Let go of the past

The mobile phone placed on the coffee table rang for a while, the caller ID was almost obscured by the broken and winding lines on the screen, the bedroom door not far away opened, and the light divided the dim living room into two, from the distance The nearest footsteps sounded slowly, with an inexplicable sense of world-weariness.

The mobile phone was still clamoring unrelentingly, and a hand with particularly sharp knuckles finally stretched out to pick it up. After waiting for a second or two, the ringing stopped abruptly, and the indifferent and slow voice showed obvious fatigue. The person on the other end yelled, "Hello?"

"Ziqing," Bai Lisheng asked in his usual quiet voice, unhurriedly, "Did you just wake up?"

"Packing up in the bedroom, is there anything wrong?"

"What happened to your throat?"

"I've been having a cold lately."

Bai Lisheng paused, and said: "You have to pay attention to your body."

"Thank you," Li Ziqing said flatly, and asked again: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Are you free the day after tomorrow?"

Li Ziqing was silent, his eyes raised and landed on the coffee cup that had been left on the table not far away for several days, he paused for a moment before retracting his eyes, and replied: "I'm afraid not."

"Is there anything else?" Bai Lisheng asked.

"Yes," Li Ziqing said bluntly, "something happened to my family, so I can't get away recently, I'm sorry."

Bai Lisheng was a little startled by his sudden directness, paused, and asked with concern: "Do you need my help?"

"No need." Li Ziqing said, "Thank you for your concern."

Bai Lisheng fell silent. This kind of Li Ziqing made him feel extremely unaccustomed and unfamiliar. He couldn't swallow the words when they came to his lips, and he had to reorganize the words in his mind.

But it didn't take long before Li Ziqing spoke first, "Xiaobai, if you have nothing to do, I'll hang up first."

"Wait." Bai Lisheng stopped, paused again, and said, "Can I ask you for a birthday present?"

Li Ziqing was taken aback, "Birthday?"

"Yes." Bai Lisheng said slowly: "The day after tomorrow is my birthday, I wanted to invite you to my birthday party, but you don't have the time, so I will settle for the next best thing and ask for a present."

"Okay," Li Ziqing followed the other party's words and agreed with his chaotic thinking, "What gift do you want?"

Bai Lisheng laughed for the first time, and then said: "Gifts are not troublesome at all, remember the last time we took a group photo?" He said: "Just give me that photo as a birthday present."

"But aren't the photos in your phone?" Li Ziqing was confused.

"But it doesn't completely belong to me," Bai Lisheng said, "Because it's a photo with you, I don't have the right to dispose of it at will."

Li Ziqing was silent for a moment, then answered him: "Okay, it's yours now."

"Thank you, Ziqing."

After hanging up Bai Lisheng's phone call, Li Ziqing walked to the dining table, picked up the coffee cup that he forgot to put away a few days ago, stared at the dried coffee stains at the bottom of the cup for a moment, then waved his hand, and threw the cup into the trash beside it bucket.

On the arrival floor of the international line of S City Airport, Ji Bing was pulling a black business suitcase, wrapped in the indifferent low pressure that repelled people thousands of miles away, and walked through the VIP passage with a sinking face, and went straight to the exit outside the airport.A black Maybach S was parked outside, and the driver was lying on the steering wheel concentrating on playing with his mobile phone. Before Ji Bing approached, he looked up from the screen with a pinch as if telepathically, but the next moment Suddenly he was stunned, and then he clicked his tongue twice: "What's the matter? You have the face of Hades? Are you being bullied by those Yankees?"

Li Ru stared at Ji Bing from the rearview mirror and sat in with a gloomy face, and couldn't help asking again: "What's the matter?"

Ji Bing gave him a cold look, and said indifferently, "Drive your car."

"Damn it," Li Ru yelled angrily as he started the car honestly, "Did you really think of me as your driver? Where's your assistant?"

After waiting for a while without getting a response, Li Ru looked in the rearview mirror again in surprise, only to see that the other party was already leaning on the back of the chair with folded arms, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

"..." Li Ru swallowed and turned the steering wheel, and drove along the airport expressway towards the city.

Half an hour later, when the car drove off the elevated highway, Ji Bing pinched his eyes and opened them. His eyes were clear and quiet, without any sense of sleepiness or confusion.

"Where are you going?" Li Ru asked without turning her head when she heard a slight movement behind her.

Ji Bing took out his mobile phone to read the message, and casually replied, "Go home."

Li Ru raised his eyebrows, knowingly asked, "Which family?"

"Whatever, just look at it." Ji Bing looked up from above the phone, with a smile on his lips, but gloomy and cold eyes.

"I know, I know." Li Ruo refused to admit his cowardice, and while turning the steering wheel to change lanes, he changed the subject: "I thought you would come back in two or three days, but it took a week, what? Is your company going bankrupt? Bankruptcy liquidation?"

Ji Bing glanced at him, but suddenly asked him: "Have you been in contact with Xie Jiaqi recently?"

Li Ru was taken aback, and asked back, "What happened?"

"It's okay." Ji Bing stared at the back of Li Ru's head. The other party saw his eyes through the rearview mirror, moved his body unnaturally, and then heard him continue: "Ask her for me when you have time. Do you know someone named Wei Ziming?"

"Ah?" Li Ru didn't understand why, "Why didn't you ask her directly?"

