Chapter 218: Disappearance and Death

Chen Fei disappeared. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's like the sadistic story that happened in "Bosom Friend" and "Story Club", but that's what happened.

She didn't leave any clues, any contact information.

Ms. Yuan said she had only told him that she was going to the United States recently and did not tell him anything else.

We couldn't figure out what was going on with her.

Ms. Chen's assistant said she sold all of the company's shares to other shareholders and donated most of her assets to charity.

Yuan Zheng and Chen Fei are brothers and sisters, he realized that Chen Fei had a problem, and went to the United States for a special trip, but returned empty-handed.

He told me that even those of us closest to her did not tell her that Chen Fei must have something to deal with, and she decided that this matter could only be handled by herself.

Yuan Zheng wants me to rest assured that Chen Fei is a thoughtful person, and if she disappears out of thin air, there must be a reason for her.

Thinking about the moments we had together, I often woke up late at night and looked at her pictures and secretly hurt myself.

I couldn't hide my loss, so I took half a month off and took a road trip to western Sichuan.

Standing on the ridge of Kangding, you can faintly hear the sound of reading aloud from the Munong Village Primary School, and the clean new school building stands.

I feel gratified.

I didn't go to the village, I didn't go to see Fu Wenxin and Xiaoni, I drove away directly.

This summer is destined to be very long.

Back in Beijing, the sun was already a little roasting.

Walking on the road, sometimes I can't find my way, or I deliberately lose my direction, so that I can wander around like a lonely ghost, without a purpose.

Every street, every scene, every grass and tree, all have our stories and imprints.

I live in memories and can't help myself.

I always think of shuttling through the Hutong shopping malls with Chen Fei to find the fly restaurant hidden in the old Beijing city.

There is also the embarrassment and joy left by the subtle trio with Yuan Zheng and Fu Wenxin in the park and café in college.

Where F4 has played wildly, the laughter doesn't seem to have subsided.

Now that everyone is gone, what's the point of me staying here?

Dream?

Dreams are empty and dispensable.

I accidentally went to Du Feng's community, he often asked me to go to his house to narrate, and when I came here today, I simply went to him to talk about his new movie.

Du Feng's door was plastered with receipts calling for the payment of water and electricity bills, thinking that he should have traveled far away.

I knocked on the door and there was no answer.

Just as he was about to leave, a burst of hallways instantly filled the corridor and came in a breeze.

With the wind came, there was a foul smell, like the rotting smell of dead rats.

When I was a child, Wen Qiniang always liked poisonous rats, and picked up dead mice from home every once in a while.

Her nose was not working, and by the time she found the dead rats, most of them had rotted and had maggots.

The stench is unavoidable.

I couldn't help but gag.

Sticking his face to the door of Du Feng's house, the rancid smell clearly emanated from inside.

I had a premonition that something was wrong, so I quickly took out my mobile phone and dialed Du Feng's phone.

The sound of the phone came from inside the house, which was the ringtone of the mobile phone that Du Feng had been using - "Symphony of Destiny".

My heart was pounding, praying that the worst wouldn't happen.

Dial 110, and in less than 20 minutes, the police arrived.

Breaking down the door, a strong rancid smell hits.

I walked in after the cop and saw him wrapped in pajamas, reclining on the couch, his face turning green, and a pile of syringes scattered underneath him.

I hurriedly turned around and rushed into the bathroom, my stomach was churning, convulsions were violent, vomit was spurting out of my mouth, and I felt like my internal organs were pouring out of my body.

A policeman followed up and patted me on the back: "Are you okay?" ”

I waved my hand at him and continued to vomit. Tears were washed out.

After throwing up, I sat on the floor, my eyes blurred.

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The police concluded that they had injected too many drugs and concluded that they had died by suicide.

Du Feng's funeral was very deserted, and he was his most loyal friend and fan.

He Tielong and I looked at each other speechlessly, and the two of us hugged each other tightly.

He sobbed incessantly and couldn't speak.

I patted him on the back and said, "Director Du has gone through this life in his way, he has not left any regrets, and our life will go on." ”

How do I proceed? My mind was in a mess.

The people I love, the walks, the vanishes, the deaths, the whole world seems to be shrouded in apocalyptic intentions.

That day, Lin Xiaoyan told me that she was going to Japan for graduate school and asked me to give her advice.

"Shall I go or not?" She looked at me with emotion.

"You can go if you want."

"Then do you want me to go or not?" There was something serious in her words.

I realized that I had a heavy responsibility for my next answer.

She is a girl with a better future, a life of her own, and not stop here.

"Go ahead, I want you to see the outside world."

She let out an "oh" and looked away in frustration.

"You can do it, I've watched so many Japanese movies, and I can only speak a few words in Japanese. Hey. ”

She snorted and laughed.

Before going to the airport to see her off, we went to eat Sichuan food together, and she said she would always remember the taste.

As soon as I entered the ticket gate, she suddenly turned around and ran back, burrowing into my arms and crying.

"Don't cry, go ahead, after this security checkpoint, there is a wide world on that side."

"What if there wasn't something I wanted in that world?"

"Who knows? If you don't go, how do you know if it's your Canaanite land, and when I'm free later, I'll go to Japan to see you. ”

"Then you need to learn a few more words in addition to those few sentences of Japanese." She burst into tears and laughed.

I wiped the tears from her face and brushed the hair on her forehead: "Go ahead, when the time comes, tell me *** it's not hot." ”

She laughed and kicked me.

Lin Xiaoyan entered the security checkpoint step by step and disappeared into the crowd, taking away the last bit of color in my life.

When midsummer came, Yin Deji said that he wanted to go back to his hometown to take care of Brother Mei, and he wanted to watch the birth of his doll, and the company's affairs were temporarily handed over to the assistant to take care of.

In this way, I was finally on my own.

Former friends, all growing up, each living their own lives.

What was once an ideal has been transformed into a compromise in reality, and in the end, we all live on this shore obscenely, forgetting the innocence of the past.

One day, I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of my office and stared at the white high-rise buildings that were as ugly as dinosaurs in the International Trade Center, and the smog weighed heavily on the air and weighed on my heart. In the flash of light, whispers of promise echoed in my mind.

Finally, I made a decision to leave Beijing.

I'm going to write a letter of resignation and go back to my hometown, fulfill my teenage promise in the quiet place where I was born and raised, and then write about our youth and life, and maybe finally live a rural utopian life with a village girl without distractions.

The next day, I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office again, lies and deception covering the innocence and dreams of the past, and piecing together the rituals that we had been destroyed by the city.

Knock on your head twice to make sure it's not a dream, and it's not a hot-headed choice. Finally, I handed the resignation letter to President Feng.

"Is it because of the matter of the Beverly Coal Mine, you are still haunted?"

"It's not."

He asked me again, "Is it not enough to pay the salary?" ”

I said, "No." ”

He said, "Sit down and let's talk." ”

I said, "I'm going to leave now, or I'll not be able to catch the plane." ”

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