Strangers

Give it back to me. "

"I know, it's really long-winded, and I won't take it apart and stew it." Wei Yuanyang muttered impatiently.

"I'm afraid it will tear you apart and make soup." Qi Xie smiled, and when the door closed, he put away his smiling face.

It's only been two years, so much earlier than before.He picked up the gaiwan talking to himself, and inadvertently looked at the low cabinet containing the diary.

"It's you, long time no see! Let me think about it, yes, I haven't seen you since your family moved to Jiangsu. It's been nine years."

In his mind, Ding Li smiled as always.

Forget it, it doesn't matter, I knew this day would come.

Qi Xie waved away the picture, and took another sip of the mellow nectar.

☆, makeup

It is said that a long time ago, there was a peaceful small mountain village where people could live peacefully to a very old age.Gradually, the population in the village increased, and life became more and more difficult. In the end, every time a baby was born, everyone felt heavy, and it was rare for someone to die, which was a festival worth celebrating.

When he was about seven or eight years old, Ding Li heard such a story from him.

There was no beginning or end, he left after speaking, leaving himself at a loss at the grandfather's memorial service, and even forgot to wipe the snot from crying just now.

"Why should I dream about this?" Ding Li rubbed his sleepy eyes as the plane cruised at a constant speed at the bottom of the stratosphere.

I can't remember exactly when I met him, Ding Li only knows that the two families are family friends, and the two of them and several Tangs have played together since they were young.At that time, the elders called him "A Jing", and Ding Li didn't know which Jing it was, but thought that he was not very talkative, so he automatically added the word in his mind.

"Ah Jing, you have been a big Dingli for half a year. You are an older brother, so you must be humble. Go, give the building blocks to Dingli, and the two of you will shake hands and make peace."

As the youngest grandson and well-versed in how to please adults, Ding Li has no toys he can't ask for every time he acts like a baby, even if he doesn't like those things that much.

Sure enough, Ah Jing was extremely reluctant, but did not dare to disobey her parents, so she stretched out her hand and pushed the building block box over.

"Thank you brother Ah Jing." He didn't forget to be cheap and behave.

The other party didn't pay much attention to him, and went to the side to play. It wasn't until after the guests left that he found that his favorite car was missing three wheels in the cardboard box.

Flipping through the travel magazines on the plane, Ding Li couldn't help laughing out loud, causing the neighbors to look sideways.

This incident made me remember him alone.

With a light-colored double-breasted jacket and a tear mole at the corner of her left eye, Ah Jing is easy to recognize for the face-blind Ding Li.But the reason why I remember it so clearly is probably because he has always been an extremely troublesome existence. ——A Jing's grandparents are rare educated people in the older generation, and their family education is particularly strict. When Ding Li was still singing about two tigers running fast, he began to read "Four Books".Gradually, I became more and more comfortable with my hand and body, played the guqin with ease, and was a bit taller than myself in terms of grades and size when I was in school. Even if I was assigned to a different class in high school, I would be nagged by my mother from time to time, "Look at me!" Quiet" and the like.

Such days continued until the age of 17.

One day, Ah Jing suddenly disappeared from his life.

It's not right to describe it suddenly.Ding Li rested his cheeks, and his eyes stopped on the porthole. It should be that when he realized it, he hadn't seen him for several years. Later, he heard that his family had moved to other provinces, but there was no definite news.It wasn't until one time, when he was wandering on Beiling Road, that he accidentally stepped into a strange shop, and saw the old clothes of the man behind the door and the tear mole in the corner of his eye, that the memory of nine years ago was quickly revealed.

"My lord, my surname is Qi, and the single name is a homonym." He smiled lightly.

The plane lowered its landing gear.

After studying abroad for a year, Ding Li waved to his colleagues who picked him up.

"It always feels like something is different." He muttered.

"How come, it's not all the same." The colleague said.

Some parts of Qi Xie behind the door and Ah Jing before it are difficult to overlap.

Ding Li yawned, jet lagged: "Probably an illusion."

