Chapter 6 Chapter Six

Xuan Lingxiao stared at me and said, "Are you a detective?" "I'm not, but I have the qualities of a detective." I pulled up a chair and sat across from Xuan Lingxiao. He looked at me and sniffed as if he didn't care. This action revealed that he had a lot of feelings for me. strong resistance. "Tell me, what are the qualities of a detective?" He continued to look at me cynically. "Everyone thinks that the detective's intuition is right, but that's not the case. Detectives are just more delicate and sensitive than ordinary people, and they pay more attention to the use of details. The huge truth is often hidden behind some small details. I wrote Suspense novels, so my insight ability is stronger than that of ordinary people."

He said in a low and disdainful voice: "Conceit." I got up to make a pot of coffee. I didn't mind his lack of gentlemanly demeanor. I smiled and saw him busy, and said slowly: "For example, now, although you seem to be You're making coffee, but you're giving yourself some time, you don't have to face me, and you can make up a lie or something to put me off, right?" He put a cup heavily in front of me, sighed, and looked at me with deep eyes: "Sure enough, she is a smart woman." I looked at him straight, without using any strength in my gaze, which was light and warm with expectation. I wanted him to gradually relax his vigilance and resistance to me.

We looked at the coffee pot silently, it was turned on, and the rich aroma wafted out. He poured two cups of coffee and looked at me with a bit of desolate vicissitudes. My heart gradually softened: "I know your tranquility is a performance, at least for now, Gu Fuli is dead, and my intuition tells me that he did not commit suicide." He glared at me: "Don't pretend to be smart, okay?" Seeing the impatience on his face, I said the director's words again, and he listened carefully, with his gaze always on the rim of the glass. I guess because of being scolded by you, he was in a bad mood. He called me on the show because he was in a desperate state of mind. Unfortunately, he was so excited that he was incoherent in the end. A person with a desperate mentality will not commit suicide before he has time to completely sink his boat, because he is unwilling, this is my opinion.

Xuan Lingxiao's face was green and hard, he glanced at me quickly, lowered his eyelids, lit a cigarette, and after a while, he looked at me squarely, and said slowly and firmly: "Actually, there is no need to hide from you, I'm sorry Women aren't interested." I smiled at him, as if what he told me was no secret, and I wouldn't make a fuss about it, thanking a person who asked for directions and got the right answer. "Aren't you surprised?" He was slightly curious. "All existence is reasonable, what Sartre said, there is nothing strange about it. I am telling the truth, there must always be some mavericks in this world to be lively, not to mention that not loving women may not be his special performance art, he Maybe he will be ashamed because he is different, he just has nothing to do with the nerve in his head that is slightly different from ordinary people, and even he suffers from it, but he is just helpless, just like a person who is born allergic to chili , forcing him to eat chili is a crime.”

As long as it doesn't hurt others, all special things should be understood with tolerance. He smiled wryly: "I don't have to say thank you to you, do I?" I laughed a little, knowing that the door of his heart that had been closed all the time had relaxed a little. He took a cigarette from him, lit it, squinted at him and smiled. Someone peeked in at the door, Xuan Lingxiao looked at his watch lazily, and said, "The business hasn't started yet." The man gave him a wooden look, turned around and walked away like a person who only found out he had gone to the wrong door by looking around.

Xuan Lingxiao spread his hands: "What do you want to know after looking for me over and over again?" "I want to know a lot, such as what you know about your neighbors, why Gu Fuli keeps looking for you, and why he called me, it must not be because I said something that made him get reprimanded by you, if Gu Fuli Fuli didn't commit suicide, so would the person who killed him have something to do with you? Of course, I already know the relationship between you and your cousin, so I don't need to know too much. " Xuan Lingxiao is a thorough and sensitive person, so I simply told him frankly.

He looked at me steadily, as if gathering strength to tell the truth, I pursed my lips and watched him smile. He said: "Well, let me try to turn the clock back to 9 years ago..." 9 years ago, 23-year-old Xuan Lingxiao caused a lot of trouble because of his sexual orientation. He was persuaded to leave by a university in Beijing after receiving his graduation certificate in half a year. When he returned to Qingdao, he had no luggage, only a handsome The little boy followed behind. As soon as I entered the door, my mother asked, "Why did you come back before the holiday?"

Xuan Lingxiao said indifferently: "Why do you have to be on vacation before you can go home?" Then he waved to the little boy behind him and said: "My mother." Then he said to his mother: "My friend." Seeing his unhappy face, his mother didn't ask any further questions, knowing that Xuan Lingxiao had been stubborn since he was a child, if he didn't want to talk, it would be useless to ask Potian. At noon that day, the mother cooked a lot of dishes for the son and his friends. After eating, they went back to the room, and the door was closed. In the afternoon, before the mother went out to buy vegetables, she knocked on the son's door and asked, "What's the matter?" How long do you plan to stay when you come back next time?"

