"Xiaocheng, stop it!" The woman stood between me and the man, blocking the muzzle of his gun with her body.

"Teacher! He is the murderer of Yejiang, and Yejiang was killed by him! The man, named Xiaocheng, lowered his gun angrily, unwilling.

"I told you to put down your gun!" Ou Lan reprimanded sharply, "Don't you even listen to the teacher's words? ”

I was a little overwhelmed, and the guilt in my heart in the face of Oran, especially when she blocked the town and saved my life at gunpoint, I didn't have the courage to look her in the eye.

Professor Ou...... I ......, "I don't know what to say."

"You're finally here?" Oulan's face was very calm, and I couldn't tell what it felt like, it seemed to be like a spring breeze and rain, with the tenderness of a mother.

But this gentleness hastened the collapse of my inner defense.

I felt ashamed.

Oulan's temperament is self-contained, and it is shocking with its natural temperament. It seems to be a rich woman who came out of the Gaomen compound during the Republic of China, with a unique charm, between the eyebrows, there is no earthly pollution, and the clouds are rolling and soothing, and they have nothing to do with her.

Ou Lan smiled slightly, did not see the flattery, talked and laughed charmingly, and said: "You don't have to be nervous, I know that Xiao Jiang's death is not your fault." ”

"Professor Ou, I ......" I wanted to say but stopped.

"Call me Auntie, you and Xiao Jiang are classmates."

As soon as I heard her words, I felt a strong warm current of maternal love rising up in her empty heart, and her eyes were shining under the tear film.

I couldn't help it, tears burst out of my eyes all at once, it was really difficult to control my feelings, the debt and self-blame for Yejiang these times had tormented myself in my mind countless times, at this moment, when I saw Oulan, I just wanted to say sorry to her, begging for forgiveness.

"Kid ......"

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I hurt Yejiang......"

Oran pressed his lips against the top of my head, his haggard eyes shining with a maternal glow.

"I don't blame you, Yejiang has come this far...... It's my responsibility. ”

"Auntie, if you can, you can treat me as your child! I don't know how to beg for your forgiveness, but ...... But at least I can do something for you......" I said this sincerely, but I didn't have the courage to do so.

The corners of Oulan's eyes were already smeared with shallow wrinkles, and the soft light of kindness, which was close to dullness, slowly flowed in his eyes, as if there were many bitter things hidden in them.

"Thank you, kid."

Seeing that I didn't speak, Ou Lan continued: "You don't have to blame yourself, it's enough for you to have this heart. ”

Oran is the weather-beaten kind of person who takes everything in stride. The slightest change in the color of her eyes and her face had her intentions. I know she can't be completely innocent of me, but I'm grateful that she chose to forgive me and accept me in this way.

"Auntie......" I paused, unsure if I needed to get down to business.

She never clings to others, nor does she embarrass others, she is very docile and peaceful, "I know you came for a purpose. ”

Oran was relaxed when he spoke, as if he didn't feel nervous at all.

"Auntie, I'll tell you the truth, I'm here to find you."

Oran is silent, but he will not be stage frightened, and he can always deal with it generously. She didn't have the self-pity and self-love of the little family, she was not frivolous, she picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then said: "I know that your Yuling is powerful, but, forgive me for taking the liberty, I can't go with you." ”

I immediately felt that the reason why Oulan disappeared was not because of an accident, but because she took the initiative to hide, this small town is the owner of this shop, claiming to be her student, it seems that he studied archaeology before, and later ran this antique shop, the relationship between master and apprentice should be very good, so Oulan chose to settle down like this.

Oulan has been weathered, there is a kind of transcendent calmness and calmness, different from the previous kind of maternal love, now Oulan is sitting in a precarious position, with a touch of majesty, and the elusive feeling she gives me is too strong.

I was silent for a long time and said, "If you don't want to come with me, would you mind answering me a few questions?" ”

"Boy, don't get too aggressive!" Xiaocheng glared at me, it seemed that he thought I was a little too much, "The teacher has already been very polite to you, hurry up and get out of here, where are you coming from, you are not welcome here!" ”

"Small town." Ou Lan squinted at him and said, "I have already said it, I don't blame him, you have to pay attention to your attitude in the future." ”

After he calmed down, I spoke: "I know I may be a little reckless, but a series of things happened before, and I don't think you will be unaware, Professor Ye is missing, and now even Ye Lao is missing, and you are ...... again."

