ABO diurnal boundary

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Xu's aunt called and asked if he had gone out.

"It's all here?" Lu Xu, who occupied Xie Jingchi's notebook and played games all afternoon, was surprised to find that all this was here.

For her son's college entrance examination, Lu Xu's mother sent all electronic products including the computer to a relative's house for safekeeping, and replaced the mobile phone used for communication with an elderly phone with simple functions.

After living like this for more than half a year, Lu Xu claimed that he was on the verge of being driven crazy.

"Okay." Xie Jingchi took the opportunity to rub Lu Xu's hair like a bird's nest, "I'll see you off, it's not too good to be late."

Lu Xu covered her head awkwardly, avoiding Xie Jingchi's wicked palm, "No, don't bother, it's so hot outside, you just had a fever yesterday..."

"It's not too much trouble." Xie Jingchi glanced at the phone, "I happen to be going out too, so I'll see you off by the way."

Knowing that Xie Jingchi didn't make a special trip to send him downstairs, Lu Xu was relieved, but felt that he was being perfunctory by the other party, and his cheeks puffed up with anger.

"Be careful on the road, and send me a message when you arrive."

After leaving the residential area, Xie Jingchi didn't care about his many mental activities. He found the car he reserved and opened the door, and pushed the small Lu Xu into it.

"Okay, okay, you really think of yourself as my mother..." Lu Xu poked his head out of the back seat and complained, but Xie Jingchi ruthlessly closed the car door before he finished speaking, leaving him alone stuffy.

Xie Jingchi sent Lu Xu to the car on his way home, and then stopped a taxi by the side of the road.

"Go to Qiwen Mountain."

After sending Lu Xu away, Xie Jingchi took a taxi back to Qiwen Mountain alone.

On a summer evening when everything is coming to an end, the hot wind blows head-on, and the sun hangs at the end of the horizon.

Walking on the same road again after such a long time, the scenery along the way is both familiar and unfamiliar, but the days when I lived here before, leaving early and returning late every day, and two o'clock and one line are as far away as in my previous life.

Before he knew it, he was no longer afraid or afraid of anything here, and likewise, he didn't have much feeling that could be called nostalgia.

Surrounded by lush and beautiful gardens, the house he has lived in for 18 years is like a large opaque dark shadow against the background of the setting sun. Only the edges of the glass are illuminated by the afterglow, and the reflected light can almost stab Eye-catching.

Because there was no notice in advance, and because he was a transparent person in the family, Xie Jingchi came back quietly, like a thin and light shadow, slipping in through the gap where no one noticed.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit strange, but Xie Jingchi didn't think too much, and went straight up to the third floor.

On the left side of the third floor is Xie Mingyao's private space. Xie Mingyao's study and rest room are here. Because many documents related to company secrets are stored, not only the door is locked on weekdays, but even the maids in charge of cleaning have to pass through. Specific persons after layer screening.

There was still 5 minutes and [-] o'clock, Xie Jing knocked on the door and got no response. After a few seconds, he took out a bunch of keys and opened the door with one of them.

The door opened, and the dry and warm air came oncoming, and there was a thick aroma formed by the mixture of sandalwood and green tea.

Xie Mingyao's study room has not changed much from what he remembered: elegant mahogany furniture, dark wool tapestry, and an oil painting hanging on the white wall. The birthday gift given to Xie Mingyao by a certain young painter when he was [-] years old was also one of the few items related to the past left behind by Xie Mingyao after Jiang Xingyun passed away.

Time was running out, Xie Mingyao might come back at any time, Xie Jingchi didn't stop too much on insignificant details.

If you want to register your marriage, you need a household registration book in addition to your ID card.He kept his ID card with him all the time, and the household registration book... should be in the second safe from the left in Xie Mingyao's study.

Compared with other safes that store more important documents, this one is a whole circle smaller in size, and the style and model are relatively old.Xie Jingchi hesitated and started to turn the combination lock. There were three chances in total, but he was wrong the first two times. The last time, his palms and forehead were covered with sweat, and his breathing rate became more rapid.

