Is the boss fine today?

The photo was quickly dragged away by Situ. He snatched it in a hurry, but his eyes were calm and calm.

"The woman is my mother, the last Living God. The one on the left is probably your father—I guess." He said.Situ had just taken a shower, his hair was wet, and water droplets fell from the ends of his hair onto the glued photo, distorting their faces.

Tan Yue exclaimed strangely, "What nonsense are you talking about?" You must know that besides his biological father Tan Kesheng, he also has an adoptive father, and now there is a new one?How can this be.

"Aren't my parents Tan Kesheng and Yan Ni?" he said.

"Didn't you realize that you look nothing like them?" Situ pinched his chin and looked at his face carefully, "Do you not like looking in the mirror?"

Tan and his wife have good looks, with thick eyebrows and big eyes with heavy lids.Tan Yue's facial features are very delicate, and he must have been regarded as a girl when he was a child.

"Don't talk nonsense," Tan Yue slapped his hand away, rarely turning his face seriously, "It's impossible for Yan Ni to cheat! Besides, my appearance doesn't mean anything. I look like my grandparents, or my aunt and uncle Not without..."

During the dispute, the water droplets on the photo fell off, and the two wet smiling faces looked at him from a lifetime away.Tan Yue's voice weakened, and he muttered suspiciously: "But why is this man so similar to me?"

"I didn't say she cheated. The person in the photo is called Pan En. He died very early, so no one can sort out your relationship with him." Situ wiped his hair and handed the photo to him, "said Maybe something happened back then that caused Pan En’s child, that is, you to be entrusted to the Tan couple. Because he died a few months before the Tan couple. Counting the days, you should have just been born. Of course this is just Just my guess."

"According to what you said, Pan En is dead, so what about my mother?" Tan Yue couldn't help thinking wildly, why did such exciting past events surface every time he came to Mei Town?What happened in less than two months was more complicated than what he had experienced in the past 20 years.The man in the photo looked exactly like him. If this man really existed, he would most likely be his blood relative—and he was indeed born in Meizhen in 1992.

"I don't know, maybe he died too." Situ said very uncertainly.

"Wait a minute, your mother and my father—we can't be brothers, right?" Tan Yue pointed to the man and woman in the photo who were holding hands as if they were lovers, and said in shock.

Tan Yue was almost frightened by his own whimsy, if they were really brothers, this would be the best.On the other hand, it is understandable why Situ helps him from time to time, and Yaduo does the same... Maybe they are a family.

Situ immediately denied it, "Impossible, I was born in the same year and the same month as you."

"I thought I had to call you brother." Tan Yue was full of doubts, "Which one of us is older?"

Situ even found out Tan Yue's birthday, school, and parents. What else did he not know.He even began to suspect that his roommate's love poems and unrequited love Situ had already heard.

"I was born more than ten days earlier than you." Situ took out a cigarette in the cigarette case and lit it on fire. He passed away in [-], and the only survivors are you and me who don't remember anything. There is no evidence to prove your relationship with Pan En."

Talk about the more disapproving of the word.

Whether it was because of Yan Ni's cheating, he was not the child of Tan Kesheng or Yan Ni, or he was entrusted to the Tan couple after the death of his biological father Pan En... These life experiences were not what he was willing to accept.

The photos don't seem to be that simple either.

A trace of a dusty secret is hidden in Situ's room, and regardless of the blood relationship that cannot be studied, what happened in the autumn of Meizhen in 1992?Living God, Pan En, Tan Kesheng, and Yan Ni all died one after another... Only two babies under one year old survived.

It was Situ who was chasing this dead-no-evidence incident.Why does he care so much about the Tan couple and their orphan?Even the death of Pan En, who had a similar appearance with Tan Yue, was brought up again in his old case.What is the relationship between the previous Living God, Situ's mother and them?Did they really die normally?

Tan Yue asked, "Are you collecting these things to investigate their deaths?"