"I won't go back." Xuan Lingxiao threw a sentence through the door, and her mother was stunned. She opened the door and walked in. Seeing her son lying on the bed with his friends and flipping through magazines, she asked, "I haven't graduated yet, why don't I gone back?" Xuan Lingxiao looked at his mother fixedly, and after a while, he whispered, "I've dropped out of school." The mother was startled, and asked in a panic: "Why did you drop out of school? Let your father know, why not beat you to death?" "If you beat me to death, I won't go back." At that time, Xuan Lingxiao was full of blood, didn't he just didn't get the graduation certificate, what's the big deal, there are too many people who don't have a college graduation certificate, and I haven't seen him yet. they die.

The mother started to cry and frantically called the father. Soon, the father came back, his face was livid, and he rushed into the house like a gust of wind, slapped Xuan Lingxiao twice, and then picked up the little boy who was hiding behind Xuan Lingxiao with low eyebrows, angrily Throwing it out the door in a rush, and closing the door with a bang. Xuan Lingxiao didn't resist or justify, just picked up the suitcase that he had packed long ago and went out. Behind the door, the mother cried earth-shatteringly. After receiving the mother's call, the father immediately dialed the number of Xuan Lingxiao School, and was informed of the news that was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

He didn't let his mother go out to find Xuan Lingxiao, telling him to die, he would die early and clean up early. During that time, Xuan Lingxiao and his little boy lived in a small hotel in the suburbs, living in poverty but happily. They didn't try to go out to work until they ran out of money. He worked as a water delivery worker, as a security guard and as a salesman. His mother went to him and always secretly gave him money. Method. Later, the little boy left. His father came from Nanjing, beat up Xuan Lingxiao, and took away his son. Xuan Lingxiao had gone to Nanjing to look for him. After he came out, he stood far away He stood with his head down, the moonlight shining on his face at night, it was infinitely bleak. They just watched from a distance, and no one took a step forward across the busy road. Half an hour later, the little boy turned around and went to a canteen to make a public phone call. Then, Xuan Lingxiao received a message on his Chinese character pager, which was sent to him by the boy. He asked him to forgive him. After returning from Nanjing, his father He died of a heart attack in a fit of rage, and now he is left with his heartbroken mother, the one and only family member he doesn't want to lose again. He sighed, turned around, and left. After returning from Nanjing, Xuan Lingxiao went straight home and locked himself in the room. A few days later, he came out disheveled and said: I will not let you down again. The mother cried so hard, the tears rolled down, and the father looked at him hard and silent, and said nothing. During that time, he was working in his father's company, under the instigation of his parents, he had two long-term love affairs, and broke the hearts of the two girls with indifference and alienation. Arguing with the father, in order to correct the son's sexual orientation, they wished they could wash the girl and send him to bed. However, it still doesn't work. Xuan Lingxiao was tired of being fruitless expectations and endless quarrels. He left his father's company and moved out of the house. When his mother couldn't bear to go to find her son, she was told time and time again that he had moved and took out her private money. Bought him a house, which is 2207. Not long after he moved to 2207, he met Gu Fuli. He always felt that people with sexual orientation problems have an aura. From the first time he saw Gu Fuli, he felt that this man was the same as himself. His soft eyes seemed to tell him that there were infinite possibilities. The fact is that it is. They really have a story. Gu Fuli is attached to him like a little girl with a clean heart, but he is getting tired of him gradually. Gu Fuli hasn't read much and is too pale. Just like all love is not only satisfying the needs of the body, he also needs the collision of the soul However, Gu Fuli did not have such an equivalent power that could collide with his soul. He always felt that throwing a word of his was like a ball thrown high, but the welcome from Gu Fuli was much shorter. Every step, he always felt empty, which made him very depressed. About a year later, his mother discovered his secret, she gave Gu Fuli money, begged