Lianzhou

Once Yu Lichu decided to stand still, it would be very serious. If he insisted on adding a time limit to this kind of seriousness, it would be as long as it can be delayed.

So when Yu Lichu learned that his lost guitar fell into Yan Yan's hands after the graduation party, he calmed down.In fact, he had selfish intentions and hoped that Yan Yan would take the initiative to return it to him.

However, what he didn't expect was that Yan Yan also had selfish intentions, and he hoped that Yu Lichu would take the initiative to come and ask for his return.

In the end, by accident, both of them gradually forgot it in the heavy schoolwork, or more precisely, they both deliberately pretended that they did not remember it.

Perhaps the more they treasured each other, the less they dared to touch each other, so even though the two had a deep relationship, and had an oolong experience since then, they hadn't established a real connection for a long time.Until the two of them graduated and entered the affiliated university of N, Yu Lichu thought that life would continue as before. Although the two of them are not even friends at present, he can occasionally meet for a short while on the way to and from work. It seems that as long as this person is still in front of his eyes, he feels that the nutrients he has obtained are sufficient.

In fact, his feelings have always been gentle and easy to satisfy. He is no longer a seventeen or eighteen-year-old kid. He always does things like this quietly and overly restrained. He is never obsessed with certain results. He even thought that even if he couldn't get this person in this life, he wouldn't really care too much about it.

However, the consequence of being too complacent with the status quo is that Yu Lichu suddenly realized belatedly during the ordinary day after day that Yan Yan disappeared without even saying hello.

The later story seemed a bit lacklustre. The two reunited in a bookstore on the Pedestrian Street less than a year after Yan Yan resigned. The relationship has achieved milestone progress in the mutual temptation of each other.

And now is the end of this story.

Words and smiles are no longer Yan Yan, and even memories have become soul-stirring reminders, making Yu Lichu torture himself day by day in the lonely situation where Yan Yan turned around.

The guitar that was taken from the door to the sofa was put aside by Yu Lichu at this time, he relaxed his muscles and leaned back on the sofa, then raised his left hand behind his back and pressed it to his forehead, maintaining this posture like this After closing his eyes for a long time, Yu Lichu was brought back to his senses until the mobile phone in his jacket pocket rang out a text message notification. He lazily took out the mobile phone from his pocket and pressed the screen to turn on, but he could see clearly what was on the screen. After the displayed text message was sent, he suddenly stood up.

Yu Lichu's hand holding the phone began to tremble subconsciously. He seemed to have spent a lot of effort to open the text message, but the content that appeared on the screen in the next second made Yu Lichu much The apparent composure of the day collapsed in an instant.

At this moment, the time on the phone was displayed as 41:[-] p.m., and the sender column of the text message had the word Yan Yan clearly written on it, but the content of the text message was only three words.

--sorry.

What are you sorry for?

The scene of the crime that day was the sixth-floor rooftop of an old building. Two of the four suspects escaped that day, and the remaining two were arrested. There was a fight with Yan Yan, but they were far away from the edge of the roof at that time. During the fight, Yan Yan was hit on the shoulder and took a few steps back towards the edge of the roof, but he had obviously stopped his movements at that time, but Still fell headfirst.

Not to mention Yan Yan's relatives and friends who couldn't believe such a farewell, even the police who participated in the interrogation at the time felt that the two were completely talking nonsense on the spot.

But at this moment, Yu Lichu firmly believed that what those people said was true.

At 41:[-], it was almost exactly the time when Yan Yan fell from the roof of the building that day. This was a text message that was supposed to be delivered immediately. It took so long for this text message to appear in front of Li Chu.

Yan Yan did it on purpose. He is such a horny person. His heart injury has not completely healed, and he was hit by a wave of blows. His mental state is already on the verge of being disturbed. There will be dangers, and he went there because of the dangers.

what about me?

When people are overwhelmed with grief, they cannot cry loudly. The depression that has been soaked for a long time is filled with water like a sponge, twisted into sections of midnight dreams, melted into the overloaded emotions, and carries a taste of the bitterness of Coptis chinensis. Can't be taken away by tears.

