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Let's go. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Everything is as it is.

Zhong Xian chased a back, in a long hallway. The white-robed figure walked calmly, then turned and entered a room on the side of the hallway. Zhong Xian chased after it, and saw that it was nothing but an empty door, and inside the door was an endless black cloud......

Sleep until the sun rises. The light is projected in, through the curtain, and the bronzing pattern that was not obvious is now formed by the filter in front of the eyes, and the shadow is sufficient.

When I woke up, the alcohol was still a little there. The bell strings are full of golden light. I was puzzled for a moment, and I didn't know where I was. Then you can see that you are on a European-style bed, and under the sun, you will be luxury. suddenly remembered that this was in Deng Yi's bed.

Deng Yi was not around. Zhong Xian was the only one in the bed, stunned.

Every time.

Maybe that's what that guy is all about, waiting until he's completely asleep and leaving, maybe he's like Dake, who only likes the ghostly atmosphere at night, but doesn't want to see the sun the next day with every playmate.

Does his daytime side belong only to the only one in his heart?

Does Deng Yi also have such a spiritual realm? A man's body is never worth much, but his spirit is at a height that he can't climb.

But Deng Yi is not like Dake, he doesn't even seem to squander his body easily. But perhaps, he was just splurging somewhere else.

People you can't see when you wake up,

Zhong Xian felt that he should have understood. You should get used to it, too.

But I still can't help but be unhappy.

This time it's in that guy's own home, where can he go?

You don't have to look at your watch, just look at the strong sunshine, and you can guess that the time should be past ten o'clock.

When Zhong Xian turned over, he was shocked to find that the handcuffs were still there, and his wrist was also painful, which should have been strained last night. Zhong String rubbed the skin next to the handcuffs with both hands. He was deeply surprised by Deng Yi's prank. This guy is no longer a police officer. But he still retains the handcuffs and other police supplies. It seems to be able to get some kind of satisfaction from it. Zhong Xian didn't bother to continue to scrutinize.

He decided to wait for Deng Yi to appear.

Close your eyes for a moment. The dream before waking up made him a little dazed. This time it was a dream, and there was no doubt that it would be a fragment of memory.

I couldn't help but think of something he never touched. As soon as this thought came to him, he hurriedly shook his head and chased it away. He didn't want to burden his soul with nothing.

Recalling the scene before going to bed last night, especially the one about Mr. Li, I am embarrassed. He never expected that Deng Yi would investigate his former boss Mr. Li.

No matter how many speculations he, Dake and European Airlines have made about Xiao Zhu's disappearance, they have never thought about it to Mr. Li.

Is Lee always like that?

There is something invisible to secret, so much so that he wants to get rid of Xiao Zhu. Let him not see anyone alive or dead.

Come to think of it, Mr. Li is not necessarily unable to do this kind of thing. He can marry a woman he doesn't love, just for wealth. He should have done something else out of the ordinary. What would he do if someone threatened him?

What secrets does he have that cannot be known?

Zhong Xian thought of a private matter about Mr. Li. But I don't think it's to the point where I need to kill people. He shook his head again.

Lying on the bed and looking around. On the ceiling is a religious motif. The monitor, which we watched together last night, was suspended by a metal telescopic arm from the top of a pale gold bedpost.

Through the curtain, you can still see that the room is very spacious. There are two large windows. One to the east and one to the north. Next to the east-facing window is a rectangular writing desk, the only piece of furniture in the room with a modern feel. There are many beautiful golden picture frames hanging on the walls. Inside are photos of Deng Yi from childhood to adulthood.

The photographs aroused a strong interest in the bell strings.

He lifted the curtain and jumped out of bed. Look at the photos one by one.

The picture near the door was of a four or five-year-old child, who looked very well-behaved. The smile is smiling, and the eyes are extremely clear, like the unpolluted plateau lake.