Gu Fuli to leave her son, and that was the first time Xuan Lingxiao wanted his mother to win. It's a pity that Gu Fuli was devoted to his feelings. He gave him all the money his mother gave him, and poured out his heart to him whenever he had the opportunity. He snubbed him, scolded him, and stimulated him in various ways. Gu Fuli's feelings for him were always like a tumbler refusing to fall. He had no choice but to think of the most brutal way to stimulate him. He tried to be nice to the woman, took the woman home, deliberately let Gu Fuli see. Gu Fuli always looked quietly at him taking women past him calmly, so hurt, but never resisted, still tender, told him that he knew that Xuan Lingxiao and those women were just trying to correct his sexual orientation , They are all tools to be used, he doesn't mind. Xuan Lingxiao was almost driven mad by his pestering. Speaking of this, Xuan Lingxiao looked at me and said, "Later, I met Xu Zhilan." My eyes jumped twice, and my heart tensed up: "How did you know her?" Xuan Lingxiao breathed out: "It doesn't matter how we met, the important thing is that I decided to be with her wholeheartedly. Once, I was with her and my mother saw her. She cried with joy and pulled Zhilan I must give her the ring on her hand. Later, when my mother found out that she had a wedding ring on her hand, she was stunned, as if she suddenly understood what was going on, and said that she didn't mind Zhilan's background, as long as it was What I love is what she loves, I know, even if Zhilan is a prostitute, my mother won't mind, as long as I fall in love with a woman, my mother doesn't know that I'm just using Zhilan to get rid of Gu Fuli, I don't love her, she She doesn't love me either, she's just a lonely woman." "Does your cousin know that you and Zhilan are close?" I interrupted him. He glanced at me, then went to look at the ceiling, and after a long time, he said, "Let's stop here today." "Don't you know that your cousin and Zhilan are best friends?" I don't want to give up like this, because if Ruan Jinji knew that Zhilan and Xuan Lingxiao were good, then she must have lied to me. There must be a conspiracy in the investigation of Zhilan's death, because she insisted that Zhilan had no affair, but was framed by Ding Chaoyang who had an affair. Xuan Lingxiao got up to tidy up the drum kit on the small stage, I stood behind him, his back seemed so silent. He said you go. I didn't move. I know he is using the gesture of tidying up the drum kit to imply that I should go, and he doesn't want to say anything, but I don't want to just give up. "Although I don't love women, I'm still a man. Men don't talk so badly. Besides, I don't love her. I guess Zhilan didn't tell her that secret love because of loneliness is not such a glorious thing." He still Said with his back to me. "So, the child in Zhilan's belly is yours?" I asked suddenly. He turned around suddenly and looked at me in a daze: "What did you say?" "Zhilan was pregnant before she disappeared, but I am very sure that the child is not her husband's." Xuan Lingxiao said in a low voice, "My God."After standing with her head down for a long time, she said, "She didn't tell me." "Then, your friendship with Zhilan didn't provoke Gu Fuli to leave you, did it?" Xuan Lingxiao seemed to be in a mess, so I tried to soften my tone so as not to annoy him. "You really want to know?" I looked at him, eyes wide open, and didn't speak. "Well, I didn't expect Gu Fuli to become angry. One night, he came to me and said that Zhilan was not worthy of my love. I ignored him. I didn't know until later that he knocked on the door of Zhilan's house. She was underestimated by Zhilan, and Zhilan drove him away. He told Zhilan that he knew everything about her and me. Zhilan was very scared. She was just a little lonely and didn't want a divorce. I was scared, coerced her to have sex with her, and took a photo of the two together, warning her that if she was with me again, she would send the photo to her husband. Since then, Zhilan has never Contacted me, and after Gu Fuli showed me the photos, he just wanted to prove that Zhilan is a slutty woman who can do her best, and she has no real feelings for me. Afterwards, I called Zhilan I got on the phone and apologized to her. She didn't condemn me, but just asked me why I did this. What else can I say except I'm sorry and please forgive me? She sighed and said nothing. I broke up with him completely, but he still often knocked on my door. In the middle of the night, he stood pitifully at my door. To be honest, I feel sorry for Zhilan. I hurt her. Sometimes, I think , Her disappearance may have