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The gorgeous crystal lamps cast a faint light,

The whole restaurant is elegant and quiet. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Soft piano music fills the entire restaurant, like an invisible smoke spreading, slowly and slowly occupying people's hearts, and it is difficult to feel nervous and disturbed in the depths of the heart. The flowers on the dining table exude a faint fragrance, neither strong nor demonic, but they change the complex mood of Zhong Xian as if they were nothing, and gradually the heart lake is calm like a mirror, without the slightest ripple. Courteous waiters, quiet guests, whispering and laughing from time to time, and a peaceful and nice environment.

The restaurant is typical of Italian style, with outdoor outdoor seating for those who prefer romance.

Although Zhong Xian had already eaten and drunk with the customer just now, he had no appetite, but he felt very hungry at this time. He and Deng Yi entered the restaurant late at night, risking being urged to be the last guest at the table, and chose to sit in a position near the exit of the open-air seats.

Zhong Sine ordered a pasta and soup. He wasn't sure how much he could eat. Deng Yi ordered a steak.

Zhong Xian looked at Deng Yi with envious eyes, thinking that the biggest benefit of people who can maintain their authenticity is to feel real happiness anytime and anywhere.

Deng Yi looked happy. Although he did not express it in words. The dim lights in the dining room couldn't hide his bright eyes.

Zhong Xian reveled in the happiness of the other party. He wants to be close to and integrate into the other person's world, to feel simple and pure.

What's more, he already knows that the other party's happiness may come from himself.

Not long when they start choosing topics. Zhong Xian's mood became complicated again.

He can't help but want to run away, avoid talking about anything that might remind the other person to pay attention to him, such as a case, a job, or even a detail in his life.

He soon discovered that he couldn't escape.

Any topic may turn to him, and it may remind him to remind the other party that it is time for him to admit to the truth.

"Actually, I prepared a gift for you a long time ago." Deng Yi said.

Zhong Xian looked surprised. "Gifts?" He had a strange feeling in his heart. It seems that he is the one who is deliberately chased by others.

"When I saw it at QH Instruments, I thought of you. Feel like it works best with you. Deng Yi opened his mobile phone and handed it to Zhong Xian.

On the screen of the phone is a picture of a guitar. Zhong Xian once saw this photo in Deng Yi's circle of friends, and he thought it was Deng Yi's own guitar at the time. Unexpectedly, Deng Yi originally bought it for him, and he had such intentions early on. Zhong Xian stared at the guitar on his phone and couldn't help but be stunned.

"I've stopped playing it a long time ago." Zhong Xian returned the phone to Deng Yi.

"You should play." Deng Yi said. The tone is firm. "Keep playing. You're really musically talented. ”

"If it's just a hobby, what's the benefit? I used to think...... It's a plaything. I quit it like quitting smoking. ”

"How can you think that? It can only be a hobby. Do all preferences have to be measured by how much money you make?"

Zhong Xian smiled. He didn't want the topic to spoil the atmosphere that was rare right now. "Let's stop talking about that."

The two men ate silently opposite each other for a while. Deng Yi spoke, still entangled in this matter. "You were so involved in writing so many songs. Why did you give up all of a sudden, and give up so completely?"

"Suddenly one day I felt like I should give up." The bell string shifts the subject. "As for you, you must be sad to give up being a police officer."

Deng Yi raised his eyebrows. You may not believe it. I don't really want to be a police officer, I might as well be a freelance detective. Every morning I go to a meeting, everyone does things to get things done, and it's not fun to be a police officer. ”

"So?"

"So, when I ...... I was injured, and my mom just gave me a suggestion, so I followed her, but I wasn't very nostalgic and wasn't sure I really wanted to do it. Maybe it's because I'm not forced by life. I didn't just work as a police officer to get a job. It's not unexpected to give up so easily in the end. ”

"What injuries did you get in the first place?"

"I was cut."

"That scar on the arm?"

"Hmm."

"How's the recovery going?"

"Nothing is a problem. Except for leaving a scar. ”

"What mission did you get injured on?"

Deng Yi was silent for a while. Zhong Xian didn't want to bring up the question that the other party didn't want to answer, in fact, he had been worried that the other party would ask about what he wanted to hide first, so he took the initiative to leave room for the other party. "I don't want to say it. There's no need to reminisce about unhappy things. ”

"I don't know what to say." Deng Yi said. "I'll tell you later."

"Whatever you want."

Deng Yi ate quickly, and the steak was about to be eaten up soon. There is still more than half of the pasta left. Zhong Xian suddenly wanted to drink a little wine. Just think about the time now. He had eaten Western food alone with a few customers before, and he had it once or twice with Dake, and each time they had to drink some red wine. At this time, he and Deng Yi met for dinner for the first time, but they forgot to order wine. Deng Yi obviously didn't expect it either. Maybe it's late at night, or maybe it's because they're all swaying and have already achieved the effect of drinking.

When Deng Yi spoke again, the fork of the bell string fell onto the plate and clanged. "What are you going to say?" Bell String picks up the fork again.