In all the photos after that, whether they were seven or eight years old, or twelve or thirteen, the people in the photos were extremely serious and did not smile. Maybe it's because I liked to be cool when I was a teenager.

Zhong Xian concluded that these photos must have been hung by Deng Yi's mother. In his sense, Deng Yi himself may not be willing to make his room look like a museum of growth.

After looking at the photos. Zhong Xian had only one sentence in his heart. What a happy man!

So perfect. Born into such a family, he has probably never suffered, never lacked money, and never suffered sin.

How can such a person have a chance to grow, he should only be an idiot.

People don't cherish what they have.

Maybe it's because he's so lucky and smooth, and his life is full of sunshine, he wants to be a policeman, a detective, and get close to the darkness. And make chasing mystery an interesting life goal. Idiot.

He probably didn't know that most people, most human beings like Zhong Xian, were desperately trying to escape poverty, to avoid difficulties. He's walking in the opposite direction to everyone else.

It seems that there is no suffering. You won't understand. These truths cannot be understood by listening to others.

We're not all the way.

Zhong Xian laughed.

Deng Yi once formed an inseparable feeling in his heart. At this point, he only thought it was ridiculous.

He felt ridiculous like a fool.

He suddenly understood. Deng Yi's fatal attraction to his existence. Simply because they are the poles of the earth.

Human temperament is formed by every step of growth. Even though he didn't know where Deng Yi came from at that time, he still felt the attraction of the positive and negative poles. It is an unspeakable complementarity.

It is precisely because of his formative period that he is completely different from this idiot's rich young master. All he longed for was to make up for the happiness he could never have.

What is this need?

What is this emotion?

Has he found the code for attraction generation?

Can he decode it?

On the table in the cloakroom, he found his wallet and mobile phone. The phone was set to vibrate by him yesterday, and now it's almost out of battery. There are prompts on the screen for a lot of information to enter. On WeChat, there are many messages from Dake and European Airlines.

He took a quick look. There was nothing urgent for him to reply.

After thinking for a moment, he sent a message to Dake.

[Do you know that Mr. Li was blackmailed? ]

Then he went to the bathroom to wash up. Wash away all the alcohol and thoughts about Deng Yi on his body. Deng Yi's bathroom was filled with many bottles and jars, and a set of utensils was neatly placed on the shelf, with a note pasted underneath that 'This set is surnamed Zhong', and Zhong Xian remembered that it was the bath bubble and toothbrush he used last night. I didn't expect it to be placed so neatly by Deng Yi, as neat as a soldier.

While brushing your teeth. The phone shook. Zhong Xian thought it was Dake's reply and opened it to see. I was surprised to find that it was Mr. Li who sent him a WeChat message.

[Happy Holidays.] ]

Since his departure. He did not have any contact with Mr. Li.

Zhong Xian checked in his mobile phone and found that today is in addition to the International Day for Natural Disaster Reduction. There are no holidays in any country.

Dake has not replied. Presumably sleeping. Maybe he played somewhere last night. Probably European Airlines also went to fool around with him.

This is the norm.

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Zhong Xian straightened up his silk dressing gown. It's just a matter of draping it over your body and tying it with a strap. so that you don't make yourself too unpresentable. After being handcuffed all night, he seemed to get used to the handcuffs. The two hands are always so close together, which is humble and ridiculous, and has another feeling of life. If you do sin, you will always be in this state.

The shackles on the body are easy to see and easy to solve. What about the heart? I don't know where it is, and I don't know what key to use to open it.

Key?

The bell string made a big turn around the room. He decided not to wait for Deng Yi to appear.

Push open the bedroom door and enter the second-floor hallway.

A strange picture appeared in front of me. Sunlight shines through the windows and the villa has four floors, one basement and three above ground. The basement should be a garage and recreation room. The first floor is a porch and the main entrance is connected to the living room, where the high ceiling space runs through the upper and lower floors, making the living room look very spacious and majestic. The first floor is indeed dominated by Chinese style, highlighting the owner's heritage and wealth. Last night, when he was drunk, Zhong Xian didn't look closely.

