When I returned to the alley, it was almost dawn.

Si Sheng held an umbrella and walked for a while in the cold night, the street lamp fell a dim light, and the bluestone floor was washed clean and bright by the rain.

The gate was hidden, and she pushed it open, and the courtyard was pitch black, without any light.

The high heels hit the ground, making a crisp sound, intertwined and mixed with the sound of the rain.

"Meow~"

After the umbrella was put away and thrown into the umbrella bucket, Si Sheng leaned over to change his shoes in the hallway, and suddenly heard the cry of frost eyebrows.

Frostbrow crawled over lightly, circling around her, and as soon as she put her shoes down, she picked up Frosteyebrow, hugged her into her arms, and walked into the living room.

At this moment, the door of Yi Zhongzheng's bedroom was opened, and light spilled out, and the young nurse who took care of Yi Zhongzheng in shifts walked in.

"Miss Si, Grandpa Yi asked you to come in. The nurse whispered.

"Awake?"

"Hmm. ”

The nurse nodded slightly and stepped aside.

After thinking for a while, Si Sheng hugged his frost eyebrows, and walked into Yi Zhongzheng's bedroom without delay.

Yi Zhongzheng sat up and leaned back on the pillow, getting thinner and thinner day by day, Si Sheng glanced twice, and lowered his eyelids slightly, avoiding his gaze.

Si Sheng asked, "Didn't sleep, or just woke up?"

"Just woke up. ”

Yi Zhongzheng's voice was hoarse, paused, turned his head to look at her, and asked slowly, "How are people?"

With his palm on Frost Mei's head, Si Sheng replied in a slightly soft voice, "Let's go." ”

"Hmm. ”

Yi Zhongzheng said lightly.

After a while, he advised, "Go take a hot bath and get a good rest." ”

"Hmm. Si Sheng responded, turned around and wanted to leave, and after another pause, he turned around and said to him, "Spring is coming, when the weather is better, I will accompany you out for a walk." ”

"Good. ”

Yi Zhongzheng closed his eyes slightly and nodded.

*

Nothing to say all the way.

When the car drove outside the unit building, Qin Fan stepped on the brakes and stopped.

Chu Luo's fingers lightly picked at the seat belt, pursed his lips slightly, and looked at the rain that was meandering down the window, without moving.

There was silence for a while.

Looking ahead, Qin Fan didn't look at her, but just whispered, "Go back and have a good rest, they haven't had time to look for you recently." ”

“……”

Chu Luo didn't speak.

Qin Fan didn't rush her either.

There was silence inside the car, the cold city irrigated by the sound of rain outside, and the cramped space inside, as if it was on the other side, so quiet that even the sound of breathing was clear.

After a long time, Chu Luo took a deep breath and finally asked, "Qin Fan, don't you have anything to say to me?"

His hand unconsciously touched in his pocket, and when he touched a pack of cigarettes, Qin Fan didn't take it out, but kneaded it a few times.

He put his other hand on the steering wheel, turned his head slightly, and pretended to be relaxed, "What did you say?"

"You ......"

Inhaling carefully, Chu Luo's eyes were red, and he turned his head suddenly, and what he saw was Qin Fan's demeanor, his expression was calm, and he was out of the way, without any emotions she wanted to see.

The corners of his lips were bitten and white, Chu Luo's fingers clenched the seat belt tightly, and he was a little more angry when he spoke, "If you want to break it, break it clean, and come out to find a sense of existence at every turn, isn't it fun?"

Qin Fan was slightly stunned, and his gaze stayed on her face for a moment.

There were no lights on in the car, the light on the side of the road was dim, Chu Luo's face was hidden in the shadows, and through the faint outline, his frowning brows could be faintly recognized, and the anger and sadness in her eyes came through the air, making him breathe.

"Oh. ”

After a while, he spoke, and his tone was light, as if playful.

Chu Luo looked at him in a daze, and between exhaling and inhaling, a sour feeling was brought to her throat, she opened her mouth, and there was a bit of a trill, "Oh what?"

Her gaze burned like fire, and she stared at her for two seconds, and there was a strange emotion in Qin Fan's eyes, but just for a moment, he avoided it.

With his fingers tapping lightly on the steering wheel, he lifted his eyes to look ahead, his gaze falling on the rain-washed roadside bushes.

"I'm sorry, but not anymore. ”

His voice was hoarse, a little cheerful, and there was only a hint of guilt.

However, the air flickered slightly, and the insignificant guilt disappeared.

Chu Luo finally despaired, and after a few seconds of stunned, she suddenly lifted her seat belt, twisted the car door and walked down.

"Hey, umbrella—"

Qin Fan turned his head suddenly, wanting to stop her.

However, in response to him, there was only the sound of the door closing with a "bang", and then, it was Chu Luo's resolute back who strode towards the unit building and never turned back.

In the car, Qin Fan didn't move, looking at Chu Luo's back in a daze, until he completely disappeared into the door.

