eyes outside the box

In the brightly decorated box, a man and a woman with good temperament are sitting opposite each other.

Under the warm yellow light, the dishes on the table look more beautiful, just looking at them already makes people move their index fingers.

"You sure don't know. At the end of the first semester of high school, I was next to the school's laboratory building and saw Yang Bowen hugging you and kissing you."

When Wen Qian said this, she picked up the teacup on the table, but only held it in her hand, looking softly at the slightly shaking tea in the teacup, as if she was stuck in memory.

Because of this, Wen Qian missed the stunned expression of Duan Jiuze who was sitting opposite her.

holding yourself?kiss?

Duan Jiuze felt, did Wen Qian make a mistake?Own?with a man?Embrace?still kiss?

Wen Qian didn't look at the look on Duan Jiuze's face, but said to herself: "I thought you would push him away, but you just petted Yang Bowen's head dotingly. That day, I was going to ask you to confess , Who knew you gave me such a big surprise."

Duan Jiuze felt that he had been in the trap since he woke up.Because it was really hard for him to imagine what happened to him and Yang Bowen in the past few years from the second year of junior high school to the first year of high school?Since I will be with a man...

And looking later, when Yang Bowen was in college, he seemed to have been in contact with him...

"Although I went abroad later, I didn't think I could inquire about you. However, this circle is so big. Whether it is life or work, everyone's topic will inevitably mention you." Speaking of this, Wen Qian smiled.

Although Wen Qian talked about the past as he wished, Duan Jiuze also wanted to know more, but he knew that if he followed the normal situation, he would not want to listen anymore at this moment.What's more, that's all Wen Qian knew.It doesn't matter if you don't listen to other hearsay.

"Why did you come back to China this time?"

Wen Qian looked at Duan Jiuze, who still had a calm expression on the opposite side, and smiled wryly in her heart, but it didn't show on her face: "Soon, there will be news of the marriage between the Wen family and the Li family in the newspaper. Originally, I wanted to take advantage of today's classmate reunion and You, bid farewell to your girlhood self, but you didn't go. Instead, you went out for a walk and met you at Furong Bridge. It can be considered a perfect ending."

Duan Jiuze was silent, not only because his role at the moment was to be a listener, but also because he didn't know the Wen family and Li family at all.Say more and make more mistakes, simply keep silent.

However, judging from Wen Qian's words, her relationship with Yang Bowen probably started very early.

However, Duan Jiuze was a little puzzled. Since he was a single-parent family, would Wang Qin agree with him and Yang Bowen?And in school, no one discovered his relationship with Yang Bowen?In addition, what about Yang Bowen's parents?Why did Yang Bowen die again?In the home I went out today, there was no trace of a second person's life, so where is Wang Qin now?Or, Wang Qin has passed away?

After parting from Wenqian, Duan Jiuze held the key in his hand, and finally returned to the home where he lived alone.

When they left, the curtains were all drawn, and when they returned to the house, it was pitch black.

Duan Jiuze didn't turn on the light, just walked in the darkness, walked step by step to the living room, went to the sofa and sat down on his back, closing his eyes tiredly, as if he was floating in a space without gravity.

"Duan Jiuze..."

"Who?" Duan Jiuze was vigilant, looking around calmly, but all eyes were white.

"Duan Jiuze..."

Duan Jiuze walked a few steps towards the direction he was facing, then stopped quickly, and listened carefully to the sound, but he didn't hear any more sound.

Yes, any sound.

It's as if this is a space where even the air is still, except for Duan Jiuze's own breathing, there is no other sound here.

Duan Jiuze frowned subconsciously, only feeling that this feeling made him very uncomfortable, more like... déjà vu.

"Boom..."

"!!!" Duan Jiuze was awakened by the sound, opened his eyes, but was still surrounded by darkness.

Duan Jiuze frowned, closed his eyes, and rubbed his eyes, but couldn't recall what was in his dream.But the movement outside the window caused Duan Jiuze to stop his movements, stood up, walked to the bed, opened the curtains and looked.

I don't know who is setting off the fireworks outside. They are of different shapes and colors, and they are gorgeous and colorful.The moment it ignited, with the sound, the sky was brightened, and then dimmed, returning to the night.

Duan Jiuze stood quietly in front of the window, watching the fireworks blooming outside, his eyes were like an ancient well without waves.

Suddenly remembered something, Duan Jiuze took out his phone and looked at the time, it was already one o'clock in the night.The date shows Monday, and a new week has already begun. Duan Jiuze let out a long breath.

Wash up and go to bed to sleep. I will go to the company in a few hours.

The fireworks outside the window were still blooming, and bursts of light, through the thick curtains, illuminated the room for a moment, and then continued to fall into silence.Like those unknown things covered by darkness, they are only waiting for someone to hold the light and explore them one by one.

In the winter morning, it was late, the sky was still foggy, and the lights on the side of the road were still on.

Duan Jiuze ran around the community twice, took a shower at home, went downstairs after breakfast, and prepared to drive to the company by himself.

