Chapter 39 Chapter Thirty-Seven

The man who looked like the young and middle-aged version of Fan Yuan was named Kan Jiuke, and he was indeed Kuang Jinghui's confidant.He claims to be a bookworm, and he is not exaggerating in the conversation. He is not only familiar with "first-line masters" such as Xiaofu and Jung, but also dabbles in not-so-well-known psychologists such as Adel and Bandura.Kan Jiuke personally drove the yacht and took Nalan across the lake to the island in the middle of the lake. He stopped at the ferry wharf without Nalan's guidance. Obviously, this was not the first time he came to "worship the island".

On the surface of the lake in the early morning, a thin layer of mist seems to herald the approaching of autumn.Nalan felt that everything that happened last night seemed to throw herself into a fog.Before getting off the boat, Nalan asked, "Will the old man mind if you take me to the island in the middle of the lake?" Kan Jiuke smiled and said: "The old man just ordered you to go wherever you want. I don't know what you talked about, but I can give you a piece of advice: No matter what the old man says, who do you want you to leave, the last Good to hear." He suddenly withdrew his smile, and said in a low voice: "I have been with the old man for a long time, and I know that the old man will never talk nonsense, and he will never do things out of line, otherwise he would not be like today. Prestige; I have also seen that those who do not listen to the words of the old people have tasted the bitter fruit in the end... When I first met Yihui, she was a little girl wearing a red scarf, a cute, carefree little girl ..." His voice began to choke, his eyes turned red.

Nalan wanted to say, you are warning me.He felt that it was boring to say something too obvious, so he nodded and said goodbye to him, and walked up the steps of the pier. The heavy steps are because she discovered it for the first time and didn't know how to take the next step. Too many questions. Is Qin Huai safe?Who is it that robs, kills and chases after oneself?Is Kwong Jinghui's threat real? For some reason, she agrees with Kan Jiuke's warning that the "old man" is far from being a glib and bluffing person. When the complicated thoughts fell into more confusion, he had already reached the door of Qin Huai's villa.A soft and low piano sound floated from the small building.Nalan was taken aback.She could tell that this was not the music played on the stereo, but the real piano playing, Pachelbel's Canon Variations in D major, the rare poetry in the Baroque movement, the quiet joy, and the beautiful longing.The tiredness of not closing your eyes all night drifts away with the wonderful sound of the morning.

Qin Mo! She felt a burst of joy: If Qin Mo could start playing the piano, it would be a major milestone in her recovery!And such a pleasant tune is exactly what Qin Mo needs!Her footsteps suddenly became light, and Na Lan almost jumped up the steps. When she got to the door, she was startled again: the villa door is almost always equipped with a security alarm system, but at this moment the door is slightly open, as if the house cannot be closed by Mi Le. Could it be that Qin Huai has arrived home safely? She pushed open the door and walked in gently, not wanting to disturb the quietness of the performers.

After entering the main hall, she turned into a statue. She could only see the side profile of the piano player, with a slender and firm nose bridge, picturesque crimson lips, a slender jade neck, and long hair in a bun. She was the model for the ancients when they invented the "Closing Moon Shame Flower".What surprised her even more was that not far from the piano player, the graceful figure standing silently facing the window and looking at the water was none other than Qin Mo. It was not the first time that Na Lan was amazed by the girl playing the piano, she was Sikong Qing.

Her slender fingers were jumping and wandering on the black and white keys, Sikong Qing seemed to have not noticed Nalan's appearance at all.She has been integrated into the music, dissociated from things, immersed in a kind of inexplicable happiness. At the end of the song, with her hands still slightly raised in the air, Sikong Qing closed her eyes, and the light and shadow slanted horizontally, and she saw the glittering and translucent eyelashes. Qin Mo turned around halfway, looking at the piano that once belonged to her, what kind of expression was on her face?Is it sad?Is it a smile?

On the ring finger of Sikong Qing's left hand who had just finished playing melo, there was a diamond ring shining brilliantly in the sunlight. "Nalan, I'm so glad to see you again." Sikong Qing's voice was full of polite joy. "Sit down...you look tired." Are you tired?I just zipped through a night of triathlons.Nalan didn't know what to say, she still stood there in a daze, watching Sikong Qing help Qin Mo to sit down in front of the piano. "Sister, don't be afraid. I finished playing the song, isn't it good? Nothing terrible happened, did it? You try." Si Kongqing said softly to Qin Mo.

