The taxi took the two to Jiaqianjing Garden on Jiefang Road. After getting out of the car, the two walked north.

At this time, it is ten o'clock in the evening, and the area where Jiefang Road is located is a newly developed area, surrounded by high-end residential areas, but unfortunately the popularity is not very strong, and it looks like an empty city at night.

When he arrived at Xinyuan Garden, Song Qingci happily spoke to the security guard at the door, "Uncle, are you on duty tonight?" Shouldn't it be in the afternoon? ”

The security guard is in his 40s, and the top of his head is already half grateful. "Swap shifts with others." He pointed at Jiangxi Mu, "He-could it be your ......" smiled on his face, pretending to pause.

She quickly understood, and quickly lowered her head, put her hands behind her back, and rubbed her right foot back and forth on the ground. She was so shy, "No, he and I just met......"

"It's better to be careful, learn more and bring it back." The security guard said with a smile.

"I'm really gone—" Song Qingci turned his head away, his head pressed even lower.

Jiang Xi Mu saw her embarrassed appearance, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and tilted his head to the side. Seeing her walking in the direction of the gazebo, Jiangxi Mu calmly followed.

As soon as the pavilion goes around to the north, you will arrive at a high-rise building with more than 30 floors. This is 18 buildings. Song Qingci took out a card from the beige Betty shoulder crossbody bag and swiped it on the sensor on the glass door.

Entering through the glass door, there is a long walkway, covered with white marble one square meter wide. Two Saldeliers with Certo European and American bronze glass shades are placed on the ceiling, emitting a soft beige light. This is really an upscale community, and every decoration is extravagant. Because of this, Jiang Jiang Mu has seen it outside, and less than 40% of the rooms with the lights turned on.

The elevator is wide, measuring two meters long. Song Qingci pressed down to the 6th floor. It took only 5 seconds for the elevator door to open again, and a soft computer voice said, "Sixth floor, here." ”

When you get out of the elevator and turn to the right, you will see three households on the left and right. "602 is my home." Song Qingci took out a bunch of keys from Betty's shoulder bag and opened the iron door.

"Smack-" The room lights on. "Come in." Song Qingci said with a smile.

A soft beige light came into view, and Jiangxi Mu felt a shock in his heart—a shock that he had never felt before.

Nine palm-sized abstract paintings hung above the shoe rack at the door, and then in the living room, three watercolor paintings one meter wide hung on the sofa, and my heart calmed down when I looked at these paintings. The sofa is white, with a few cartoon pillows randomly placed on it, and a tea set on the table next to it.

They walked in, and Song Qingci asked Jiang Ximu to sit on the sofa while she went to prepare snacks. Jiang Ximu sat on the soft leather sofa, bent over, his hands and ten fingers crossed to build bridges, supporting his narrow chin, and his eyes were rolling around.

The 42-inch plasma TV is hung on the wall, with the TV as the center, and a few gorgeous flowers are hand-painted to give life to the interior. The floor-to-ceiling window was on the right side of the TV, blocked by the curtains, and a pot of poinsettia fell just right next to it.

Is this what home should look like? The shock in Jiangxi Mu's heart is still turbulent. The places he had lived in before could only be called temporary temporary residences, and most of them were black and dilapidated houses. Home, what is it? He had no idea, and fell into deep thought.

"Come over and get something to eat." Song Qingci smiled and brought out snacks from the kitchen.

Jiang Jiang Mu walked to the restaurant. The dining room is on the left side of the living room, and there are several colorful flowers painted on the wall, and there are four chairs of different colors next to the tempered glass dining table. The snack was placed on the table and was an egg pudding.

"That's what I did." Song Qingci said with a smile, "I learned it according to the book." ”

Jiangxi Mu picked up a piece and took a bite gently, the sweetness was suitable. It seems that her hands are quite skillful.

"Meow-meow-meow-"

A brown and white kitten came over and barked softly at Jiangxi Mu's feet. He lowered his head, and the kitten sat down, looking at each other with cute blue eyes.

"Coco-" Song Qingci clapped his hands lightly and called with a smile. The kitten crawled over slowly, her pink lips licking gently in the palm of her hand, and her hairy head rubbing against it.

"I picked this up, and it was raining at the time, so I saw how pitiful it was, so I brought it back." Song Qingci gently stroked the kitten's body.

"She's still quite enthusiastic...... "Jiang Ximu murmured softly, and he was the opposite, carrying out his indifference to the end. He looked at Song Qingzi seriously, her wavy hair slid down her shoulders and onto her arms, and her white skin and weakness made people feel the urge to protect. The delicate goose egg face, the horizontal line of Qi bangs, and the vigorous smile represent a kind of youthful motivation.

What made Jiangxi Mu ponder was her eyes. Her eyes seem to have a magical power that draws people in. That youthful vitality, radiating from the eyes, infects others all the time. Coupled with her smile every moment, and then looking at her eyes, I always feel so kind and warm. And all of this, mixed with nature, without a single point of fraud, this is the real rarity.

"Don't laugh at me, I have four cats at home, all of which I picked up pitifully." Song Qingci saw that he was looking at him, thinking that he was laughing at himself, and explained it even more - making people laugh.

"Nothing." Jiangxi Mu pouted his face, "It's good if your family doesn't object." ”

"My parents are divorced, and now I live with my dad." Song Qingci said gloomily, as if his eyes were covered by clouds, and it was going to rain. The kitten is sensible, with a hairy head arched over her legs.

Jiang Xi Mu nodded and did not continue to ask deeply.