In the end, Lady Luck was on his side, the locked alarm didn't go off, and the complicated internal mechanism turned, rustling with lack of lubrication in the silent room.

The cabinet door popped open, Xie Jingchi wiped his sweaty palms and took out a dark booklet from inside, opened it and looked at it, and after confirming that it was the account book he wanted, he closed the safe again.

There are many, many secrets in this house, and it took him many years to decipher a small part of them—the key was obtained by him secretly from Assistant Cao and then copied, and the password was figured out by him based on the details of daily life. from.

Before leaving, Xie Jingchi finally realized what was wrong: in the evening he was familiar with, the servants were busy preparing dinner, and Fang Rujun dressed up to welcome the return of the head of the family.

When passing the corner, Xie Jingchi keenly sensed that there was someone on the other side, so he slowed down.

Both were women, one had a clearer and more pleasant voice, while the other had a much hoarse voice.

"My wife will have an operation the day after tomorrow, and I don't know where my husband is now..."

"Shh, this is not something we should discuss."

"But……"

"There's nothing but, the husband is busy with work, and the wife is taken care of in the hospital. It's enough to do our duty well."

"Oh. You said that there will be no problem with the wife's surgery, I heard sister Yao and the others say that the tumor seems to be malignant..."

"To shut up."

The conversation ended with a stern reprimand.

Xie Jingchi, who had been holding his breath, slowly exhaled the turbid air in his lungs, it was difficult to define what kind of mood he was in at the moment.

Not only Xie Mingyao, he also hasn't seen Fang Rujun for a long time, it seems that since he became an adult, this annoying couple has never appeared in his life in a specific image.

Together they and the room had become a vague, not-so-pleasant conception in miniature, which he had left far in the past.

The scene more than three months ago flashed back before Xie Jingchi's eyes.

At that time, the lights in the corridor were as dim as the stars on the river, even so, he could see that Rujun's face was sickly pale under the heavy makeup.

So Fang Rujun is sick?

The footsteps were getting closer, Xie Jingchi frowned imperceptibly.

"What surgery?"

The blood on the faces of the maids who almost ran into someone faded away, but when they saw who was in front of them, the panic faded a little.

People in their profession shouldn't talk too much about their employer's rights and wrongs, but in the eyes of most of the servants serving this house, Xie Jingchi is not their employer.

The maids are all Beta, the young one with the sweet voice has never seen a new face, the older one... Xie Jingchi vaguely felt that she was kind-hearted - he seldom remembers the things about these people with his heart, and will The impression he made was usually not a good one.

The light was getting dimmer, and the setting sun in the distance was swallowed up by the night. Xie Jingchi stood in the shadows, nodding his usual indifference, smiling and nodding to them.

Facing his rare toughness, the young maid subconsciously took a small step back, and the older maid subconsciously protected her behind her.

"We didn't say anything, let's go there." She ordered Xie Jingchi without any respect.

Xie Jingchi pretended not to hear what she said, and still stood where he was, blocking their entire way invisibly.

His lowered eyes fell on the long shadows of the three of them, and there was a bit of pity on their beautiful faces, but it was a pity that the slight mockery in their tone betrayed him.

"Auntie Fang is sick? Why don't I know? Come and tell me, is she going to die?"

When he was leaving, Xie Jingchi realized that he had more than five missed calls, the latest one was 10 minutes ago.

These calls were all from Qin Shen, but he didn't notice at all—in Xie Mingyao's study, in order to prevent all kinds of unexpected situations, he specially turned his mobile phone to silent, and then forgot to turn it back on afterwards.

His mind went blank, his mind was disconnected for a few seconds, and then he frantically dialed back.

After more than ten seconds, the call was connected.

"Xie Jingchi, where are you?" Qin Shen asked straight to the point.

Qin Shen's cold, slightly hoarse voice was next to his ear, and Xie Jingchi was stunned for a moment, "I'm in Qiwen Mountain, I'll come back...to get something." At the end, his voice unconsciously dropped.