There was a strange light dancing in Qin Mo's eyes, as if a child had just discovered an interesting and confusing toy.She raised her hand, and Na Lan seemed to wake up, her heart ached. "Sister, you can try a scale exercise, just use D major." A string of clear musical notes flowed out from under Qin Mo's fingers.This time, there was no scream, only a smile, still like a child who suddenly found himself with a little magic power. Nalan finally woke up completely, tried her best to smile and said, "Congratulations... I saw your ring." With a smile on his face, Sikong Qing said: "Thank you. You may not believe me, but I told him that as long as the two of you are in love with each other, it doesn't matter whether you give the ring or not. But he said, it's too late for you to talk about the ring. I bought it long ago. This guy, I don’t know when he secretly measured the size of my finger, he’s very ghostly.”

"He must love you deeply, and he is also a very smart person." "It's not smart. He is said to be spooky because he is a writer of suspense novels." Nalan felt that the floor under her feet was melting, and she said "oh", probably only she could hear it, because Sikong Qing's words continued to ring in Nalan's ears: "I only really believed Fang Wendong's words recently, Qin Huai is actually a A very dedicated person—he spent three years, but he still couldn’t really forget Kuang Yihui. But he must come out and have a normal life, love, and family. So he told me that he can’t let me down anymore, and he can’t let me down anymore. To live up to the love of a girl, and to live up to the waiting of the person who loves him, so he proposed to me."

Why am I still standing here? Si Kongqing stepped forward and looked at Nalan with concern: "You really look very tired, eat something first. Qin Huai should be back soon... He had a car accident last night, and it was still the police department's job." The people rescued him, I took him to the hospital, tossed about half the night, and went to Fang Wendong and Junjun to rest when I came back, saying that their place is quieter. I am here to accompany Qin Mo." Why am I still standing here? "Listen to Junjun, I bought a soymilk machine, the beans are already soaked, I'll make you some soymilk right now, Qin Huai likes poached eggs, how about you? Besides soymilk, what else would you like to eat?"

