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A year ago. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Say it's not close, it's not far.

For Zhong Xian, if you think about it, that anger can still be stirred up a little, as if it happened last week.

He joined Mr. Li's company. The project is doing smoothly. He had some unique and indescribable talents. Be able to see opportunities and loopholes that others can't. And his luck was wonderful. In short, when all the spring breeze is proud. He received the extortion email. The email was sent to his usual email address.

His mailbox is often used to send and receive e-mails from project partners, and he logs in several times a day. When he first saw the email, he had the habit of thinking it was an exchange from a project.

He didn't react until he finished reading it.

Someone blackmailed him from his unbearable past. The amount of extortion is not much. Only 20 thousand.

He ignored it.

But since then, he has been receiving such mails constantly.

This feeling is no stranger to him.

He had already experienced it in the early days of his university life.

I just don't understand why my fate is like this, and I am always being targeted by inexplicable anonymous people. As long as he makes a little mistake and does a little bit of extraordinary, he will be magnified and attacked as his weakness, and now it has simply evolved into naked/naked blackmail.

It's been a long time since the unhappy past of college. However, when Zhong Xian saw the extortion email a year ago, his first reaction was that it was still the work of that person or group of people, and that the people who hid in the shadows and stared at him in his college days followed him like ghosts, across time and space.

Although reason later told him that it was simply impossible. He was far, far away from his hometown and the university he had attended. From the cold north to the Pearl River estuary where there is no winter. No matter who attacked him or who the group of people were, it was impossible to follow him all the way south. How can there be such hatred.

Although he has done many unusual and even rebellious things since he was a teenager. But he was sure that he hadn't hurt anyone who was still alive today. Except that he has rejected the pursuit of others and may have played a few 'youth games', but this is everyone's way to go. No one would be so unreasonable.

However, do not manage how to be sober. That extortion email, in his feeling, always felt that those people from the back were back. They are still with him. Hiding in the shadows, he smiled and watched his liveliness. I just want to see him flustered, scared, and overwhelmed.

So the bell strings simply ignored it.

If those people think that he cares about his reputation and cherishes his feathers to the point that he can give in, it means that those people do not know him at all. I've been using the same pediatric approach to him. And it can't give him a fatal blow, let alone defeat him.

He won't be knocked down by such a thing. Because he never intended to stand on his feet. He knew since he was a child that all stubbornness is useless in the face of life. He can only be pliable and self-deprecating, singing in the cold in the ice cave, and finding his way in loneliness.

Happiness is where he longs for himself to reach in the end. Happiness comes from the security that comes with wealth and power.

Until that night, when Deng Yi gradually became delirious under the influence of his medicinal wine, when he could hold his hand with peace of mind, when he was sure that this person could only accompany him at this moment. He could not speak of any more reasons and reasons, but there was something flowing in his heart that was far greater than the ultimate goal he longed for—happiness.

He loved others, he thought he had.

He loved a lot of people, and he thought he had gone through it.

But he never relaxed and trusted others. He can't infect others with his grandiose true feelings. Because he didn't. No matter how time passed and how he advanced, he was still on his way to his mother's funeral, still in the glacier that blocked him.

What makes Deng Yi different from others, he can't say it at all. Maybe it's because Deng Yi didn't ask him for a balance between giving and returning, but instead gave him a soft and invisible giving, or maybe because Deng Yi didn't have any complicated thoughts in his simple eyes, and he wasn't selfish or great. Maybe it's because he faces life so straightforwardly, and he doesn't look hard at all. As if he never wanted to fight with life, he was just him, and other than that, everything seemed small.

Perhaps, for no reason. It's just that this person holds his spiritual code in his hand.

Therefore, the achievement of the ultimate goal will become so simple. What wells up from the heart that has been hidden and suppressed for too long, and this thing is unexplained happiness.

Two days later, Deng Yi finally took the initiative to find him.

Zhong Xian has just finished a successful round of negotiations. As he drove back to his office, he saw Deng Yi drinking a blue drink from an open-air seat under his company's office building.

Zhong Xian parked on the side of the road and beckoned to Deng Yi.

"Don't say it's a coincidence." Bell strings quipped.

"I'm waiting for you to get off work." Deng Yi said this directly. "Your secretary said you were out but would be back. So, just wait. ”

"Why don't you call me?"

"You haven't replied to WeChat, and your phone doesn't seem to be able to get through."

"Oh, I was negotiating." Zhong Xian's eyes were always looking at Deng Yi, and he could feel that his eyes were full of joy. The other party must also be able to see it. "Get in the car. Let's go. ”

"Aren't you going upstairs to the office?"

'Whatever. Zhong Xian wanted to say this, but only shook his head firmly. As soon as Deng Yi got into his car, he started up. He just wanted to take him home. I didn't think of a second place in my head.