"It's because you've stayed in the rich US emperor for too long, and you forgot how broken the terminal building is here." The colleague laughed.

Ding Li also haha.Nine years, compulsory education is enough, and it is not surprising that there are some differences in personality.

And one thing has never changed.

Since she was a child, she was not very interested in the study of the Eight Classics, but Ah Jing liked to delve into anecdotes and anecdotes.Because of this, he was admonished by his grandparents, and he was regarded as a weird person at school. In addition, he had the self-confidence of a top student, so he was not very popular. Until high school, he suddenly became talkative for a while. Laughing, the relationship with classmates gradually improved, and finally unexpectedly became popular.

As for this matter, Ding Li felt that he knew the reason.

"Send me to Beiling Road first." Ding Li said.

"Isn't your home in the East First Ring Road? Moved?" A colleague asked.

"There's something wrong, haha."

The colleague showed a knowing smile: "You have 'something' just after returning to China, you are busy enough!"

"Yes." Ding Li followed suit, "It's only because I haven't been back for so long that something happened."

Carrying a huge suitcase, I climbed up the stairs after a long time.

Ding Li heard footsteps and raised his head: "Is there anything to eat, I'm so hungry."

Qi Xie stood at the top of the steps: "Don't block the way, I want to go out."

"Where to go."

"Leave me alone."

"I'm with you?"

"Let's get rid of the jet lag first." A bunch of keys was thrown.

"Oh." I took it.

"There are buns in the kitchen." Staggered.

"Oh." Go upstairs.

As usual, the mortician sat on a plastic stool under the big camphor tree, and the sound of rubbing mahjong was constantly heard around him, which just covered up the bizarre narration.

"What's the story this time?" Qi Xie walked over.

The undertaker's hanging right hand holds a cigarette, which has been smoked yellow: "makeup."

"Women?"

"Yes."

"tell me the story?"

"ask him."

Pointing along the cigarette butt, Qi Xie noticed a young man next to him.Thin, weak, less gray-headed, haggard.

"My wife is dead," said the young man.

"My condolences." Qi Xie said.

Ding Li slept deeply on the sofa in Zhiguai Zhai.

In the afternoon, just after the results of the midterm exam were announced, several students gathered in a group laughing in the corridor.

"I heard that freak only got sixth in the exam this time, he deserves it!"

"You should also keep your voice down a little bit."

"What's the matter, the liberal arts class is upstairs, and he can't hear it. So what if he hears it, if you have the ability, come down and challenge. Right Ding Li?"

"Ah?" Ding Li turned his head.

"That's right, you two are from junior high school, I heard that you have a good relationship?"

Ding Li smiled: "No, ordinary classmates."

"That's right, who would hang out with that kind of person, it's too late to hide."

"Well, I really hate him too." Ding Li said.

Under the camphor tree, the young man lit the cigarette handed by the undertaker, took a deep breath, and began to tell his story.

"We were introduced by relatives. On the first day we met, she was wearing a white dress and light makeup. I fell madly in love with her at the first sight."

"After that, I pursued her for two months, she agreed, and we began to fall in love. Every date, she wears exquisite and perfect makeup. I can't take my eyes off her face for a moment. I just feel that the world is Why is there such a good woman, if I can marry her, I must be the happiest man in the world. A year later, this kind of happiness really came to me, she accepted my marriage proposal, on the wedding day, bridal makeup Her skin is as white as snow, her eyebrows are like thick ink, and her lips are like Zhu Dan, it is simply indescribably beautiful."

The man's eyes flashed with brilliance for a moment, and then quickly dimmed.

"On the wedding night, I saw her without makeup for the first time, and that clean face was also very beautiful. I kissed her, hugged her, and experienced the most beautiful night. Every morning after that, every time I woke up , she finished putting on her makeup, prepared breakfast and waited in the dining room, and every day before going to bed, she also carefully removed her makeup, and then I hugged her into my arms, until one time..."

The school bell rings.

The students frolicked and ran back to the classroom. The moment they entered the door, Ding Li seemed to see a familiar figure turning into the stairwell not far away.