"I know." After hearing this, she said very calmly: "I really don't have any clues to give you about the disappearance of peace, and you will ask in vain." ”

I knew she would say this, even so, she couldn't wash away my suspicions, I know that Ye Heping's identity is special, if his identity doesn't even know Ou Lan, it seems unreasonable, if Ou Lan knows what Ye Heping is doing, then she must have a clue about Ye Heping.

Moreover, I will not forget that she also has a younger sister - Ou Zhi.

The unspeakable relationship between Ou Zhi and Ye Heping, separated by a layer of delicate relationship like cicada wings between her and Ye Heping, seems to be unbreakable to outsiders, but whether the two sisters deliberately turned a deaf ear or did not have an incident, I don't know.

"Auntie, let's not talk about Professor Ye yet" I think it doesn't hurt to tell her, about the origin of the anonymous letter, I also want to hear her thoughts, try her reaction, said: "I received an anonymous email. ”

"Anonymous mail?" Oran frowned and looked at me suspiciously: "What anonymous email, what is written on it?" ”

"The content relates to your field of study, and it is several hieroglyphic materials with what you deciphered, I remember that you published it before, but the other party also gave me a paragraph and asked me to come to you by name."

Oran closed his eyes and fell into deep thought, and after a long moment, he said, "I ask myself if I have never offended anyone in my life, this anonymous letter is directed at me, and I really don't know how to answer your questions. ”

What she meant was that she didn't know where the other party came from. So, I told her the translated hieroglyphs word for word, but I didn't expect her face to blush again, and even her eyes were red, and it took a while to say, "Is there anything wrong with this?" ”

"Oh, that's not the case." I laughed and said, secretly observing her reactions, and to my strange thing, her reaction to these contents was not panic, but more like shame, the kind of shame that came from the bottom of my heart, to the point of fidgeting.

"No wonder, is there really something hidden here?" I thought to myself.

Oran continued to shake her head to indicate that she didn't know very well, "I really don't understand why I was involved?" ”

"That's my question, maybe we can ask it differently." I paused and said, "Why are you hiding?" Deliberately making it seem like you're missing? ”

My words annoyed the small town on the side, and when he saw that I was speaking disrespectfully to Oulan, he immediately wanted to teach me a lesson, but because Oulan was present, he did not dare to make a mistake, but stared at me fiercely.

"Why do you say that the teacher is missing by herself, can't she stay with me for a while?" Kojo retorted.

"I don't doubt it." I shook my hand, "Whether it's missing or not, Auntie knows better than anyone else." ”

The sky is getting darker.

As the sun set, in the midst of the noise, the night fell silently, on the transparent and clean window panes in front of me. At this moment, outside the window, because of the arrival of night, the dim lamp looks hazy.

My conversation with Oran was temporarily suspended, and she left me to stay in the antique shop for one night, and at the end of the conversation, she told me that tomorrow she would tell me the answer I wanted, whether it was truth or falsehood.

The sky was dotted with sparkling stars, like the Milky Way paved with fine quicksand, reclining on the cyan sky. The earth has fallen asleep. Except for the gentle breeze blowing, except for the occasional barking of a dog or two, the deserted streets are silent.

I couldn't sleep at night, and the truth or illusion of what Orlan said lingered in my mind, on the one hand, I was looking forward to what answer she would give me tomorrow, and on the other hand, I was afraid that this answer was not the truth I wanted.

Seeing that it was already bright outside the window, I suddenly lightened my body and exhaled, as if the fear had dissipated, and planned to go to the bathroom to take a shower first. The city that has just been washed, the hustle and bustle has evaporated without a trace, and the people's mood is extraordinarily peaceful. There is no chirping birds, no wind blowing, no traffic rushing, and the streets are exceptionally quiet. Everything is immersed in the crispness of the morning, for fear that the slightest noise will break the silence.

Just after ten o'clock, Xiaocheng called and rushed to knock on the door, his eyes blood-red.

"The teacher called you!"

"Okay, I'll be right here."

"Hurry up!"

"Got it."

To be honest, I don't like this town at all, he looks smiling on the surface, and he has such a face to everyone, but when he turns his face, he becomes expressionless, more like a cold-blooded killer.

However, he not only admired Oulan, but also was loyal, and it was also an elusive thing for a university professor to have such a person who was both a bodyguard and a student next to him.

I walked out the door, and a cold air rushed in, cool and swishing. Looking into the distance, the mist shrouded the earth, like a layer of white veil, faintly ......