On the day he graduated from university, Yu Zhile joined the army of unemployed people along with 30 percent of his classmates.

□□In order to save electricity, Yu Zhile did not turn on the lights, surrounded by shadows from all directions, she lay on the bare mattress, facing the ceiling whose walls were gray and peeling due to age, thinking about life.

I only had 10,000 yuan sponsored by my parents in hand, and I went to most of them after paying the rent and deposit, and most of the resumes I threw out were lost, and there was no news about the interview I attended two days ago.

She rolled over and smelled a musty smell, the smell of an old house.

Since he didn't find a job, he didn't choose a rented location for commuting, so Yu Zhile, who was financially tight, naturally chose where to choose cheaply. She rents a community that is quite old, the location is remote and not a school district house, and the active residents are basically retired elderly, but the security is not bad, of course, the most important thing is because of the low rent.

It's just that the price is not linked to Wumart many times, although he is mentally prepared, Yu Zhile still sighed softly.

I don't know when the sun has completely set, Yu Zhile still didn't turn on the lights, pulled his slippers and went to the kitchen where it was difficult to turn around, took advantage of the bright light on the corridor outside to make cup noodles, and smelled the fragrance of cup noodles while waiting in the dark with a fork, and couldn't help but start to fantasize about the satisfaction of hot instant noodles burning his lips and mouth, Yu Zhile's stomach was full of sorrow and was thrown out of the clouds.

There is a tile on the top of the head, and there is a cup of noodles to eat, and the life is not too bad.

Yu Zhile is such a person who has no pursuit.

"Ding Dong-", the doorbell rang suddenly.

Yu Zhile couldn't think of anyone who would visit her at this time and place for a while, and estimated that it would be a few minutes before the cup noodles were eaten, so he put down the plastic fork, rubbed to the door, and looked at the cat's eye.

A kind-faced but strange young man stood in the doorway.

Yu Zhile asked, "Who are you looking for?" ”

When the young man heard the voice behind the door, he immediately said with a smile, "Hello, is it Miss Yu Zhile?" ”

Yu Zhile heard him say his name, his vigilance did not decrease but increased, and several suspects who could leak her personal information instantly appeared in his mind, as well as the young man outside who was promoted from selling insurance all the way to a murderer who robbed and murdered, and locked the door with a "click".

The young man's expression froze when he heard this, as if he didn't expect Yu Zhile's vigilance to be so strong, he looked back behind him, and came back and said: "Don't get me wrong, I used to be a resident here, and I took the liberty to disturb it in order to investigate the living environment here, I just wanted to ask a few simple questions, please." ”

Yu Zhile saw that he was sincere, turned on the light in the entrance, and opened the wooden door hesitantly, but the old-fashioned anti-theft iron door outside still did not open, so he said through the anti-theft door: "Ask." ”

The young man was also relieved to see that she was finally willing to show her true face, but his expression changed a few times at the moment he saw Yu Zhile, and he was a little surprised, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Are you Yu Zhile?" After a few moments, the young man asked, confused on his face.

Yu Zhile was puzzled by his attitude, nodded and didn't speak.

The young man looked back again, and Yu Zhile followed his line of sight to see another man standing at the top of the stairs.

The lights in the corridor are voice-controlled, and Yu Zhile's door maintains a dim light because the young man stomps his feet from time to time, and the man at the staircase has not been silent, naturally always hidden in the dark, and can only see a general outline.

The first word that popped into Yu Zhile's mind was "accomplice", and he was about to close the door, when he heard the young man ask: "Are you twenty years old?" ”

Yu Zhile frowned, and he didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore.

"Do you have a sister or aunt who looks like you? ...... about 30 years old."

Yu Zhile brushed the door, and a moment before the door closed, his eyes involuntarily fell on the man at the top of the stairs.

He was wearing a well-fitting suit, outlining a good figure with wide shoulders and a narrow waist, with a straight and straight shoulder line, a long figure leaning on the handrail of the stairs, his head slightly bowed, his hands in his trouser pockets, and the elite atmosphere exuded by his body was incompatible with the old residential building, as if he was just waiting for someone's state, and he didn't care much about the situation on Yu Zhile's side.

But when Yu Zhile looked at him, he also suddenly looked up, staring at Yu Zhile with a pair of black eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.

After closing the door, Yu Zhile leaned against the door for a long time before he settled down, those eyes that were as bright as stars in the dark, the emotions contained in them were too turbulent and strong, Yu Zhile didn't know how to describe it, and couldn't figure out when she had provoked such two people.