Tears are sometimes a relief, a vent, and an outlet for emotional opening, but sometimes they are just salty water entering the throat, trying to make the silted sorrow grow stronger, as if it is an accomplice to help the evil.

But the person just subconsciously wants to back away, as if trying to avoid the non-existent hand coming from the front, and the hand smashes into the atrium without knowing how hard it is, and there is no blood at all, but it is just pain.

Yu Lichu knelt on the ground with his back arched, his butterfly bones rising and falling as he inhaled, his hands unconsciously pawing at the clothes on his chest, his five fingers loosening and then tightening, as if in vain pain relief.His throat couldn't make a complete sound at this time, he could only tear and whimper in pain, followed by intermittent low growls from his vocal cords, he was crying like a child who couldn't control himself, as if he had absorbed the whole world. The grievances, but no one can squat down to coax him.

In the end, he seemed to be overwhelmed, kneeling on the ground with his heart in his hands and curling up in a pious posture. He looked like a hopeless believer, as if he was praying for some mercy from God through his fingers.Why him?Since Yan Yan's accident, he has asked himself this more than once.However, until now, he found that the person who personally gave him a fatal blow turned out to be the person closest to him. He paranoidly felt that he might not want to understand in his life, how cruel the other party was, to be able to... He walked so neatly that he didn't even leave a whole body behind.

At that moment, he really hated Yan Yan with all his heart.

But if he could really naively vent his anger on a dead person, he would have gone to the cemetery to dig his grave and tear down his stele by now.

He couldn't deny that once he had poured his heart on someone, it was as if a rope was tied to his heart, and the other end was holding the person on the tip of his heart. Whether you are connected with yourself, whether your spirit orifice is happy or your heart is broken, you can't decide for yourself.

Yu Lichu left the bookstore at 06:30. Instead of going home, he walked along the stone road of the pedestrian street step by step in the rain.

I am sorry…

Yu Lichu twitched the corner of his lips ironically to the air.

What are you sorry for?

Yan Yan never had any serious words in his mouth. With one mouth, he could blow up hype, flirt and play tricks, but he was self-taught without a teacher, but he never knew how to fulfill a promise properly.

In those days and nights of heartbreak, Yan Yan always sighed intermittently that time is precious because time never comes back. He said that he once found a book in the study room at home, and the title page of the book left the words of insight. It was blank, and only a short sentence was printed in the middle of the paper.

——If you can go back in time, what kind of future do you want to have?

At that time, he looked at Yu Lichu calmly, as if he didn't care, and said to Yu Lichu that he had to believe that all of this was the best arrangement, and that if time could come back, everything could really change. Is it different?People walk in a fork in the road, no matter how many choices they make, they always stubbornly try to find a different possibility on the same road, but the reality always leads to the same goal. Being human is in itself incomplete.

Yu Lichu just smiled lightly, saying that this sounded really hopeless and regretful.

Later, Yan Yan vowed softly that depression would come to an end one day, and he would find his way to start a new situation. He hoped that Yu Lichu could wait for him.

But now the ashes return to the ashes, the people who leave are unconscious, and those who stay are still struggling. The whole person seems to be immersed in a continuous low-grade fever. There is no way to retreat, and there is no medicine and stone.

He suddenly found out in despair that he was hopelessly in love with him.

Yu Lichu walked all the way in a trance, stepping on the drumbeat of the rain, and when he came to his senses, tears were already streaming down his face, the raindrops hit his face, and he couldn't tell whether the rain or tears were on his face.

Yu Lichu finally sat down on the high edge of the flower bed with some exhaustion, his body was already soaked by the rain, he sat like this for an unknown how long with his head down, until a pair of leather shoes appeared in his sight with his head down, He suddenly raised his head, only to see Qi Wen standing in front of him holding an umbrella.

Yu Lichu came back to his senses and lowered his head again to sneer, not knowing what he was expecting in vain just now.

Qi Wen held the umbrella over Li Chu's head, looked at the man's dripping clothes and pants, then frowned and murmured in the next second: "Li Chu..."