"Are you still there?"

Xie Jingchi didn't know what he was going to do, or he didn't dare to confirm it when he thought about it, "Still, ready..." He wanted to say that he was going to take a taxi back by himself, but he had to go down the mountain first.

"No need." Qin Shen interrupted his unspoken words, "Stand where you are, and wait for me to pick you up."

Xie Jingchi originally wanted to say that he didn't need to bother you, but Qin Shen didn't give him room to refuse.

After hanging up the phone, Xie Jingchi stared at the screen in a daze, a certain part of his heart felt strangely hot.

From sunset to nightfall, the sky is darker every minute than the previous minute. On the edge of the lavender-orange ashes, a cyan star rises in the sky, and not far away is the faint silhouette of the moon.

Today is the crescent moon night, Xie Jingchi was bored observing the starry sky on a summer night, and finally admitted in frustration that the city center is not suitable for stargazing, a precision operation that requires high visibility.

He waited at the foot of the mountain for 10 minutes, and finally waited for the familiar black car.

When the car window fell, Xie Jingchi saw Qin Shen's elegant and handsome face that looked like an ink painting.

"boarding."

After getting into the car, Xie Jingchi, whose cheeks were flushed and sweaty from the sun, drank two glasses of water before calming down a little.

Qin Shen didn't ask him what he was doing when he came back, but he couldn't help but want to share it with this person.

Xie Jingchi turned to his own page.

There used to be a page here that belonged to Jiang Xingyun, but later it was stamped with the stamp of death cancellation, and later even this was not left, only him, Xie Mingyao, Fang Rujun and Xie Xuan, and he was like a strange alien.

Those three people are a happy family of three, and he is just an extra outsider who was helplessly left behind by the person who gave birth to him.

"Look, this is me."

Qin Shen lowered his head and looked at the place he was pointing at: name, Xie Jingchi; primary gender, male; secondary gender, Omega; marital status, unmarried.

Xie Jingchi tried his best to control those turbulent emotions, not to make his tone sound too strange, "In this way, I can register with you."

He thought that Qin Shen would say something about this matter, but he never expected Qin Shen to take the notebook out of his hand and put it aside,

"Xie Jingchi, move here."

Xie Jingchi was stunned for a moment, and didn't understand the meaning of this sentence immediately.

"I'm not..." He wanted to say, didn't he always live in this person's house?

"I mean the kind that never goes back. You still think you're just staying with me, don't you?"

Xie Jingchi, who had something on his mind, subconsciously wanted to say no, but when he met this person's gaze, his words made countless detours and he couldn't express it in his mouth.

"Maybe...I don't know." His fingernails were unconsciously digging at the seams of the leather.

Qin Shen stared at him, and suddenly laughed, "Don't you want to get involved with them? Since you want to marry me, come and live with me, and you will never have any trouble with those people again."

It is really a very tempting condition to completely break with Xie Mingyao and the others and start a new life.

"If you agree, I'll send someone to remove all your things in two days."

Xie Jingchi was not very comfortable being watched by him, so he nodded his head in a daze, "Okay."

"I'll apply for the transfer of household registration together tomorrow."

Qin Shen pulled away, and the distance between the two was stretched to more than ten centimeters, but Xie Jingchi's heartbeat still failed to return to normal.

"Yes." There seemed to be only a few words left in his suddenly impoverished vocabulary, except for good.

In order to stabilize his mind, Xie Jingchi forced himself to look out of the window, only to find that this was not the direction to return to Nan'an Road.

"Where are we going?"

Xie Jingchi thought that Qin Shen would say something like going to dinner first, but he never expected Qin Shen to ask him another unimaginable question.

"Xie Jingchi, do you want to go home with me?"

"But..." But if you want to go back, it's not this way.

"It's not Nan'an Road, it's the house where I grew up." Qin Shen's eyes were full of complex emotions that Xie Jingchi couldn't understand, "To be precise, I've lived there since I was 13 years old."