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Xu Tingjiang drove home late at night, and saw Mu Song parked on the side of the road.

In such a cold weather, so late, his uncle parked the car on the side of the road, but he was bending over to look at a tree in the snow and didn't know what he was studying. Xu Tingjiang turned the car around, turned to the opposite road, and stopped. Behind his car, flashed the lights, and got out of the car.

Lifting his foot on the snow, there was a creaking sound under his feet. Xu Tingchang stepped over the greenery at the height of his calf, and walked towards the place where Mu Song was standing. license plate.

"Why are you here?" Xu Tingjiang was curious: "Have you celebrated Qin Yu's birthday?"

Mu Song gave a low hum, but didn't move his fingers from the tree.

"What's so special about this tree?"

"No," Mu Song shook his head, ready to leave: "Why are you back so late?" Mu Song just asked casually, he was a little anxious, but he couldn't see it on his face.

"There's something wrong with the hospital, and I've been working overtime for a while," Xu Tingjiang said, and after he finished speaking, he glanced at Mu Song's car: "Where are you going at this late? Won't you go back?"

"There's something wrong," Mu Song finished speaking and walked to the car, put his hand on the door handle, but suddenly thought of something, and said, "Do you know Qin Liang? The eldest son of the Qin family."

The Mu and Qin families got close, but Xu Tingchang didn't like the Qin family very much, and he hardly went to the Qin family. He didn't say anything when asked why, but just smiled. Mu Song was abroad more than ten years ago, and after returning to China, he For a period of time, I found that Qin Yu was always unhappy, like what happened at home. Mu Song felt that something was wrong back then, but neither Qin Yu nor Qin Lie wanted to talk about it, so Mu Song gave up. It's in China, so ask, don't expect Xu Tingjiang to say anything.

But he didn't expect Xu Tingjiang, who was still smiling just now, to froze when he heard this name. This change happened to be noticed by Mu Song.

Mu Song withdrew his hand, turned around and looked at Xu Tingjiang: "Do you know something?"

"Why did you ask me this all of a sudden?" Xu Tingjiang sniffed and calmed down, "Did Qin Yu say something to you?"

"That's not true," Mu Song's eyes flashed for a while, "I saw you today, it's Qin Yu's birthday, and he's here."

"Impossible," Xu Tingjiang almost subconsciously denied, "It's impossible for him to return to Qin's house on this day."

"Why?" Mu Song said, "So something happened to the Qin family back then, right?"

Xu Tingchang looked at Mu Song's serious expression, knowing that Mu Song would not let it go until he asked something from himself, so he sighed: "Get in the car and talk."

The two got into Xu Tingjiang's car.

Xu Tingjiang opened it up a bit: "Do you still remember the story I told you on New Year's Eve last year?"

Mu Song nodded: "I remember."

"The protagonist of the story is Qin Liang," Xu Tingjiang said slowly, "15 years ago, when he was 12 years old, on January [-]st, New Year's Day, Qin Yu's birthday, Qin Liang's mother took Qin Liang to the building. On the roof of the building, I jumped in front of Qin Liang and died on the spot. After the incident, Qin Lie used his relationship to suppress this matter. Few people knew about it. I was also an intern in the hospital, and Qin Lie I just found out that Liang happened to be sent to the hospital for treatment."

"Oh," Mu Song said calmly after listening to it. He couldn't see any emotional ups and downs. It was the same as usual. Xu Tingjiang just thought that he was just curious, and didn't think in other directions.

"Then how is he now?" Mu Song asked, "His illness is a split personality."

Xu Tingjiang thought for a while, and seemed to be hesitating on how to speak: "I don't know what to say. I haven't seen him for a long time. Strictly speaking, what he has is not a split personality, but a separation disorder. But I haven't seen him for so many years, maybe He has changed too."

"Why is he sick?"

"When a child suffers major injuries all the year round because he is too scared and desperate, but there is no one to protect him, he has no choice but to separate another me to protect himself," Xu Tingjiang pursed his lips, Someone said with some distress: "The child has been repeatedly tortured by his mother since he was very young, and then comforted after being tortured. Who do you think can bear it? How can a child of a few years old deal with it? Even adults A situation that can't be handled? So he can only separate a few of me to deal with... I haven't seen his mother, but I think she must be sick so she treats him like this. The Qin family hates his mother very much, saying She is a crazy woman, and she doesn't even like Qin Liang, but fortunately, Qin Liang moved out of Qin's house early... It's good to leave there," Xu Tingjiang said with a worried look on his face: "Qin Liang doesn't I will go back to Qin's house for no reason, did something happen today?"

"No, Qin Liang came and left." Mu Song was in a turmoil. He heard such a story a year ago, separated by a distant space, because he didn't know this person, so at that time he only had a curiosity. But now, when all of Xu Tingjiang's descriptions matched Qin Liang's, Mu Song couldn't calm down, but his face still had the same expression as before, as if he had just heard a gossip about the Qin family: "I still I have something to do, let's go first," he got out of the car, walked to the front and got into his own car, and after a while, Xu Tingjiang could no longer see Mu Song's car.

Xu Tingchang's intuition told him that something must have happened, but if Mu Song didn't say anything, he couldn't pry his mouth open. Xu Tingchang called Qin Liang. He knew that Mu Song had always cared about Qin Yu, so something must have happened today. The matter may even have something to do with Qin Yu, otherwise his indifferent uncle would not ask these gossips. Xu Tingjiang wanted to know how Qin Liang is taking care of himself now, but no one answered the phone.