Yu Lichu's temples twitched violently, lamenting that this person really doesn't know how to look at people. After he had a showdown with Qi Wen at Xiaochangting in the hospital, this person came to him again later, but was rejected by Yu Lichu. It was ignored at the beginning, but now this person is still not knowing how to restrain himself, so he will call him by his first name and even his surname.

Yu Lichu didn't look up, but squeezed out a word between his teeth: "Get lost."

"Li Chu, you can't do this, you'll catch a cold..." Qi Wen didn't care about Yu Lichu's attitude at all. After saying this, he stretched out his hand to pull him, but Yu Lichu knocked him aside halfway. , stood up conveniently in the next second, held back his anger and shouted at him: "I'll let you go!"

And the man who had been acting submissive in front of Yu Lichu before suddenly stopped all expressions on his face. He raised his eyebrows and stared fiercely at Yu Lichu, his eyes were looking straight at his enemy in his previous life I wish I could swallow Yu Li Chusheng alive with a sharp knife.

Yu Lichu just looked at Qi Wen looking at himself like this, and it was only at this moment that he suddenly realized how he had forgotten how this man had tried his best to find faults and sing the opposite when he was preparing for the graduation party at the university. During this period of time, because he never put the other party in his eyes, he almost thought that the person in front of him was a good stubble that could be dealt with.

"He's dead, Yu Lichu, that man is dead! What are you doing now? Are you going to follow him to die for love? Look at your current appearance, can you still live without him? He What's the point, I'm standing in front of you now, I'm still alive, can't you just look at me?"

However, Yu Lichu laughed after hearing this, and lamented that this person is really stupid, and he would not choose a good time to use his presence.

"Yan Yan, a dead person, can be more important than a living person?"

At this time, Yu Lichu looked up at him, his eyes were like looking at a complete psychopath, and even the whites of his eyes seemed to be full of disdain and ridicule.This kind of look made Qi Wen suddenly feel as if he had been stepped on the tail, and the next second he began to jump his feet indiscriminately: "Everyone I hired said that a child committed suicide because of him, just like him People, want to save that woman by themselves beyond their limits? I grabbed him and said, he seemed to have lost his soul, but you see, he couldn't just die like this?"

Qi Wen fell behind in speaking, and before he had time to show complacency for poking at the opponent's weakness, the man who had been showing disapproval to him before, suddenly got up after hearing this, stretched out his hand to grab his collar, and dragged him staggeringly towards him. Leaning forward, Qi Wen's hand was so strong that he had the illusion for a moment - if these hands were holding his throat at this moment, then he was probably out of breath by now.

"How do you know these things?" Yu Lichu gripped Qi Wen's collar with his dead hand, and it was still tightening at this moment, with a vein popping up on the back of his hand. He realized something in an instant, and looked at Qi Wen. Wen murmured to himself, "You met him that day..." Then he yelled at Qi Wen violently, "What did you say to him!"

"You hired someone to investigate us, what kind of heart do you have?"

Qi Wen was on the verge of suffocation being pinched by the collar of Yu Lichu at this moment. Just when he felt that he was about to carry it on his back, Yu Lichu suddenly let go and took a step back. A large piece of air rushed in from the released throat in an instant. At this moment, he gasped for a few breaths in shock, and because he was panting too fast, he was choked by saliva and coughed violently. It took an unknown amount of time before he calmed down and stopped.

He raised his head to look at Yu Lichu with lingering fear, and there was already a trace of fear in his eyes at this moment: "I... I didn't say anything to him, but I just made him unable to take on those porcelain jobs, and he didn't even know himself. I just wanted to save others, didn’t that kid commit suicide because he meddled in his own business? I... I’m trying to persuade him to stop as soon as possible, and I’m doing it for his own good!”

At this moment, Yu Lichu didn't make any further reactions. After his anger accumulated to a certain level, it seemed that he was neither sad nor happy but invincible.

He stood still in place for a while, then raised his eyes and glanced at Qi Wen coolly. He seemed to be smiling angrily, and said to Qi Wen with a grin: "You are so willing to preach to me, so Yan Yan is dead. and you are still alive, if I don't choose you, I would be short-sighted and reckless, is that what you mean?"