something to do with those photos. She is a very timid person, and she must not be able to stand being held in the grip of others to live in fear, so she simply ran away from home. I often suffer from insomnia. In the middle of the night, I always feel that I can hear her faint crying. In addition, Gu Fuli always came to me unwillingly, so I simply moved away. He sat on the edge of the small stage, with his fingers in his hair, A face full of remorse: If I knew this would happen, I would rather not have known her, I am her disaster." I put my hand on his shoulder as silent comfort. "What Gu Fuli did to Zhilan, you should have reported it." "Me?" He stared at me with wide eyes: "Do you think it's an honor for Zhilan and me to be exposed after reporting the crime?" I'm speechless. We sat on the edge of the small stage for a while, and I looked sideways at his shadowed face: "Who is that person who wants Gufley to die?" "Me." He answered simply and neatly. "You were at the bar the night he died." I looked at him. "Not everyone who wants to kill someone needs to do it himself, can I hire a murderer?" He smiled coldly, showing his white and neat teeth. "No way?" I wasn't in the mood to joke with him, I just wanted to know if the despicable woman that Gu Fuli scolded on the phone at the end was targeting me. After coming out of the bar, I wandered to the beauty salon to find Ruan Jinji. The store door was wide open, and Ruan Jinji stood in the store angrily with her hips crossed, looking like she had nothing to show for it. When she saw me, she finally managed to smile and said, "A thief broke into my store." .” "Really?" I looked at the store, and it seemed that everything was there, Ruan Jinji said, "I didn't steal this, but stole my office." In addition to the lobby and the beauty salon, Ruan Jinji also has her own office. When she is free, she stays in it to read magazines and play games online. The window of the office is open facing the street, and the windows and the sidewalk are separated by a well-built winter tree, which is lush and green. The thief stepped over the winter tree and came in through the window. Ruan Jinji scolded the waiter for not having long ears, and dragged me into it. The office, the laptop on the table, and the small LCD TV on the wall were all stolen. Apparently, the thief had also tried to move the small safe. Ruan Jinji was angry and said: "I was still in the store, but I was stolen. This thief is so fucking bold." Seeing that I was staring in confusion, I said: "The night before yesterday, I suddenly felt a little tired, so I told the waiter not to call me if I had nothing to do, and if someone came to me, I said I was out, so I closed the door and slept for a while. When I woke up, my laptop and small LCD TV were gone.” I joked, "Fortunately, no one stole you." Ruan Jinji was obviously very dissatisfied with my joke, she cut it and said, "Sex maniac." I laughed for a while and asked, "Have you reported the crime yet?" She raised her eyebrows: "What's the case? There is no difference between reporting and not reporting. It must be just waiting for a note. You still expect the police uncle to help me find the stolen things? Such a waste of money does not hurt people." There are too many, those criminal cases alone are enough for the police uncle to be busy, they don't have time to lock me up, and I don't bother to chat with them." He said, took the handbag, and took out a pack of cigarettes.One burned. "Where did you steal your notebook? If you didn't steal your handbag, you would be Amitabha." Ruan Jinji has a habit of carrying all the cash on her back. She always thinks that there is nothing closer and more reliable than money in this world, because men can't Faith and love are even more untrustworthy things. As for the safe, it is only a tool for psychological comfort, and it is also unreliable. Her safe is used as a filing cabinet. Ruan Jinji's eyes fell on the handbag, and said: "Yes, what a stupid thief, why didn't you steal my handbag?" She picked it up and shook it in front of my eyes: "Does that stupid thief think that my bag is like those who buy it?" It’s like a housewife’s bag, in addition to the tissue, it’s a lipstick key or something?” "Which housewife wears an LV handbag to go grocery shopping?" I retorted at her. But she took it seriously: "No, no, I must change it. The thief's aesthetic is the most accurate. It must look like a worthless thing." Saying that, she began to throw things out. "Are you out of breath?" I snatched her bag, she seemed to be stunned for a moment, and murmured: "I may be out of breath, since I opened my eyes and saw the thief stole the