"No... I think... I should go." Nalan felt that when she entered Qinhuai's house, she actually entered a nightmare. But is it too late to leave, doomed to escape unscathed? "Why? You just came here! But, I haven't seen you here before. Actually, I have always had the key to Qin Huai's house, but I respect him and never rush over here. I always ask for his permission before coming here." .No way, who gave me a second life... I forgot to tell you, once when I was swimming, I suddenly had cramps and almost drowned. Fortunately, Qin Huai saved me. I really had to believe in fate. At that time He was still a down-and-out literary youth, but since then, I have thought that I will give my whole life to him." Sikong Qing put a pan on the gas stove, lit it, turned to Nalan and said: "You really don't want to go, at least you have to eat something, the soybean milk will be ready soon, I'd better fry a poached egg for you, if you want to eat Tender ones or old ones? Qin Huai likes to eat tender ones, I never knew how to cook before, but now I have to learn how to cook." She raised her hand to turn on the smoke exhauster. "Really, really no need!" Nalan turned around and ran away. But it's still too late.Fang Wendong and Junjun appeared at the door, with Qin Huai behind him. Na Lan still couldn't help but glance at Qin Huai.He had several obvious abrasions on his face, his left arm was in a sling, and his forearm was stiff and obviously in a cast. "Thank you, Bayusheng, for me if you have time. If the police hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid I would have died. The person who hit the car ran away before the police arrived. They are now looking for the two cars." Qin Huai said calmly. Say it lightly, as if everything had happened for decades. "You look...except for being a little tired, you don't seem to have much problem." Nalan thought, if you can see into my heart, you may come to a different conclusion.She forced a smile: "I also had a very interesting night, maybe I have to wait for the next chapter to break it down." Si Kongqing came over, kissed Qin Huai lightly on the cheek, and said with a smile: "Why are you standing at the door? You haven't come in and said. I'm about to fry Nalan's eggs." Qin Huai looked at his unmarried wife, then at Na Lan, his eyes were also indifferent: "Do you have anything else to do? Do you need some breakfast before leaving?" Bring tea to see off guests.No matter how naive Na Lan was, she could understand her. Without a mirror, Na Lan can also imagine her own messy image, messy hair, dark gray eye circles, dirty skin, and continue to compete with the best classical beauties here? She shook her head, which was regarded as an answer, and also regarded as incomprehensible and unable to let go of all this. She didn't forget to say goodbye, turned around, and left, as far away as possible. If at this time Qin Huai suddenly asked to stay, saying that these are actually a huge and cruel joke, what would happen to me?Na Lan knew that as long as Qin Huai held her, she would not leave, at least not for the time being. Laugh at my cowardice.Qin Huai didn't open his mouth, and didn't try to persuade him to stay.Nalan didn't turn her head, and could feel his gaze behind her, faintly. After waiting for a long time, I saw the ferry docking slowly.When walking down the steps of the ferry terminal, Nalan suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar. Sadly deja vu. The difference is that it was Ning Yuxin who was sad on the ferry that day, but today it is Nalan, who is full of loneliness and exhaustion.The only thing she needs now is a pair of sunglasses, which can cover her red eyes all the way. It was still early, and there were only a few passengers who disembarked from the ferry, among them there was a tall and slender girl with a youthful and immaculate face full of longing.Nalan smiled wryly to herself, and when the girl came over, she asked casually, "Are you here to be Qin Huai's writing assistant?" The girl was stunned, and opened her mouth slightly in surprise, showing her cute canine teeth: "How do you know? Why are you so amazing?" Nalan said lightly: "I am the legendary witch... This island is very small, and everything is public news. Good luck." She bowed her head and walked away quickly, a little regretting that she had talked too much. However, seeing the ferry boss who talked more, he didn't know what to say. "Rare customer!" The ferry boss was stunned for a moment, stared at her for a while, and then began to smile. "You changed your hairstyle, I couldn't recognize it at once. When did you go to the island, why didn't I see you coming?" Nalan suddenly realized that when she boarded the boat, she seemed to be making it clear that she wanted to "disregard life and death".Am I really sad enough not to care about my own safety?What about after disembarking?Should I raise my hands in surrender and say to the unknown murderer in the dark, come on!At your disposal! "You can guess, choose to fill in the blanks, take a helicopter, take a small yacht, swim, or take a ferry in disguise?" Nalan said vigorously. Boss Du laughed, then stared at Nalan intently, and said, "However, you look a little... a little haggard. How are you doing recently? Are you doing well at work?" "It couldn't be better." Boss Du coughed dryly, and hesitated to speak.Na Lan guessed eighty-nine times, smiled and said: "The girl who came by boat just now is Qin Huai's new assistant, I have long since quit." "Yeah, I really think about it, the girl surnamed Ning last time..." Na Lan suddenly realized that she might be walking on a parallel track with Ning Yuxin, unfamiliar, heart-beating, deep-rooted, and downcast. Ning Yuxin's last step is to lose her soul, what about me?The near-autumn morning breeze blows over the lake, and Na Lan, who is in shorts and shorts, feels a little cold, the coolness is on the skin and in the heart. As the ferry departed, Nalan stood alone on the bow of the boat, watching the waves spread and sparkling. Two arms seemed to appear on the surface of the water, drawing parallel arcs, rising and falling, in perfect coordination. As the tears rolled down, Nalan leaned against the railing and leaned over, letting them go straight into the lake without leaving a trace. The man watched Nalan get off the boat, and for the first time, a kind of pity rose in his heart. It seems that he is not really that cold-blooded and ruthless.Sometimes, compared with those who are warm on the surface but heartless on the inside, I am more true to myself. At this moment, Nalan actually didn't need to die, because she was so sad that she was dying.Of course, it was her own fault.Although he didn't hear it with his own ears, that person could imagine how many people had persuaded her not to fall into it, and to stay as far away as possible, but she just repeated the same mistakes.They say she's smart, but in this case it seems a little... She may not know that she is about to face more and more heartless people and things. It will make her unable to survive or die.