"We went to the park that day, and it rained for no reason on the way home. I took off my coat and ran while protecting her from the rain, but found that she looked very flustered, covering her face evasively, and went into the bathroom as soon as she got home. I think Strangely, I followed her secretly, opened a crack in the door and looked in, only to find that after half of her bare face was wiped off with a towel, the thick makeup was the real face."

"That's an appearance I will never forget in my life. The skin is as white as snow, the eyebrows are like thick ink, and the lips are like Zhu Dan. The bridal makeup, when illuminated by lightning, is like... the paper piercing people at a funeral."

"I was terrified at the time, my mind went blank, and my first thought was to run, but she heard the voice. I opened the door and escaped, and she chased after me. When I slipped, I fell down the stairs and hit the back of my head. At once……"

The undertaker exhaled a puff of smoke.

"What is her real face?" Qi Xie looked away from the sobbing man.

"If you ask, it means you know." The undertaker said.

Qi Xie smiled: "Half plain makeup, half gorgeous."

"According to her husband, she was buried like that."

He took out the spare key from behind the plaque, turned the lock in unison, and gently closed the door.Sit down, grind the ink, pick up the pen, and write down the story in one go.

"Ah Jing!" On the way back from school, Ding Li quickened his pace to keep up with the people in front of him.

The other party ignored him.

"What's wrong."

Still don't speak.

"Are you happy that you didn't pass the exam?"

Pause, hmm.

"Don't worry, the sixth one is pretty good, at least better than me."

"Ah."

"Take the first place next time."

"Ah."

That trail, 16 years old and now, two dusks overlap.

"Have you gotten enough sleep?"

A familiar voice came to his ears, and Ding Li yawned and lifted the blanket: "Why are you having so many strange dreams today?"

"Nicotine poisoning." Qi Xie leisurely sat by the window.

"By the way." Ding Li looked up, "I have something to ask you."

"what."

"Why did you become a different person in high school? You didn't pay much attention to people before, but then you talked and laughed with your classmates."

"Have it."

"Yes, I have."

"When did it happen, I can't remember clearly."

"Is it because of me?" Ding Li said, "Because you overheard my classmates saying bad things about you."

"I heard it, more than once, so what?" Qi Xie asked.

"So when you get angry and despair of human nature, you start to engage in superficial relations with double-faced and three-faced swords."

"When did I double-face three swords, it was you."

"Look, I'm really angry."

"I am not angry."

"Obviously angry."

"Are you sick? You traveled halfway around the world to entangle what happened more than ten years ago."

"Hmm." Ding Li looked serious.

Qi Xie sighed softly: "I'm not angry. Not now, nor at that time."

"why."

"Can I still not know who you are." He looked out the window at the setting sun.

"Who?" Ding Li asked.

"A hypocrite." Qi laughed harmoniously.

Ding Li was a little frustrated.

"However, I think hypocrisy is better than doing evil without restraint because I think I have a true temperament." Qi Xie said again.

"Really." Ding Li also smiled.

"What's more, there is no real temperament, and they are all born with half makeup."

At that time, the setting sun was also hanging low.The east is blue and the west is yellow.

☆, one hundred valley silence

The author has something to say: typos were corrected in the old chapter on June 6, students who have read it may not read it~

Wei Yuanyang stuffed the fake identity card into his wallet.

"It's the building in front." Huang Ying loosened her ponytail, combed her hair with her fingers, and stretched her cuffs with large letters: "Look at me, do I look like a young white-collar worker who just started working?"

Wei Yuanyang looked up and down: "I think it will work."

Huang Ying giggled, and reached out to grab his arm, Wei Yuanyang almost jumped away in surprise: "This is not good!"

"This is how you look like a young couple!" Huang Ying pressed closer.

"Well, just don't say that I ate your tofu when you turn around." Wei Yuanyang's whole arm stiffened into a strange arc.

"Hee hee, don't be nervous. Even if my dad finds out, he won't fire you. At most, he will take a chance to punish you."

"I don't want to be punished as soon as I join the Criminal Police Force!"