notebook right under my nose." I was dumbfounded." "What time did you lose it?" I poured her a glass of water. "I woke up and saw that the notebook was gone. I thought it was some unknown waiter who took it outside to play while I was asleep, so I yelled a few times, but no one answered me. I was a little scared. I looked at the watch, it was already 12 o'clock, they came home from get off work, and there was no one in the store. Then I saw that the window was wide open. Then I realized that it might have been stolen. I came to work the next day. I scolded them." "Forget it, let's treat it as a bankruptcy and avoid disaster." "That's all I can think of. By the way, I have introduced a lot of new products here. Let them give you a beauty treatment." She pushed me to a waiter: "Starting today, you will give my friend a beauty treatment once a week, free of charge." Then, she said to me: "You are naturally beautiful, and your skin is so good. Come to my shop, and I will tell them that you are my regular customer, and you should be a living sign for me. Hee hee, your advantage is that you can do maintenance whenever you want, and let you do maintenance if you don’t want to. The little girl will wash your face or hair for you." Ruan Jinji couldn't help but push me onto the beauty bed and left, as if she had forgotten about the unpleasantness of being stolen, and planned to concentrate on running the business. Maybe it was because of being scolded by Ruan Jinji, the little girl who nursed me pouted and pressed my face gently, I smiled and said: "She is just such a person, she can say whatever she thinks. , forget it after you say it, it’s not really aimed at you.” The little girl sniffed: "What are you scolding us for? It's in her own room, and she can't hear it even when she's present. Could it be that we can hear it through a door? Really." The little girl and I chatted for a while, and we learned that her name is Xiao Yezi, and she is from Jiaozhou, only 40 kilometers away from Qingdao. She is here with Ruan Jinji, and she doesn’t plan to do it for a long time. She just graduated from a vocational school and majored in cosmetology. In Ruan Jinji's place, she found out the way of the industry and opened her own shop. As she was talking, she seemed to realize that she was talking too much, and she shouldn't have confessed to me. After all, I am Ruan Jinji's friend. If Ruan Jinji knew that she was just here to steal a teacher for an internship, she would definitely not have good results. Hands and feet Then he became gentle, and whispered, "Don't let Manager Ruan know what I said just now." I smiled, hummed with my nose, and said, "Don't worry, heh, thank you for your trust in me. Your manager Ruan still has a good heart." Xiao Ye Zi pouted: "She's amazing, you didn't hear how cruel she swears." "Really, I can't see it, does she often scold you?" I suddenly felt that my gossip was ridiculous and a bit dark. "It's not about scolding us. It's a bit tough for us, but she doesn't scold people. Sometimes she will scold people on the phone, which is fierce." I let out an oh, and didn't continue to ask, for fear that Xiao Yezi would be regarded as a hypocritical villain who is full of honey and swords to his friends. Her fingers gently slid across my face, and soon I fell asleep, and when I woke up, it was almost dusk, Ruan Jinji was standing with her arms crossed, looking straight at me and smiling, I was taken aback and sat up suddenly: "God, I'm not a handsome guy, you don't have to look at me so salivatingly?" With a teasing gesture, she sneered, "What's wrong with you? I want to see how long you can sleep this time." I looked at the time on my phone, and rolled off the beauty bed: "Oh my God, I have to prepare for the evening show quickly." Ruan Jinji crossed her arms, deliberately swayed and followed behind me: "When will you come next time?" I ran down the street and shouted, "Wait until I have time." Time passed day by day, and at night, I often looked at Ding Chaoyang in a daze, thinking that he was a bit pitiful, destined not to be a father, and the worst thing was, he had to bite the humiliating lie that fit Zhilan, admitting that she was pregnant with his own child . He only knew that he was not the father of the child, but he didn't know where the child came from. This kind of compassion for him from the bottom of my heart made me feel that he was so weak. I almost completely gave up Ruan Jinji's suspicion. Maybe Zhilan only wanted to give birth to that child because she had never been pregnant. She really wanted to have a child. No, it was not intended to humiliate him.And she really couldn't bear to