He didn't leave.

I don't know how long he sat there, he took out the pack of cigarettes in his pocket, picked out one and put it in his mouth, lit it, and the green smoke wisps. As soon as the lighter was dim, there was only a sporadic flash of fire in the dim car.

The smoke suddenly filled, and he opened the window a little, and a cool wind slapped in and dispersed the smoke.

He pumped one after the other.

The pitch-black sky gradually turned white, and the sky was about to dawn.

There was only one last cigarette left in the cigarette case, and the cigarette case was clutched into a ball by him, and he stared at it for a long time, then took out his mobile phone.

The phone rang three times and was answered.

"What's wrong?"

Song Qingming's voice was still stained with the sleepiness of the early morning.

In the palm of his hand was the crumbling cigarette case, he tilted his head slightly, the biting morning breeze blew in his face, and he whispered: "I am a little reluctant to you." ”

“……”

"Grandpa Chu Luo is gone, and she will have no relatives in the future. ”

“……”

"I want you to take care of it, think about it, forget it. I'm afraid she'll like you. ”

“……”

"Si Sheng is not in a good mood, people are always leaving. She is a person who values love and righteousness, and she has such a good relationship with Grandpa Yi, no matter how long she is given, she will not be able to prepare for this. ”

“……”

……

It was Qin Fan who was talking all the time.

The sound was getting lower and lower, and in the early morning wind, it was indistinguishable.

At the end, Qin Fan said, "I still have a lot of things to do. ”

His voice was low, a little weak, and when he was blown by the wind, he dispersed.

Song Qingming finally spoke up, very light, but heavy, "Well, go do it." ”

In the blink of an eye, the corners of the eyes were burned, and in a trance, it seemed that something had fallen.

*

This rain lasted for several days.

The spring rain continued, and the whole city was soaked in rain, and not only did the temperature not rise, but the cold penetrated every corner silently.

Late at night, silent.

Si Sheng woke up suddenly, and the moment he opened his eyes, he sat up suddenly.

Seeing darkness in her eyes, Si Sheng looked around the bedroom blankly, and after a few seconds, she lifted the quilt in vain and walked out of the bedroom with her slippers on.

The moment he pushed Yi Zhongzheng's bedroom open, the sleepy nurse was startled and almost jumped up from the recliner.

Without turning on the light, she walked straight to the side of the bed and looked at the figure lying on the bed, her fingers trembling slightly, and sent it to the tip of the old man's nose.

The movement of breathing is extremely gentle.

The heart hanging high, at this moment, put back in its place.

"I'm not dead. ”

Yi Zhongzheng didn't move, but slowly opened his eyelids, and his low and slow voice was wrapped in sighs and helplessness.

"Oh. ”

Si Sheng withdrew his hand and subconsciously put it behind him.

Like many years ago, when I secretly went to study Yi Zhongzheng's desk, I was knocked into a straight look.

The nurse who sat up, stayed for a moment, seemed to realize something, got up, and quietly walked out of the bedroom.

He forgot to turn on the light, and the bedroom was still dark.

The room was very quiet, Si Sheng was beside the bed, a dark shadow, tall and thin.

Unconsciously fiddling with her hair, she lowered her eyelids, stared at Yi Zhongzheng in the dim room, and said, "I dreamed that you were gone." ”

"Sooner or later. ”

Yi Zhongzheng did not shy away from this question, "You have been out there for so long, you should have accepted it." ”

“……”

Si Sheng was silent.

"Go back to sleep. ”

Yi Zhongzheng was very weak when he spoke, but when he commanded Si Sheng, his words were correct and round, and he still gave people the illusion that he was full of confidence.

Si Sheng didn't move and said, "I can't sleep." ”

"What an adult, you have to find someone to chat with you in the middle of the night. Yi Zhongzheng was quite disgusted.

Before the age of ten, Si Sheng occasionally woke up in the middle of the night, no matter how late he would knock on Yi Zhongzheng's door, and he wouldn't speak after waking people up, Yi Zhongzheng was so sleepy that he would take her to sit down, and then chat with her without a pair, until she felt sleepy, and then sent her to sleep.

It's been more than ten years, and Si Sheng can't remember the topic that Yi Zhongzheng said when chatting.

However, there is always that dim light in my memory, the room is not lit, and Yi Zhongzheng's voice is slow and long, which makes people drowsy.

Si Sheng asked, "Can you talk?"

In the dark, Yi Zhongzheng lifted his eyelids and threw her a cold look, "Go move the stool." ”

"Oh. ”

Si Sheng turned around, dragged a stool, rested it on the side of the bed, and sat down.

"What are you talking about?" Yi Zhongzheng asked her.

After thinking about it, a figure popped up in his mind for the first time, Si Sheng was slightly stunned, and then said, "Ling Xize said that you gave him my dowry." ”

“…… Well. ”

Yi Zhongzheng did not deny it.