He had made a mockery of the villa's poor renovation last night, but he didn't think so. This is the most radical fusion of Chinese and European styles he has ever seen. He couldn't help but imagine what kind of impact being sandwiched between two parents who were so strong had on Deng Yi's growth.

He walked down the stairs and looked around, but still didn't see Deng Yi. I didn't see anyone else, so there should always be a housekeeping staff on call in this kind of villa. An aunt, a nanny or something like that is cleaning around with an apron at all times. I didn't even notice it.

Zhong Sine found the U-shaped sofa at the entrance to the villa.

In the messy memories of last night. He clearly remembered Deng Yi throwing the handcuffed key behind the sofa. He fell to the ground and, like a squirrel, began to look for the key.

When he looked up again, he found that at the other end of the hall, there was a dark red antique Chinese display shelf. He gave up looking for the key and walked quickly to the display shelf to take a look.

He froze.

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When Deng Yi appeared, Zhong Xian was squatting under the sofa in a daze.

Deng Yi sat on the sofa and looked at him with interest. "Catching mice?"

Zhong Xian noticed that Deng Yi was wearing a sports short, with a pedometer hanging from his arm. "You...... Went for a run? ”

"Hmm."

"Running every morning?"

"Thunder can't move."

"Even if you didn't sleep much last night, do you want to persevere?" Bell String sat down on the carpet. He suddenly figured out why he couldn't see Deng Yi every time he woke up. He actually thought about it and sighed about life. "You live a good life. Isn't it painful to wake up early every day? ”

"It's been almost a year. It's really a habit now. You lack muscle in your body and should exercise. Deng Yi shows the arm he had been injured. If I hadn't been so persistent, I wouldn't have recovered so well. Between health and laziness, it shouldn't be difficult to choose. ”

Zhong Xian stretched out his hand to Deng Yi: "I'm drunk." Let me go. ”

Deng Yi did not say anything.

"Open it."

Deng Yi stood up. "I'm going to take a shower."

"Hey. Stop it. I'm on fire. ”

"What I said last night is still valid. You play the guitar for me. I'll open it for you. There is no second way. Deng Yi said as he walked towards the stairs.

Zhong Xian stared at his figure.

When he reached the second floor, Deng Yi stopped at the railing, turned around and put his hands on the railing, looked at the bell string and said loudly: "There is something, probably you want to know." Huang Jie's matter was solved. ”

Zhong Xian looked up at him. I didn't understand what he was talking about.

"Huang Jie?"

"What? Forgot? Didn't you care very much at the time? Forgot about it so quickly. You're so weird. I thought you were too busy this week to stop asking about her. I tried my best this week, and finally found her grandfather, who was her grandfather......"

Zhong Xian reacted. "You're talking about Xiao Zhu's girlfriend?"

"yes. That poor little girl has been forgotten by you? ”

Zhong Xian smiled awkwardly. He did forget. When he saw the girl, he was touched and wanted to help. But judging from his true thoughts, he didn't have a warmer heart than Deng Yi, and he didn't want to give more sympathy. The suffering in life seemed ordinary to him, not to mention that it was due to his own stupidity. In addition, he was so busy with work that he really completely forgot about it.

At the end of the day, he didn't find it so horrifying.

"You found her grandfather?"

"Hmm. The old man has already arrived at SZ. Expressed willingness to take care of her. When she is discharged from the hospital, he will take her back to her hometown. However, he is also almost seventy years old. ”

"What about the baby?"

"It's gone. Huang Jie gave up the rescue. ”

The two men looked at each other, but neither spoke again.

"It's all the price of growth." Zhong Xian concluded, and he fell to the ground to continue looking for the key. Deng Yi turned around and walked into the room on the second floor.

Luban Prize. Zhong Xian looked at the floor and muttered to himself.

