.

The truth has finally been completely settled. The daughter who has been by his side all this time is really Song Zhi!

It turns out, it turns out!

Their father and daughter met each other a long time ago.

Zhou Yan was wrapped up in more intriguing and complicated emotions than knowing that his daughter had applied for the T University School of Mechanical Engineering. He was mixed with embarrassment, emotion, and joy.

Sheng Lie's ecstasy swept across, and left behind even bigger, deeper, and more doubts and perplexities.

But why?

Zhou Yan really didn't understand why Song Zhi came to him pretending to be Zhou Yichan at that time? Did she know that he was her father? And what about the real Xiao Chan, where did she go?

The girl he saw with Song Yumo a few days ago should be Xiaochan, right? Song Zhi came to him, and Xiao Chan went to her mother, so the two girls knew they were sisters before they switched identities?

But why, why would they do it?

Countless new questions flooded the man again. He solved the riddles, but caused a tsunami that was even more difficult to calm down.

At the moment when the answer was confirmed, the urge to verify it with her daughter was revived again.

It is undoubtedly the most efficient and efficient way to ask Song Zhi. No one knows the ins and outs of all this better than the person concerned. Zhou Yan has pursued rationality and efficiency all his life, but at this moment, he hesitated.

Because he suddenly remembered Song Yumo's sentence, "I told her, she doesn't have a father anymore."

He thought that Song Zhi should not know that he was her father. Otherwise, why did she bother to pretend to be Zhou Yichan? Unless the daughter doesn't want to recognize him at all, but if that's the case, why should she stay by her side?

When he suddenly heard about Song Zhi, Zhou Yan couldn't wait to see her; however, after learning that his daughter had actually been by his side all along, he fell into conflict again.

He is generally timid and nervous, and will unconsciously speculate on his daughter's attitude.

The man propped his hands on the balcony vigorously, and every scene of getting along with Song Zhi in the past flashed back, and was endowed with more complex and profound meanings.

Want to ask her, but afraid to ask her.

What exactly did his daughter go through to make this decision? Does she know that the man in front of her is really her father?

Zhou Yan finally couldn't sit still and waited to die, he suddenly walked downstairs and drove into the night.

The whole thing was so outlandish, beyond his experience, that he needed an ally to sort it out.

And that person is naturally their daughter's mother, Song Yumo.

Song Zhi came to his father, Zhou Yichan also went to his mother, Song Yumo should have the right to know about this matter.

Two or three o'clock in the morning, it's late at night, it's really not a good time to talk.

But Zhou Yan couldn't wait any longer, those confusions, surprises and struggles, and the constant yelling tore his nerves, making him have to find an exit immediately.

After galloping all the way downstairs to the hotel, he tried to call Song Yumo's cell phone.

Sure enough, the ex-wife, who used to stay up late, got connected soon.

"Zhou Yan?" The woman's voice was confused but sober, "What's the matter at this time?"

Zhou Yan cut to the point: "I'm in a hurry, I'm at the convenience store opposite the hotel, can you come downstairs and talk to me?"

On the other end, Song Yumo Suddenly startled.

It was a rather abrupt invitation, but she was silent for a moment, but she responded: "Okay."

Five minutes later, the two sat side by side behind the floor-to-ceiling glass.

The street was silent and there were no pedestrians. They looked at the desolate streetlights tacitly, and were silent with each other.

For a moment, Zhou Yan looked sideways and dropped a blockbuster directly.

"Do you know about the two daughters switching identities?" he asked.

There was a thunder on the ground, and there was no time for anyone to react.

Song Yumo was stunned for a moment, and asked almost instinctively, "You know?"

She was indeed a little surprised, but not many.

In fact, she had expected this moment when she decided to tell Zhou Yan that Song Zhi had reported to the School of Mechanics of T University. The more she knows Zhou Yan, he will definitely not be able to resist investigating. With his keenness, it will be a matter of time before he discovers the truth.

It's just that in just a few days, he has dug out everything, which is really surprising.

However, the man's reaction was not as pleasant as she expected.

"What do you mean?" He stared at her in astonishment and disbelief, "So you already knew, didn't you?"