"What I'm saying is, you have a song that I'm very impressed."

"Which one?"

"Satan. I guessed the title of the song. That's how you sang it and gave me. ”

"I don't know which one you're talking about?" Zhong Xian looked at Deng Yi suspiciously. He doesn't have a song that has that name.

"There's a lyric that goes like this: [Even if I had the whole world, I wouldn't be happy.] I have lost you forever and will never reach the top of the world again. I've lost you, and I can't fly into the sky again......]"

The bell string slowly lowered the fork. He couldn't take a bite anymore.

"Is it a love song? Written to whom. Deng Yi asked.

Zhong Xian subconsciously shook his head. "All my songs were written before I was 20 years old......"

"Is it for your mother? I'm sorry...... I shouldn't have mentioned it. ”

Bell String felt out of breath. "I forgot the song. Don't...... And this song?" His mind was starting to mess up, and he remembered that he had deleted it.

"I'm sorry." Deng Yi apologized, he sensed something was wrong. "Are you uncomfortable?"

Zhong Xian shook his head and picked up the cup in his hand to drink. But the cup was empty. There are many shadows in the dim light of the restaurant. For a moment, Zhong Xian felt that there were unknown ghosts hiding in the shadows.

Deng Yi poured mineral water into Zhong Xian's cup, and then handed the cup to Zhong Xian. After Zhong Xian took a big sip, he glanced at Deng Yi, a look of horror and helplessness. He didn't want to spoil tonight. He obviously felt warmth and happiness that was gradually approaching just now. But now he couldn't go back a few minutes ago, and his heart felt like it had fallen into a river of ice. And the silhouette of Deng Yi, who was sitting opposite, was like the cold white sun in the distant sky above the glacier.

Why. Zhong Xian said in his heart. You really want me to admit it. You still have to get to the bottom of it.

"Did I say something I shouldn't have said?" Deng Yi looked at Zhong Xian.

"I don't remember this song." Zhong Xian said. "Even if there were, I forgot why I wrote it at the time."

"Forget it. I just think it sounds good. You're eating too little. At least drink the soup. ”

Zhong Xian nodded. He couldn't help but recall that when he was in the hospital, he sent him the URL of his songs because he agreed to Deng Yi's request. At the same time, he also gave each other a few of his favorite songs stored on his mobile phone without reservation.

But he was sure that the song Deng Yi mentioned just now should have been deleted a long time ago. It was a song he didn't want to keep.

Maybe he remembered wrong, maybe he missed it. The song still exists, in his web site? Or somewhere else? In short, it was heard by Deng Yi.

He'd forgotten what was hidden behind that song. But I still remember that feeling.

"Do you think it's ...... for me to run a detective agency, especially online? Well, it's a bit of a nonsensical thing. ”

"Ugh." Bell Sine came back to his senses, and he struggled to get himself back to shape. "There is one point, after all, in China, detective agencies or anything are not officially allowed industries."

"It's been allowed." Deng Yi said. "It's just not taken very seriously. In fact, there is not even the lowest level of attention. None of the industry regulations have been revised. ”

"So what money can you make with it? For example, in the case of a missing person, how much money will you usually charge. Instead, Zhong Xian took the initiative to bring up topics related to Xiao Zhu's case.

Deng Yi smiled a little embarrassedly. "When it comes to making money from it, it's really faceless."

"If you don't want to say it, forget it." The bell strings are not forced. "You don't open this detective agency to make money. If you don't do it, you have to take money to get in. ”

Deng Yi nodded. "In a few years, when I am no longer so young. Maybe you won't want to do that. ”

"If that's your interest, just do it. There is no need to be swayed by the eyes of the world, you are not a person who can be influenced. ”

Deng Yi smiled at Zhong Xian. "You're right. You persuade me very clearly. You shouldn't give up. ”

Zhong Xian knew that Deng Yi was referring to the guitar again. He smiled back.

"I'll bring you the guitar next time." Deng Yi said.

The bell string is noncommittal. He had mixed feelings. "That guitar isn't cheap. You ......"

"Is it okay not to withdraw any more money?" Deng Yi said. "You like to measure everything in terms of money. Would you like to relax tonight? Let's switch weights and measures. From now on, how about we talk about anything, measured only by interest or likability?"

Zhong Xian smiled with this slightly embarrassed expression.

Deng Yi emphasized again: "For example, do you like this restaurant? Like the food on your plate? Like the person in front of you? Score only by how much you like it. If you measure it in terms of money, I always feel that I am worthless to you. ”

"Got it." Zhong Xian smiled again.

They didn't continue the conversation after that, as Zhong Xian lowered his fork and proposed to go back. He chose to end the dinner. There is an inexplicable sense of despair in my heart. Once again, he felt he was expecting too much. And the problem is not entirely with Deng Yi. He didn't expect his courage to be so little. He simply didn't have the courage to admit to himself, and he didn't even want to avoid related topics. And the other party is obviously skillfully guiding.

Deng Yi has been trying to see his true colors. has been taking the initiative to tell Zhong Xin about his past, exposing his true self.

