Chapter Seventy-Three: The Secret of Concealment
Ouyang waited for a moment, and when he saw that there was no movement, he turned around and went back to the house, not wanting Li Sheng to follow him. The two tacitly went back to the house to rest. In the second half of the night, all four dreamed that they were lying in the coffin, suffocated to death. Early the next morning, He San fled home, while Ouyang and the three of them remained in Hong's house because of the rain.
Ouyang saw that the furnishings in the hall were exquisite, guessing that the Hong family had a solid background, and he was curious about the study last night, so he proposed to visit. Mr. Hong did not doubt it, and took the three of them to visit his mansion, and when he came to the study, he hesitated slightly, which made Ouyang even more concerned.
After entering the study, there was nothing unusual, but Ouyang was greedy for the antiques, calligraphy and paintings collected by Mr. Hong. That night, he committed theft, and Li Sheng saw that he had bad intentions, but he did not stop it. No, not long after Ouyang entered the study, he was bumped into by a fool who came to the study. Ouyang was afraid that the fool would shout, and in a hurry, he picked up the inkstone on the table and smashed it. The fool was bleeding from his head and fell to the ground.
Ouyang wanted to dispose of the corpse while no one found out, but the fool was not tall, but he was sturdy. Ouyang, who was weak, had no choice but to go back to the house and threaten to lure Li Sheng and the two to help. The three of them carried the fool to the cellar and threw him into the cave. When Ouyang was dealing with the scene, he found the oil-paper umbrella on the desk, thinking that it was brought in by a fool, so he didn't think much about it, so he took it and dealt with it together.
They thought that they would not mention it and would never mention it, so they went back to their houses to rest. The three people who were panicked all fell asleep. In the middle of the night, the house was filled with smoke, Li Sheng was choked up, he found himself in the fire, and hurriedly woke up Agui. The two fled in a hurry, but because the fire was too big, the beam collapsed, and unfortunately hit Gui's left leg.
After the two escaped from the house, Li Sheng was worried about the "goods" in Ouyang's numb bag, and if he ignored them, this trip would be in vain. He rushed in, rescued Ouyang from the unconscious, and also brought out the burlap bag.
"Lao Li, something is not right, there is such a big movement on fire, why doesn't anyone come out?" Agui said.
"No matter, let's withdraw first!" The two realized that something was wrong, and left Hongjia Village overnight with the unconscious Ouyang......
The rain outside the glass window is falling more and more rapidly, and the pedestrians on the road, walking in a hurry, with an umbrella, standing on the street, have not left for a long time.
"Lin Shan?" Li Hao shouted.
I looked at him with a look of surprise on my face: "What's wrong?" β
"Is there something wrong?" Li Hao asked uneasily.
"Maybe!" I said confusedly.
The tea in the cup was cold, Li Hao poured out the tea of both of them and filled it again. He sighed helplessly: "Although grandpa is just an accomplice, he is also forced by the situation." But after all, it is a human life, and he has never been able to let go! β
"I know!" I looked at the umbrella outside the window, a very ordinary colored umbrella, "Why did Elder Li say that the umbrella was in Ouyang's hand?" β
"I found it in the sackcloth, and at that time he thought it was Ouyang who stole it back......"
Ouyang shouldn't have done this, someone did it deliberately? Still is...... The umbrella came back on its own? I was speechless at this speculation, and not everything is the same as brass bells...... But perhaps......
"What are you going to do next?" Li Hao spoke out to plan my thoughts.
"Let's go to He'an!"
Li Hao was thoughtful, he looked at his watch and asked, "When are you going?" β
"Huh?" I reacted and said, "Not sure yet, probably ...... Something else! I looked at the figure in the rain, and suddenly I felt that she was waiting for me!
"Well, let me know before you go. Let's go first! After Li Hao finished speaking, he got up and left the box. I looked at the tea tray and, with pity, poured myself a new glassβhundreds, and didn't take two sips!
The rain was weakening, and I stood in front of the teahouse and saw the owner of the flower umbrella walking towards me.
"Are you free now?"
"You're here for me?"
She shook her head slightly, smiled and said, "Since we met, I want to talk to you!" β
"Alright then!"
"Here?" She glanced sideways, "Shall I treat you to a cup of coffee?" β
I nodded and stepped under her umbrella - she was dressed in a linen-colored dress, her hair was scattered, and the faint smell stimulated my sense of smell and kept me at arm's length.
We walked into a cafΓ© closer to the mall, and I still chose a window seat - not because of hypocrisy, but because I thought it would be more reassuring to see the people outside.
"What do you want to tell me?" I asked directly, a little bit like I wanted to get out early.
She elegantly stirred the black coffee on the table, with a faint smile on her face: "What do you want to know?" β
"It's you looking for me, not me looking for you!"
"Okay!" She picked up the cup, took a sip, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Miss Lin, would you like to listen to me tell an old story?" β
I'm stunned, I've heard quite a few stories lately. I pretended to be casual and said, "Feel free! β
"This story is actually very boring!" The faint smile on Yulan's face disappeared, replaced by a kind of loneliness, even a little desolate, she said: "A woman is infatuated with a man, she thinks that man will make her happy, but in the end, that man ruthlessly abandoned her!" β
"And then?"
Yulan looked out the window and said in an envious tone, "Don't you think this is the best ending?" β
"What's the worst that can happen?" I plucked up the courage to ask.
Yulan looked at me with a fierceness in her eyes, and she asked, "What do you think?" β
I grabbed my coffee cup in both hands and gulped half of it - for some reason, I was a little nervous!
"The man is dead!" She said suddenly, in an extremely calm tone, without a hint of emotion.
"Ahem" I choked on coffee, and when I calmed down, I asked, "What about her?" β
"She?" Yulan stroked the hair scattered next to her ears and said with a smile: "She survived!" β¦β¦ Miss Lin, what do you think of this ending? β
I shook my head and said confusedly, "I don't know!" β
"You say I'm your superhero ......"
"Sorry, I'll answer the phone!" I got up and walked to the side, and the call was from Xue Chen. Before leaving the teahouse, I called him to tell him about Yulan, and I wanted him to confirm.
I returned to my seat, and Yulan didn't speak again. She drank bitter black coffee, and with a faint smile on her face, she was indifferent and beautiful.
"He's coming for you?" Yulan suddenly asked.
I followed her gaze and looked behind me, where Xue Chen was storing an umbrella at the door.
Does Yulan know Xue Chen? It surprised me a little - "I hope you don't mind!" β
"No!" Yulan looked at me, "The end of the story is not over yet, if Miss Lin is interested in listening, next time we will have coffee together!" β
When Xue Chen came over, Yu Lan had already gotten up. The two passed by, she still smiled faintly, bowed her head slightly, and walked over to retrieve the stored flower umbrella.