Picked it up, and a line of words was written on it with a blue pen: Xiao Li-Zheng-Fan-Tian-Xiao......

He was quite surprised, if this book was Grandpa Luo's misrelocation, but what was the matter with this note?

Luo Ya, she didn't know that there was a girl like Xiaoli before? How can this be explained?

Who is this fan? And that little print, what does it mean?

The paper was still in his hand, and Lu Zheng came up from downstairs.

"Grandpa Luo said that something was wrong in Luo Luo's room, and I came up to take a look."

Yi Tian suspiciously showed the paper to Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng suddenly realized.

"Haha, everything can be explained, it was written by Xiao Li blindly, Grandpa Luo regarded Xiao Li as Luo Luo, this book must have been read by Xiao Li, and then changed the position. The traces that have been lying on the bed are of course also Xiao Li's masterpieces, and I must talk about her when I go back, which has caused so much trouble to Grandpa Luo. ”

"But, what about the shoes that Grandpa Luo said? I remember the last time Lolo and I came back, she did leave those shoes at home? ”

"This, it's my fault, the last time I came with Xiao Li, it happened to be raining, Xiao Li accidentally wet the cloth shoes she was wearing, and she changed them when she saw Luo Luo's shoes. Hehe, she and Lolo are both in the same shoe size of 36. That day, because she was in a hurry, she forgot to tell Grandpa Luo, and I also explained the reason to Grandpa Luo just now, and when I came back next time, I would bring the shoes again. ”

"Forget it, she's no longer here anyway, and Xiao Li can be considered to be the best use of everything."

"That's not good, this is Luo Luo's thing, keep it for you or Grandpa Luo, every thing in her, even the most inconspicuous, is a kind of thought, a kind of sustenance for the living."

Well, what Lu Zheng said also has a certain truth, such an ordinary pair of sneakers, but Grandpa Luo remembers it clearly, which shows how important these things are to Grandpa Luo.

The picture frame on the wall caught Lu Zheng's attention, and one of the photos was a picture of a young girl of six or seven years old wearing a princess dress.

Lu Zheng said that this was the first time he met Luo Ya.

Indeed, as Lu Zheng said, Luo Ya at that time was really a little chubby, and he was really like the skinny beauty later, but that look was still very cute.

The picture frame was covered with a layer of dust, and Lu Zheng took the picture frame off, and the clown's red nose fell.

Both of their faces changed.

"It seems that it is not a matter of a day or two for the clown to stare at Grandpa Luo, and it is no wonder that Grandpa Luo feels that there seems to be someone in this room in the past few days."

Yi Tian broke out in a cold sweat.

"However, since Bai Jie has so many opportunities, why didn't he do it earlier?"

Lu Zheng's tone was a little angry: "This is the problem of your police, Yi Tian, as an excellent people's policeman, I am really disappointed in you, first Luo Luo, you can't do anything, and now it's Grandpa Luo, I hope Grandpa Luo will not be a victim of your incompetence." ”

Lu Zheng's words were very sharp, and he hit the nail on the head and said the key to the problem, making Yi Tian embarrassed.

In the courtyard on the first floor, Grandpa Luo fell asleep on a recliner, needless to say, this was the result of chatting with Lu Zheng.

He is indeed an excellent psychiatrist.

Lu Zheng was very careful and put a blanket on Grandpa Luo's body.

He went out to answer a phone call and came back, and said to Yi Tian apologetically.

"This time this one patient was in a terrible condition, the situation was very unstable, and I went on a trip. His family wanted to take him out of town and wanted me to go with him, which was also good for the treatment. So I'm not in City C these days, so Grandpa Luo will ask you. I came to see him as soon as I returned. ”

The gate was half open, and the sunlight was just right in the courtyard.

Grandpa Luo slept very peacefully, and the copy of "Jane Eyre" was on the table.

Jasmine tea exuded a burst of aroma, Yi Tian picked up the book, the piece of paper was no longer there, it must have been taken by Lu Zheng.

However, Xiao Li's font is really similar to Luoya's font!

No wonder Lu Zheng said that Xiao Li and Luo Ya seem to have the same side, but they are completely different.

It turns out that it is all reflected in these details.

…………

The night was terriblely quiet, like a lynx creeping down from the mountain beam, returning to its nest, retracting a pair of paws under its neck, and the whole world dozed off.

The streets of Taiping Town also fell into a deep sleep.

A family in the middle of the stilted building, on the balcony on the second floor facing the national highway behind, a black figure appeared.

She was small and thin, wearing a peaked cap, and with a skillful leap from the balcony on the second floor, she jumped onto the national highway.

The silence on the national highway was unusual, and on such a night, it was so quiet that there was not a single car.

The sky is extremely dark, and it pulls the lonely shadow walking on the national highway to the old elder, making the night seem deep and mysterious.

It has been said that only superior people like darkness, and those who really live in darkness yearn for light, and those who live in darkness do not because they like the night, but because they are accustomed to counting the stars in the sky from the bottom of their hearts on a starless night.

Her figure was like a wild cat walking on tiptoe in the night, light and stubborn.

The winding national highway stretches infinitely forward like a dark gray ribbon in the night.

At the three-way junction ahead, a road leads straight ahead, a road leads to the village above, and a road leads to a forest below.

Hidden in the middle of the woods is a mansion that comes every night.

She would come to this forest and wait quietly, there seemed to be a wild wolf in the house, there was a huge disparity in strength between her and the wild wolf, but she would not let the wild wolf hurt anyone.

So she was there to guard, and as long as the wolf was dispatched, she would stop it with all her might.

She had been here for several nights, but the wolf inside had been so calm that he would not come out.

The night was long, and she watched quietly through the branches of the leaves as she watched the dim light emanating from the old house in disrepair.

I have that anti-wolf electric rod in my hand at all times, and I may be able to use it when necessary.

The forest was so quiet that insects crawled between the branches and leaves, and the rustling sound of gnawing on the tendons and veins of the branches and leaves was very obvious.

The anti-wolf electric rod in his hand was about to pinch out of the water because of nervousness.

Such a long, suffocating night, before the pre-dawn darkness came, there was always a time like a countdown of the seconds.

Sometimes, she wonders, what is the purpose of her doing this?

Is it to save a lost soul, or is it just to know who she is?

More often than not, she stared at the rotten courtyard door, her mind spinning.

In fact, she has something in common with the person inside.

That is, they all belong to the night, and the wandering spirits who walk in the night are trying to find themselves.