The voice, faint and dark, seemed to hang from the air, making my whole body tremble slightly. I wanted to wake up from my dream, but I felt like a nightmare, and I couldn't wake up anyway. In my dream, I seemed to be running wildly on a deserted stone path, but there was no one on the side of the road. I called my sister's name, but no one answered me. Only one of the buildings in the old house seemed to be in the distance, and I wanted to run back, but with my pace, the house kept moving backwards, and I couldn't run back.

No matter how anxious I was, the dream seemed endless. This time I was probably really sick, and every time I opened my eyes, I saw that the position of the sun was different, suddenly rising in the east, suddenly in the sky, and suddenly setting in the west. It went on and on for several days, and I seemed to be sleepy and hungry, but I couldn't get up, and the more I slept, the more dizzy I became.

In the dream, more and more people appeared. First, my sister when I was a child, carefree and took me to run and chase in the garden in front of the door; Then there is my teenage sister, we depend on each other for our lives, relying on a bowl of egg noodles to live the New Year; Then when I was in high school, my sister was holding a paper bag in her hand and excitedly said to me, "Jojo, you have the money to go to college." "I was very happy, but I also noticed the bruises on my sister's thighs under her short skirt, but I didn't dare ask; After that, there were many faces of my sister, some happy, some sad, some lonely, and many of my sister's words, "Qiaoqiao, how to grasp the psychology of an old and cunning person?" "Jojo, someone has been very nice to me, and I finally have this day." "Jojo, I'm trapped." "Qiaoqiao, how to give up feelings that you shouldn't have." "Jojo, I'm not worthy of him." ……

I wanted to run away desperately, I wanted to avoid my sister, but I met Lu Zenghan head-on, his eyes were tangled, lingering, I didn't know if he was talking to me or my sister behind me, but I didn't feel like I threw myself into his arms, I trembled and trembled, Lu Zenghan hugged me tightly in his arms, moved emotionally, but his voice was ghostly: "Ke Qiao, in your heart, there is a selfish devil living in your heart." ”

I didn't want to listen to his sarcasm, but I couldn't help but shrink into his arms, this is the person I love, even if I know his feelings for my sister, I still want to warm up in his arms. It's a dream, right? Since it's a dream, I can be unscrupulous. In reality, I have to worry about morality and conscience, and in my dreams, why should I suppress myself? I hugged Lu Zenghan tightly, his kiss leaned over, I didn't run away, but took the initiative to meet it, his lips were so warm, just like the first time in the bar, he kissed away the love of my life in order to deceive Xiao Yanbing's kiss.

But how did this lingering kiss feel so real, and I could even hear his heavy, stranded breathing, and his unique breath? So much so that I myself tensed up all over my body, exuding a faint heat. When I opened my eyes, Lu Zenghan's somewhat haggard face was between my lips and teeth, and my heart thumped and suddenly sobered up.

It's not a dream, it's true, Lu Zenghan did sit on the edge of my bed and kissed me. I pushed him away, a little annoyed: "What are you doing! ”

Lu Zenghan's eyes struggled for a long time, and said lightly: "I can't find you in the past two days, and I didn't answer your mobile phone, so I'll come and see, I'm worried that something will happen to you." ”

"I don't need you to look, you get out! Get out! I frantically pointed to the door and shouted.

My bluff seemed to sting him a little, he looked at me carefully, and said, "Don't be in such a hurry to get me, come with me to the hospital, your body needs to see a doctor." ”

"I'm not going, you're leaving! Get lost! "I never had a gaffe and a roar, and I even smashed everything I could see at hand with a bit of uncontrol, pillows, lamps, medicine bottles.

There was a trace of pain in Lu Zenghan's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal, and said with a faint smile: "Okay, then I'll go first." You pay attention to your body. After speaking, he turned around and strode away, but he walked to the door and turned his head jokingly, "I didn't do anything just now, I'm afraid you have a nightmare, right?" ”

Lu Zenghan's words stunned me, but they also eased me from the rage just now. As the door slammed shut, I collapsed on the bed like a defeated chicken. I hate myself. The me in the dream is the selfish me in the subconscious. In fact, after so many years, I have never had a vague intuition, where does my sister's money come from? But my selfishness, my timidity, and my self-esteem make me deliberately erase some details every time I find them, and hide them in the depths of my memory and never remember them. I immersed myself in my sister's lies of self-reliance and self-reliance, happy, happy, proud, and used my sister to strengthen my heart. Lu Zenghan is right, I have a selfish devil living in my heart.

