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After spending a lot of time, I finally put the wooden plate full of dish names into the box beside me, and I breathed a sigh of relief.During the period of waiting for the food to be served, he always felt that the atmosphere was a bit ambiguous when they sat face to face. He clearly said that he wanted to talk about business, but he felt uncomfortable all over, and he didn't even want to mention the series of weird murders before.

After a long time, he poured a cup of light green tea for the person who didn't talk much, and asked, "After absorbing the fragments that time, did you feel any discomfort?"

"No, everything is normal." Jiang Fengbai picked up the white jade teacup, a refreshing fragrance immediately lingered on the tip of his nose, and after drinking it, the fragrance lingered on his lips and teeth.Knowing that this is not Fanpin, his expression is a bit serious: "However, I have had a lot of strange dreams recently."

"Dream?"

"Someone has been thinking about something, the vicissitudes of life, birds sinking into the sea, sweet-scented osmanthus, tears dripping down and turning into pearls, and... I can't remember."

The only thing I remember is that person's voice, which is very, very familiar.

After pondering for a moment, Cheng Wanshi was still frowning: "Actually, I've been thinking that maybe those fragments are something like souls. But I didn't find any defects in your soul, so—"

Jiang Fengbai interrupted him: "Everything, don't waste your mind too much. You are... good enough for me."

"Ahem." Cheng Wanshi didn't know what the other person was thinking, but he could hardly hide his sudden joy.He held up the teacup as a disguise, lowered his eyes: "We are friends, why bother so much."

If the white cat finds out, it will definitely complain about him: "Why haven't I seen you be so kind to me? Didn't you say that you are very lazy and don't want to meddle in your own business! You have to worry about me eating an extra small dried fish !snort!"

The mystery in it cannot be said, it cannot be said.

Just as I was talking, a group of waiters dressed similarly walked through the corridor. At the front was the girl named "Xiao Hong", with bright eyes and bright teeth, and a small fiery red flower inserted into her temple, which was made of some kind of jade stone. Carved, lifelike.Compared with Jiang Fengbai, she has a better attitude towards Cheng Wanshi, and she can be called attentive: "Mr. Cheng, the boss is out today, and he specially asked me to send me a plate of Qingli Cake. Knowing that you love sweets, I asked the kitchen to add more nectar. .”

"Not bad, I'm getting better at talking." Cheng Wanshi smiled, turned his palm over, and in his palm was a laurel branch with flowers, "Take it, remember to practice hard."

The girl was ecstatic: "Many, thank you Mr. Cheng for the reward." Although she wished to refine the osmanthus twigs immediately, she had good professionalism, restrained her excitement, and turned to signal a few waiters to come forward to serve the dishes.After a while, the table was filled with delicacies of various colors, all exuding a strong aura. "You take it easy." The girl smiled, and everyone retreated in response, like butterflies flying out of the waterside pavilion, and their steps were as light as stepping on clouds.

Casually glanced at the back of the girl leaving, Jiang Fengbai raised his eyebrows, never forgetting the Guizhi that was gifted by Cheng Wanshi himself: "You, like her?"

Cheng Wanshi almost choked, coughed a few times in discomfort, and retorted: "How is that possible! I saw that Xiaohong was born. She was weak and had poor aptitude. I helped her out of kindness, that's all. The osmanthus twigs are not mine either, but Grandpa Gui, uh, the osmanthus tree in Wanshizhili will give it to me.”

Feeling a little embarrassed at the moment, Jiang Fengbai blushed slightly, turned his head to look at the plate of crystal clear pastries, and changed the subject abruptly: "What is this?"

"Qingli Cake has the effect of calming the mind. I was seriously injured before, so I would come here to eat Qingli Cake every once in a while to make up for it."

"Severely injured?"

Cheng Wanshi patiently explained: "I don't really remember, it was more than 1000 years ago. Anyway, it is said that I almost lost my mind and fell into a deep sleep for a while, so when I saw you absorb the fragments that day, I... ..." Speaking of this, he lowered his voice, his words were vague, "I'm a little flustered."

There was a lot of irony in his heart, Jiang Fengbai pursed his lips and smiled, and didn't say anything else.

There was another strange silence, Cheng Wanshi picked up his chopsticks, glanced at the other party secretly, and then said: "Eat, eat. Otherwise, the spirit will dissipate."

……

That night, the wind was very strong, and the shadows of the trees fell on the wall and swayed.

Cheng Wanshi tossed and turned on the bed, his mind was filled with Jiang Fengbai's faint smile, his chest seemed to be filled with Qingli cake, and there was a greasy sweetness everywhere. "Ah...it's terrible." He buried his face in the pillow with his back facing up, and said something vaguely.

I had no choice but to force myself to suppress the restlessness in my heart, recalling that I learned many unknown things from Jiang Fengbai today, such as Lu Yue who disappeared, such as the Sun family who had an in-law relationship with the Jiang family many years ago, such as Eldest Young Master Sun, who was supposed to eat both men and women... He endured it for a while, and found that he was almost out of breath, so he slackly rolled over to the side next to the wall, just in time to hug the soft quilt tightly.

The white cat's thin purring came from outside the door, one after another, it made everything upset.

Even though Jiang Fengbai is only a mortal, but he is very congenial with him, just chatting for a while at dinner, and he is full of comfort.Jiang Fengbai is the first one who can make an old monster who has lived for an unknown amount of time feel kind, followed by the cheap white cat, and then other friends.Cheng Wanshi thought over and over again, and felt that either he was sick or the other party had a strange physique, otherwise how could he toss and turn and sleep unconsciously?

