The building was quiet, and every house was closed.

Naturally, the streets outside are already bustling with traffic, just as they are at this time of any weekend. In Zhongguancun, the big bubble of Beijing, people of all colors are walking along the road divided by high-rise buildings with great interest, the huge billboards with exaggerated contents above their heads sway slightly in the autumn wind, and the horns of vehicles and the sound of the roadside release a rhythmic roar, engulfing people's whispers.

Intense daylight had shone through the glassless window into the dusty hallway two hours earlier. In this old four-story dormitory building, which is crowded with tenants, families consciously decorate the common space outside the door by piling up large and small pieces of junk that have not yet been thrown away or sold. For the so-called "white-collar workers" who go in and out of the tall office buildings in the neighborhood, anything other than working, eating, and sleeping is a luxury in terms of time, and Saturday mornings until noon and even afternoon are like the hibernation period of animals, which is their regular dormant time. Except, of course, for those who still have to be on time for the day.

However, at this moment, the silence of the corridor was broken by a "squeak" of the door, and a door on the second floor opened, and a long-haired girl in a purple sportswear walked out with heavy steps. She pulled a suitcase behind her, stepped out of the threshold and stopped, her head drooping. At this moment, her white face, adorable sadness, and the charm exuded by a purple dress are quite incommensurate with the walls of the corridor where she has peeled off like ringworm on her back but is still not let go by the small advertisement.

A strong arm reached out of the door, and a large, rough hand gently caressed her shoulder. Her hand reached out, shook it reluctantly, and then gently pulled it off her shoulder.

"I'll help you carry the box down. Just as the girl was resolutely descending the stairs, the man with this strong arm flashed out of the door. This is a young man with a height of 1.9 meters, with dark skin and broad shoulders, which makes people shudder when they suddenly see this tall body, thus ignoring the natural simplicity and kindness on his face.

The girl did not look back at him, but shook her head, and then continued downstairs with great difficulty. He leaned at the top of the staircase, his eyes following the girl's figure around the railing of the staircase, where the paint had almost fallen, until the figure disappeared completely from his field of vision with the sound of the unit door opening and closing. He returned to the house and looked at the neat 50-square-meter cottage, which she had cleaned up for the last time, and when her belongings had been taken away, there was not much left to clean up.

Wait, that's ...... He found that on the small desk, in addition to the three books he had stacked on, there was also a picture frame that had been folded down. "No, she said she was going to bring it!" He rushed to the table, flipped up the photo frame and looked, sure enough, it was a group photo of the two of them watching the sunrise in Beidaihe, and the line she wrote down under the photo was still clear: Li Wei and Xu Yanping, Forever. "Xiaoping, take it!" he turned and ran out the door, "Xiaoping, Xiaoping!"

Li Wei had never thought that dreams would be so real before. When he called out the name of his ex-girlfriend, who had moved to live alone near the International Trade Center, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw a thin layer of dust attached to the ceiling. Xiaoping has been away from her for more than two weeks, and this dream has been repeated three times, and the scene before seeing the photo frame is almost exactly the same as the reality process of the day she left, and in the first two dreams, he chased out the door and fell downstairs directly, and once closed the door before he ran out.

"Hey, this kang is quite like a thing. Li Wei smiled bitterly, sat up with his arms propped up, even the big single kang with such a sense of intimacy did not let him sleep soundly. "Yiming, what time is it?" he asked casually, only to find that there was no one on the single kang next to him! The quilt on the kang had been lifted, a set of changing coats and a few books were still pressed on the kang indiscriminately, and Shang Yiming, who had taken him to the suburbs to relax and lived in this farmhouse, and his satchel were nowhere to be found.

As a good friend in the dormitory when he was at Normal University, Li Wei knows Shang Yiming very well: he will not leave his companion to go out without saying hello, at least he will leave a note, and bring his satchel with him, which means that he has more complicated and important things to do, because this satchel that has accompanied him for six years since his junior year, although he has never looked through it for Shang Yiming, he also knows that the things stuffed in it have always been many and miscellaneous, and if he does simple things, Yiming will take out the relevant items in the bag separately.

He glanced at his phone, it was already past eight o'clock, pushed open the door and went out, and saw that the other guests staying in the farmhouse had also gotten up one after another, and went to the center of the courtyard to breathe in the fresh country air while walking. Li Wei searched around the yard and almost went to the women's toilet, but he didn't find his old classmate. Suddenly, he felt a rush of guilt, so he had to go to the men's bathroom first.

Squatting on the stinky pit, Li Wei was puzzled by the unrelenting farewell of this old classmate who had always followed the rules. Didn't he say that he would go to the nearby fields and villages today and go back to the city tomorrow? This guy is here to play, so what's the matter? He began to recall the events of yesterday, hoping to get a hint from them.

Yesterday at noon from Xiangyang Temple back, after dinner I went to sleep, he went to hang out, found FIFA in the Internet café, came back for dinner, seven o'clock on the Internet café to play, until nine o'clock before I went to bed to send a text message to tell me to just go to sleep first, don't wait for him. Looks like he spent the night at the Internet café. However, Li Wei immediately overturned this judgment: He didn't bring his satchel with him when he went to play last night! Could it be that he came back at night and took the satchel away, and I slept too hard to see it?

Hey, no, I seem to have seen him! With the smooth stomach, Li Wei's train of thought was also smoothed out all of a sudden. Last night, Shang Yiming ran out after eating a few bites of food indiscriminately, he was bored by himself, so he added four bottles of beer and a farmer's stew to drink himself, and gradually became dizzy when he was too drunk, and after receiving a text message from Shang Yiming, he hastily washed up and went to bed. In the middle of the night, the beer ran out of his kidneys, and he had to get up groggily and grope for the toilet. At the door of the toilet, with the dim light of several lanterns with light bulbs hanging on both sides of the road, he seemed to see Shang Yiming!

It seems like...... It was as if his figure was standing in the corner opposite the toilet, and his face seemed to be solemn, as if he was in a military meeting. Then he nodded solemnly, turned around and disappeared from nowhere. At that time, Li Wei thought it was a hallucination or a dream, and he didn't care, but now that he thinks about it, it may be the last time he sees Shang Yiming so far.

Also, there was not only Shang Yiming alone in that corner, but also two figures, it were those two people! Li Wei secretly groped in the farmhouse courtyard again, and found that the corner where Shang Yiming appeared last night was the corner between a corridor and the courtyard wall, and there were no suspicious traces. The two men were not in the courtyard at the moment, and their rooms were locked.

Li Wei remembered again that when he saw the three of them at night, he seemed to stop at the door of the toilet and look for a while, and soon, when they dispersed, he suddenly heard a slight sound behind him, as if someone was hurrying by. He turned around, but he didn't see anyone.