And the kiss with Lu Zenghan just now is the result of my own indulgence in dreams and subconscious, if I really feel ashamed of my sister, even in a dream, I shouldn't kiss him. Ashamed, devouring me again, I pulled out a Swiss Army knife from a drawer that I had bought at some unknown time and slashed it at my arm. At that moment, there was only one sentence in my head, "Die." ”

The blood and the pain brought me to my senses. I made more than 20 cuts on my arm, but they were all superficial skin wounds, and none of them were forced. How can a selfish person ever hurt himself? I threw the knife back in the drawer in anger and covered my face weakly.

I don't know how long I sat there, until night was about to fall again, and my phone rang. Yang Yize's phone, he was outside the door.

I didn't know what he had found out again, so I hurriedly straightened my clothes, put on a long-sleeved shirt to cover my arms, picked up what had been thrown out of the ground, and ran out to open the door. Yang Yize walked in quickly, the door was not closed, and he was not polite to me when he sat on the sofa: "Sister Xin, I found something again, I want to confirm with you." ”

I was not in the mood to boil water, so I took two bottles of iced mineral water from the refrigerator and handed it to him: "You say." ”

Yang Yize hesitated for a moment and said: "Because your sister used to be very close to Zou Shizhao and some dignitaries in Nancheng, I checked more, but found one thing. I think there should be a connection, but I didn't find any evidence. Yang Yize wanted to say something, but stopped.

I looked at him and said, "Whatever you want, just ask." As long as I know. ”

Yang Yize took a deep breath and said, "Okay, then I'll ask." Sister Xin, do you remember how your parents died? ”

My parents? It was as if a pool of red blood had exploded in my head, and I wanted to remember, but I couldn't recall anything. I pounded my head, for so many years, the matter of my parents is a pain that I never dare to think about and cannot remember. I looked at Yang Yize distractedly: "I can't remember, I was too young at that time." ”

Yang Yize looked at me suspiciously: "You're not too young, it's time to remember." Do you really not remember the 822 case? ”

“822？” is a very familiar name, I suddenly remembered, isn't that the case of He Xiaomin's biological father who committed a crime and went to prison? I remember asking Mei Zijun, and he said that it was the biggest drug smuggling and trafficking case in Nancheng. Twenty years ago, my family was in the north, not in the south, what did it have to do with my parents? I looked at Yang Yize suspiciously, "You mean my parents, related to 822?" ”

"I'm not sure, but I found out that Xin Keyi had used all her strength to investigate this case. So I want to ask you. Yang Yize said slowly, and was about to speak, but was suddenly stopped by a voice.

"Alright, don't ask." Han Muzhi didn't know when he would come in, and said to Yang Yize with a calm face, "Investigate Yingying's matter, what are you doing with these old accounts?" ”

"If you don't turn over these, how can you find the murderer? And how to catch the murderer? Yang Yize asked rhetorically.

"Then you can turn it over from another way." Han Muzhi's voice was full of dissatisfaction, "But the early death of Qiao's parents has been a blow to her, have you asked her to recall these and consider her feelings?" ”

Yang Yize looked at Han Muzhi, his eyebrows and eyes were entangled for a moment, and he said bitterly: "It seems that Yingying's sister has no weight in your heart." Tengdi stood up and walked away without looking back. How can a man who is desperate to avenge his beloved take care of so many emotions?

Han Muzhi was knocked down by this sentence, he sat on the sofa, his hands on his forehead weakly. Yang Yize's words were heavy, Han Muzhi held Yingying's hairpin in his painful eyes late at night, and anyone who saw it knew the weight of that sister in his heart. It's just that everyone faces things and expresses different emotions.

I leaned over and patted Han Muzhi's hand and sighed, "Muzhi, don't pay attention to his words. Everyone is in a bad mood. ”

Han Muzhi clenched my hand with his backhand, clenching it very tightly, but he didn't say anything. After a long time, he let go and said, "But Qiao, I don't care about Yingying. But when she is gone, she can't let the living people hurt because of a person who is gone. What's more, I care about you so much, and I will only have you in the future. ”

Han Muzhi's tone was full of pain, and I didn't say anything. I really want to refute him, I don't exist in his world, but seeing him in such pain, I can't bear to poke his heart at this time.

The wind outside the window lightly snapped at the window, and Han Muzhi and I were both pondering. I don't know what he's thinking, but I'm still stuck in the "822" case that Yang Yize said just now, and from Han Muzhi's expression, he seems to know something. And he prevented me from hypnotizing me into the depths of memory, could he also be unwilling to remind me of this? But why did I forget all this? What Yang Yize said is also reasonable, I was already in elementary school at that time, and I shouldn't remember anything. For so many years, I deliberately didn't think about it, but when I really thought about it, I couldn't remember it.

Thinking about it, He Xiaomin's father has experienced that case, and he is still in the process of sentencing, so ask him at this time, maybe all the mysteries will be revealed.