Dante thought that no matter how high or low his attainments, Zheng Haohui would always be very particular about art, but he glanced along the staircase, except for the "Happy Ending" comic strip that occupies an exclusive wall on the wall at the staircase, the other frames are very close to each other, only a few centimeters apart, as if the creator is eager to spread the work he is proud of in front of the viewer's eyes. This made Dante disdainful, but he only kept it in his heart, and continued to follow the owner with the half-coke cup left in his hand, and slowly climbed up with him, listening to him say with a little interest: "We have made some improvements to the local space, including a bend in the staircase to make it look like a gallery." How's that? It's all our own design......."

Yet Dante's perspective is still firmly drawn to the middle of the frames, because he feels strongly that the works he sees for the first time today are very different in style and emotion compared to those hanging at the wedding. The main image in the painting is a male stickman, and the background of the picture is generally painted bright red or lilac, and the surging or condensed blood-like color sets off either a golden sun, or a row of huge waves rushing to the sky, or a deep black hole, a dark "eye in the sky" hanging high, in short, the stickman without facial features, expressions and language is under it, making movements like struggling or seeking. What shocked Dante even more was that the body of the stickman in each painting was not complete, with a broken hand, a broken foot, a separate head and body, and a truncated waist. For a moment, Dante suspected that these works were not painted by Zheng Haohui, and in the blink of an eye, he caught a glimpse of the same inscription in the lower right corner of the picture as several paintings at the wedding scene, and he took a deep breath.

In the dim closed carriage, Zhuo Wu and the White Snake naturally did not experience that contrast. White Snake looks at Dante's camera at the childish caricatures on the wall instead of the house layout, but there is no communication tool to alert him, so he has to watch patiently. At this time, her mobile phone vibrated and she felt it out and saw that it was a text message from an unfamiliar number, and the content of the text message was a neatly arranged eight-line poem. "Help me figure it out," White Snake kept his eyes on the screen again, and gently handed the phone to Zhuo Wu, "Maybe it's the password." ”

"It happened that the member's birthday is coming,

Write a message of blessing by hand.

Whenever there is time to receive it on the day,

Whether the mountain is high or the water is far away.

Birthday giveaways come knocking on the door,

Etiquette is deep in your heart?

Do not ask for gratitude service form,

With this fate, it is like spring. ”

She was right, this limerick poem with inaccurate rhyme and extremely stiff words is indeed a password text message. According to the group's recently changed staircase-shaped writing method, read from the top left to the bottom right, the deciphered message is as follows: "Skillful but (egg) high (cake)", referring to the delineated goal; "forward (sneaking)", that is, the means, the question mark is not typing wrong, but soliciting the opinion of the white snake; and "form (punishment) day" is the sender.

Zhuo Wu read Xingtian's true intention to the White Snake, and he didn't even miss the meaning of the question mark. Dante's transmission has come to the second floor of the villa, and the white snake can't take his eyes off it, shaking his head slightly, and muttering: "Skillful cake?"

Zhuo Wu exhaled deeply, he had the same strangeness as the White Snake, and he was sure that he had never heard of this name if he thought that his memory was not as good as Danding's. Cake!He thought of the owner of the house on the screen. "Could it be that this family provided him with a wedding cake...... And, those two cake angels?" "Help me get a 'yes' back. White Snake blinked and said.

She was thinking about the reason why Xingtian put a question mark at this time, but since he didn't have time to make an appointment to meet and explain the situation in person, then this information must be very important. Once again, she recalled Uncle Xu's heartfelt words that night, and subconsciously stroked her injured leg, she glanced at Zhuo Wu, and said to herself in her heart: "It's good to be so squeamish! Don't be so squeamish, it's good to fold it again!"

On the second floor, excluding a toilet, there are three rooms and a balcony with a view. The owner of the house was going to lead the guests to the balcony, but Dante pointed to the wall that was "shared" by the two houses in the row and asked, "Mr. Zheng, this wall...... Is it thick enough?" "Huh?" Zheng Haohui was puzzled. "Oh, I wondered if there were neighbors living next door, and they would be noisy, would they be noisy?"

Li Yunqing laughed at the whims of the all-weather volunteers, but Zheng Haohui involuntarily grabbed his right arm with his left hand. "It should be fine. The property guarantees the soundproofing of this house. If the neighbors who moved in really make me noisy, I can talk to them. As soon as his hand was loosened, he continued to speak. So you still care a little about the quietness of your home. Dante smiled and turned to scan the wall with his collar needle, his eyes turning quickly to the three rooms.

Two of the three rooms are bedrooms, and the doors are open, so that the double beds can be seen from the doors. The bed in the south-east bedroom was cluttered with bedding, which gave Dante an awkward sense of intimacy - it seemed that this was where Zheng Haohui slept, but in the poorly lit west bedroom, the quilts, pillows, and sheets were neatly organized, and Dante believed that it was usually unoccupied, and only used when guests were staying overnight. So, what is the big house on the north side for?

