There is a breeze in long summer

The stack of copies in his hand was wrinkled at the corners.

Xia Yiqun waited restlessly until the phone finally got through.

The person who answered the phone was an old friend of Xia Yiqun's father who now works in the judiciary.Hearing Xia Yiqun's explanation of the situation, he felt that it was not a big deal, so it was convenient to introduce him to a friend who specializes in appraisal.

Xia Yiqun faxed the things, and the other party called back quickly: "I heard from Lao Meng, you don't need us to issue any certificates, do you? The same identification is relatively simple, so I'll just tell you directly. Judging from the closing action and matching ratio, these two items are definitely from the same hand."

Xia Yiqun chased after him: "Then... is it possible that there is such a situation, that the words written by two different people are so similar that the difference cannot be identified at all?"

"Brother Xia, the current identification methods are very advanced. I'm not bragging. So far, no one has been able to fool my sharp eyes. And judging from the content of the material you sent, it's not worth the painstaking effort to find out. A document with forged handwriting! Taking a step back, assuming that this document was really forged by someone, and I didn’t identify it, this forger is really a master in copying... No, he should be a patriarch! Then you must You need to introduce me! This kind of person can’t be found in 5000 years! Hey? Brother Xia, are you still listening..."

The other party's voice came from the receiver continuously, but Xia Yiqun only knew that his heartbeat was accelerating suddenly and his chest was tightening, and he couldn't hear anything at all.

All kinds of unimaginable changes in Lin Changqing's body were linked together to form a huge net, and now this net is being tightened, trapping Xia Yiqun in it.

Bit by bit things gathered, more and more.The doubts and delusions that Xia Yiqun thought were all turned into evidence now.

All the evidence points to an obvious answer, but the answer itself baffles anyone—

Lin Changqing is Wen Qiu himself.

How can this be?

Everyone told Xia Yiqun that Wen Qiu was dead.

But what the handwriting expert said just now was tantamount to telling him that Wen Qiu was still alive.

Lin Changqing, who are you?

Xia Yiqun wanted to go to Lin Changqing immediately and ask him to confirm the matter himself, but Xia Yiqun didn't dare to go.

At the beginning, Xia Yiqun repeatedly misunderstood that Lin Changqing was deliberately imitating Wen Qiu, and even quarreled with him because of this.What Lin Changqing said still rings in my ears: "Why do you think I'm pretending to be someone else? Who do you think I look like? It's obviously because you have ghosts in your heart that you feel that there are shadows of other people in me everywhere!"

Interrogate every sentence, every word punishes the heart.

Xia Yiqun dared not go to Lin Changqing.He was afraid that Lin Changqing would give a negative answer, that what he suspected now was really some kind of amazing coincidence, and even more afraid that all the déjà vu was a spectacle created by his feelings that had nowhere to rest.

Just thinking back to the days when he spent time with Wen Qiu, Xia Yiqun felt that it was the time when he was the most spiritually rich.

Precisely because they are rich, they spend recklessly.

Wen Qiu was by Xia Yiqun's side almost every day at that time, so happy and alive.Xia Yiqun could easily touch him, and a little affection would be enough to keep him by his side.

Today's Xia Yiqun has nothing left, only lovesickness left in his bones.He no longer dared to ask for too much, as long as Wen Qiu lived, as long as he could survive, even if there was a one in ten thousand possibility, Xia Yiqun was willing to give everything in exchange, even life for life.

There is no need to be afraid of death. When Xia Yiqun heard the news of Wen Qiu's death, Xia Yiqun felt that his soul had already died along with him.

Now, the possibility of Wen Qiu still alive made him hope again.However, this hope is too slim, just a light negative sentence from Lin Changqing is enough to destroy all the speculations he has accumulated for a long time in an instant.

One step away from the truth, Xia Yiqun became timid.He has never been so timid in his life.Instead of falling into despair again, he would rather be alone immersed in the speculation in his head, even if it is just self-paralysis, at least he can fantasize that Wen Qiu has changed into a person named Lin Changqing and continues to live in this world.

Xia Yiqun really didn't know what to do.I want to see Lin Changqing, but I am afraid of seeing Lin Changqing.These two diametrically opposite thoughts haunted him, making him feel like his nerves were about to be torn in two.

After all, an answer is needed.Xia Yiqun turned on the phone. His fingertips were numb and flustered. He pressed the wrong button several times, and it took him 5 minutes to finally dial Mo Jingyi's number.

"Jingyi, I need to talk to you."

Mo Jingyi asked Xia Yiqun to meet at the coffee shop downstairs of the newspaper office.She walked into the coffee shop and looked around, and finally found someone in a relatively secluded corner.

Xia Yiqun looked haggard, and the coffee cup in front of him was already empty.

"Bring me a cup of coffee that is the same as this gentleman's, and bring this gentleman a cup of warm water. Thank you." Watching the waiter go away, Mo Jingyi sat down opposite Xia Yiqun, "Senior, what do you want from me? ?”