After he finished speaking, he lowered his face before waiting for Qi Wen's answer. His expression, which was not exaggerated, made people feel trembling: "I tell you that your surname is Qi." This was the first time Yu Lichu stared at Qi Wen so intently. , but there was no tenderness in his eyes, only an absolutely awe-inspiring killing intent.

"You will never be better than a dead man alive."

He let go of one hand and poked hard at his chest.

"All his things are here, and others are not qualified to comment. Whoever dares to say something bad about him, I will fight him hard! If you still remember that you have feelings for me, you'd better stay away from me in the future. I have limited patience in my life, and I don't want to restrain my hostility for irrelevant people, if you want to taste it, you can come and try."

After Yu Lichu said this, he seemed unwilling to give Qi Wen any more eyes. He raised his hand and brushed his wet hair back, then turned and left without hesitation.

Until a long time after Yu Lichu left, Qi Wen felt that his feet were floating.

It was probably from this day that he really realized for the first time that Yu Lichu was not someone he could afford.

This man's heart is hard and ruthless. On the surface, he seems to have nothing to do to bother sentient beings, but in fact he has a lot of ideas in his heart, and he can see other people's calculations.

From the first sight, Qi Wen regained his old thoughts many years later. He has been trying to control this person without giving up for such a long time, but at the end, he finds that he has always been acting like a clown, which is pitiful.

The umbrella in his hand had already been taken off at some point. He raised his head and wiped the rainwater from his face, finally shaking off all the wishful thinking of many years, and with the continuous washing of the rain, it was gone forever.

After Yu Lichu dumped Qi Wen, he didn't choose to go home, but let his mind go, and he didn't care where he went. When he came back to his senses, he had already stopped in front of an old house.

This is Mo Fan's home.

After Yan Yan's accident, two of the four suspects who escaped turned to look for Mo Fan. In the end, one of them accidentally stabbed Mo Fan in the middle of the chaotic fight between the three of them. There were too many people on the spot, and the suspect was arrested very quickly this time, and because of the extra class of intentional homicide, he could hardly escape prison.

After Zhou Hong experienced the double blow of her son's accidental death and kidnapping and extortion, she became mentally disturbed after being rescued from the rooftop, and is now receiving treatment in a mental hospital.

A family fell apart within a few breaths, making people sigh at the same time that the good fortune made people, but for some reason, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Wearing wet clothes, Yu Lichu walked up the old concrete stairs from floor to floor. His shoes soaked in water made creaking noises every time he took a step. When he finally reached the door of Mo Fan's house, It was found that the door of this room was only ajar but not locked.

Didn't Mo Ning come to clean up?

While Yu Lichu was thinking, he raised his hand and opened the door.

He had glimpsed this room once outside the door. It was a dimly lit, dirty little space with empty wine bottles and rubbish scattered all over the floor. The house had two rooms and a small living room in total. The bathroom and the kitchen were crowded together in a small space. Yu Lichu turned on the light and looked around for a week, then opened the door and entered the relatively small room. He thought that this room should be Mo I'm envious, because although the inside is old everywhere, the hygiene is still clean, and the books and quilts are also arranged very neatly.

Yu Lichu walked into the room and looked around, his eyes finally locked on a cowhide thread-bound book whose style was incompatible with the atmosphere of this room.

This book was given to Mo Xian by Chang Wan, the purpose is for him to use it to write a diary every day, so as to record his mental journey after receiving counseling.

Yu Lichu opened the notebook without much thought. Most of the paper in it had been used up. Mo Xian was very obedient and really wrote a diary every day, but he didn’t write a lot every day. The self-abased reflective remarks, later I will write some of my own psychological insights after receiving counseling, and Yan Yan will be mentioned from time to time.

Yu Lichu squatted on the ground like this and flipped through the pages of this book. At first, it seemed that the content was ordinary, but it was not until the beginning of November, the day when he and Yan Yan rescued Mo Xian , but the content became a little strange.

For example, Mo Xian only wrote a few words in his diary that day:

——I didn't steal the 300 yuan, and I don't know why there is 300 yuan on my body, but my father's money is clearly on him. I saw it, but he was drunk and didn't check it.