Song Qingci shrugged, "However, my dad won't object to me taking in stray kittens." He also praised me for being very loving. ”

"That--what about your father-" Jiang Ximu asked in a deep voice, the coldness of his eyes faded a little, and a trace of tenderness was embedded in it, shining with a faint light.

Song Qingci sat up straight, as if he was very proud, "My dad went on a business trip to the poor mountainous area to fund the construction of a primary school. It should be tomorrow, with those children, to participate in the flag-raising ceremony. Every year, my dad donates millions to charity. ”

"Very good......" Jiang Xi Mu had a sour feeling in his heart, and lowered his head a little, unwilling to let her see such an embarrassment.

"My dad is the general manager of Lianwan Securities Company, and most of the money he earns is used for charity." Song Qingci supported his chin with one hand, his eyes turned to the upper left, obviously recalling, "My dad said - keep the money, just use it, and give love is a good way." Everyone is a good person, and when they see others in distress, they will definitely come to their rescue. ”

Huh, huh? Jiangxi Mu sneered in his heart. I have never been rescued, only I have saved myself. I never need to pretend to be pathetic!

After that, Song Qingci asked Jiangxi Mu to take a bath first, and she went to get cat food to feed the other cats.

In the shower room, Jiangxi Mu took off his clothes and turned on the shower head. Hot water rained down on his face, down his chest, down his abs, and down to his feet. The hot water allowed his muscles and bones to be completely relaxed. This is the first time in many years that he has thrown aside all the "armor" he usually wears and let go of all his vigilance and vigilance.

Song Qingci handed him a new towel. Jiangxi Mu dried his body and inadvertently saw the half-length mirror on the side. The water droplets on the mirror laboriously broke through the mist, and he saw himself, half clear and half blurred—his eyes were cold, like double blades, not at all soft, a habit he had maintained for many years; The nose to the neck is hidden in the mist, as if his identity was like a cloud; With a strong chest, he has fought countless times, and he regards fighting as a weekday fitness.

After taking a shower, she went to sleep, Song Qingci pointed to her father's room, "My dad will only come back the day after tomorrow, you can sleep there tonight." ”

"No, you don't." Jiang Xi Mu sat on the sofa, "I slept on the sofa. ”

"How do you do that, how do you let the guests sleep on the couch?" Song Qing said: "This is not good." ”

"Guests? We only met tonight. It stands to reason that it should be a stranger. Jiangxi Mu coldly refused, "Aren't you afraid of introducing strangers into your home?" ”

"Don't be afraid, I once saw grandma on the side of the road, she was delirious, I took her home, and she lived for half a month. During this time, my dad and I took care of her. Song Qingci pursed her lips, happy for the good things she had done, "Later, Grandma's family came to her, kowtowing and giving gifts, but we rejected them one by one." When Grandma left, she kept holding my hand and refused to let go. ”

Jiangxi Mu lowered his head and read this seemingly impossible thing. The world he lives in is bloody and dirty, and people can do whatever it takes for their own interests and positions.

"My dad often said that there are more good people, and if you get lost on the road one day, and you are hungry for several days, there will be someone to help." Song Qingci played with the end of her hair and pursed her lips and smiled.

Her eyes were so pure that they could not be stained. That sincere belief made Jiangxi Mu's heart ripple.

Song Qingci continued to persuade Jiangxi Mu to sleep in her father's room, but Jiangxi Mu resolutely refused.

"Alright then, I'll see you tomorrow." Song Qingci smiled, very bright.

That smile, like a flower, bloomed in Jiangxi Mu's heart.

The lights went out, and Jiang Xi Mu lay on the sofa, his eyes open, looking at the dark world around him.

A picture slowly emerged in front of his eyes, very bloody, and indelible. It was after the gunshots, and the young man saw a man fall in front of him, blood pooling all over the concrete floor. In the dim space, there was only him and the man, and the last words, "Go...... Come on...... You have to live well......"

This indelible memory has been with him for 15 years!

For 15 years, every night, he was tormented over and over again!

The torture was like a knife rubbing back and forth on the bones and muscles, grinding out the bones and flesh. No, if that's all there is, it's just torture. He was accompanied by mental torture, and he was only a small step away from becoming a psychopath.

15 years of life is precarious. He lived with another man, and in order to avoid debts, he was forced by the creditor to go to the balcony on the sixth floor. The creditor's request was simple, jump from the sixth floor, and write off a fortune from then on. They had no choice but to jump off together and fell unconscious for a long time. The days that followed were still hard, and when I was hungry, I robbed beggars of food to eat, and when I was thirsty, I used running water to quench my thirst.

Even now, it is still a day when the tip of the knife licks blood and never sees the light.

Except today, met this woman. It made him feel like she had a very special feeling. She is very kind, very warm-hearted, and gives people a very pure and sunny feeling.

Vigilance is another "alarm" - don't believe what you see. "Hmph, it's just a decent appearance, a hooligan." Jiangxi Mu snorted lightly, his hands crossed in front of his chest, as if in response to unprovoked vigilance.

The next morning, Song Qingci rubbed her sleepy eyes, and the two kittens on the side barked softly under the bed. She sat up, dressed in SpongeBob SquarePants' short-sleeved pajamas and her hair was disheveled. When I arrived in the living room, I found that Jiangxi Mu was no longer there. The entire room was searched, but there was no sign of him.

Jiangxi Mu, just disappeared like that?

"Really, don't tell me a word." She pouted and said unhappily.

After breakfast, Song Qingci took a taxi to the "Home 520" community to retrieve her electric car. She opened the seat box and pulled out her hat. On top of the dark blue hat, there was a place stained with white dust, like salt. She didn't know what it was, but she flicked it away, and the white crystals fluttered in the wind and vanished.