Outside, the two talked for a while at the top of the stairs, but they were a little far away from the door, and Yu Zhile didn't hear their conversation clearly. Lying on the door panel and listening for a while, the two seemed to have left, Yu Zhile opened a crack in the door and took a look, and sure enough, the corridor was empty.

Yu Zhile had just moved over, many daily necessities at home had not been arranged, and she had to worry about finding a job, and those two people did not appear again, and this evening episode was quickly left behind by her.

After another day's hard work without gain, Yu Zhile got off the bus and dragged back with heavy steps. As soon as she entered the community, the smell of home-cooked food and smoke permeating every corner touched her homesick nerves, and her eyes turned red without warning, but she still held back her tears.

"Xiaoyu is off work." Uncle Wang, who was sitting on the side of the road with his own folding chair, greeted Yu Zhile with a smile.

Uncle Wang is a resident on the first floor of Yu Zhile's building, about eighty years old, suffering from Alzheimer's disease, but strangely enough, he quickly remembered Yu Zhile, and would take the initiative to greet her every day when he was taken out by the nanny to bask in the sun.

At this time, his live-in nanny was probably cooking, and put Uncle Wang out to chat with other old men and grandmothers. But what is strange is that among the group of old people, there is a tall young man standing, with his back to Yu Zhile and chatting with the old people.

Yu Zhile felt that this person's back was a little familiar, but he didn't think much about it, and said hello to Uncle Wang with a smile.

Uncle Wang beckoned to her, smiling so much that he couldn't see his teeth, "Xiaoyu Xiaoyu come here, your brother is here." ”

Yu Zhile can't figure out the situation, where did she get her brother?

The young man turned around at this time, still with a strong gaze like a hook that almost pierced Yu Zhile's flesh, and she immediately remembered why she thought he was familiar.

But it was only for a moment, the young man hid the edge in his eyes again, and the whole person revealed a gentle and polite temperament, without a trace of impatience towards the old people chattering around him, and the smile in his eyes was also sincere and kind.

Yu Zhile was so excited that he didn't dare to look at the young man again, he answered vaguely, the size of his steps remained the same, but after leaving the sight of the old people, he kept speeding up the frequency of the two □□, and fled into the building.

The young man was still talking to Uncle Wang, but the corner of his eye never left Yu Zhile, seeing that she was almost trotting, her eyes were sharp, and the old people smiled and signaled, and also took steps to chase after her.

Yu Zhile didn't dare to look back, but he heard powerful footsteps behind him, and it definitely wouldn't be from the old man. She was in a panic, stepping on the small black heels and clattering up the stairs, and when she climbed to the second floor, she stumbled for a while, her hands were covered with ashes, but she didn't dare to stop for a second, gritted her teeth and endured the pain and continued to walk up.

Yu Zhile closed the outermost iron door when he entered the building, the young man pulled it and didn't open it, but immediately took out the key from his pocket and opened the iron door, but at this time Yu Zhile was out of his sight, he couldn't suppress the bad premonition in his heart, and rushed up in three steps and two steps, but not to mention on the stairs, even the third-floor corridor where Yu Zhile lived, there was no trace of her.

He felt his heart start to ache tightly, and reached out to ring the doorbell, but stopped just as he was about to touch it.

He was scared, so scared that he didn't even have the courage to press that button lightly.

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Yu Zilian pressed the doorbell fiercely, pressing it was not enough, he pressed it for an unknown number of times, and after he stopped, it rang for a while.

No sound.

Except for Yu Zilian's own drum-like heartbeat, the entire corridor was frighteningly quiet, and there was no wind and grass behind the door.

No one came to open the door, not even the sound of eavesdropping on the door, carefully disguised as not at home.

Yu Zihuan's heart suddenly calmed down, he lowered his eyes and took out the key he borrowed from He Liang, first opened the security door, and then opened the wooden door inside, the whole process was so calm.

After entering the house, his eyes swept over all kinds of miscellaneous items one by one, and after inspecting all the rooms, Yu Zilian stood in the center of the living room in a daze, the memory of being abandoned eight years ago was surging, and the overwhelming anger, incomprehension and sadness roared in his chest, but he had already lost the strength to vent in these years of waiting and searching.

The phone rang, and he didn't even look at whose call it was, and mechanically connected, "Hey." ”

"How? Is she the person you're looking for? Nie Hong's excited voice poured into Yu Zilian's ears, and he would normally take the phone away in disgust, but now he is indifferent.

"She ......" Yu Zilian opened his mouth, but he choked unexpectedly, he paused, his eyes were red but he tried his best to make himself laugh, but he couldn't hide the bitterness in his words at all, "She's gone again." ”