The price of the ring is about two or three thousand, like Han Lin's position, it is estimated that he can buy it in a month, but Han Lin has saved more than half a year's money.

Maybe the ring itself is not important, the important thing is that it can remind Han Lin of that difficult time, and can make her remember the joy of finally buying the thing she dreamed of for the first time after saving up for a long time.

Even when he slept at night, Xia Min could feel the power emanating from Han Lin in his body more peaceful and stable.

When he woke up the next day, Xia Min was refreshed, and after making sure that there was no place for him at the funeral home for the time being, he took another day off.

After thinking about it, he asked Wang Mingliang, and after learning that the Liberation Spirit Association did not have allowances and reimbursements for members' outing expenses, he took the bus to the eastern suburbs.

Regarding the matter of the iron pillar, he must figure it out, it is not that the iron pillar is a great threat to him, but Xia Min faintly feels that the iron pillar has played the role of a key NPC from beginning to end, and always leads himself to another path at a delicate moment.

Coming to the Sunshine Apartment again, Xia Min can be regarded as seeing the whole picture of the day.

The wide staircase, long hallway and clothes pole of the tube building are just a few of the hallmarks, and the Sunshine Apartment is no exception.

The sunny apartment looks normal during the day, perhaps because many people have only one person working in a family, and many housewives do their own chores.

In addition, the uncles and aunts downstairs play Tai Chi, walk, and tease the birds, just like a harmonious community.

At eight or nine o'clock, many families are also using the communal stove in the corridor to make breakfast, and the fragrance of noodles or porridge diffuses in the wind, so that Xia Min can get out of the fast pace of the crowded city and begin to feel the warmth of the December morning sun.

Xia Min bought a fritter and a cup of soy milk in the breakfast shop downstairs, thought about it, carried another drawer of buns, and walked to the security room.

That night, the security guard was sitting at the door, smoking a dirt cigarette with a pipe, smoking and spitting two mouthfuls of phlegm.

People who are used to smoking this kind of cigarette basically don't smoke cigarettes, because they have no taste, but now there are almost no people who smoke this kind of cigarette in the city, the last time Xia Min saw him was when he went to the park with his grandmother when he was a child, and several elderly people smoked like this.

"Uncle, have you eaten breakfast?" Xia Min greeted the security guard familiarly.

"Huh? Who are you? The security guard looked confused.

Xia Min's smile froze on his face and slowly faded.

"You don't know me, I came that night, and I still chatted with you?"

"Huh?" The security guard frowned, as if he was carefully recalling: "When did it happen, why don't I remember?" ”

Xia Min saw that the security guard really couldn't remember, so he had to laugh dryly: "Ouch, uncle, I'm sorry to recognize the wrong person, I met an uncle who teased birds in the park that day, and said that there are still a lot of good-looking ones at home, so I asked me to take a look, no, I didn't pay attention just now, and I made a mistake." ”

"Oh, tease... Look over there. The security guard pointed in one direction: "On the third floor over there, Lao Wu's house, Lao Wu is cute and funny, you can see if it's him." ”

"Okay, thank you uncle." Xia Min smiled and nodded, preparing to leave the security room first.

"Alas, wait!" The security guard suddenly stopped Xia Min.

Xia Min thought that the security guard had remembered, and hurriedly turned around: "What's wrong with the uncle?" ”

The security guard pointed to the buns on the table: "Your buns." ”

"Hey, uncle, you can keep it for yourself." Disappointment flashed in Xia Min's eyes.

"That's embarrassing." The security guard tapped the pipe on the edge of the door, shook out the blackened tobacco, and smiled to reveal a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

Xia Min waved his hand: "It's not worth a few dollars, so don't be polite, uncle." ”

The security guard haha: "Then you're welcome." ”

The moment Xia Min turned around, his smile converged, revealing a thoughtful expression.

What's going on?

It's only been about thirty hours since I last met him, and I've forgotten about myself.

If Xia Min said something to him when people came and went during the day, and then he forgot about it, it is understandable, his memory is declining when he is old, it is easy to explain.

But the time they met was after two o'clock in the morning, and they talked a lot about Tiezhu, no matter who it was, Xia Min should have left a very deep impression on the other party, and the security guard's performance didn't look like a fake, it should really not remember Xia Min at all.

Just when Xia Min was full of doubts, he suddenly noticed a trace of discomfort, as if he was secretly watching.

Xia Min glanced at the tube building seemingly casually, and found that there was a person on the fourth floor who was extremely strange.

It was a middle-aged woman in her forties, with short hair and a little fat.

She seemed to be drying clothes, but her eyes fell on Xia Min intentionally or unintentionally, and she quickly closed the window after Xia Min realized herself.

"Strange," Xia Min muttered as she stared at the closed window.

He felt that this sunny apartment was not as simple as it seemed to him.

He went back to the shop where he bought breakfast and asked for a cup of soy milk.

The boss is a middle-aged uncle with a chef's hat and an apron, who looks a little nondescript.

"Alas, uncle, I want to ask you something."

Xia Min took the soy milk and didn't leave immediately, but pulled a stool and sat next to the stove where the fried fritters were fried.

"What's the matter?" The boss cuts a piece of dough and expertly pulls it into long strips.

"The security guard at the door doesn't have a good memory." Xia Min took a sip of soy milk: "I obviously chatted with him last time, but I came to a friend to greet him today, and he didn't remember me." ”

"Can't you?" The boss pulled the towel and wiped his hands, and turned the fritters in the oil with long chopsticks: "Uncle Meng was famous for his good memory when he was young, and the people he saw were unforgettable, and there was no monitoring in the past, but relying on Uncle Meng's unique skills, several thieves were caught by Uncle Meng with the police." ”

"Is it possible that my memory has deteriorated as I get older?" Xia Min said jokingly.

"No, it won't." The boss waved his hand: "Not long ago, Uncle Meng recognized a fugitive suspect who had stolen something from us several years ago at a glance, and called the police directly, good guy, I heard that the person killed someone in the field later, and he ran into Uncle Meng just after coming back to avoid the limelight." ”

"Oh, this Uncle Meng is really not visible." Xia Min said as if in amazement.

"That's not, he knows everyone here in us, if he doesn't know you, you must be mistaken, Uncle Meng can remember everyone he meets, not to mention that you have spoken, do you say no?" The boss looked like he was grinning.

"Maybe I'm mistaken." Xia Min smiled, and then asked as if he had just remembered:

"Alas, uncle, by the way, is there a child named Tiezhu in your community?"

"Iron pillars? What did he do, you ask? ”

There was something strange about the owner.

Xia Min smiled: "Actually, I'm a doctor, last time I heard my master say that the hospital received a very strange patient, and even my master couldn't do anything about it, isn't this a little curious, I want to come and see." ”

"Oh, that's it, then it's unfortunate that you're here, and the iron pillar has gone to school." Hearing that Xia Min was a doctor, the boss nodded knowingly.

"And how long does it take for him to come back?"

"Then I'll have to wait until the evening, maybe six or seven o'clock, I heard that he goes to school in the city, it's a long way."

"That's right." Xia Min nodded, and pointed to the window where the fat woman who peeked at her before was: "Uncle, who lives in that family, just now her clothes pole almost fell and hit me, I reminded her that she closed the window without saying a word, there is no politeness at all, I want to find her theory." ”

"She." The boss squinted his eyes and shook his head after seeing clearly which window Xia Min was referring to: "That one, you still don't want to theorize." ”

"Why?"

"That's a madman, he's been crazy for years."