"Hush!" Huang Ying hurriedly pressed her lips.

Wei Yuanyang knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and said in a low voice: "What on earth is Team Liu thinking? I can't do this undercover job. It's better to go to the bus stop and pick up."

"It's not as advanced as an undercover agent. I just want to see if the training company is engaging in fraud." Huang Ying dragged him forward, "Remember, your name is Zhou Lei now, and my name is Zhang Xiaowen. Both of them have just graduated. Students who saw the promotion and came to participate in the training class audition."

"Oh."

"Brother, relax."

"Don't call me senior brother, you are my senior sister now."

"No, call me Senior Sister and I will take care of you, call Senior Brother or you will take care of me. We are here, Block B of Tianhui Building."

Wei Yuanyang stopped and turned his head back at a right angle.

But right below the super high-rise, even if he turned his back, he couldn't see the top, let alone in this kind of dim night.

"Don't look away." Huang Ying dragged him into the elevator room and pressed down on the 28th floor.

Homecoming? Jingfang.The plaque in the porch reads.

Follow the sign and turn, and the glass door will automatically move away.

"Hello." The receptionist in a lavender cheongsam bowed.

"Hello." Huang Ying replied.

"This is Guixin Jingfang, how can I serve you?"

"We have received the notice and come to participate in the training audition."

"Welcome both of you." The purple cheongsam smiled and handed out a promotional material, "Spiritual training is the main course of our Guixin Jingfang, which includes meditation of the mind, exploration of the mind, improvement of the mind, etc. For this audition, we arranged The elementary Zen enlightenment course starts at [-] o'clock and lasts two hours in total. Zen enlightenment is mainly aimed at high-pressure people in today's society. Through meditation, meditation, etc., it relieves fatigue during work and study, relaxes the body and mind, opens the chakras, and finds the heart Home."

Huang Ying nodded pretendingly.

"The course will start in 3 minutes. Ladies and gentlemen, please register here, and then please come here." The purple cheongsam reached out and led the two to a room.

Wei Yuanyang took off his shoes and went in. The first thing he smelled was a unique aroma. The room was small, with a clean bamboo floor, and the light was dark and comfortable. There was a landscape painting in a glass frame on the opposite wall, and it was wafting in his ears. Gentle guzheng music.At this time, there were already 11 people in the room, men or women, from young to middle-aged, sitting on the ground, forming a circle.

One of the women in a black cheongsam seemed to be a staff member. Seeing that everyone had arrived, she got up and opened another door: "Our course is about to start. This is the instructor of this course, Mr. Tan."

A middle-aged man with an elegant appearance walked in, nodded to the students, and sat cross-legged.

"Hi friends, I'm Tan Qixuan." His voice was calm and gentle, "Today is our preliminary course, Zen Enlightenment. Next, I will guide you all to walk into your own heart and find your belonging in the chaotic world. Your own peace. Now, please sit in the most comfortable posture, close your eyes, take a deep breath, slowly, let go of your mind, and imagine that you are in a cabin deep in the mountains..."

The calm tone was repeated, and Wei Yuanyang couldn't help feeling sleepy. He leaned his back against the wall and began to nod, but his professional nerves were stretched there. He kept reminding himself to stay awake while closing his eyes and falling asleep.After an unknown amount of time, there was only the sound of even breathing in the room, and Tan walked out lightly.

Seeing the surveillance probe on the ceiling early in the morning, Wei Yuanyang didn't dare to make a big move, squinted his eyes and glanced at Huang Ying beside him, as expected, he had fallen asleep.

There seems to be no problem, one is not involved in pornography and the other is not involved in gangsters, although the price is a bit expensive, it should not be considered a scam.Wei Yuanyang thought, when he heard the door open again, Tan walked in, sat down, and his steady voice sounded again.

"My friends, you have done a very good job. I believe you have experienced true peace. This journey of the soul is coming to an end. Now, let us gradually return to consciousness. When I count from one to ten, you will slow down. Wake up slowly."

