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The firewood crackled.

Cheng Huan felt the smile froze on her face. She thought she had heard wrong, so she asked again: "What did you say?"

Li Tan just kept the posture of handing it out, and said, "Return to the original owner."

Cheng Huan's smile suddenly turned cold.

Her heart skipped a beat, and her breathing stagnated: "There is no reason to take back what is sent out."

Cheng Huan looked directly into Li Tan's eyes on purpose, and said, "This is your property, what you want to do with it is your business."

In the end, the voice completely cooled down, "You don't need to ask for my opinion."

Li Tan rarely saw Cheng Huan talking so much in one breath.

She just nodded when she heard the words: "I was going to throw it away, but this is your painstaking effort after all, as long as you don't mind."

She seems to be particularly fond of saying "It's fine if you don't mind".

Because you don't care, it doesn't matter.

Cheng Huan is sure that Li Tan likes him.

But until now, Cheng Huan realized that more than ten years have passed since that "like".

Maybe it's long overdue to add the word "over" after "like".

Perhaps leaving without saying goodbye at the college entrance examination stage has become a thing of the past.

Otherwise, why would you leave without saying goodbye?

And how could they abandon all the contact information in the past? If there is no accident, the two of them will never have an intersection for the rest of their lives?

Cheng Huan still remembers that at the end of the college entrance examination, no matter whether she sent a message or called Li Tan, she was already on the other party's blacklist.

Everyone gathered at the New Year's Eve party—except Li Tan.

So the group name starting with "long long time" is like a joke.

At first, Cheng Huan comforted himself that Li Tan was suddenly ill, so he couldn't come.

After the dinner party, she struggled for a long time, but she mustered up the courage to knock on the opposite door.

But no one responded.

Cheng Huan remembered the spare keys that Li Tan put in the flowerpot at the entrance of the corridor, searched tentatively, and found two at the bottom.

One of them is very new, as if it was often brought around to play with, as if it was hidden just now.

Cheng Huan pushed open the door, but found that there was no one there.

Li Tan disappeared in the summer that was about to arrive.

Silently, like a spring breeze that suddenly disappears.

But the seeds brought by the wind finally fell unintentionally, and took root and sprouted somewhere.

Cheng Huan doesn't understand love.

She has dated so many boyfriends and girlfriends, but all of them have plans for her. She is used to making deals to maintain the relationship, thinking that all the feelings in the world are as long-lasting as her longing for Guilan Fang.

But love has a limit.

Even Guilan Fang, Cheng Huan hadn't thought of it for a long time.

Cheng Huan's eyes suddenly became clear.

Li Tan put the painting back and leaned back a little, so the firelight from the fireplace was able to intervene between the two of them.

"Then I'm really lost."

Li Tan took a final look at it, and found that Cheng Huan didn't have much objection, so he got up and walked to the fireplace.

"The trash can is not here..." Cheng Huan's eyes followed the painting closely, seeing Li Tan's movements, he suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, and subconsciously spoke.

It seems that if you say a little more, you can stop Li Tan's actions.

But Li Tan just hesitated, and threw the painting into the fire in the fireplace.

The yellowed and fragile paper was quickly swallowed by the flames and turned into ashes.

The bird's wings snapped off quickly.

"You..." Cheng Huan opened his mouth, unable to speak.

Li Tan said, "This way there will be no thoughts."

She clasped her thumbnail tightly with the pulp of her index finger, pretending to be plain: "After all, I have been following things for a long time, so I am somewhat reluctant."

After saying this, Li Tan suddenly felt a little relieved.

A little bit easier and a little bit sad.

Li Tan stared at the flames for a long time, then with difficulty looked away, "Go to sleep on the second floor, An Qi's room will be fine when I sleep."

She found that Cheng Huan was also staring at the fire without blinking.

"Okay." Cheng Huan nodded subconsciously, and then his eyelids twitched, the strange sense of repulsion that hadn't risen for a long time rose again, and he changed his words, "Not good."

Li Tan looked at her suspiciously.

Cheng Huan found that he couldn't accept the fact that Li Tan wanted to sleep in An Qi's room.

Thinking of Li Tan lying on that woman's bed, she felt much more uncomfortable than An Qi's broken bed when she slept by herself.

Like countless ants crawling up his trouser legs, Cheng Huan subconsciously shivered, shuddering.

No.

Absolutely not!

"You go to bed first." Cheng Huan took a deep breath, "I suddenly remembered that there is still some work to be done."

As Cheng Huan's assistant, Li Tan thinks he knows Cheng Huan's work in Xida like the back of his hand.

"Isn't it all over? Why is there still something going on?"

Cheng Huan just looked at her: "Do you have a notebook here? It's not Xida's, it's a project of Chenxi Entertainment."

Chenxi Entertainment was independently established by Li Xi and Cheng Huan, and had little to do with Xida, and the scope of Li Tan's assistant did not involve this area.

Li Tan suddenly realized, she went upstairs and brought a notebook down from the room, and asked, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

Cheng Huan didn't raise his head: "Go to bed first."

That way, he simply didn't want her to interfere in the matter that was about to be dealt with.

"Okay." Li Tan just nodded, "Call me if you need anything."

She said, and ran to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee and put it in front of Cheng Huan, "Then I'll go up first."