I don't know, because its door is closed. Although it is the same style as the door to both bedrooms, both in light brown color, this door does not seem to be very hospitable. "Come and sit on the balcony. Zheng Haohui greeted and walked into the viewing balcony, and Li Yunqing agreed to follow. Dante took advantage of their backs to him, and his shadow moved to the closed door of the house, and crept to touch the handle on it.

Dante's heart tightened: there was someone inside, but he didn't have time to put his ears on it. He hurriedly stepped onto the balcony, and when he sat down, he thought again: It doesn't have to be who is inside, there is a lock hole in the door, it may be that Zheng Haohui locked it with a key. As for why the lock, maybe it's worth the group to study and study. At worst, it was his studio, and he didn't want people to let him in, or maybe he and Jia Yan had spent sweet time there, and he didn't want to bring back fond memories of them to add to the pain in his heart......

Dante did not expect that a partition was added to the large house on the north side, which divided the house in two, and a door was placed on the partition, and it was also locked.

The viewing balcony is open-air and is located on the southwest side of the second floor, about the size of the west bedroom, with a row of stainless steel balustrades enclosing its edges. Near the guardrail is a round stone table that imitates white marble, and a large white porcelain teapot is placed on the table, but the teacup is missing. Surrounding the stone table are four cylindrical stone piers, on which Zheng Haohui invited two guests from the center to sit down and fetch an unopened bottle of Coke from the corner. "I'm a messy person, don't mind. This bottle is also new and undrunk. A smile appeared on his face, and he added water to Li Yunqing and Dante's cups. Li Yunqing drank a third of the cup that was poured before, and did not drink it again, this was out of her personal decency, so she only took a big sip of the newly poured cup and put it on the stone table. Dante noticed that Cheng Haohui had not drunk his own glass of Coke when he was downstairs, and he had not taken it when he went upstairs. At this moment, he put down the large Coke bottle, turned back to the house, and pulled out a "stout" glass bottle that was about once used to hold yellow peaches or pickled cucumbers, and picked up the teapot. Dante and Li Yunqing saw that what he poured out was a purple drink, and the drink overflowed with a rich sweet and fruity flavor, which should be juice. Zheng Haohui grabbed his canned bottle, poured half of it with a "coo dong coo", showed an intoxicated expression and sighed, then refilled it before sitting down.

The balcony is for viewing, but to be honest, there is no view of the Zheng family's courtyard. Fortunately, many of the families in the front row have taken good care of the attached small garden. Some imitate the silhouette of a garden, pave paths, build pavilions, and dig pools; some open up large flower beds, not only planting all kinds of flowers and trees, but also erecting flower trellises, and then allowing vines to cover them; and some in order to taste pure natural green food, plant vegetables, fruit trees and corn in the whole yard, follow the agricultural time to take care of them, sweat like rain, not only exercise, but also keep the stomach away from pesticides and fertilizers and other harmful substances.

"Most of the people who live here for a long time are the elderly, as well as retired or semi-retired people whose families are in good financial condition. Zheng Haohui looked out of the guardrail and said, "They have a lot of free time every day. But frankly, even if I was given that much time, I wouldn't have been able to tidy up the yard as well as they did. "Oh. Dante felt that the environment of this place, especially the air quality, was not very good, and it was probably not suitable for the elderly, "Do you often hang out with them?" "No, I walked outside their fence and gate when I was walking, and I saw and heard it. ”

The three of them chatted for a while, and Zheng Haohui drank all the juice in the teapot. He took out his iPhone and looked at the time, and said, "Ouch, it's going to be a quarter past twelve." I'm sorry, you're hungry, aren't you? Let's go eat together?" Li Yunqing and Dante resigned in unison, saying that they had been disturbed for a long time. "What's the bother? I'm too embarrassed for you to come all this far to visit me and let you go back on an empty stomach! You're welcome, there are a few good restaurants around here, let's see what you like to eat later." The young owner said as he waved his arms and used body language to hold back his guests.

As Zheng Haohui was walking in the front, Dante did not see it, and when he returned to the house from the balcony, his eyes rolled up again. "We came out quite early today, but it was too difficult to leave, so we arrived at your place relatively late. Li Yun said politely. "Alas, the road conditions were especially bad on the weekend. On weekdays, if you're lucky, you can walk a little easier. Zheng Haohui stuck his fingers into his weed-like hair and scratched it, saying with a hint of teasing. "Yes, it's a pity that choosing a day like that will interfere with your work, otherwise ......" "Go to work?" "Bamboo stick-like fingers pulled out from between the hair, "It won't interfere, I don't go to work." ”