But since he didn't lose the 300 yuan, where did the 300 yuan on me come from?

I didn't steal the money, but I don't know where it came from.

The day's diary ended at this point. After reading it, Yu Lichu immediately stretched out his hand and wanted to turn it back, but stopped at the end, and began to feel a little nervous for no reason.

He finally took a deep breath, then twisted the paper and turned the page backwards, only to see the following in the diary of the next day:

——Uncle told me, Uncle Yan said, after all, that is my home, it would be better to send me back.But that's not my home, and I don't want to go back at all.

Why?Why do you have to let me go back?

When Yu Lichu read this, he was obviously speechless in astonishment, and when he realized it, a coldness had subconsciously dripped from his limbs and bones.

He suddenly began to recall uncontrollably, during the six months of reunion with Yan Yan, too many things happened, Yan Yan's injury, the car accident that almost happened, the medical accident that year, the man with the birthmark on the back of his neck, The murder in the middle of the night, the phone call, and now Mo Xian's weird diary.

All the things are connected into a line, and Yu Lichu suddenly realized that there is a person who has been in it from the beginning to the end, but stays out of it without anyone noticing, and no one has doubts about him. There is an answer, but it is ready to come out in an instant.

Yu Lichu took a deep breath and exhaled again, but no matter how many times he took deep breaths, he couldn't stop the chill like air leaking from his bones.

In this world, people are separated from each other, and it is more terrifying than ghosts and gods. Yu Lichu has seen this kind of thing very clearly since a long time ago.However, even if he understood, when he was really designed into this kind of malice that was deliberately concealed, he still felt chilling and unbelievable for no reason.

Yu Lichu's hands trembled, and he could not hold the book firmly in his palm, but in the next second, something suddenly fell out of the book that was almost out of his hands.

Yu Lichu followed the movement and looked at the ground, it was a bookmark.

However, when he took a second look, he suddenly froze on the spot.

The side is made of Yuzen paper, the rectangle is hollowed out, and the outer seal is made of cold lamination film.

This is a bookmark made by Yan Yan, which is exactly the same as the one Yu Lichu saw before, except that the words on this bookmark given to Mo Xian are Yan Yan's own handwriting.

bookmark...

Yu Lichu paused for a few seconds, suddenly he seemed to realize something, something exploded in his mind, he forgot where he was for a moment, he just stood up with his notebook in his arms, and then slammed the room open. The door fled.

The bookmark, the bookmark that says "Nongyao Danjiu"!

He had indeed seen that bookmark in a so-called dream, but he had been emotionally unstable before, and he didn't think of it that much. At this moment, he was stimulated by the bookmark in Mo Xian's notebook, and he suddenly remembered it. In the world, he never knew that Yan Yan had such a bookmark!

While thinking about it, Yu Lichu crazily stepped up his legs and rushed home, the beating heartbeat in his chest began to swell continuously.

He had always thought it was a dream, if not a dream.

If it is not a dream.

After thinking about God for a moment, Yu Lichu had already run to the door of the house, took out the key and opened the door hurriedly. After he came in, he rushed straight into the study and began to search. This study has a considerable collection of books, but Yu Lichu As if he was tireless, he searched page by page without interruption. In this way, he found it late at night from 08:30 in the evening, and finally found a book called "Back in Time" from a corner.

Yu Lichu was attracted by these four words at first glance. He remembered that Yan Yan once mentioned this book to him. As for the title, it seemed that there was an invisible force driving him to reach out and open the title page.

——If you can go back in time, what kind of future do you want to have?

Yu Lichu looked at the lonely sentence on the title page, and suddenly started to rummage through the back.

And when he finally found the rectangular bookmark in the narrow gap between the books, he saw the four characters outlined in thin gold on the surface of the bookmark, tears rolled down from his eyes suddenly, and then I was sobbing in the joy that I lost and found it again.

It wasn't a dream, he really forgot about Yan Yan, went back to the past, and re-experienced those vivid things with the other party in another way.

--Very good.

Yu Lichu hugged the bookmark tightly in his arms, only repeating this sentence in his head.

——It's all true, it's all true, it's really good.