Just as he was feeling melancholy, the half-open window creaked again. He saw a moth tentatively pounce on the candle that he had forgotten to extinguish, and with a soft beep, it disappeared.

"When moths fly to the flame, there will be no disaster."

Besides, Jiang Fengbai was in a good mood, but he didn't sleep peacefully, his brows were furrowed.Just because the long dream is involuntarily entangled, what I see is a boundless sky, in the sea of ​​clouds, mountains and mountains are looming.There is a ten thousand zhang high cliff, a stubborn stone stands on it, let the wind smooth the edges and corners, let the tree shadows change on it, and remain indifferent.

He wanted to step forward, but the vicissitudes of life, the four seasons reincarnated, did the missing rock fall into the abyss?Fell off a cliff?Or was it polished into a decoration in someone's room?

There are more, more young and middle-aged men who shouted chant broke into the dream. They walked forward with heavy loads, worn out the soles of their feet, and dripped with blood.Behind them, the stone road scorched by the scorching sun winds continuously to the horizon.There, a kingdom rises slowly, and a person who can't see clearly climbs up the tower, trying to catch the nine heavenly stars - he is defeated, but he is still laughing wildly, and at the same time, someone whispers, the next moment, There was silence again.

No more rocks, no more kingdoms.

This dream is very long, as if it can see the flowers bloom and fade all over the world. Seeing children being driven into the grave, withered faces flashed by without a sound; Buried by the overwhelming wind and sand, only bones remain.All that remains are huge tombs and countless dark black coffins.

The wind and sand gradually died down.

The place that should have been a high cliff has long been flattened, a seed fell, and after a long time, a lush forest took hold here.I don't know when the dense fog filled the air. In the deepest part, the sleeping person suddenly opened his eyes as deep as a lake——

Jiang Fengbai woke up suddenly.

It was still midnight, and it was pitch black outside the window, and everything was silent.He had never been so restless—he turned on all the lights in the house, every one, all of them—but the chills on his back lingered, the shadow on the wall seemed to mock him for being alone, and the wind blew through the window. into it, like a whisper.Inexplicably recalled that after his mother passed away, he curled up in a corner, unwilling to be exposed to the sun, wishing he could just rot like this.

"What...sound?" After tasting Qingli Cake, his senses, which became sharper, caught a trace of dissonance. Jiang Fengbai wrapped his nightgown tightly and listened carefully.Sure enough, there seemed to be a very light panting sound suddenly, not far away, maybe it was someone who had fun all night?However, his expression changed, and he realized that it was not out of joy, but pain.Although it was faintly present, it was considered noisy to Jiang Fengbai who had good hearing, enough to make his nerves tense, and he couldn't help but search for the source.

Thoughts turned around in his heart, Jiang Fengbai didn't pay too much attention to the voice after all, he was sleepy, and went back to the room in silence.It's just that I have doubts in my heart: that direction... Could it be that Lu Yue...

Silent all night.

No dream and no sound.

Early the next morning, Jiang Fengbai got the news that the owner of the villa had indeed moved back, but he seldom went out on weekdays, so few people around knew the reason for his sudden return.However, Jiang Fengbai vaguely guessed something, and after thinking about it, he still dialed Cheng Wanshi's number.

Cheng Wanshi, who suffered from insomnia, was startled by the ringtone, almost fell out of bed, and hurriedly got up: "Feng Bai?"

"It's me. Lu Yue is not in the old house, nor is he with Sun Lang."

The Sun Lang he was talking about, that is, the young master of the Sun family, was originally a couple with Lu Yue, the only son of the Lu family, but they abandoned each other some time ago, and instead adopted Lu Yue, a young actor, and tried their best to make her popular.Lu Yue hated the third party the most in his life, because his father was originally a son of the Lu family, but he seized power while the father-in-law was lingering and sick, forcing Lu Yue's mother to "voluntarily" divorce, and handed over the position of Mrs. Lu to another woman .

"Looks like we broke up." Cheng Wanshi yawned again and again, rubbing his messy hair.

Jiang Fengbai hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "You suspect him...?"

The well water is very cold in the morning, and it always takes a breath of fresh air when you wash your hands.After rubbing water on the white cat casually, in exchange for an extremely tragic meow, Cheng Wanshi answered in his heart: "It's not doubtful... After all, he is the most likely person to deal with Lu Yue, so we have to investigate. "Anyone who is robbed of a boyfriend by a young [-]th-line actor will definitely go crazy, let alone that the other party has a face that resembles his own, and the name is similar.

The dove occupies the magpie's nest, and when the magpie gets angry, the dove who takes advantage of the situation will never escape the most terrible retribution.

"I have known him for many years. Although he has a gloomy personality, but..." Jiang Fengbai looked cold, as if unwilling to associate a possible murder case with his friend.Besides, according to Cheng Wanshi's theory, Lu Yue is either dead or alive in a strange way, all of which are inseparable from crooked ways, because her lifeline will not disappear so quickly except for being worn out by herself .

Hearing the deep depression hidden in his words, Cheng Wanshi couldn't help comforting in a low voice: "It's not necessarily him, there is also that Young Master Sun, who is also very suspicious." He didn't force himself and fell silent when he didn't get an answer. It took a while to speak slowly, "I'll first inquire about Sun Lang's situation, and if there are no clues, I'll come to your side."

"Ah."

The author has something to say:

In fact, when I wrote the title of this chapter, I thought of Mr. Junji Ito’s manga [Long Dream], it’s so beautiful