After answering the call from the little madman, Li Yufeng's mood became very bad, or rather, very uncalm. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At the foot of Mount Emei, Li Yufeng went directly to the hotel to open a room, although it was only noon, he was so tired that he fell asleep on the bed.

"Why are you asleep?"

"Little madman." Li Yufeng rubbed his eyes, he couldn't believe it, he had just ended the call, and he met so soon, and Li Yufeng didn't tell her which hotel he was in.

"Hey...... You don't take people to heart at all, and everything you say is false. Men are liars, they are all big bastards! When the little madman said the last two sentences, his voice became particularly poignant and penetrating, and Li Yufeng remembered that she was not like this at all.

"Don't kill a boatload of people with a stick, there are still good people, like me." Li Yufeng said with a smile.

"You, Yang Wu, are the biggest liar!" The little madman said that he was about to come up and grab Li Yufeng's hair, so frightened that Li Yufeng retreated and almost fell.

Li Yufeng hurriedly held on to the thing next to him, but the little madman's hair suddenly seemed to stand up, his eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed to him, "Ah......"

In the dark house, there was nothing, and Li Yufeng had a nightmare.

Sweat has soaked Li Yufeng's clothes, he walked to the window, opened the curtains, the outside was already brilliantly lit, and the music fountain on the opposite square was also activated.

Li Yufeng took off the clothes on his body, exposed his whole body to the air, and walked to the bathroom, in the huge mirror, it was his sturdy body and handsome face, is this himself?

Li Yufeng asked himself countless times, is this still the little college poet who is a little obscene, but talented?

Is this still the young Li Yufeng who is desperate for love?

Is this still the big madman of that little madman?

This is still the same ......

No, Li Yufeng died a few years ago.

At least one of the living ghosts in the mirror, and the skin was nothing more than an illusion......

Li Yufeng slammed his fist into the mirror hard, only to feel the crisp sound of the hand bones, but the mirror showed no signs of shattering at all. "Grass! Even this broken mirror is against itself! ”

Li Yufeng turned on the shower, let the cold water pour down from the top of his head, and the dangerous sweat mixed in it, flowing directly into his eyes, into his mouth, and into his body. It's all that tears are salty, but sweat is saltier, more bitter, and more astringent than tears.

Draped in a bath towel, Li Yufeng sat slumped on the sofa, and scenes from the past flew in front of him.

The little madman is not tall, less than 1.6 meters, Li Yufeng was 1.6 meters at that time, which may be the reason why Li Yufeng likes her very much, men's vanity, plus she has a crystal clear soul, at least he thinks so.

Li Yufeng couldn't understand why he had such a dream, but a day later, he knew the reason, because he received a phone call from the criminal police team of the Public Security Bureau.

"Li Yufeng, is it? We are from the criminal police team of the Chengdu Public Security Bureau, we found your mobile phone number in Lin Feng's mobile phone communication records, and you are the penultimate person to answer her call, so we want to know something about it with you. The voice on the other end of the phone was extremely serious, and Li Yufeng agreed without asking more.

The phone call of the criminal police team of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, Li Yufeng's heart was almost unbearable, something must have happened, but he didn't tell himself what happened, so he could only go to the police team to see first.

That night, Li Yufeng chartered a taxi back to Chengdu. By the time I got to the criminal police team, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

"Don't be nervous first, we also checked, you went to Mount Emei from the city tourist station today, and just came back, we just want to know something about you." A middle-aged policeman handed Li Yufeng a glass of water, and Li Yufeng took it and took a sip.

After driving all the way, he hadn't even drunk water, Li Yufeng breathed a sigh of relief, "Comrade police, what happened, what happened to Lin Feng?" ”

"She's in the hospital, resuscitating, and there's probably no problem." Another young policeman replied.

"Hospital! Rescue! It is estimated that ......" Li Yufeng once again felt as if he had found no one who had been parachuted after parachuting.

"Mr. Li, calm down. If you really care about Lin Feng, you should cooperate with our investigation, besides, the information you provide can't save her. The middle-aged policeman said with a smile.

From receiving a call from the little madman, to the nightmare at night, and then to the criminal police team, Li Yufeng's nerves were almost broken.

Li Yufeng rubbed his swollen and aching temples, and his chest was straight, "Ask, when can I go to the hospital to see Lin Feng?" ”

"You cooperate well, after we ask, you can go, and when the time comes, it is estimated that the rescue should also be over." The young policeman's words were always a little harsh, and Li Yufeng didn't pay attention to him.

"You ask, I say." Li Yufeng squinted his eyes slightly, feeling a bright light in front of him, and he couldn't open his eyes.

"When did Lin Feng call you?"

"It seems to be one o'clock at noon, it seems to be, didn't you check the call log?"

"Just answer truthfully, don't object"

"It should be one o'clock at noon."

"What did you say?"