"Yes, I checked. The cause was the death of the Living God," Situ said frankly. "She did die of a drug overdose. After further investigation, Pan En committed suicide by jumping into a river. Afterwards, Tan and his wife fell off a cliff and died. As for No one knows why Tan Kesheng and Yan Ni's children are so similar to Pan En when they grow up."

"Why commit suicide?" Tan Yue grabbed a familiar word.

"Who knows. Why did you kill yourself?"

The problem came back to Tan Yue.

Why did Tan Yue commit suicide?

Indeed, he himself could not tell.

"……All right."

The more I talked, the more I stopped thinking about the bottom line.He is an outsider, unfamiliar with the place of his life and was nailed to an inn. He is determined not to be able to figure out the cause of Pan En's death decades ago. People's situations are all derived from Situ's dictation, and it is difficult to distinguish the truth from the false.Did Situ hide something again?

After a while, the conversation became more and more irritable: "Stop talking about these things, I don't know who I am anymore."

There was silence in the room for a while, and he heard Situ heaving a sigh of relief, very lightly, as if his talkative attitude made him feel relieved.

Because of this photo and the question and answer that were unclear to each other, on the wilderness of doubt, Tan Yue's doubts grew wildly like weeds.The two people who usually have stagnant faces lost their expressions on each other at this moment.

"Take the photo if you want." Under Tan Yue's gaze, Situ came back to his senses. He put the photo on the table and put on clothes one by one.

As if nothing had happened, he asked as usual: "I will come back at night, the funeral may take a long time, don't wait for me to eat."

"Driving? Go by car, it's quite a distance." Tan Yue also replied very ordinary.

After Situ left, Tan Yue returned the photos to their original places. He was not very interested in these old things. As Situ said, death is like a lamp going out, so it doesn't make sense for him to keep these things. It's better to keep them as a thought for Situ .

There are not fewer tourists in Meizhen during the day, perhaps because it is close to the holiday, there are more tourists than before.Looking out from the window, the inn is just opposite to the intersection. In the evening, the streets are crowded with people, and many tour guides holding horns lead the team to shuttle back and forth in a hurry at the intersection.The women and uncles with small stalls on the side of the road attract customers and sell local specialties and handmade silver jewelry.At night, the usually bustling streets of Meizhen were silent, the street lamps dozed lifelessly, the lights were dim, and there were only a few scattered men wandering on the street, and there were even fewer vehicles.

Half an hour later, it was raining again in Meizhen.

The wind blowing from the window was damp and cold, and the more I talked about it, the more I felt the arrival of early winter.He turned off the windows and lights, and lay on the bed again. Many things floated up in the dark and piled up in front of his eyes, like stones pressing down on his chest.When it was close to midnight, Situ still hadn't returned to the inn, and Lao Xing was nowhere to be seen.Tan Yue had no choice but to go downstairs and close the door, and dialed his phone again.

The other end of the phone prompts that it is temporarily unavailable, and I don't know if the signal in the mountains is not good.

There was a metallic clang on the door.Tan Yue stopped going upstairs, the door opened, and Lao Xing stepped into the inn with his stars and moon.The two stared at each other for a few seconds in the dark hall.

Tan Yue asked him, "Didn't Situ come back with you?"

"No, it's raining, and it's not easy for him to come down from the mountain."

Lao Xing was dressed in black, almost like a shadow in the moonlight, when Tan Yue approached, he realized that his whole body was soaked.Seeing him go around the back door, Tan Yue hurriedly followed: "When will he come back?"

Lao Xing's figure stopped for a while, and his tone was better than before: "I'll change my clothes and go find him."

"Can I go?" Tan Yue asked.

Going up the mountain in the middle of the night is not easy.Compared with his previous bare-handed climbing, Lao Xing's equipment was obviously much more professional. He carried a large mountaineering bag and all kinds of mountaineering tools.Raincoat, sleeping bag, flashlight, rainproof bag, machete, medicine box, cane, food... Of course, he didn't shy away from talking about it and brought a gun.

