Chapter 21 Chapter Twenty

One hundred and fifteen days. In the early morning of the Hanging Garden, Cui Shan suffered from diarrhea for several days, curled up under the last pomegranate tree, the sharp dead branches almost cut his cheeks, and only saw the paper airplane hanging there. Can it fly that high?She opened it suspiciously, and found two words written on the A4 paper—— tiger This is X's answer to her: about horses, tigers, peacocks and sheep. How did the paper airplane get here?At least, it is impossible to get from the opposite tall building.Looking up at the top of the wall, was X here again last night?Isn't he afraid of being stabbed in the heart this time?

Cui Shan wrapped his white down jacket tightly, brushed his teeth and washed his face in the clay washbasin.Under the gray sky, she stood still, and a woman's face was reflected on the mirror-like water.He is still young, although his eyebrows and eyes are dark and dull, his skin is paler, his cheeks and neck are thin, his long hair hangs on his shoulders, and there are traces of crying, like a swan that has been shot. It is said that when people look in the mirror, they will automatically make up their brains and feel 30% better than their real appearance, especially at night.Continue to wash your face, the cold water irritates the skin and pores, it is better to go out and take a hot bath, even if you use three days of bread in exchange, even if you return to this prison immediately after washing.

If she can escape immediately, she also wants to go to a spa and let a Thai technician massage her body.Cut off this messy hair, even if it's short.By the way, I really want to do a manicure.Stomach growling again, is it missing Iberian ham?Xiaoyang fried?Thirteen-flavored crayfish?Little black oyster love?Salmon sashimi?Ms. Zhao's salt-baked razor clams? X's small helicopter landed beside him and brought a voice recorder. Cui Shan plugged in his earphones and heard a conversation—— "Are you Cui Shan's boyfriend?" (The voice of a strange man, mature and magnetic, makes people feel like a spring breeze, and there seems to be suspicion in the tone.)

"Ok." (Although short, there is no doubt that it is X's voice.) "I'm Police Officer Ye Xiao. I'm sorry to invite you to the Public Security Bureau. I want to know about Cui Shan's situation." "Any news about her?" "No." "Why did the police want her?" "You don't have to worry about that." "Sorry, I've been looking for her too. Officer Ye, how did you find me?" "I found the Shengshi advertising company where she worked before, and the front desk staff told me that a man had approached her recently, claiming to be Cui Shan's boyfriend, because you added WeChat to each other, so I found you. Okay , please answer the police’s question truthfully—when was the last time you saw Cui Shan?”

"This year, July." (Cui Shan is a little dizzy. When I was the craziest in July, did I meet any perverted or strange people?) "Where was she on June 22?" "Yunnan." "The police have asked about her social connections. It is said that she went to Yunnan and Tibet. I checked the information of the airline company. She flew to Dali in February this year, but there is no return record. Did you go there together?" "no." "How long have you known Cui Shan?" "Two weeks." "Ok?" "On June 21, I saw her for the first time in Lijiang."

"It's a good place for an affair, do you like clubbing?" "Officer Ye, you misunderstood. Cui Shan and I met in Baisha Town outside Lijiang City." "That is?" "There is no bar, very quiet, out of the town, there are wheat fields and wilderness. I specially went to see the murals of the Ming Dynasty. There was a big ginkgo tree in the town, and my camera captured her. Then, I followed her in the empty Deep in the ancient temple alone, until she thought she encountered a pervert, we got to know each other like this." (X really knows how to make up stories!)

"Sounds good, and good luck for you." "In a small inn in Baisha Town, Cui Shan and I lived together for ten days. We got up early every morning, walked in the fields, rode horses, went up the mountain, played with Naxi children, and watched under the ginkgo trees. The sky. On the plateau, it seems that we can touch the clouds, but sometimes it is so desolate that we can’t see anything. At night, the moonlight shines by our window, and we no longer need to watch TV or surf the Internet, and watch the candles burn out one by one, that is Sleep time." (The corners of Cui Shan's eyes twitched, and he was inexplicably moved by X.)

"Hearing what you said, I would like to stay for a few days when I have time." "In July, she disappeared without saying goodbye without warning." "Is there nothing left?" "Cui Shan only has one travel bag, and she doesn't need a mobile phone in the small town. I didn't even keep her number." "I can understand you." This is the last sentence of the recording. I wonder if the police officer believed this nonsense? A gust of autumn wind blew through the sand, and Cui Shan sat in the dark night in the hanging garden, holding the recorder tightly in his palm, full of his own body temperature.