At 9:06 a.m. on July 24, 2014, the weather gradually warmed up after the rain, and looking out the window was the lush greenery and the chirping of cicadas, and the sun pierced people's eyes.

Your name is Sima Wei, and you've been a little busy with the company's affairs lately.

You stand in your office on the 19th floor, watching the crowd of people through the floor-to-ceiling windows, busy and busy for life.

At this time, you think of the past when you skipped class when you were a child in the seventh middle school, and the corners of your mouth can't help but show a weird smile.

You seem to be a little sad, the years have passed, time has passed, and time is no more.

Are you old? It is said that when people are old, they like to reminisce.

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WeChat Didi rang twice, and it was the "No. 7 classmate group" that was not very contacted.

It's such a coincidence, it was the high school classmates in the seventh middle school, and they hadn't moved for about half a year. The last time I contacted was before the Spring Festival, when I asked the old classmates of the fifth junior high school to get together for dinner and singing.

Later, the meal was eaten, and you really can't remember where it was eaten. After dinner, you go to Jinsha nightclub to sing the song, this you have an impression, because it is the private room you booked.

The singing didn't reach 12 o'clock at midnight, and I don't know why, there were two old classmates, a man and a woman, who sat together at first and talked and laughed, but suddenly they started a fight, which made everyone break up unhappily.

The reason for the quarrel was a female classmate who died in an accident in a car accident in her junior year of high school, named Yin Cocoon, who was beautiful and didn't like to talk much on weekdays. Always reading books in the corner alone, writing and writing, as if he had published a few supernatural novellas, and his pen name was "The Flower of the Other Side".

You are Sima Wei, you haven't read the novel written by your high school classmate "The Flower of the Other Side", and you don't know why the two old classmates quarreled over Yin Cocoon. I paid for it at the time and returned home very disappointed.

When you open the door, you hear the European wall clock ringing on the wall, it's twelve o'clock in the night.

There are only a dozen people in the "No. 7 classmate group", and many old classmates have long lost contact, and you have gradually forgotten what they look like.

Isn't life like this, no matter how much unforgettable it is, it can't withstand the flow of time.

"Welcome old classmates, new partners ......" in the WeChat group, the squad leader is marked with an icon after a line of words.

There is a new person added, you click on the three dots in the upper right corner to view the information of friends, which old classmate is it?

The avatar is a stunning and bewishing pink flower with gold trim.

In this helpless real life, you have never seen such a beautiful flower with sadness.

Under the avatar, there are three words "flowers on the other side".

You can't tell whether you are shocked or cold in your heart, click on the circle of friends of "Flower on the Other Side", and there is no publicly visible picture and text except for a line of words.

"You just shake this string of wind chimes at midnight on a stormy and cold night, and I will appear......"

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You remember, at that time, there were a string of wind chimes hanging on the two or three windows on the aisle wall of the seventh middle school.

When the wind blows, the wind chimes will jingle and sound very pleasant.

So you call your high school classmates and ask how many windows were there on that wall.

"Moxi Moxi," this is the code word agreed upon when he was a student, "Moxi Moxi" means that no outsiders can talk casually, and "Thank you" means that there are outsiders around you to talk about business.

The person who answered the phone was me, my best friend from high school and my current friend, and your call went straight to the landline on my desk.

I can't remember who was around at the time, as if I rarely went to work on time at this point, but it was there on this day.

"Thank you," I said, "what day is today?" ”

You were shocked, but instead swept away the haze of being in a tense state for the past few days, and said with a smile: "Brother Ye Wei, how long have you not been drinking together?" Why don't you come out all the time? ”

I looked up and saw a figure flashing through the empty doorway, seemingly wearing a blue janitorial uniform.

My secretary, Xiao Ji, once hinted to me that Aunt Zhang was sent by Shao Dong to monitor the movements of insiders.

By the way, the secretary Xiao Ji was next to me at the time, and she should have routinely reported the sales data of last week's real estate, but in fact, she was also sent by Shao Dong to see me.