face Gu Fuli's face every time she went in and out, and couldn't bear the torment of fearing that the truth would be exposed every day, so it was not impossible for her to simply leave. When Ding Zhaoyang was not at home, I opened the locked door time and time again to see her past existence, charming and luxurious clothes, and furniture of fine workmanship and high quality. Everything spoke of her. Unlimited love for life. I once found their marriage certificate in the drawer of her dressing table. She was so happily nestled against Ding Zhaoyang's chest, with warm tenderness in her eyes. The evil spirit pendant that Ding Chaoyang placed in this room has already been covered with a thin layer of dust. He hasn't been in this room for a long time, so many memories, so many traces, it hurts, no one wants to face it, right? One night, when I came back from the show, Ding Chaoyang looked at me anxiously: "Little Pea, have you been to the room next door?" I felt guilty for a moment, and quickly calmed down: "No, what am I going to do next door?" He said oh.I carefully looked at the expression on my face and asked, "Why do you ask that suddenly?" nothing.He waved his hand, hugged me again, and said, "I hope you don't get curious about it, it will make you feel bad." "Understood, I would be so stupid? Go and make yourself uncomfortable." I guessed that I accidentally left some traces when I went to the next door, and Ding Chaoyang finally found out. He didn't know that I secretly assigned the key to the next room , as if someone had entered through the window. We sat on the sofa, ate mangoes together, watched TV, took a shower together, and fell asleep until the early hours of the morning. When I woke up in the morning, Ding Chaoyang had left, and the sandwiches he made for me were on the dining table. I wrote a note: My little peas, heat them in the microwave before eating. I squeezed the note, my eyes were hot, yes, how could such a warm man be a wife murderer? I finished my breakfast silently, took a book, and went to read it on the balcony. Suddenly, a cold and stubborn voice fell down from mid-air. As I slid across the balcony, I heard a few words: I just won’t move, I live well, so why move? It was Ruan Jinji's voice, I looked up, the sky was very blue, and there were a few leisurely white clouds walking in the very blue sky. I thought for a while, then dialed Xuan Lingxiao's number, and the line was busy. After a while, dial again, and it will be connected. Before he could speak, he heard him snarl: "Said Potian, you have to move away, you still don't think you're messing around enough!!!" I smiled and said, "What are you moving?" He was stunned for a long time before saying: "It's you." He paused again and asked: "What's the matter?" I said it's okay, but I suddenly wanted to call Yi: "Who will move?" He said impatiently: "Don't ask, this is my own business." I snorted and said directly: "She lives well, why force her to move away? Although her suspicion may be a little fallacious, but I don't blame her, on the contrary, I admire her a little bit. Her actions are extreme. Some, but, I understand her feelings, in the current world, there are very few people who can devote so much thought to their friends." Xuan Lingxiao seemed very impatient, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, he just said: "I hope you don't mind my business, you didn't call me because of this, did you?" "It suddenly occurred to me that I think you should tell your cousin about the entanglement between you, Gu Fuli and Zhilan. Anyway, Gu Fuli is dead, lest she hate Ding Chaoyang." "I don't want to!" Xuan Lingxiao said firmly. "Then, I'll tell her." I took a slight step forward. "You did this to eliminate her hostility towards Ding Chaoyang?" He asked with a sneer. "Yes, it can be eliminated. All these years, she has firmly believed that Ding Chaoyang murdered Zhilan. She tried every means to find a flaw. It is so meaningless." Xuan Lingxiao laughed out loud suddenly, and said: "Don't waste your saliva, if you tell her about my relationship with Gu Fuli and Zhilan, you can eliminate her hostility towards Ding Chaoyang? At most, she I feel that Zhilan's private life is not enough and she is not that innocent. Does this clarify that Ding Chaoyang was not the one who killed her? On the contrary, it increases the possibility of Ding Chaoyang's murder. Think about it, a person who is very face-saving and deeply in love with his wife finds out that he has already been killed by Ding Chaoyang. What happens to a man whose wife wears a cuckold?" Seeing that I was silent, he smiled and said gently: "You love Ding Chaoyang very