It was already past three o'clock in the morning when we drove from Huaishan Villa to Nanshan Apartment. Mu Song entered the password almost eagerly. He didn't really think about where his impatience and irritability came from, but they must have something to do with Qin Liang. , as long as he sees Qin Liang, maybe there will be an answer, Mu Song thought.

But the house was pitch dark, and there was no one there. My aunt asked for leave and went home for Laba. Mu Song frowned and climbed upstairs, knocking on Qin Liang's door. people.

The cups on the bed were well laid out, and there was no sign of someone having slept. Mu Song guessed that Qin Liang never came back after leaving the Qin family.

He was a little flustered for no reason, and asked for Qin Liang's phone call from Assistant Su. He called several times, but no one answered, and then turned off the phone directly.

Before he had time to think, Mu Song asked Assistant Su to send over the location of Qin Liang's original house. Mu Song drove over and knocked on the door for a long time, but no one opened it. When Assistant Su arrived, his boss was about to call the unlocking company. , Assistant Su quickly stopped him: "Mr. Mu, I have the key here. Last time Mr. Qin asked me to pick up the luggage and left the key with me, and he never took it back."

Mu Song heaved a sigh of relief, took the key from Assistant Su's hand and opened the door.

The house was too tidy, like a model house, with no breath of life, and the tables and sofas inside were dusty because no one lived in it for a long time.

Anyone can see that no one has come back to this house, it should be said that he hasn't been back for a long time.

Assistant Su stood quietly on the side. He could see that Mu Song was very angry now, his face was so gloomy that water dripped out. Mu Song turned around, left the room silently, and told Assistant Su to go directly to the company.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, it was almost dawn.

The atmosphere in Turui today is very depressing, the boss is surrounded by a low pressure, and the executives are cautious in their words and deeds, for fear of angering Mu Song.

After finally getting off work, Mu Song leaned on the car and closed his eyes to sleep, and let the car drive to Nanshan apartment.

Auntie came out and opened the door, Mu Song looked at the empty room behind her auntie, no one came to greet him.

"Where's Qin Liang?" Mu Song asked coldly.

The aunt was taken aback, and replied cautiously: "I made breakfast this morning and knocked on Mr. Qin's door, but found that he was not at home, and he hasn't come back yet."

"Understood," Mu Song said lightly, letting his aunt go to work. He sat on the sofa and thought for a while, then walked to the cabinet where the car keys were kept, reached out to open the cabinet, and then sent a text message to Assistant Su.

Two hours later, Assistant Su called: "Mr. Mu, I found the location of the car, and it is now parked in the airport parking lot."

It was early in the morning when Qin Liang got off the plane, the sky was gray, and it was still raining lightly. It doesn’t snow in Rongcheng in winter, but it always rains. The fine drizzle looks like light rain to the naked eye. A few people held umbrellas, but every time they went out and slipped around, their bodies were already wet, and they didn't know when they got wet.

In the city with a few degrees below zero, coupled with the non-stop light rain, the humidity and cold are unbearable.

His mobile phone was dead, and there was still some cash in his wallet. There were quite a few taxis waiting at the gate of the airport. Qin Liang took one at random and gave the name of the place.

The driver looked at the indifferent young man in the back seat, hesitated for a while, and then said, "Young man, it's very expensive to take a taxi to that place. You go to the front and wait for an hour. It's dawn, and it's cheap and convenient to take a bus. .”

"It doesn't matter," Qin Liang said, "I'll go as much as I want, I'm in a hurry."

The driver shook his head and drove.

When Qin Liang got out of the car, he handed the driver a handful of money, but he didn't count much, and got out of the car after handing over, the driver shouted at the window that he said too much, Qin Liang waved his hand, and the figure gradually became smaller.

The place where he came is a mountain in Rongcheng Resort, which is not well-known, but there are many people in the surrounding resorts to watch the sunrise, but it is winter now, there is no sun, Rongcheng is humid, winter is bitingly cold, and the wind on the mountain is almost No one came to climb the mountain anymore, Qin Liang came here to watch the sunrise with Mu Song.

This time, I came alone and slowly walked up the stairs.

When I walked halfway up the mountain, my body was already soaked. The rain-soaked sweater was mixed with the dew and frost in the forest. Touching it made my fingers turn red and cold. The pants were wet and stuck to my legs, and the cold wind blew , the knees will be sore from the cold.But Qin Liang didn't care, but he was indeed a little tired, so he walked around to rest, and it was almost noon when he walked up.

The scenery on the mountain in winter is not beautiful, only countless humidity, rain, accompanied by biting cold wind.

He didn't see the sunrise, because today was a rainy day, Qin Liang sat down on the stone platform on the mountain, opened his hands, and closed his eyes.His face was flushed from the cold, and his eyelashes were covered with rain. When he closed his eyes, the rain condensed into droplets and slid down his face.

There was no sunrise, and he couldn't wait for the sunset. Qin Liang stood up and looked at the dark abyss below the mountain for a long time when it was dark.

This bottomless darkness is very much like the nights he has seen in the past ten years, silent, ironic, and full of despair.

When the night was covering the mountain, Qin Liang heard himself say.

"Why do you lie to me?"

"Because you deserve it."

"You shouldn't exist."