"Where are we going?" Deng Yi said, "Didn't you ask me what I had to do with you?"

"Uh, what's the matter with you?" Zhong Xian said with a smile.

"I ...... It's nothing. I wanted to talk to you. ”

"Let's talk. Drink some wine to cheer up, do you dare to drink?"

"Just don't mix me with any more medicated wine for memory." Deng Yi stared at the driving bell, "You usually drink it without dizziness?"

"Want to hear the truth? Actually, I never drink it. I haven't drunk it since I was sent it to me by Dake, and I happened to do an experiment with you last time. ”

Deng Yi looked at Zhong Xian in a daze. "What you said is true?"

"Really." Zhong Xian smiled brightly. "Hate me? Treat you like a white mouse. ”

"Then you should not drink that wine in the future. I really fainted, my memory didn't improve, and my IQ seemed to be affected a little. I tried. memorized a Tang poem, which was slower than the time I had memorized in the past. ”

"You really believe it." Zhong Xian laughed. "If that wine was really good, Dake would have drunk it himself to improve his IQ, how could he be as stupid as he is now."

Forty minutes later, the car pulled into the parking lot below the bell sine apartment. Deng Yi began to look unnatural. Zhong Xian kept smiling all the time.

"You negotiated well today, right? It's the first time I've seen you so happy. Deng Yi said.

Zhong Xian nodded.

"Probably you're going to be able to make a lot of money again." Deng Yi said and followed Zhong Xian out of the car. Two people take the elevator in the parking lot all the way up to the top floor. Deng Yi is still speaking. "Why did you buy a penthouse apartment in the first place?"

Zhong Xian just stared at him and smiled. "You've got a lot of questions."

Deng Yi didn't say anything anymore, and looked at Zhong Xian with a pair of bright eyes.

Entering Zhong Xian's house, just closed the door, Zhong Xian suddenly grabbed the hands of the people around him, turned around and hugged him, this kind of cold action surprised Deng Yi a lot, he subconsciously retreated, and his back hit the wall at the entrance.

Zhong Xian is indeed in a good mood. He hadn't been in this mood for a long time, everything was going well, and he had someone to share with. This feeling has not been felt in a long, long time. He suddenly came to his senses, and suddenly he had the strength to meet more good things.

"You, what do you want?" Deng Yi didn't even have a natural voice.

"You haven't been in love, don't you feel ashamed?" Zhong Xian let go of his hand with a smile and stepped back into the hall, looking at Deng Yi and smiling.

"Why do you always think I haven't?" Deng Yi was a little unconvinced.

"Do you know how to tell? You're stunned every time. ”

Deng Yi looked embarrassed. "What do you mean?"

Zhong Xian pulled Deng Yi into the living room, "Know what I'm going to do next?"

Deng Yi made a defensive gesture, probably to counter Zhong Xian's evaluation of him. He was ready to take the next step of the bell. Zhong Xian suddenly pushed him onto the couch. The moment Deng Yi fell, he grabbed the bell string, but he didn't know what method he used, but he clamped the bell string tightly.

"Okay. I'm not stunned now. ”

Zhong Xian couldn't laugh. When Deng Yi let go of his hand, he almost rolled on the ground laughing.

"You're a weirdo!" Zhong Xian laughed and wanted to lose his breath. "You really don't happen in a hundred years."

Deng Yi was annoyed by his laughter. "Who's afraid of whom!" He grabbed Zhong Xian by the collar and carried him to his eyes. "You can do whatever you want. You really don't understand anything when I do. ”

Zhong Xian laughed even harder.

Suddenly, his laughter changed, and he gradually stopped laughing. Deng Yi is unbuttoning his blazer. Just as Zhong Chine's heart began to beat faster. Deng Yi just took out a photo of the girl printed out of A4 paper from the inner pocket of the unbuttoned button. "I actually have a question for you today." His voice sank. "I think it's better to ask first and then let you continue laughing."

Zhong Xian's legs suddenly sat weightless on the floor.

"You should know who the girl in this picture is. That's the keyboardist in your band who jumped off a building in your early college years. ”

Bell String remembers, of course. "Ho Lele."

"Yes."

"You investigated so quickly? You've never wanted to rest, have you?" Zhong Xian said half jokingly, half sarcastically. A nameless fire rose in his heart.

"You said she jumped off the building and died." Deng Yi asked seriously.

Bell String wanted to get up from the floor. I tried twice but it didn't work.

"You said she jumped off the building and died." Deng Yi asked again.

Zhong Xian didn't want to answer.

"But the news I got was that she wasn't dead. She's alive and well. Why are you telling me a fake story?" Deng Yi looked at Zhong Xian suspiciously. Zhong Xian finally stood up, but Deng Yi pulled him in front of him. "Who died?"