So I said, "Brother Sima, I have to work overtime here at night, and there are a lot of things in the company recently, so I can't get out of ......."

You and I have been brothers for many years, you understand my sentence "here...... can't get out of the body", and said with a smile: "That's okay, that's okay, you can take a look at the WeChat classmate group at your convenience." ”

"Huh?" I realized that the mobile phone lost its signal at some point, and the office of real estate sales is generally placed on the first floor of the site, which has advantages and disadvantages. Not much to say, it is convenient for customers to come to the door to receive the affinity and is not troublesome, and it is convenient to set up the model house and then hand over the property as an office, etc., the most serious disadvantage is that the mobile phone signal on the first floor of the general high-rise place is not good.

You sighed, "I know your signal is going to die, but fortunately I'm smart enough to call your landline." You said, "Just now Lao Yang added an old classmate to come in, guess who?" ”

"Who else could it be? After becoming a deputy director, you can call a civet cat who can't move? Immigrated to Australia and lost contact? What is the name of the man who disappeared after becoming a national security? …… It can't be the other side of writing novels, right? "I'm interested, and I don't care that Xiao Ji has been standing there for nearly half an hour, looking at me pitifully......

"You guessed it right this time," you say, "it's this cocoon with the pen name 'Flower of the Other Side'!" ”

I lit a cigarette and was surprised, "How is this possible?" Didn't Yin Cocoon die in his junior year of high school? Hit and killed by a green Beijing jeep? Her memorial service was attended by our whole class, weren't you there? Don't make such jokes, right? ”

You ring the bell and ask the secretary Lao Wang to make a cup of coffee and come in, and said suspiciously: "I remember all this, that's why I called you." ”

"Otherwise, I'll give you a back in time." I said, putting down the phone dumbfounded.

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I was a little distracted, as if a quiet and delicate girl in the quiet and quiet show appeared in front of me......

Ji called out to the boss, handed over the diffuser burner, and pointed to the long soot in my hand. By the time I tried to flick the ash into the diffuser it was too late, and I fell free fall on my desk.

What is the company system, I don't know if you need to use your brain to socialize when doing sales, and you don't let the ashtray go. If you don't put the ashtray, don't you smoke? Isn't it the same if you don't put an ashtray and put an aromatherapy stove?

Ji hurriedly went to get a tissue to help me wipe the cigarette ash on the table, and leaned his head to listen curiously to what I was saying.

I motioned for her to sit down on the couch in the doorway, and she shook her head stubbornly, pouting in disobedience. Up and down this company, none of them are big or small.

I put the lid on the diffuser with my right hand and said loudly to Xiaoji: "Bring the report to me and I will sign it, and you can send it to Lao Zhang and Lao Li and them, ......"

Xiao Ji knew that I was going to break her away, and he was dissatisfied with the pile of papers and put it in front of me.

"I haven't eaten," I said, "where are you signing up?" ”

Xiao Ji opened the top one aggrievedly, pointed here, turned two pages and dotted there. In this company culture, you often have to change the place when you sign your name, that is, you sign eight places, and you don't see it.

I quickly signed and said, "Hard work, please eat pizza at noon, can you avoid it?" Old classmates chat, nothing to do with the company's business. ”

Xiao Ji turned his anger into joy: "Okay, don't let the pigeons go." ”

"I don't have any pigeons at home." As I spoke, I finished signing the document and pushed it to Xiao Ji.

Xiao Ji hummed a Hainan folk song and walked out of the door with a file.

Xiao Ji is a native of the Li ethnic group in Hainan, studied at university in Xuancheng, and stayed in Xuancheng to work after graduation. With fair skin, a small figure, looking at her twisting back, I thought, who is the secretary?

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I looked out the window, and Aunt Zhang, the cleaner, was mowing the lawn in the shade of the trees, raising her head from time to time and peeking at me.

I realized that the crouched figure had been there all morning, but it had been well disguised and had not caught my attention.

So who would be the figure that flashed by the door of my office before?