Song Yumo looked back at Zhou Yan calmly.

Instead of answering the man's question, she said, "You should be very happy. When you wanted to see Song Zhi, you found that she had already gone to your side." "Song

Yumo! What are you talking about?"

Zhou Yan's face changed suddenly, and his sullen look was very similar to the day they had a divorce quarrel.

He angrily accused her: "You already knew they were swapping, but you have been conniving. Even when I asked to see Song Zhi, you just told me that she had filled in the Mechanical Engineering Department of T University instead of telling me the truth."

"Song Yumo, what do you want to do?" the man asked angrily.

At three o'clock in the morning, the man hurried downstairs to the hotel. She thought he just wanted a definite answer, and she just wanted to know more about the inside story out of joy.

She never expected to be so angry.

Song Yumo was also furious for a moment, and asked angrily, "What do I want to do? Do you think I asked Song Zhi to do this?" "Oh." She snorted coldly, and said sarcastically, "Zhou

Yan , is an exchange proposed by Yichan, before you criticize me, you should introspect yourself first!"

Zhou Yan was startled suddenly, the anger froze on his face, then dissipated, and finally turned into surprise.

He was silent for a long time before saying: "Sorry, I lost control of my emotions." After a slight pause, he asked again as if confirming: "You said, it was Xiaochan who offered the exchange, right?" Song Yumo turned his eyes away and answered by

default .

After a while, Zhou Yan asked again: "Did she say why?"

Song Yumo said softly, "What do you think? Zhou Yan, I am not a qualified mother, and you may not be a perfect father.

" A longer silence.

But this time, instead of Song Yumo bombing him, she told him: "Zhou Yan, you came here in such a hurry, you just wanted to prove it. Then let me tell you—" The woman said frankly: "They exchanged after the college entrance examination, Song

Zhi I didn't know that you were her father, and Zhou Yichan didn't know that I was her mother. Since you just accused me of knowing and not acting so righteously, now I will give you this opportunity to be honest." "Zhou

Yan , You are so rational and great, you can ask your two daughters the rest of the inside story."

Song Yumo stood up and finally said, "I also want to know how the daughters will treat their parents after knowing the truth."

The woman left after speaking, leaving Zhou Yan sitting alone.

He watched his ex-wife's back, and suddenly called out to her: "Yu Mo."

Song Yumo stopped, but didn't look back.

Zhou Yan asked: "Xiaochan, does she like you? Are you getting along happily?"

The woman only looked back at him at this moment.

"Perhaps," she replied, and faded into the night.

And Zhou Yan sat alone in the convenience store for a long time, lowering his eyes, the emotions in his eyes changed repeatedly, not knowing what he was thinking.

He didn't drive back until twilight.

When I got home, it was dawn.

Zhou Yan opened the door and saw his daughter standing in the middle of the room.

The four eyes met, and there was no sound from all around.

Seeing him coming out, the girl showed doubts: "Father—"

With just one sound, Zhou Yan's heartstrings broke as if he had been hit hard, and he strode over to hold his daughter tightly in his arms.

From London to Haishi, Song Zhi called him "Dad" every day for two whole months. However, she didn't know that he was really her father. She could have been aboveboard, as it should be.

For so long, what kind of mood did she have when she stayed by his side? These days, does she like or hate Zhou Yan?

Zhou Yanru hugged some dilution treasure, Fan Fan was also cautious.

He thought of the day when his daughter fell ill in London, and it was "mother" she whispered affectionately; at the same time, he thought of her cooking herself and giving him a trophy. That night, she said, "I need Dad very much."

At that time, he didn't understand the meaning, and thought that the girl had encountered some kind of problem.

Thinking about it now, it feels like sour needles pricking the heart, densely astringent pain.

He suddenly felt that at this second, those questions and puzzles were no longer important, and the only important thing was Song Zhi.

No matter how his daughter came to him, no matter what mood she was in, no matter whether she liked him or not.

But at least he finally saw her.

Song Zhi was suddenly embraced by his father, and asked in a daze, "Dad, what's the matter?"

Zhou Yan hugged his daughter even tighter and smiled with mixed feelings.

"Daddy misses you," he said.