It's better to fall in love

17. Crisis

It's past five o'clock in winter, and the sky is still getting dark. The east has turned white, but the night has not completely faded.The street lamps finished their work all night and went out at the same time. Although it was already dawn, it was still darker than night.

The darkest hour of the day is just before dawn.

Sun Xiao just finished his overnight work and hurried home.Because it was winter, there were no pedestrians on the road after five o'clock, only a few scattered cars passing by.Sun Xiao works in a factory in Xincheng. He is catching up with a batch of orders. The work intensity is very high. Three shifts have been replaced by two shifts. He often has to work all night and can't go home until dawn.

Press the elevator to go upstairs, and when they reached the door, Sun Xiao found that the door was not locked, it was just half open, and she was furious for a while.Her unlucky boyfriend has been playing games in a rented room since he lost his job half a year ago. He is addicted to games all day long and relies on her to maintain all the family's expenses. Today, he must be playing games again. I forgot to close the door.

Sun Xiao opened the door and went in. The room was pitch black, except for the light of the computer screen that was still dimly on. Zhao Ming was indeed sitting in front of the computer.

"Zhao Ming, come here!"

Zhao Ming didn't respond and was still sitting in front of the screen.Sun Xiao was furious, rushed forward angrily, and grabbed Zhao Ming's clothes. Who would have thought that Zhao Ming was just sitting there, but Sun Xiao pulled him down and fell to the ground with his chair.Through the dim light of the screen, Sun Xiao saw a fruit knife stuck in Zhao Ming's chest. The down jacket was completely soaked in bright red blood. His eyes were round and staring, and even his pupils began to dilate. How could there be any breath left?

"Ahhhhhh... help..."

Sun Xiao was startled and yelled out.A pair of hands stretched out from behind her, covered her mouth and nose, and in just a few seconds, she lost consciousness...

In this unknown corner of the city, misfortune happens every day. When misfortune does not happen to them, most people have nothing to do with themselves.Perhaps the neighbors who got up early heard the girl's brief call for help; perhaps the passers-by who were jogging in the morning saw someone carrying the young girl into the car suspiciously, but no one was willing to go forward and ask more questions.

This night is a long and difficult night for some people, but it is a dreamlike and beautiful night for others.

He Wanluo slept comfortably until dawn, with a severe headache accompanied by a hangover.In his intermittent memory, there are some lingering pictures, it seems that he is not the only one last night, the other person is...?

Recalling last night, that person's clear eyebrows, cold lips, and... smooth skin, everything is very clear, it doesn't look like his own fantasy, is it true?He was with Brother Jing last night?

He Wanluo looked around, the round bathtub opposite the bed was covered with rose petals, and the water stains splashed on the carpet that hadn't fully dried seemed to prove that the memories in his mind were not dreams.The corners of his mouth began to rise uncontrollably.

So it wasn't that he would have misunderstood everything before. Jing Ling was indeed interested in him. It might be that his confession came too suddenly, which frightened them, so they panicked and wanted to avoid him.It must be like this, He Wanluo's mood gradually became clear, he was a little annoyed, but he almost gave up after being rejected once.It's nothing to be rejected once, as long as you understand that person's mind, at worst, if you are rejected once, he will chase him again; if you are rejected ten times, he will chase him a hundred times.

"Leader, how was last night?"

As soon as Qin Tian saw He Wanluo, he approached him mysteriously and asked.

He Wanluo raised the contract in his hand, "If you lead me out, there will be no one who can't handle it."

"Who said that?" Qin□□He Wanluo winked, and pouted in the direction of Shimeng, "You won't be successful, right?"

"Damn it, what image do I have in your heart?" He Wanluo flew the contract towards Qin Tian, ​​hitting him on the head.

What kind of subordinate is he? He doesn't think about making progress, and he is busy gossiping about the leader's private life every day.

The point is, is he such a sentimental image in the minds of his subordinates!Obviously, he has only been in love once so far, and he has always been single-minded towards his ex, never having any other thoughts.Looks like it's time to clean up the office discipline.

Qin Tian rubbed his head and complained loudly, insisting on asking everyone to comment.

The whole office started to be noisy, and Shimeng sat in the corner watching everyone laughing and laughing silently, feeling gloomy in his heart.This person can become the focus of the crowd wherever he goes, and he has so many friends around him. He is not the same as Jing Ling, who is always alone, lonely and cold.But he was able to get Jing Ling's love. Thinking of this, her heart was torn apart crazily by the beast called jealousy. She wished she could take out her heart so as to suppress this sore and painful feeling.

"Hello? What?" While making noise, He Wanluo answered the phone, "Where? Okay, okay, look? No need to read, it's settled."

It's strange, why an intermediary took the initiative to call him.

He Wanluo muttered, he just started looking for a house on the Internet, and an intermediary called him. Now that the Internet technology is really advanced, maybe he left his personal information somewhere, and it was sold by the website.

However, he liked the house introduced by the agency, so he took time out for a while during his work break, paid the rent immediately, and settled the house.