much." I chattered, not knowing what to say, Xuan Lingxiao said: "Let it be, and don't think about the cause of Gu Fuli's death anymore, it's meaningless, I think he ran to the beach because of his emotional madness , was accidentally swept into the sea by the waves." I still didn't speak, he said: "I'm going to work, 88." I said 88 mechanically. I continued to read the book, but found that I couldn't read it anymore, so I poked my head out and looked up. A stainless steel clothes pole was shining brightly and lonely in the sun. I tidied up and was wondering where to go when Ding Chaoyang called back and asked me what I was doing at home?I said I was bored, and was planning to take a walk in the street. He said go out for a walk, more exposure to the sun will make people active thinking. In fact, I wanted to go to Ding Chaoyang's company. I liked seeing him surprised and delighted when I suddenly appeared, so I didn't tell him. When he got into the elevator, he saw Ruan Jinji was there, with a straight face, because he guessed the reason, but didn't ask. Ruan Jinji leaned on the handrail in the elevator, looked at me lazily, and said, "Get out?" I said um, go to the store so early today? She made a smile with the corner of her mouth, expressing her acquiescence, and stared at the upper right corner of the elevator in a daze. When she got out of the elevator, she suddenly asked me: "Do you know my cousin?" I guessed that Xuan Lingxiao had said something to her. Although I wasn't sure to what extent, I still didn't dare to deny it rashly, so I nodded ambiguously and said, "I know." She bit her lip and looked at me: "Why did you get to know him? Because you doubted me?" "Because of curiosity, someone told me that before he moved out, he always heard the faint cry of a woman in the middle of the night. You know, I am also very curious about Zhilan's disappearance, and I want to know if there is any origin behind it, so I came ..." Being directly questioned by Ruan Jinji made my mind a little confused, but, generally speaking, I didn't lie. "Oh, who said he heard a woman crying late at night?" She seemed a little scared, and looked at me cautiously. "Gu Fuli, maybe it's nonsense, you know that Gu Fuli's mental state doesn't seem to be very good." Ruan Jinji nodded thoughtfully, and said angrily, "I want to get to know my cousin but I don't go through me, hmph, it's not interesting." "Please, I didn't know he belonged to your cousin until I met him." "Then why didn't you tell me after that?" Although she seemed to be just being charmingly angry, she must have thought that I lacked trust in her, so she kept her secret. "I'm not afraid of offending you, so I suspect your cousin." I smiled and prevaricated her: "Don't look at me like that, it makes me freak out." She looked at me deeply, meaningfully, as if she knew what I was hiding from her, thank God, the elevator drove to the first floor in time, she called a taxi and asked if she would like to take me for a ride, I shook Shake your head. In the taxi, I called Xuan Lingxiao again and asked him what he had said to Ruan Jinji. He lazily said, "What else can I say? It means that Zhilan has been missing for so long. I let her Don't get meddled so badly, she insisted on asking me how I knew she was meddling, I had no choice but to say that you had come to see me before I found out about her pretending to be a ghost to ring your doorbell, and I scolded her, Let her move out without saying anything else." "Don't push her." I said. He said let's talk again, and then hung up the phone. Ding Chaoyang was not in the company. The assistant said that Boss Ding hadn't arrived yet, and asked me if I would like to wait in his office for a while, and I nodded. Ding Chaoyang's office is very tidy. I randomly found a few books from the bookshelf and flipped through them. I didn't sit on his chair and didn't plan to look through his drawers, because I didn't want to annoy him. His books are all about economics. I'm not interested. When the assistant came in to deliver coffee, he asked if he wanted to call Mr. Ding?I said forget it, I'm on the way to see, there's nothing to do, just sit for a while, if he hasn't come back, I'll leave. The assistant went out with a smile, as if he had seen through me and came for a surprise inspection. I flipped through a few books in boredom, then dropped them, wondering where he went and why he called me that inexplicable and purposeless phone call. Thinking of this, my heart became confused, and I walked back and forth irritably in his office a few times, standing in front of the bookshelf, looking for an interesting book to read, and