We went back to my parents' house first, but fortunately Qi Yan and his party were not there. The door was open. I pushed the door open, my heart crumbling. As far as the eye can see, it is messy and broken. I seemed to see a crowd of people pouring into the room, tumbling, throwing, kicking, being as rude as they could, while the room was sobbing lowly, but could do nothing but wait for its owner to return. I walked into my childhood room first: the little chair was lying crookedly on the floor, looking at me innocently, and I crouched down and held it up. The wardrobe door was open, and all the clothes were dumped on the floor, a deep shade of green, mixed with dust and thanks. Quilts, pillows, sheets, mattresses, etc., were lifted all in one piece and crumpled together. I suddenly remembered the dazed teddy bear and hurried over to it, rummaging through the messy bed like crazy. His hand was hit hard by the head of the bed, but he was still obsessed with searching.

"What's wrong with you? What are you looking for? An Yin grabbed my hand and asked.

I shook off his hand and continued to search aimlessly, saying, "That teddy bear, it was in this bed the last time I came. ”

"I remember, don't look for it, I'll try."

An Yin's mouth was full of words, his eyes were slightly closed, his eyelashes cast a shallow shadow on his face, and his body shimmered with light, and then slowly dissipated.

"No, it's not here." An Yin said lightly.

"How could it not be!? It was still there last time! I shouted.

"Yes, it was here last time, but it's not in this room now."

"Impossible! How can it be! I shouted paranoidly, knowing full well that I was being vexatious, that there was no teddy bear here. But I was still rummaging frantically, even yelling at An Yin who was stopping me. I just wanted to vent. There are too many things in my heart, but I can't find an exit.

"Don't do that, that teddy bear was taken away, but you can buy another ......"

"That's my teddy bear! It's mine! I just want it! Who the hell is it! Why you should do it! Why are they doing it! ”

A nail stabbed straight into my palm, the pain hit, and the tears finally had an excuse to fall.

"I know you're feeling bad right now, but please don't do this, I'm sorry, I don't know how to comfort you, I've never been good at expressing emotions, you know, whether it's past or present......"

"Don't tell me don't do this or don't do that! Leave me alone! If I want to cry, you will make me cry, and if I want to continue to look for you, let me find you! Also, I never knew you, just like you didn't know me! "I suddenly remembered Akiki Hibiscus, and my heart was even more unpleasant.

An Yin was silent.

I regret what I just said, I have been with An Yin for the past ten years, and I can't live without him.

I stopped crying, I stopped shouting, I stopped rummaging, I just sat there quietly.

An Yin also stood there quietly, not speaking, and not walking away.

There are some people with whom you will never be able to argue. And some things need to be resolved through quarrels. Therefore, many things between me and An Yin can no longer be solved in these silences. If it were Qi Yan's guy, it would probably be completely different. Damn, why am I thinking of that guy at this time.

The sun was sinking in the west, and the sky was getting darker and darker, and finally it fell into darkness. I've calmed down. The night is always quiet.

"Ann Yin?" I spoke anyway.

"What?"

His tone seemed as if nothing had just happened, and we were just the same quiet nights as before, as I did my homework, or read a book, or chatted with him about all the oddities in the class. He sat quietly on the sidelines, answering my nonsensical question.

"I'd like to go to my parents' room again."

"Okay."

An Yin followed me to my parents' room, although I was mentally prepared, my heart was like being bitten by ten thousand insects, and one day it would completely collapse. It was even more messy than my room. Almost everything was destroyed and scattered on the ground, making it difficult to make out what it was.

My eyes stayed on the wardrobe, and I vaguely felt a little strange, the whole room was messy, but the wardrobe was unharmed, standing calmly in this mess.

I stepped forward and pulled open the door of the closet, which, though it had been turned over, was far more neat than the rest. I subconsciously took out the clothes in the closet one by one, as if something was waiting for me under these clothes.

Suddenly, my hand jerked to a halt.

In a pile of orange and white wardrobes, I found an aqua blue garment, so glaring but so harmoniously lying there, as if it was supposed to be here. I leaned closer, my hand shook, and the other clothes in my hand were scattered all over the ground, and this blue dress actually looked like the cheongsam in Qi Yan's painting. Surprised, I took out the cheongsam.

I held my breath, not like it, but exactly the same, as if the painting was drawn according to this cheongsam.

How so......

I gently touched the smooth cheongsam, and the appearance of the woman in Qi Yan's painting and the appearance of the mother flashed alternately, and then continued to coincide. Although the two are very different in appearance and temperament, they can still find some subtle similarities. Don't......

"What's wrong?" An Yin walked over and looked at the cheongsam in my hand and asked.

I looked up and told him about the painting I had seen in Qi Yan's studio and some of the things Qi Yan had told me about his master.

"Are you saying that this cheongsam is exactly the same as the one in Qi Yan's painting?" An Yin groaned.

"It's too coincidental, I suspect that my mother is the owner Qi Yan has been looking for. But it's not right, my mother's favorite color is orange, and my favorite flower is tulips, but this dress is aqua blue, and the flowers on it are plum blossoms. And...... "Why didn't I find this cheongsam when I came home before?" Among the many oranges, it is clearly so conspicuous......

"No, we didn't see this cheongsam the last time we came, and it was clear that someone put it in the closet afterwards. But who would do it? Why would he do that? turned other places into a mess, but only here was an extra cheongsam. ”

"Maybe it's Qi Yan himself? Maybe he came back here after that? Did he come back to search this place on the orders of the Lord? ”

"Could it be that your mother is the master that Qi Yan has been looking for, and when he came back to perform the mission, he happened to find that your mother was his master, and then left the cheongsam he made later? But it doesn't make sense. An Yin guessed.

"If that was the case, then he should have known who his master was and already knew she was dead, but he told me earlier that he hadn't found his master." I remembered those conversations, on the open rooftop, in the dimly lit studio, and remembered the last time we met, swords facing each other, and my heart ached inexplicably.

"His words were not credible, and I thought there was something wrong with him from the beginning. Maybe the photo before was also his ghost. ”