"Half an hour, in fact, she didn't say anything, she just kept crying, I just comforted her, if you don't believe it, you can go to the telecommunications bureau to check the call recording." Li Yufeng knows that everyone's calls are recorded, but ordinary people's call recordings will only be kept for a week, and then they will be automatically deleted, of course, they can still be restored.

"We checked, but we didn't understand it, that's why we asked you. Why do you think Lin Feng called you? ”

"I," Li Yufeng didn't know how to answer this question, he hadn't been in touch for many years, if it weren't for the fact that QQ could still be used, I'm afraid he would never be able to contact him again in this life. "I think she doesn't seem to be very happy in her marriage, at least that's what she expressed, and as for what it was, she didn't say, and I didn't ask."

"What's your relationship?"

"We are brothers and sisters in the same university, because we have been in the same club, so we are very good friends, but we haven't been in touch for many years."

"Then why did she contact you again?"

"This, I'm afraid I can only ask Lin Feng. I really don't know. ”

"Also, how is her love life?"

"What does it mean to have a love life?" Li Yufeng was a little speechless, he didn't know how to answer this question at all.

"The direct point is whether she is having an affair or not, because she is already married."

"Affair? No way! When pigs fly! Li Yufeng replied in the affirmative, because he believed in her, just as he believed in her at the beginning, and it had never changed.

"Then do you know about his husband Yang Wu?"

"I heard her say that at that time, we were still in college, but after so many years, I don't know more, I just know that they are from the same place, born on the same day, the same month, the same year, and the others are gone."

"Ma Xinran, do you know each other?"

"Ma Xinran? I've never heard of him. ”

"You know, forget it, don't ask. What we say today, you don't say it, at least not while we solve this case, otherwise, you will be prosecuted for obstruction of justice, understand? ”

Li Yufeng nodded, and no longer wanted to continue, "Can I go to the hospital?" ”

"You look at the transcript and sign it if there is no problem."

Li Yufeng took a quick look, but in fact, he didn't look carefully at all, signed indiscriminately, and ran out of the public security bureau.

The night wind brews a storm in the April air, and although the world seems to be calm, in fact, the dark tide is turbulent.

When Li Yufeng took a taxi to the hospital, it was almost twelve o'clock, and it was already past the visiting time, and Li Yufeng was stopped by the little nurse and doorman at the door.

"Please, my friend is in there to rescue you, I'll just go in and take a look, just take a look, okay?" Li Yufeng's face, which should have been radiant, was already full of wind and frost at the moment, and tears hung on his cheeks like shallow ravines.

"No, the hospital has a rule, you can come back early tomorrow morning. I know you're upset, but don't embarrass us. The little nurse didn't back down a single step, and blocked Li Yufeng with her thin body.

"This gentleman, please respect yourself!" The doorman was a young man in his early twenties, and he didn't look annoying, but as soon as the words came out, Li Yufeng was a little angry.

"You, if you talk nonsense, I'm going to beat someone." Li Yufeng gritted his teeth and said word by word, his eyes were already bursting with fire.

"Who is arguing there, don't you see the big writing on the wall? Quiet! "The man was dressed as a nurse, but he looked like he was forty years old.

"Head nurse, this gentleman wants to see a friend who is being rescued, and we stopped him." The little nurse said with some grievances.

"That's right, it's okay. Do you want to see Lin Feng? She had just gotten off the operating table and the operation was successful, but tonight was a dangerous period, and in the intensive care unit, you couldn't see it. Come back tomorrow. The head nurse was visibly tired, but she spoke in a calm and gentle tone.

Li Yufeng nodded, turned around and walked out of the hospital gate.

It was twelve o'clock, less than eight hours before dawn, but it was as if he had been waiting for a century.

Li Yufeng's mind was full of the smiling faces of the little madman, and she was holding a book, reading those poorly translated foreign poems, and asking him to comment on her from time to time.

He looked at her face, as if he saw the first sprout after the end of winter, so vibrant, so vivid and beautiful. In those days, Li Yufeng almost forgot how to express his anger, and Li Yufeng's poetry was only bright and sunny:

What a joy! How could I burst into tears? 》

What joy! More intense than grief.

I counted down the calendars on the wall,

A whole month passed.

I'll only count the remaining thirty numbers.

I found that I could be so simple,

minecraft,

My body,

My ink-stained manuscripts are crooked,

I burst into tears every time I watched it.

But why is my heart so peaceful,

So warm,

So joyful?

This rainy day with the sun out,

I draw a big circle on the calendar,

My tears froze,

The one that keeps falling like a pearl,

splashed on the floor,

And the joy that continues to be broken!

Am I already in tears?

Li Yufeng stood outside the gate of the hospital, not far away, he closed his eyes, hoping that when he opened them, the first thing he saw was the little madman waving to him happily, and then, reading him those poems full of similes and code words.