placed a few annual picture albums of the company next to the fashion magazine, saying Really, I have been with him for so long, and I really don’t know much about his company’s situation, so I took down the picture album and read it one by one in chronological order. On the cover of each book, there is It's a group photo of the company's management personnel, including Ding Chaoyang. When I turned to the album in 2000, I suddenly remembered the note I saw in a magazine when I came to the company last time, so I paid special attention to the photo on the third cover. Like all the photos, Ding Chaoyang was standing in the middle of the crowd , with a peaceful smile. I sift through each face in it. Suddenly, I noticed that the face standing in the upper right corner behind Ding Chaoyang was young and plump, with fair skin and squinted slender eyes. There seemed to be something hidden in the gentle eyes. She is not very beautiful, but her eyes are very expressive. It can be seen that she is a passionate woman. Those are a pair of tender eyes that seem to be able to speak. It seems that she has seen it somewhere, but she is not sure. I flipped forward quickly, hoping to find her shadow in other photos and confirm her identity. She is only included in the picture album of 2000, and she is not included in the picture albums of earlier years and later years. In the picture album in 2000, there is another photo of her, which is an art photo showing the company's new fashion. She has a very good figure, tall and graceful, and interprets an improved cheongsam dress elegantly and noblely. "I couldn't find her name." Just in time, the assistant came in and asked me if I wanted more coffee. I pointed to the album and asked, "This dress is so beautiful, do you still have this?" She tilted her head to look at it, then looked at the cover of the album, and smiled gently: "It must be gone, it's the style from 6 years ago." In fact, I don't care about this skirt, I just want to find out the name and identity of this woman in a tactful way. “呵呵，是呀，都6年多了，肯定没了。”又拽着她继续聊，用女人研究服装的口气：“不过，衣服也是分人穿的，这裙子穿在模特身上漂亮，穿到别人身上就未必有这味道了。” 她点头说是啊，同样的一款衣服，穿在模特身上和穿在平常人身上的效果是不一样的，模特能把一件普通的衣服穿出气质来。说着，她看看我，说：“这款衣服很适合你的气质呢。” 我对她腼腆地笑笑，指着画册上的人问：“她真漂亮，是专职模特吗？” 助理吃吃笑了两声，说：“我倒不觉得她漂亮，倒是满有女人味的，我来公司后就没见过她，估计早就离职了，新款时装上市前，公司就会从艺校聘模特，拍照片做成时装画册，赠送给经销商，这些模特都是现用现去艺校聘，不固定，我估计这位也是吧。”说着，她随手翻了一下画册，翻到封三时，看见了她，自言自语似地说：“咦，她不是聘来的模特，是公司员工呢。” 她又翻了另一本画册：“看样子，她在公司呆得时间不算长。” 正说着，丁朝阳进来了，笑呵呵地看看我，说：“也不告诉我一声。” 助理和我聊得正在兴头上，显然对照片中的女子也有了些兴趣，就抱着画册问丁朝阳：“丁总，拍这款时装的模特是咱公司员工吗？” 正放公事包的丁朝阳扫了一眼，面色凛冽地嗯了一声，没再说多余的话。 助手顽皮地冲我吐了吐舌头，就跑出去了。我故意笑嘻嘻说：“我喜欢这款衣服。” “我让他们给你做一款。”说着，按内线电话，把助理又叫了回来，让她去叫一个设计部的人过来量尺寸，我说算了，别麻烦人家了，还是我去设计部吧。 我拿起画册，晃了晃：“给他们看看，可别给我做走了款型。” 丁朝阳像个温暖大人宽容任性的小孩一样，挥了挥手：“去吧。” 很快，设计部的人就给我量完了，我特意拿着打开的画册，在一位貌似年长的设计师面前自言自语说：“呵，她真漂亮，好好发展的话，至少应该成为国内一线模特。” 设计师侧脸看了一眼，就笑了，说：“什么一线模特，这不是朱槿嘛，她连业余模特都不是，原先是公司专卖店的服务员，小姑娘做生意脑子满机灵的，不长时间就做到了店长，不知为什么辞职了，也不知她现在干什么去了。” 朱槿。朱槿。我在心里使劲刻画下她的名字，也不知道为什么，总是想把这张脸往那张夹在杂志中的纸片上联系。 回丁朝阳办公室，他似乎在等我，有事要说的样子。 我把画册塞进书架，顺口问：“早晨做什么去了？” “我正想和你说呢。”他拉过我的手，放在掌心里摸挲着：“我在外面找了几个工人，去量隔壁房间的阳台门了。” 我疑惑：“量那个做什么？” “我想把隔壁卧室通往阳台的窗和门做上不锈钢护网，我不知该怎么和你说，我觉得那间房子，似乎有人进去过，我想了一下，从家的内部，不可能有人进去，除非从窗子，我不是害怕有人进那个房间，反正里面也没什么可偷的，我倒是担心贼从那个房间进而串到其他房间偷东西或是伤害到你。” “可是，我们住在21楼，谁这么不要命了，敢从窗子进来？难道里面有什么值钱的东西可以偷？”我的心，仆仆跳着，心想，丁朝阳肯定是发现了有人进去过的蛛丝马迹，才固执地一定要给隔壁阳台门窗按护栏的。 他低着头，有些抱歉地说：“除了她的衣服什么的，没值钱的东西，但是我不想让人随便动，我猜是有人进去过，地板上有隐约的脚印，我想我应该和你说一下，这并不意味着我心里还在爱着她不爱你。” 我心平气和地说知道的，但，心里还是很难受，看样子，他经常趁我不在家时到隔壁去看看，面对旧人旧物，除了缅怀，还会是什么？而缅怀是爱意的残留吧？ 他猜出我有点难受，揽过我，摸挲着我的头发，深深说：“我爱你，小豌豆。” 我点了点头，跟他说得回家准备一下晚上的节目，他执意要送我回家，我没依，在街边拦了辆出租车就跳了进去，他定定地看着我，突然追上来，伏在车窗上说：“豌豆……” I smile. 他又默默我的头发：“别胡思乱想，我是爱你的。” 我还是笑，隐忍而温柔地笑。 “过两天他们会来装护栏。” "understood." 车离他越来越远了。他像一棵生长在街边的树，有些忧郁地立在那里。 一进家门，就听见楼上有乒乒乓乓的声音，仰头望了一会，就上去了。 阮锦姬家里，到处都是箱子和袋子，我掂着脚走进去，站在气急败坏的阮锦姬身后：“要搬？” 她冷丁回头：“吓死我了，也不敲门。”看了看脚边的箱子，轻描淡写说：“我打算搬到美容院住，免得忙到半夜还得往家赶。” 宣凌霄逼她搬走的事，她只字未提，我识趣不问，这样的事，无论出于什么原因，都会有点伤自尊。 我问她要不要我帮她收拾东西，她环顾了一下房间，说：“不用了，我的东西还是我自己收拾有数，不然，我不知你放在哪里了，到那边找起来也麻烦。” 我也没强烈要求，站在旁边看了一会，见她脸上郁郁不快，知道她心里烦着呢，索性回家去了。 回家后，我打开隔壁房间的门，丁朝阳已收拾过了，地板擦得很干净，阳光从窗子打进来，白色的斑驳反光在地板上跳跃。 那些辟邪的东西和乱纸片，他都扔掉了，房间整齐得像勤奋的主妇刚刚出门。 我小心地在地板上坐下来，阳光晒得人懒洋洋的，我索性躺下来，闭目养神，宁静的阳光，温暖得空气，使我渐渐忘记了对这间房子的惶惑恐惧。 我微微眯着眼睛，突然，我看到了凌乱的床底。 这是个实木的箱体床，床箱与地板之间，有大约不到两寸的空间，它毫无例外地像所有床底一样，布满灰尘和主人平时不经意间遗落进去的东西。 看着它们，我的心，突然一震，凑到床边歪着头，向里张望，床底光线暗淡，有些模糊。 我找了手电筒和一根钢尺，照着，小心翼翼地往外勾底下的细碎。 几个扎头发的皮扣，发夹，半支口红，还有破碎的小纸片，我把那些小纸片收拢起来，一张张地摆开看。 在一撕下来的报纸角上，写着一个电话号码，字迹娟秀，不像丁朝阳的手笔。 在另一张小纸片上，写满了字，是不停地重复两个字：天呐天呐天呐…… 都是从报纸上撕下来的，望着这些小纸片，我陷入了遐想，想像五年前，正在看报纸的许芝兰突然得到了一个消息，这个电话号码就是她求证或是得到这个消息的途径，这个消息肯定令她震惊得瞠目结舌，那些猛然间闯进她心里的震惊，不知该如何表达，于是在报纸的一角上写下了这些字。 或许，正当她写着这些时，有人进来了，所以，她飞快撕下了报纸一角，用脚踢进了床底…… 这个人，或许就是丁朝阳。 我忽然想起报纸上方，通常是有日期的，便展开，仔细地看，报纸是从年字前被撕下来的，报纸上只有月和日，是10月17日。 我把纸片收拾好，把地板擦干净了，悄悄地，退出去。 然后，用手机拨通了那个电话号码……