"Good night."

When Li Tan went upstairs, Cheng Huan suddenly sat on the sofa and said something to her.

She froze for a moment, turned around, and found that Cheng Huan didn't look at her, it seemed that he was just casually saying polite words.

So Li Tan just paused, and replied: "Good night."

This time Li Slumber was not very peaceful.

The dream was full of scenes where she threw the painting into the fireplace. Cheng Huan stood up from the sofa with a "bass", then bit her neck hard, and asked her repeatedly "Why did you throw it away?" .

It hurts.

Li Tan touched the tooth marks on his neck in his dream, thinking, how could this man have the nerve to slap his mouth so hard.

first floor.

Cheng Huan waited until there was no sound upstairs before switching back from pretending to be busy.

A new document was opened in front of her, and some incomprehensible words were typed on the white paper.

Cheng Huan laughed at himself, closed the document, and stared at the computer with a black screen in a daze.

Li Tan's notebook is the same as hers, with a pure black background, and all files are neatly classified. In the dock, there are only programs that come with the system, and no personal characteristics can be seen.

Or maybe it's just her personality.

Cheng Huan couldn't hold back, and secretly browsed around Li Tan's computer files, but regrettably found that there were no personal files other than work materials.

Unwilling to give up, she clicked through almost every file, and finally found a few photos from the corners.

Almost all photos.

New Year's and family, graduation and classmates, work and colleagues...every one has a miserly and reserved smile, formula and routine, and the time in the message reveals that this is just a commemoration of personal footprints.

Cheng Huan quickly turned to the photo of Li Tan and Shi Anqi.

This time the background is much more vivid, many of them are in bars, and some of them are normal street or landscape photos.

There is even a personal photo of Li Tan-although it is a candid photo at first glance.

Cheng Huan knew who took the sneak shot without even thinking about it.

She rolled her eyes and immediately closed the album.

On exiting, she glanced at the last folder.

The default folder doesn't even have a name.

Cheng Huan swore that she didn't want to read it, but this folder is encrypted!

This piqued her curiosity.

Cheng Huan tried to recall the more important days for Li Tan, but racked his brains to search, and regrettably found that there were none.

In other words, she didn't know what was the most important thing to Li Tan.

This cognition hit Cheng Huan greatly.

It turned out that I didn't know her as well as I thought.

Cheng Huan's mind was in a mess, and she began to refuse to give up, as if to prove something, she frantically tried the password.

She tried the time of Li Tan's departure, the time of her second murder, and the time of her New Year's Eve...

New Year's Day, sports meeting, sending paintings, even the day when you come to Baitan.

Not at all.

After pressing the delete button again and again, Cheng Huan finally found out to his surprise that he was actually trying a day that was important to him.

Maybe this password will be the day Li Tan came to the UK, it will be her graduation, it will be her renting a house, it will be her job.

Or it might not be a date at all, just a string of numbers she made up at will.

And these are Li Tan that Cheng Huan doesn't know about.

In the chaos of his thoughts, Cheng Huan suddenly thought of a day.

She decided to try one last time.

This time, the folder opens.

Cheng Huan's heart skipped a beat.

There are indeed photos.

Cheng Huan is very familiar with it.

It was a group photo taken by Liang Zhuoling and the two of them abruptly brought together on New Year's Day.

The girl who looked at her carefully in the photo has also grown up.

There was no comparison before, and Cheng Huan could still deceive herself by relying on the filter of memories, but now that the past was truly revealed in front of her, Cheng Huan found that she really couldn't see the strong sense of purity in Li Tan's eyes. .

Cheng Huan thought of the string of passwords.

That was the day she died at Dongmen Bridge.

It was also the day she and Li Tan met for the first time.

Li Tan woke up in pain in the middle of the night.

Bitten by Cheng Huan in the dream.

She sat up from the bed, thinking inexplicably, if she had known that throwing the painting would cause such a big sequelae, she would definitely not just throw it away like this.

——At least, you shouldn't throw it in front of Cheng Huan in a fit of anger.

Li Tan felt a little regretful when she thought about it, she sighed, got up to get a glass of water, and suddenly found that the lights on the first floor had not been turned off.

She went downstairs with an empty glass of water by a strange coincidence.

Cheng Huan was lying on the sofa as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, with a notebook on his lap, but the screen had already been automatically blacked out.

Li Tan: "..."

She knew she wouldn't sleep well!

Li Tan sighed, put down the empty water glass, and gestured, thinking that no matter which room he hugged him to rest, he would wake up with a start—even now, Cheng Huan was lucky that he didn't wake up when he didn't notice someone appeared beside him.

Li Tan thought and thought, and decided to put Cheng Huan in a straight position on the sofa. Cheng Huan hummed a few times in a daze, but he still didn't wake up.

She breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and moved her quilt down from the second floor to cover Cheng Huan, covering the corners of the quilt, and then completely relaxed.

Li Tan started to pack up his notebook lightly.

Then she noticed that there were still water droplets on the keyboard.

Li Tan stretched out her hand to wipe it, and at first she thought it was Cheng Huan's coffee accidentally spilled on the keyboard.

But that's not it.

The author has something to say: · There is a line in an old Japanese drama, to the effect: I am saying goodbye to you this time, because my heart is saying goodbye to you.