Halfway through, the phone rang suddenly. It was a number without a name.Duan Jiuze thought it was an unfamiliar call, so he ignored it.However, when the number rang again and again, Duan Jiuze answered the call with a frown.

"Hello, is this Mr. Duan Jiuze Duan?"

On the other end of the phone was a middle-aged female voice with a bit of sadness.

"Hello, I'm Duan Jiuze."

"Mr. Duan, your mother... passed away last night."

Duan Jiuze was taken aback, and hurriedly parked the car aside, asked carefully about the location, pondered for a while, then called Lin Chuan again, explained the situation, and asked the other party to ask for a leave of absence for him.

After all, now, Duan Jiuze doesn't know the company at all. If he hadn't seen Lin Chuan in the company yesterday, Duan Jiuze might not even know who to call when he asked for leave.

Driving all the way to the destination, Duan Jiuze found the relevant person in charge quietly, and asked as much as possible about the situation as the person in charge took him to Wang Qin's room.

"This is Ms. Wang Qin's room. Mr. Duan... my condolences."

After the person in charge brought Duan Jiuze to the room, he sighed and left, leaving this space for the mother and son who were separated by yin and yang.

Duan Jiuze stood in the middle of the room, looking at the bed by the window. The person covered by the white sheet was his mother.It was the quirky girl Yin's mother, and also the silent woman who was overwhelmed by life.

Duan Jiuze stood there for a long time without moving.

He wanted to take a few steps forward, but the uncontrollable grief in his heart locked him firmly in place.

"Aze..."

Hearing someone calling him, Duan Jiuze glanced sideways, and at some point, Lin Chuan had already arrived and was beside him.

"Aze, you...sorry. Auntie went peacefully. Don't hate Auntie anymore. It's not easy for her."

Duan Jiuze was originally immersed in a sad atmosphere, but when he heard Lin Chuan say the word "hate", he subconsciously frowned and repeated: "Hate?"

Lin Chuan looked at Wang Qin covered under the white cloth, and sighed: "No matter what Auntie has done, now that Yang Bowen is gone, Auntie is gone too. Ze, as a brother, I just hope you want to open something, you still have Decades to live."

"Yang Bowen..."

Lin Chuan looked at Duan Jiuze's expressionless face, and didn't know what Duan Jiuze was thinking for a moment.But he knew that Duan Jiuze would still be sad. After all, he was the mother who gave birth to him, and she was the last relative in the world.

After Lin Chuan said these words, he went out.Duan Jiuze is probably not in the mood to go through the relevant procedures now.As a brother, he went to do these chores, let Duan Jiuze take it easy.

Duan Jiuze, who was standing in the same place, felt the grief in his heart covered by a little bit of doubt.

Lin Chuan said, "No matter what Auntie has done", what does this mean?What do you mean by "Now that Yang Bowen is gone, so is Auntie"?Is Wang Qin related to Yang Bowen's death?Or, when Wang Qin knew the relationship between "myself" and Yang Bowen, she obstructed it hoarsely with extreme emotions?

But whether it was the eccentric girl Yin's mother, or the silent woman who was overwhelmed by life, it was difficult for Duan Jiuze to associate such extreme emotions with Wang Qin.But Lin Chuan's words did have this meaning in it. There must have been some fierce quarrel between Wang Qin and Yang Bowen and himself. Even the death of Wang Qin and Yang Bowen may have a direct or at least indirect relationship.

But there are too many things to deal with now, and these things can be checked later.

"photo?"

When Duan Jiuze was asked about Wang Qin's photo, he was a little dazed.Because at home, he had gone through it when he woke up that day, and there were no personal belongings of Wang Qin or anyone else—except for the two group photos by the bedside, the whole house looked like a single man's residence .

Lin Chuan thought that Duan Jiuze was overly sad and in a trance, so he repeated it and asked again, "Is it in the house in the Garden District?"

Duan Jiuze stared blankly at Lin Chuan: "Huayuan District?"

The place where Duan Jiuze lives now is Anyang Community, not Huayuan Community, so when Lin Chuan talked about this place, Duan Jiuze was confused for a while.

Fortunately, Lin Chuan didn't think much, just looked at Duan Jiuze in a daze, and sighed in his heart: No matter what you say, they are both mother and child. Now that a relative has passed away, even Duan Jiuze, who is usually calm and calm, is extremely sad.

Contacting the funeral home and the cemetery, except for the things that Duan Jiuze had to handle, Lin Chuan did everything else that Lin Chuan could do.

After a busy day, lunch was nothing more than a hastily bought bread to cushion his stomach, but Lin Chuan was very loyal and didn't complain about anything.

In the evening, the two found a place to have a hasty meal near the Anyang community, and Lin Chuan followed Duan Jiuze directly into the house.

"Lin Chuan, go back. Today, thank you."

Seeing Duan Jiuze's solemn thanks, Lin Chuan just waved his hands indifferently: "Don't talk about these between us brothers. Tonight, I don't trust you alone. I know your temper, and you also know mine Just take a shower and rest. I'm still busy tomorrow."

Duan Jiuze frowned for a moment, but finally did not refute - he also wanted to take the opportunity to know about Yang Bowen and Wang Qin.