Pretending to be asleep and just woke up, Wei Yuanyang stretched his muscles and bones, Huang Ying also yawned and smiled at him.

"My friends, thank you for participating in this experience. I hope to see you again in the formal class." Tan nodded his thanks and withdrew.

Wei Yuanyang walked down the steps of the building, and the cold wind finally dissipated the soft atmosphere: "Is this the end of the investigation?"

Huang Ying rubbed her neck: "The content of the course is quite normal. I asked other veteran students, but I didn't think there was anything illegal. It should be over."

After returning to the police force, Wei Yuanyang was dragged and beaten by his seniors. At eleven o'clock in the evening, he finally fell into a bed in the dormitory.

"Your pile of clothes should be washed! When are you going to put them away, waiting for the hair to grow?" Roommate Lei Ting pointed to a bucket by the door.

"It's only been piled for two days, how can the hair grow so fast, and there is no hair restorer." Wei Yuanyang stuffed his face into the pillow.

"What two days! It's been three days!" Lei Ting is a forensic doctor with a serious cleanliness obsession, and he is almost going crazy at this moment.

"Wait for a while, 10 minutes." Pillow said.

"In less than 5 minutes, you'll be asleep like a dead body! Go now, do you hear me!"

"Yes, yes, it's so annoying. I've never seen anyone who loves cleanliness so much."

Wei Yuanyang got up slowly, carried the bucket to the washstand, halfway through washing in a daze, the back of his left finger hurt, he washed off the foam, and a half-centimeter bloody gash was drawn on it.

"Fuck, what the hell." He snatched the glass shard off the sock and threw it aside.

Ten minutes later, Lei Ting saw Wei Yuanyang squatting under the sink: "What are you messing with?"

"I'm looking for."

"Nonsense, of course I know you're looking for it."

"I haven't taken off my shoes since I went out this morning, except in one room."

"and then."

"When I entered that room, there was a picture on the wall."

"and then."

"I washed my socks just now and found a piece of glass stuck to them."

"The painting is in a glass frame?" Lei Ting asked.

"Yes.—how do you know?"

"Nonsense, otherwise why are you talking about it." Lei Ting stood behind him and picked up a small shard of glass from the ground.

Wei Yuanyang was still lying on the ground looking: "Just now I suddenly remembered that the wall was empty when I left the room, that is to say, when I was in the room, the picture frame fell off, the glass was broken, and someone cleaned it up. But, I didn't even know!"

"What case did you investigate?"

"A training company called Guixin Jingfang."

"That's it." Lei Ting hummed.

"What? Have you heard?"

"Isn't it the subsidiary company of Guixintang?" Lei Ting touched a sealed bag and put the pieces in it.

"Guixintang? What is it, selling Chinese medicine?"

"A training institution emerged a few years ago, and there are chains in every major city. My sister-in-law in Shanghai is very fond of this, and she can spend tens of thousands of dollars a month on classes, but she is the CFO of a foreign company, and she will make a lot of money, and her family also cares about it. Don’t worry about it. —— By the way, you are the one who is investigating this case! You don’t know anything about it!”

"It was Team Liu who assigned the case to Huang Ying, and he was worried that she would run away alone, so he asked me to follow him temporarily. I don't have time to know this."

"You're right!"

"By the way, did your sister-in-law tell me what classes she took?"

"Looks like sitting in meditation."

"That's about it."

Lei Ting finally handed over the sealed bag: "Don't look for it, it's here."

"You picked it up before you said it!"

"Who told you not to wash your clothes, next time you pile them up for more than three days, I throw the barrels into the incinerator and burn them."

Wei Yuanyang didn't have time to pay attention to him, grabbed his phone and ran out.

The fee of five hundred and one class hours is unreasonable to be reported to the two by the accountant. Team Liu is afraid that Deputy Director Huang's daughter may make a mistake, so the investigation task naturally falls on Wei Yuanyang.

Two days later, he sat in that classroom again: the same room, the fragrance, and Guzheng music, but the landscape paintings on the wall changed silently.

The black cheongsam bowed, and Teacher Tan entered the door...

