It has rained in Shanghai, the sky is sunny after the rain, and there is still a line left in the sky.

It was a peaceful evening.

But Feng Jingxi's poor head just turned into the airport expressway and went out of the situation.

A white Land Rover overtook the side lane and drove so fast that it crossed the solid line and scraped against them for a second.

It happened that there was an invisible puddle on the road, and when the car overtook it, they shook and splashed a car of rain with a "bang".

The taxi driver's mouth unconsciously came out of his mouth, "Damn!" MD", quickly slowed down the car and leaned to the side.

But the Land Rover showed no signs of stopping, and continued to accelerate forward, out of their sight.

"Crazy, how did you open it?" The master deliberately said it in Mandarin, because when he saw that Feng Jingxi was a foreigner, he was afraid that he would not understand.

In fact, Feng Jingxi can understand Shanghainese. Guan Zailan often told him that his roommate was also a Shanghainese, so the friends who came and went in the house also spoke Wu Nong.

However, he didn't need to explain it to the master.

Waiting for the taxi to stop at the temporary parking place of the seat belt, the driver quickly got out of the car to check the condition.

The door on the driver's side was recessed, and a large piece of paint had fallen off. It costs one or two thousand to repair and maintain, to say the least.

The driver said angrily:

"This car is a hit-and-run."

Then he was indignant and said to Feng Jingxi,

"How's this going on, boy? He drove so fast, I don't know if the surveillance can shoot clearly. Wait a minute, can you help me testify? "The driver was testing him, hoping that he could accompany him as a witness to report the crime.

Feng Jingxi saw this situation and was silent.

"Young man, I'll give you free of the fare, can you help?" Seeing that he didn't say anything, the driver began to grind and bubble.

Feng Jingxi still didn't say anything, but thinking that he was not in a hurry, he should do a favor.

And his eyesight is excellent, probably after he doesn't like to speak, he subconsciously becomes sharp in sight and hearing.

After a while, he spoke, "Okay, I remember his license plate number, B34A6." I'll help you testify. ”

"So powerful? How did today's children evolve to look like aliens? ”

The master's heart fell to the ground and he quickly called the police.

In fact, the car that had just sped past was driven by Mu Luyuan.

He didn't want to hit and run, but he didn't feel the scratch at all.

Because his mood has been extremely bad, he can't care about feeling normal.

After repairing the two of them, he learned that his brother's flight to Beijing took off in the afternoon, and he should still be at the airport. So he rushed to Pudong Airport like a wild and searched the entire departure hall, but he didn't find Mu Luyu.

And Mu Luyu didn't answer his calls at all, nor did he reply to his text messages. I searched for more than two hours and found nothing. He ended up going back to the city in a fit of rage.

So, speeding, unaware of the accident, plus in a very bad mood, he also had a bad attitude when the traffic police notified him.

That night, he was summoned by the Criminal Division of the Traffic Police Brigade to think that the eyewitness remembered his license plate. However, when the witness's phone number was needed, it was discovered that it was a foreign phone number, and it was from South Africa.

And Feng Jingxi waited for the traffic police to finish the police an hour late before returning to the temporary rented residence, Xue Yichen's apartment in Jing'an.

"It's amazing that you can remember the license plate at such a fast speed." Before leaving, the traffic police brother also looked at him curiously and asked for his contact information.

Because if the speed of the car exceeds 120 yards, it may indeed be a blind spot of monitoring, and the license plate cannot be seen clearly. He may also be contacted again to facilitate a follow-up investigation.

This toss triggered all the fatigue he had accumulated in East Africa, and he really felt exhausted and sleepy.

He was glad he wouldn't be able to sleep again tonight.

After taking a simple shower, and without waiting for Xue Yichen to come back to catch the wind, Feng Jingxi climbed into a bed and fell asleep before eight o'clock.

Steady sleep finally returned to his body briefly.

Insomnia seems to be saved only by exhaustion?

That night, he had that dream.

Dreamed of her.

I can't remember how many years have passed, but the moment that appeared in his dream was like yesterday.

Human memories are really unreliable, and most of them are not as real as dreams.

Like the dust accumulated in sparsely populated places, those who once thought that they would not forget without teeth will still be forgotten after a long time. The wounds that once burned into the heart will no longer be so painful when they are cooled, and the instinct of escape will soak them in water, time, nothingness, and finally disappear.

In this way, you can live in peace.

Therefore, only in his dreams, even if it was extremely painful, he dared to see her again, even if it was only for a moment, even if it was like a star retrograde, it took a long cycle, and the stubborn waiting was his only cruel consolation.

Maybe one day, she will still disappear from his life like a morning mist. Leaving only a large void where he continued to live, a vast expanse of impassable desolation.

Living and dead are nothing but monsters tangled in a string called time. And they are buried in our bodies, in the noise and silence around us, everywhere.

Just like that night, he hugged her body, no matter how hard he tried and struggled, it seemed that he was just in a weak void, feeling that she was really slowly dying.

And the harder he tried, the more he tried to hold her, and she was like a drowning man, the colder she became, the farther away from him, the closer she was to death.

In the end, all he was holding was a body that had no temperature.

By the time he sobered up, she was no longer in this world.

This has become a fact, and it has also become Feng Jingxi's nightmare.