That night, Jing Ling was reading a book at home, and he couldn't read it tonight, who usually read ten lines at a glance. Looking at the words on the book, it turned into He Wanluo's flushed cheeks from drunkenness, and his soft lips.A gust of wind blew through and messed up the pages of the book, Jing Ling quickly turned the book back.If the page number of the book is messed up, you can turn it back, but if your mind is disturbed, it makes you restless.

Jing Ling tried hard to calm down, but the noise from the next door kept ringing.Jing Ling has no intention of continuing to study, so she simply took out a brush to draw. Jing Ling is very good at ink painting, and with just a few strokes, the silhouette of a person is already vivid on the paper.

He draws very quickly, as if this portrait has been practiced thousands of times, and every frown and smile of the person in the painting has been deeply engraved in his heart.His brushstrokes are exquisite and ingenious. The person in the painting is covered with white clothes fluttering in the wind, and three thousand blue hairs are lazily scattered around his waist, letting the breeze blow. He sits quietly on the high mountain and looks down quietly, as if Focused like a stone statue, decades are like a day.

Jing Ling's fingers brushed the long hair of the person in the painting, and she became in a trance.

The person in my memory loves his long black hair like satin the most, but he doesn't know how to tie his hair, he always tie it casually or simply let it loose.In the early morning when many birds are singing and the sun is dry and it is raining overnight, he always stands behind that person and helps him to tie up his black hair like ink. There is always a faint fragrance of grass in his hair.

The thought of traveling through the millennium time and space was interrupted by a knock on the door. Jing Ling frowned slightly, put away the scroll and opened the door.

Standing at the door was He Wanluo, with his signature sincere smile on his face.

Suddenly meeting He Wanluo's big shining eyes, Jing Ling suddenly remembered the scene of last night, and her face turned red to the neck.

Trying to suppress her beating heart, Jing Ling lowered her eyes not to look at him, and said as calmly as possible: "What are you doing here?"

"Of course I live here. I will be your neighbor in the future."

Seeing the shy and cramped Jing Ling in front of him, He Wanluo couldn't help thinking of being mischievous, and deliberately teased her.He suddenly approached Jing Ling, "Brother Jing, I drank too much yesterday, it seems that something happened, I can't remember clearly, do you still remember?"

"I don't know what's going on," Jing Ling closed the door in a panic, leaving a few words to He Wanluo outside, "It's getting late, go back early."

late?It's not even eight o'clock. For a midnight column producer, this is the beginning of the day, okay?

It turned out that Brother Jing was so shy, and He Wanluo felt a little more certain that Jing Ling must have rejected his confession because of shyness.

After changing from a cohabitation relationship to a neighbor relationship, He Wanluo began to move erratically, but Jing Ling had an extra habit, no matter how late it was every night, she could only fall asleep peacefully when the door next door rang.

Recently, there was a murder case in Xincheng. A man died in a rented house.This man lost his job half a year ago. He is an outsider. He has no social relations in Xincheng, and his only girlfriend is also missing.The body was found by the landlord who went to urge the rent after a few days of death. Although it was winter, it was almost rotten.

There are various versions circulating on the Internet.

Some said that this man was so useless, he played games at home all day and was violent to his girlfriend. Finally, his girlfriend couldn't take it anymore and killed him by mistake in a quarrel;

Others said that the woman had an affair with someone at home and was discovered by the man, and finally the girlfriend and the adulterer partnered to kill the man;

All kinds of versions are nothing more than love and vendetta.

The few gossip guys on the 13th floor are particularly interested in this kind of love-hate relationship, and they are watching the progress of the incident every day.

"Wow, leader, you can see that the number of views on this post has exceeded one million."

Qin Tian opened the trending search list, and there was a post with high popularity. The title read "Behind the murder case in Xincheng... is it man-made or a ghost?" "

"This is a title party, right? Even the police haven't found a clue yet." He Wanluo dubiously clicked on it with Qin Tian.

The author of the pick-up stickers did not know who the master was, and it was found that the girlfriend of the deceased was a female worker of the Bauhinia Group. In the past year, many female workers of the Bauhinia Group disappeared. All of them were female workers from other places. If the internal money is suppressed, nothing will happen.What he said was well-founded, and the authenticity was very high, and the popularity remained high for a while.

"Look, Brother Luo." Xiao Chu and Akun were also attracted by the post and looked at it, "Someone replied to the post below, asking which factory for our column to shoot a live broadcast to see if there is really a ghost."

"Really, and the voice is still very high, many of our fans are on the top."

"Why does this Bauhinia Group sound so familiar?" Mu Mu asked.

"Brother Luo, isn't this group the company run by the sponsor you recruited two days ago?"

Mu Mu had been looking at the familiar name of this group, and then suddenly remembered it when Xiao Chu said it. He patted the table and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I said, why is it so familiar."

"Ah Luo, many fans have left messages on my Weibo, let's go to the factory to broadcast live." Shimeng also nodded, "What do you think?"