It is said that Guixintang was founded by Xun Mou. It has eight subsidiaries.According to legend, the two Tan brothers are both masters of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism. This time, the younger brother is teaching Taoism.

Of course Wei Yuanyang didn't believe it. In the past, this would have been classified as feudal superstition by him, and only uncles and aunts with low education levels would be fooled.It wasn't until he got to know Boss Qi that he felt that the matter was not so absolute, but if he really wanted to throw a real person in front of him, saying that he could pass through thousands of generations and predict a hundred years, his first reaction would be to be a liar.

As the saying goes, suspicious neighbors steal the axe. At this time, the more Wei Yuanyang looked at it, the more he felt that the lectures were deceiving, but looking around the students, they all looked like high-spirited students. Sometimes they hesitated, and sometimes they were enlightened. .

Could it be all babysitters!He only thought of this possibility.

Finally, there was a routine hypnosis session, and he secretly pressed the knob of the watch twice.

Three hours later, the office.

Looking at the empty folder, Wei Yuanyang's eyes almost popped out: it was the brigade's video watch, he obviously pressed the start button before hypnosis, but nothing was recorded in it, and more importantly, this The function of only breaking tables does not allow to delete files directly.

In other words, it was taken off, connected to a computer, formatted, and put back on as it was.

Thinking of this, the hairs on Wei Yuanyang's back stood on end.

Holding his head in his hands, the more he pondered, the more he lost his mind. He regretted that he didn't insist on turning back and insisted on getting involved in this case.

How about asking Lao Qi?Habitually had this thought, and he extinguished it in an instant.Boss Qi has been troubled by many things before, especially after reading the diary, only to find that he has messed up several times on the spur of the moment, and finally let Boss Qi clean up the mess silently.

As a result, Wei Yuanyang's heart surged, and he immediately entered the state of "I don't believe that I can't even settle this shit!".

Half a month later, Zhiguai Zhai.

"Don't worry about it, I just told you casually, and you just listened to it." Wei Yuanyang handed over the ebony box.

"You didn't pay, I don't care what you do." Boss Qi put it aside, "What are your plans next, continue to investigate."

"I don't know." Wei Yuanyang sat back in the chair, with his arms hanging lifelessly on the back of the chair, "The team said they couldn't find out the results, so they dismissed the case halfway, and I paid for it all by myself. Up to now Still no clues."

Qi Xie raised his eyebrows: "How many classes have you taken in total?"

He buried his head: "Eight quarters, the junior class has graduated."

"Hahaha, are you an idiot!" Qi Xie laughed uncommonly.

"Probably so." He could not refute.

Ignoring the low pressure on the opposite side, Qi Xie smiled to himself for a while.

"Hundred valleys are silent." At the end, he said with full demeanor.

"Ah?" Wei Yuanyang raised his head slowly.

"A kind of spice made from strange insects that grow in the echo of the valley. It smells like sandalwood and has the effect of hallucinating and vomiting truth. It is said that the embroidered clothes envoys in the Western Han Dynasty and the Fanzi in Dongchang used it to make offerings. One smell That is to fall into a deep sleep, the dream is the moment, and you don’t realize it after waking up. Didn’t you say that you smell sandalwood as soon as you enter the room? Identity, and then push the boat along the way, so doubts are cast, let you continue to listen to the class and investigate."

"So that's how it is." Wei Yuanyang suddenly realized.

"Everyone has doubts, and I think other students are the same. The surnamed Tan let them smell this spice, ask them secretly, and after waking up, use Confucianism and Taoism to appease them. He can understand the affairs of the world. What's more, Baigu Jiji is beyond the scope of human cognition, so no matter how many investigations, there is no result, so you don't care about this matter, just treat it as he is doing psychological counseling."

In the end, it was him again... Thinking of this, Wei Yuanyang lay down on the back of the chair again.

Qi Xie didn't say much in his eyes, and picked up a book to pass the time. After turning three pages, he heard the bell ringing.

"There is a case, let's go first." He got up weakly.