"A while ago, the article signed by Wang Qiu Xianling was actually written by Lin Changqing, right?" Xia Yiqun asked.

Unexpectedly, after more than two months, Xia Yiqun brought up the old matter again, and Mo Jingyi said helplessly: "About this matter, I think I explained it clearly to you last time..."

"Last time, you said that you still have Wen Qiu's manuscripts. You should have an impression of Wen Qiu's writing, right? Then take a look at this." Xia Yiqun took out two copies and put them in front of Mo Jingyi, "You Can you tell which one is Wen Qiu's handwriting?"

When Xia Yiqun mentioned handwriting, Mo Jingyi gasped.She hastily glanced at what Xia Yiqun took out, she didn't care what it was, she just wanted to help Lin Changqing cover it up: "There are quite a lot of people with similar handwriting, how do I know which one was written by Wen Qiu?"

"No, I have already found a special agency for identification. These two items are from the same person. It's just that this one..." Xia Yiqun pointed at the copy with his finger, "Written by Wen Qiu two years ago The notes, and the other one was handed in by Lin Changqing just yesterday. Jingyi, do you know anything about Lin Changqing? I hope you will tell me the truth. "

Xia Yiqun's gaze was extremely oppressive. The waiter who delivered the coffee bumped into him accidentally. He felt that the atmosphere of the guests at this table was not good, so he put down the coffee and walked away quickly, nervously paying attention to the movement in this corner from a distance.

Facing the strong evidence presented by Xia Yiqun, Mo Jingyi felt that it was pointless to quibble any longer. She calmed down and opened her mouth slowly: "Wen Qiu was indeed dead a year ago, but his soul is not It didn't die, but changed a way to live in this world."

Xia Yiqun could hear every word Mo Jingyi said clearly.He closed his eyes to gather his composure, and after a while, he opened them again, signaling Mo Jingyi to continue talking.

"Senior, you have always been the smartest person among us, and it is hard to escape your eyes by clues. I knew that he is too close to you, and this matter will not be hidden from you sooner or later." Mo Jingyi held Holding the coffee cup, "Your guess is not wrong, the current Lin Changqing is actually Wen Qiu."

As soon as Mo Jingyi spoke, Xia Yiqun didn't want to stay any longer: "I'll go find him! I'll go find him now!"

"Senior, please calm down!" Mo Jingyi couldn't bear it anymore, "You said you were going to find Changqing, then have you ever thought that several months have passed since his soul woke up in this body, why did he Didn't explain this to you at all? He is your student, and he is obviously closer to you. There are countless opportunities to tell you that he is Wen Qiu, but he turned to me for help. Didn't you think about the reason?"

When Mo Jingyi said this, Xia Yiqun was startled.

Mo Jingyi picked up the paper on the table and handed it to Xia Yiqun: "Think about it again, what has he been doing these past few months? Why did he submit the application for department transfer?"

Xia Yiqun recalled all the details about Lin Changqing that he knew during this period, and found that what impressed him the most was the strong resistance in Lin Changqing's eyes when he looked at him.

Xia Yiqun's heart almost broke when he thought that Wen Qiu's scarred soul was hidden behind those resisting eyes.

"Senior, you know the reason." Mo Jingyi explained the fact that Xia Yiqun didn't have the courage to say it, "After Chang woke up, in order to cover up his identity, he lived a life of fear and hardship. However, no matter how hard he was, he persisted .In the past he loved you, even if he didn't get your response, he insisted like this. You don't love him, but you shouldn't ruin his mind like that. You two are over a long time ago. Everything he has done now , all to do what you wish, to stay away from you!"

Xia Yiqun sat back on the sofa dejectedly, propping his elbows on his knees, and tightly covering his eyes with his palms.

Facing Xia Yiqun, Mo Jingyi was not unimpressed: "His memory of your relationship still rests on the harm you caused him, that's why he hides his soul, trying to use this method to let The wounds on the soul are slowly healing. If you suddenly go to him now, it is tantamount to exposing his scars. Changqing has no way to understand right away, what kind of feelings you have for him now. He has worked hard enough, don’t Then use the past to add more mental burden to him."

"I know...I know..." Xia Yiqun's shoulders trembled slightly, but the hands covering his eyes did not move away, "What should I do? You teach me, what should I do?"

"He once told me that he is now Lin Changqing, and he doesn't want to live the life of Wenqiu again." Mo Jingyi sincerely suggested, "Since you can understand how hard it is for him to pretend to be Lin Changqing, then let him go. Just treat him as Lin Changqing, don't scare him, don't bother him, okay?"

Xia Yiqun neither nodded nor shook his head.

Lin Changqing said in person that he did not want to go back to Wenqiu's life.But he can confide his heart to Mo Jingyi, and he also cares about his parents and younger brother.

What Lin Changqing wanted was a life without Xia Yiqun's participation.

Let him go, don't bother him.

It's best for him.

Xia Yiqun said to himself.

But ah, I have long been trapped in this relationship.

Who can let me go?

Who will let me go?