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"Your phone keeps ringing." When Deng Yi came out of the room, he shook Zhong Xian's mobile phone in his hand. He had already showered and changed into a white casual suit. The whole person looks refreshing and handsome.

Zhong Xian retracted his head from under the couch and rolled over to sit up.

Deng Yi looked at him from the second floor and laughed.

The distance between the two is one floor, and Zhong Xian feels that when he climbs the stairs and gets the mobile phone, it is estimated that it will not ring again, so he stood up in no hurry. saw Deng Yi put the mobile phone in a small basket next to the railing on the second floor, and the small basket descended to a position about one meter above the ground on the first floor and stopped. Zhong Xian took out his phone from the basket. Looking at the small basket, it was probably a flower shop whose indigo had been transformed into this purpose. It's a lot like a kid's gadget.

The phone keeps ringing. A hidden unknown number. Zhong Xian answered suspiciously.

There was a burst of electronic simulated human voices from within.

"You have a new email. Please check it in your email. If you miss the time, you will do so at your own risk. ”

Zhong Xin was puzzled.

Deng Yi also walked down the stairs at this time. "Whose phone is it, your expression is so strange."

"I don't know, it's probably a sales pitch. Have you all switched to hiding numbers to harass customers now? ”

When Deng Yi walked to his side, Zhong Xian put away his phone and sat on the sofa.

Deng Yi handed a glass of orange juice in his hand to Zhong Xian.

The bell strings are not connected, deliberately indicating that it is inconvenient to have both hands handcuffed. Deng Yi smiled and put the juice on the coffee table.

"Your home looks better during the day than at night. Where did your parents go? ”

"At this time of the year, they go to the north to worship the Buddha."

"That's congratulations. I've been fooling around for a few days. ”

"I rarely stay here. They weren't there and I came to help take care of the house. ”

"And where do you usually live?"

"Two streets ahead of a small apartment. Rented. I can't afford it. Still, it's good. ”

Zhong Xian had a puzzled expression. "What's wrong with you? It really doesn't cost your mom and dad money? ”

"As I said, my father was very resolute in this matter. The requirement of me is that his money has nothing to do with me, I can only spend what I earn. I'm going to go out when I'm an adult. Deng Yi smiled.

"This is the educational philosophy of the older generation. But there aren't many parents who can do that. Your father was no ordinary man. What business does he do? ”

Deng Yi groaned. "Actually, I can't tell, I don't like business. So I can't inherit it. He did resent me for this. ”

"You can't know what business he does, do you?"

"Trade. International trade in machinery and accessories. I've said I don't like business, and I don't like to talk about my parents. You always challenge my bottom line. One more warning to you. Deng Yi smiled.

Zhong Xian paused, looked directly at Deng Yi and asked bluntly: "Will you win the Luban Award for engaging in mechanical accessories business?" ”

Deng Yi was still laughing. His eyes narrowed into slits, but Zhong Xian could still see the hidden eyeballs rolling imperceptibly. "What award?"

Zhong Xian pointed to the display shelf. Closely follow Deng Yi's reaction.

"I don't know." Deng Yi said. "I'm not interested in his stuff. Maybe he got it. Maybe it's an ornament from someone else. Maybe it's a gift from a customer. What's that award? ”

"The highest honor award in China's construction engineering industry." Zhong Xian said.

"Oh. It seems to be related to your industry, no wonder you noticed. I never noticed. Stop talking about my father. Otherwise, I'm going to have a seizure. ”

The bell strings were silent.

"Are you going to spend the whole weekend in just a dressing gown? As long as you promise to play a song, you can regain your freedom. Deng Yi said with a smile. Then he sat down next to Zhong Xian, touched his handcuffs, and touched his hand.

Zhong Xian couldn't concentrate himself, and he kept wandering.

When Deng Yi suddenly grabbed Zhong Xian's shoulder, the latter came back to his senses. "What for?"

"You're tempting."