Zhong Xian was also going to try to tell the unbearable past things he had done.

Even if he only singled out one thing to tell Deng Yi, it could be regarded as a sincere act - he was also trying to take off his mask.

However, Deng Yi had a fatal move. He brought up the song. It's something that even the bell strings didn't think existed. He had lied to himself about what he had forgotten and thought did not exist. Deng Yi showed his talent as a detective again, and he directly found Zhong Xian's past pain points. It was a turning point in Zhong Xian's life and personality fission.

It is never remembered in the memory of the bell string.

He hurriedly finished his dinner, and he wanted to go home. Alone, tidy up his head. Lick his wounds. Find a way to stop the pus and blood that flow from your heart.

The moment he saw Deng Yi in the parking lot tonight, he thought it was a lucky moment. The guy was sincerely waiting for him to show up. Even if he didn't come as promised. He thought they would have a start. He even imagined that Deng Yi would be with him tonight.

However, at this time. He just wanted to run away alone. Where to hide and comb through the fragments of his heart that were about to break.

When they walked out of the restaurant, Deng Yi already sensed that something was wrong and was sure that something must have happened.

"Did I say something wrong?" He confirmed again with the bellstrings.

"Nope." Zhong Xian replied perfunctorily. "I'm not very comfortable, so ...... I want to take a break. ”

"That ......"

"I'll go back tomorrow. No more reminders. The bell strings quickened their pace.

"Strings." Deng Yi suddenly grabbed Zhong Xian's hand. Zhong Xian froze for a moment, then turned his head to face Deng Yi. "What's going on." Deng Yi confirmed to him.

"You're not ......" Zhong Xian said with a little excitement, "You're not...... Or, you're not just trying to get to know me again, what starts with sincerity, you...... You investigate me? Why?"

Deng Yi looked at Zhong Xian with a puzzled expression.

"That's right. I've made mistakes. I used countless lies to cover up that mistake. I threw myself completely into lies and falsehoods. That's right. I am a sinner. What is Xiao Zhu's disappearance? It's nothing compared to my original mistake. You know that. You don't know me now, do you? You come from my past?. ”

"What are you talking about?" Deng Yi looked confused.

Zhong Xian almost tripped over the steps in front of the door, and Deng Yi hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"I'm a murderer. You're waiting for me to admit this. Zhong Xian said. He let go of Deng Yi's hand. Turn around and go. His heart was twitching. He thought he might have waited for hope, only to realize that it was really his own hallucination.

He didn't know how he got home. He walked back down the street in front of him with scattered steps. Of course, this restaurant, not far from his apartment.

He was on the cool street at midnight. Dragging his body to pieces.

He knew a lot of things he was wrong, thinking wrong, and doing wrong. But if he had to do it all over again, he still didn't know what to do.

He forgot, he desperately forgot the puzzle. Strangle it in memory.

But Deng Yi actually knew.

It dawned on him that all his previous expectations were ridiculous. He hoped that Deng Yi would bring new life to his spirit. only to find that this hope was also based on his falsehood.

And Deng Yi's way is to expose everything about him.

This is beyond his bottom line.

Rao really had a good hope waiting for him on the other side, but he didn't believe it. How can a person who can see his past still have a good impression of him.

Deng Yi finally came because of his detective nature, approaching in order to spy on other people's souls, like a tiger approaching its prey. Zhong Xian finally found the answer.

When entering the elevator. When he turned around, he found that Deng Yi followed. Zhong Xian was startled. The back hits the mirror of the elevator.

"I don't know what's wrong?" Deng Yi had a puzzled expression. "What did I say? Why do you say you killed someone?"

Zhong Xian rubbed his eyes with one hand, in fact, he avoided looking at Deng Yi. "I drank too much. I drank foreign wine with a client before, maybe the alcohol suddenly attacked, I just said that I killed someone? It's my drinking, I'll go back and take a break, and I'll be fine. ”

"I'll send you up."

"Nope."

"You just wanted me to be with you."

Zhong Xian was silent, he did ask Deng Yi to help him. It was just two hours ago. His state of mind has changed dramatically.

The elevator quickly went to the top floor. Deng Yi held Zhong Xian's arm and walked out of the elevator. Zhong Xian recalled the first time Deng Yi came to his apartment, and it was also like now, when he was desperately racking his brains to get rid of him. In the end, it was in vain.

This seemingly mild-mannered man will always insist on what he has to do.

"I apologize to you if I say something wrong." Deng Yi was in front of Zhong Xian's apartment and said sincerely. Zhong Xin was silent for a moment and opened the door. put this person who called himself a police officer, but now he is actually a private detective, into his territory again.

If the song is not mentioned. Tonight's moonlight may bring a lot of long-awaited feelings and beauty. Now it's completely changed.

A mask was uncovered, and it was found that there was still a mask behind it. That's how the bell strings feel at this time.

There is despair in the heart and there is no way back.

There is no savior.

"Forgive me." Deng Yi still apologized again. Although he really didn't seem to understand anything. "I don't know what I did wrong. Perhaps, you can tell me. ”