I wanted to sue Ling Xize, but I didn't think that Yi Zhongzheng really agreed, Si Sheng was dumbfounded for a moment and asked, "Do you like him?"

"Like. ”

"What if I don't marry him?"

"Then you will die alone. ”

“……”

Si Sheng was speechless.

seemed to know what she was thinking, Yi Zhongzheng taught her, "Don't think about living without worries, sometimes multiple worries can make you more desperate." ”

"What's a pity, my life is worthless. Si Sheng grunted angrily.

"I raised you so big, did you make you think of yourself as a mustard?" Yi Zhongzheng snorted coldly.

“……”

Si Sheng was at a loss and couldn't respond.

Yi Zhongzheng said again: "Think about it." ”

The teeth slammed lightly, making a little noise, and Si Sheng brushed his emotions away.

With his hands propped up on both sides of the stool, Si Sheng's eyelids were raised, and he said slowly: "Five years ago, I went to Xiangcheng. ”

Yi Zhong was looking at her, waiting for her follow-up.

"You said you were born in Xiangcheng, and you came to the lockdown for your grandmother. At that time, I heard that there was a hidden machine family in Xiangcheng, which was very powerful, and I thought it was in the same vein as you, so I went to find it. ”

After a slight pause, Si Sheng said unhurriedly, "They hid in the deep mountains and forests and built a city of organs, which is majestic and decent. I said I'm going to break into the city, and they let in—"

"Got it?"

Yi Zhongzheng interrupted her.

"Okay, don't let it. Si Sheng changed his words, "None of them can fight, so I will break in." ”

Yi Zhongzheng snorted, I don't know if he was agreeing with Si Sheng's sentence 'none of them can fight', or disliking Si Sheng's 'will only come hard'.

Si Sheng didn't care, and continued: "I'm quite capable of being that organ, but it doesn't work in the end, and it's all some commonly used, almost pediatric organs. Compared to yours, it's far worse. Lao Yi, do they have anything to do with you?"

"Nope. ”

The simple two words are particularly indifferent, mixed with a touch of disdain.

"Oh. Si Sheng lowered his eyelids, then raised them again, and changed the topic lightly, "Does the bridge designed by Si Mingsheng have anything to do with you?"

"Who did you listen to?" Yi Zhongzheng's voice became serious.

Si Sheng asked, "Do you know Fan Fenglan?"

Fan Fenglan, the former hall master of Baixiao Hall.

On the day Si Sheng gave the drone to Ling Xize, it was precisely because he met him that Si Sheng promised Si Shangshan to return to Si's house and find a way to investigate.

"Do you know him?" Yi Zhongzheng asked.

Not only acquaintance, but also familiarity.

However, when the words came to his lips, they were only half-truths, "Sort of." ”

"What did he tell you?" Yi Zhongzheng frowned slightly.

"I overheard. Si Sheng said, "Said that Yi Shishi stole your drawings and gave them to Si Mingsheng." Is that the blueprint for that bridge?"

When he first brought Ling Xize to the alley, Si Sheng was a little uncomfortable because he found Ling Xize's tattoo, so he went out for a walk.

She went to find Qin Rong.

took a painting of Qin Rong and asked about something.

Qin Rong told him that Yi Zhongzheng was indeed an engineering designer before, and he had participated in the design of many buildings, and some of them were famous. Between the lines, Qin Rong also mentioned a special architectural design, and there was some regret in his tone, as if it was unsuccessful.

Si Sheng was a little concerned, but when he asked, Qin Rong didn't mention it anymore.

She asked Yi Zhongzheng if he had designed the bridge, Qin Rong should have guessed her intention at that time, deliberately concealed it, and answered vaguely.

However, there is a ** out of ten.

Yi Zhongzheng pondered for a moment, "It's in the past, it's nothing to do with you." ”

"Just ask. ”

Si Sheng said nonchalantly.

After a while, Yi Zhongzheng asked her, "Si Mingsheng's birthday banquet, are you going?"

"Should go. ”

"He's an old fox, keep an eye on him. Yi Zhongzheng said in a deep voice.

Si Sheng pursed his lips lightly and muttered, "I'm not Yi Shishi." ”

"You can toss and cause trouble than her. ”

"I can figure it out on my own. ”

"You're just too capable, lawless. Yi Zhongzheng criticized.

Glancing at him silently, Si Sheng was straightforward, "You're used to it." ”

“……”

In a word, if you block Yi Zhongzheng, you can't teach her a lesson.

Long.

Si Sheng raised his head suddenly, "Old Yi, Xiao Shun has a drawing of Yi's poetry there." I've seen it, and most of it is interior design. But there's another part, it's a bridge......"

"The design is messy, and it is very similar to the one that Si Mingsheng became famous. Xiao said that she had been painting the bridge for months before she died. I think she might regret it a little. If ......"

"If you see her, forgive her. ”

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