Qi Xie said wait, opened the drawer, took out a palm-sized flat box and handed it to him.Wei Yuanyang knew it was a high-end product just by looking at the finely carved woodwork. When he opened it, it was a string of dark brown rosary beads.

"A hundred-year-old phoenix-eyed bodhi child." Qi Xie said.

"What are you doing, such a slender string for hanging?" Wei Yuanyang picked it up vertically.

"Are you pretending to be stupid? Of course you wear it on your hand."

Wei Yuanyang let out an oh, set it up, and returned it.

Qi Xie didn't answer: "I'll see you off."

He looked puzzled, and then suddenly understood: "You just need me to say something, and there is no need to accept bribes."

"Who has the leisure to bribe you." Qi Xie glanced at him.

"Then what is it for?"

"The criminal police profession will inevitably run into troublesome things, you should wear them to ward off evil spirits."

Seeing that smile, Wei Yuanyang felt trembling in his heart, and couldn't help but take a half step back: "When did you become so kind, there must be a conspiracy!"

"What do you mean, I'm a good person." Qi Xie waved his folding fan leisurely, "There is one more thing you should remember, if someone asks, don't tell me that you got it from me."

Hee hee hee, hahaha.

Wei Yuanyang stepped out of Zhiguaizhai, and the copper-green thing jumped out of the ebony box, somersaulting back and forth on the desk.

"Although the one hundred and eight water hyacinths are ancient relics, they are not useful for warding off evil spirits," said the ghost.

"Yes." Qi Xie said.

"Hee hee hee, it's really fun to lie to people, I want to lie to people too." The ghost danced.

"You followed them all the way in Sichuan, didn't you do anything unnecessary?" Qi Xie asked.

"The people around Boss Qi, even if I replace my heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys with guts, I wouldn't dare to touch them."

Qi Xie frowned: "Are you so afraid of me?"

"That's natural. Boss Qi just needs to think about life or death. Even the mountain spirits in the Butterfly Cave are obedient to you. I really don't understand why you show weakness and hide your clumsiness in front of others. It's not happy, it's not happy. !"

"I can only show my prestige to monsters, but I can't do anything to people. Why bother to be the rafters and stir up trouble."

"That's wrong. As long as Boss Qi is willing, just sending a few ghosts and demons will be enough for human beings to drink a pot."

"I don't have that ambition for a long time. One thing more is worse than one thing less."

"I don't understand, I don't understand! I'm not happy, I'm not happy!" The ghost shook his head like a rattle.

"Maybe I don't understand myself." Qi Xie smiled.

As the original owner of the Bodhi Rosary said, if there is no great right and wrong in your heart, you will not be able to distinguish between great good and great evil, and it is difficult to have great love and great hatred, and you will never be able to have great compassion and joy. up.

For him, it might be over already.

"My heart is joyful and laughs like crazy, my heart is sad and weeps like crazy, the joys and sorrows are endless, and there is a long song between heaven and earth!"

A hoarse voice suddenly sang from outside the window.

Qi Xie leaned out curiously, and looked down under the moonlight. It was an old beggar lying on the side of the road shaking wine bottles.

"The old man is very elegant." Qi Xie called out to him.

The beggar's neck was tilted up, the gray beard and hair covered most of his face, and his mouth was grinning: "It's a praising, a praising! It's fate to meet, how about having a drink together?"

Qi Xie nodded: "Then just wait, I'll find a good bottle of wine and go down."

The old beggar raised his hand and swallowed a big gulp of wine, and sang again.

"Why bother to sing about the late spring, and scold all things Xinxinran? Hey, you still treat life as if it were death, and just watch from the sidelines!"

☆, full

It was raining heavily, so there should be no guests.

This kind of weather is Man's favorite.

It is something like moss, blue and green, and it grows when it rains heavily. Among them, the more common one is called Brick Man, which is usually hidden in the cracks between floor and wall bricks. It sprouts in rainy days, and spreads from the edge of the brick, as if The child who stood on tiptoe and couldn't reach the table had only a pair of curious little hands lying on the edge of the table.