The rain was getting heavier, and the mountain was particularly difficult to walk. The muddy water muddied Tan Yue's feet, and he had great difficulty walking with one deep foot and one shallow foot.Lao Xing walked very fast. He walked along the path, holding a machete in his hand, and from time to time hacked to death the thorny bushes at his feet.Tan Yue followed behind him, and soon broke out in a cold sweat. He suddenly remembered how those plumbers were full of muscles, while he only had a thin body that lost his abdominal muscles due to lack of exercise.Fortunately, Situ's position is probably not very high, probably halfway up the mountain, Lao Xing stopped.

They passed through a musky forest, and what he saw was the overlapping shadows of trees in the clearing. Looking up, a tile house bumped into his eyes.

The tile house is similar to the ordinary tile house in appearance, narrow and short, and looks lonely in the open field, like a temporary place to stay.

Lao Xing yelled a dialect, and then said to Tan Yue: "Here we are."

The wooden door of the tile house trembled and pushed open from the inside, and the moonlight outlined the silhouette of the figure inside the door.Lao Xing strode into the room first, and Tan Yue followed.

Situ pinched him on the face when he entered the door, his fingers were cold.He closed the door and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Old Xing has no objection to my coming."

Tan Yue looked around in the tile house.The light in the room was very dark, the table, chairs and coal lamps on the table were very old, and there was a stale musty smell in the air. Two large wooden beds were placed on the east and west walls, with only a roll of straw mat on top.There is a door on the north wall, and a big copper lock is hung on it.

"Sleep here tonight and go back tomorrow morning." Situ said.

Lao Xing took out two cans of beef from his backpack, "Didn't you eat?"

There was no subject in these words, but the only person he asked was Situ, so Tan Yue didn't say a word.

The can of beef was opened, and the two chatted again, but they couldn't understand half of the conversation.He took off his raincoat, sat on the straw mat and yawned.

Situ drove him to sleep, Tan Yue hurriedly asked him:

"Is Yajie buried?"

"Well, they left before the rain."

Tan Yue complained, "Why don't you hurry back to the inn."

"I don't want to go down the mountain with them."

Tan Yue and Situ shared the same bed, while Lao Xing slept alone.He woke up from the cold at night, rolling and shaking on the wooden bed like a frozen shrimp, when he reached out to grab Situ, he missed it.

Situ was gone, and Lao Xing was not on the bed either.

He couldn't find his mobile phone, so he hurriedly looked for the coal lamp on the table, but the coal lamp was nowhere to be seen.This is a bit like a false alarm in Mount Mengla, Zhao Zhao went to hang out with Xia Shengyi Yun that night.Where did Lao Xing and Situ go if they didn't sleep most of the night?

The door was locked and they didn't go out.It's still raining, so they won't go out to get wet in the rain.

Then another door in the room attracted Tan Yue's attention.He pushed and the door swung open.

The coal lamp was very dim, dying.Situ and Lao Xing squatted down for a while, and when the door opened suddenly, they also had a familiar expression.At their feet was a pile of metal utensils, measuring cups, plastic pipes... boxes stacked high against the wall.

"What is this?" Tan Yue asked them.

Lao Xing said:

"It's all money."

"Huh?" The more confused the conversation.

He was quickly pushed out and returned to the cold straw mat, and Lao Xing also went to bed.

Tan Yue whispered to him: "What are you doing in the room?"

Situ didn't know what he was thinking of, and answered the wrong question: "Zhao Zhao takes drugs, don't really think that he is innocent."

"I know."

"You're bubbling stupid."

"no."

"The idiot just came back to Mei Town."

He still wanted to refute, but Situ covered his mouth.

Situ whispered in his ear, "Go to sleep, I will take you to the ditch to watch the sunrise tomorrow morning."