Chapter 11: Life History

Uncle Shi was taken aback, he looked at Xu Xing, "Young man, why are you here this big night?" ”

Xu Xing didn't answer, "Uncle, who are you talking about?" ”

Uncle Shi sighed, "Hey, it's okay to tell you, just help me persuade her, it wouldn't be good if the property people caught it, and you also know that the new manager is not very good at talking." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info”

"What do you mean?"

"I'm talking about Ye Huan, this girl, several times I've seen her secretly burning paper in the garage, as if it was burned to her dead father, it's really pitiful, but why is she burning paper here? Are you in the know? ”

Ye Huan walked out of the elevator, she saw Xu Xing standing in the lobby, he looked at her: "Can you talk?" ”

The lights in the café are dim, and the soothing and low music creates a sweet atmosphere. Ye Huan felt that he had chosen the right place, after all, this was the first time they had been alone together. But she suddenly became clumsy and didn't know what to say, she could only stir the cup of mellow coffee in front of her with a spoon, hoping that he would be the first to break the quiet and somewhat awkward atmosphere.

"Ye Huan," Xu Xing finally spoke, Ye Huan's heart was like a drumstick, it was beating her heart desperately, she looked at him expectantly, "Are you burning paper in the garage to commemorate someone?" ”

"What?" She didn't react for a moment.

"I mean, did your father die in that fire twenty years ago?"

Ye Huan looked at Xu Xing dumbfounded, was this the purpose of him asking her out? It turned out that she was still self-inflicted, but how did he know about it? What was the reason for him to suddenly bring up the old thing?

"I didn't guess wrong, right." Looking at Ye Huan's expression, he became more and more sure of his conjecture in his heart.

Ye Huan looked out the window, looking at the people who were hurrying by, the loneliness in her heart deepened a little, "You're right, he was a worker in that garment factory, and he never appeared again after he sent me to kindergarten on that morning twenty years ago." I still remember crying so much that morning, holding his arm and saying that I wouldn't go in, and in desperation he bought me a lollipop and coaxed me into the garden. I still remember what he said when he left, he said that Dad will pick you up after work, you have to be obedient and listen to the teacher. Ye Huan lowered his head and smiled, "However, he broke his promise, I didn't see him in the kindergarten until it was dark that day, and later, a relative took me away and lived in his house for a month." A month later, when I finally returned to my house, I found my mother alone, and he was gone, replaced by a black-and-white photograph covered in black veil on the table. Okay, I've said everything you want to know, although I don't know what you're going to do with this, but I don't want to ask, Xu Xing, I feel a little tired, so I'll go back first. ”

She stood up and wanted to leave.

"If that's the case, He Xiangyang's death is easy to explain."

Such a calm sentence made Ye Huan stop suddenly, "What do you mean?" Didn't Manager He die because the brakes failed? What does it have to do with my dad? ”

Xu Xing looked at her, his eyes were colored like she had never seen before, "Miss Ye, Ming people don't say secret words, these things you have experienced recently should be far beyond the scope of your own cognition, some things, even if you have been convincing yourself not to believe it, but in your heart, you have already understood that it is real." ”

Ye Huan sat down, his fingers picking at the edge of the table, "Please make it clear." ”

"I was there on the day He Xiangyang died, and it was not wrong that she died of brake failure, but she had been attacked before, and the person who attacked her was Manager Qu."

"Manager Qu? Hasn't he been missing for days? I thought he was just as ...... as Yang Zheng and them."

"He is not a human at all, but a ghost transformed into a ghost by the soul that died in the fire that year, and the reason why he attacked He Xiangyang should be because of you."

Ye Huan looked at Xu Xing distractedly, and finally, her tears welled up in her eyes and fell on her arm one by one, "Where did he go now?" ”

"After living in the world for a long time, he forgot that he had died, but this is not his place after all, and I think he should have rested in peace now."

Ye Huan buried his head in his arms, and cried regardless of it, and the guests next to him looked at them with curious eyes, thinking that this was a couple who were talking about breaking up.

Xu Xing waited quietly for her to finish crying, and then handed over a tissue, "If you calm down, I still have something I want to ask you." ”

Ye Huan wiped away his tears, "Let me ask first, could it be that Yang Zheng and the others were also killed by him?" She gasped as if she suddenly remembered something, "Yang Zheng was there the day he disappeared, and the security guard and I found out that there was no one in the toilet, and then we found that pool of blood in the storage room together." She looked at Xu Xing in horror, and her voice was so small that she couldn't hear it, "Did he really do it?" ”

Xu Xing lowered his head and pondered for a while, "Call Xiaoqing and ask her to ask her friend from the Public Security Bureau to see who is the property where the body of the employee of the securities company was found?" ”

Ye Huan's body trembled, and she quickly dialed Xiaoqing's phone as if she had received an order, and repeated Xu Xing's original words to her word by word.

After putting down the phone, neither of them spoke, they sat there quietly, not even moving the coffee in front of them, the coffee slowly cooled, and a layer of white grease floated on it, slowly floating in the cup.

"Ding ......" The mobile phone finally rang, Ye Huan grabbed the phone, "Xiaoqing, what do you say?" What the? Is it really him? The hand slowly slipped from her ear, she looked at Xu Xing and nodded slightly.

Xu Xing looked at Ye Huan's pale face, and his tone softened a little, "Don't be so nervous first, assuming that he did it, then his testimony will be completely unreliable, the person fell from the window, but the corpse changed, these may be all fabricated lies." But what if things weren't done by him? ”

"But now that all the evidence points to him, and he is at the scene of almost every case, doesn't that mean anything?"

Yes, the context of the matter seems to be very clear, but why is he still uneasy in his heart? Is it because of that heavenly fire? Xu Xing looked out the window, where a few sleepy birds fluttered their wings and flew towards the dark sky overhead.