Although described in this way, Man is not so cute to humans. It is too damp and damp. If it accidentally sticks to the body, not only will it cause a stuffy nose and headache like a cold, but even the mood will be inexplicably depressed by several levels.

At this early morning, Qi Xie was leaning on the window sill, watching the wall was soaked by the rain, and those little things were growing vigorously from the cracks in the red bricks.

Time to open the door.

"How do you know I'm here?" Ding Li asked outside the door, shaking the water on the umbrella.

"I see." Qi Xie pointed to the window.

"What a coincidence." Ding Li said.

"Osmanthus tea?" Qi Xie asked.

"Okay." Ding Li put the umbrella into the kitchen.

"Just got off the night shift?"

"how do you know."

"Otherwise, it would be strange for you to wake up before nine o'clock in the morning." Qi Xie laughed.

"It's even more strange that you are the one who gets up on time at 06:30." Ding Li just sat down, and the second thing he did was to reach into his pocket.

"If you smoke, you will not be taken out when you go out."

"Just one." He blinked.

"Go out and come back when you're done."

Ding Li grabbed the cigarette case and went downstairs.

He is confident that his acting skills are invincible in the world, even on the day his parents divorced, he can joke with his classmates as usual, but for some reason, Ah Jing can see through himself with just one glance every time, whether it is unhappy when he is happy, or pretending to be indifferent Time matters.

This time, Ding Li believed it was the same.He noticed everything from the moment he entered the door, including the bruise on his cheekbones.

But he deliberately didn't ask.

After smoking one, the second one, Ding Li didn't know who he was angry with, if he had to say one person, it was probably himself.

A piece of soot fell to the ground, and the rain curtain was cut into a geometric depression by the concrete canopy.

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa.

Set up a tea table by the window, Qi Xie sat down leisurely, and handed a tureen to him.

Ding Li lifted the lid, and white mist floated up, osmanthus.

"I'm in a bad mood." Ding Li whispered, "I received an emergency call. The little girl is four years old. There is a penetrating heart injury, and the rescue failed."

"So the family members are violent?"

"Ah."

"It's inevitable that a child will be irrational when he dies. Just do your best."

"After all, he died on my operating table."

"How many years have I been a doctor, and I haven't gotten used to it yet."

"Ah."

"do not think too much."

"Ah."

Ding Li didn't take a sip, and used the lid to shake the tea juice, but the few pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus still refused to sink.

Qi Xie suddenly smiled: "You're done with the lines? Have you told the nurses in the hospital the same thing?"

"..."

"Actually, you're not in a bad mood. I think you're in a good mood. Don't look at me like that. I don't know what you're thinking. The parents themselves didn't take good care of their children. What's the use of beating you? But that's the case , when you are beaten, you can’t fight back, and you can’t even get angry. You have to show a painful expression to be sincere. The little nurse next to you saw it and took the initiative to pull you to treat the wound. At this time, put on a look of self-blame and listen to their relief If you don't, you can enjoy caring, and you can also add a little affection point by the way, can't you, Doctor Ding?"

Ding Li was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "You didn't add sugar, the sweet-scented osmanthus tea tastes better."

"It's in the cabinet behind you." Qi Xie pointed, "I knew you had to add sugar from the beginning, so I didn't put it on purpose."

Ding Li twisted and opened the cabinet door, unscrewed the sugar bowl.

"So now you ask for it. I tell you that in the cabinet, you find the jar and pour three or four into it. I know all of this, but I still let it happen." Qi Xie refilled his glass, "This It's like a cutscene where you understand all the procedure but don't necessarily have to avoid it."

Ding Li watched the candy gradually shrink.

"When you say you are in a bad mood, the other person will ask why and blame yourself, and he will answer that it is not your fault. This is a normal situation. It is a pity that you are too good at dealing with people, and you know how others will respond to your actions. Because of this, what could have happened naturally has become a planned script for you, and all the responses of the other party seem to have been directed by you, while your instinctive actions, on the contrary, seem to be acting to ask for responses. In the end, even your own true thoughts