"Then do you know why many people who are about to be killed will ask the executioner to give them a quick treat?" Ji Bing looked at Li Ru's shocked expression and continued: "Because the process of waiting for death is often more terrifying than death. "

Li Ru took a deep breath, almost slipped the steering wheel and hit the vehicle next to him, and asked in horror: "What's the matter?"

Ji Bing's eyes had returned to the phone, and he clicked on a number in the address book and dialed it.

As always, the phone couldn't be connected, Ji Bing looked cold, looked up at Li Ru, and said to him: "Give me the phone."

"I'm really confused." Li Ru handed him the phone and said with lingering fear: "What the hell did that silly girl Xie Jiaqi do?"

Ji Bing turned a deaf ear to it, took the phone and found the number of the person in the other party's address book, paused with his finger on the top of the screen for half a second before pressing down.

Sure enough, it was a normal ringtone, Ji Bing took a deep breath, looked out the window, and waited quietly.

Li Ziqing came out of the bedroom. There were several large cardboard boxes stacked in the living room. After he took a final inventory, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

"Hello," he took out his mobile phone to connect, and the other party's loud voice hit his eardrums: "Hello, Mr. Li, our car has arrived, and it is your community. The management is quite strict, and the guard will not let us in. Come on, can you tell him how to cut it?"

"Okay," Li Ziqing said, "give the phone to the guard, and I'll just talk to him."

Five minutes later, the doorbell rang. Li Ziqing walked over and opened the door. Outside stood two moving workers in neat work clothes. They asked enthusiastically and politely, "Mr. Li's house, is this here?"

"Yes." Li Ziqing led them in sideways, pointing to a few large boxes in the living room, "That's all, trouble."

The worker made two oohs, rubbed his hands together and said, "I don't have many things, we moved in one trip."

"The main reason is that there are many books, so it is a bit heavy."

"It's not in the way." One of them had already bent down and picked up a big box, and while motioning to his colleagues to put two smaller ones on it, he said to Li Ziqing: "Mr. Li, can we leave as soon as the things are moved? "

Li Ziqing nodded, "Go down first, I'll be right back."

The movers cleaned everything up and down, and went downstairs first. Li Ziqing stood at the door, staring at the house he had lived in for more than three years. After a long time, he He took a breath, then exhaled tremblingly, then took out the key and threw it on the shoe cabinet at the door, turned around and walked out, and slowly closed the door with his hand.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later."

The result of the same goal by different routes, even if it gave a moment of hope, it turned into greater disappointment and anxiety in an instant.

Ji Bing put down the phone, desperately suppressing the unreasonable panic in his heart, and said to Li Ru irritably, "Hurry up."

More than 20 minutes later, Li Ru's car had just stopped downstairs when Ji Bing had already pushed the car door and walked down. Coincidentally, the elevator door just stopped on the first floor, and Ji Bing staggered the people who were going out. He rushed in and quickly pressed the close button.

"Damn it?" Li Ru stared dumbfounded at Ji Bing's figure disappearing behind the elevator door, and said with a smack of his tongue, "Urgent urination?"

The key was twisted, and the door was opened with a click. Ji Bing stood in the porch, looking at the thin figure standing by the dining table, wearing light-colored house clothes. Hearing the movement, he turned his head and looked over. The next moment, he smiled gently at him, the corners of his mouth curled into a beautiful arc, and even his eyes shone brightly, and he said to him, "You're back?"

Ji Bing stared at him blankly, gasped for breath, opened his mouth involuntarily and called out: "Ziqing..."

"What's wrong?" The other party was taken aback by his expression, then raised his eyebrows, and said in a serious way: "Student Ji Bing, you have returned to your soul."

Ji Bing didn't dare to vent his breath, so he stood there for a long while before opening his mouth cautiously: "You—"

"Ji Bing." Suddenly there was another voice behind him, Ji Bing turned his head subconsciously in a trance, and saw Li Ru walking over with a suitcase, saw his dull expression, froze, and said, "Did you see the devil? "

Ji Bing replied hysterically: "...what?"

Li Ru walked to the door, glanced into the room, and said in surprise, "Is Li Ziqing not at home?"

"He's here." Ji Bing turned his head and looked towards the dining table again, "That's not—"

Without Li Ziqing.

Even the whole room was extraordinarily dark and silent, with no human breath.

"What is it?" Li Ru answered casually, then walked in the door boldly, reached out and slapped the chandelier in the living room, looked around, turned to Ji Bing and said, "Look, I'm really not at home." .”

"He's hiding." Ji Bing said firmly, then pushed Li Ru away, walked quickly to the living room and shouted, "Li Ziqing! Li Ziqing! Come out!"

Pushed by him, Li Ru staggered, holding on to the shoe cabinet to stand still, but his palms were firmly pressed against a sharp metal object, and he howled in pain, "Oh shit, what is it! He picked up the object and looked at it, and said to Ji Bing uncertainly, "Did Li Ziqing forget the key when he went out?"

Ji Bing turned around suddenly, stared at the bunch of keys in Li Ru's hand, and rushed to the bedroom like crazy the next moment, pushed the door open with a bang, stood at the door and watched for a moment, then turned and rushed to the study, and pushed the earth-shattering again. He opened the door, followed by the cloakroom, the storage room, and every independent room with a door. He opened it all at once. After quieting down, he dared to ask hesitantly: "Do you two often play like this? Hide and seek?"

Ji Bing turned his back to him, and he didn't make a sound for a long time. Li Ru walked to the sofa in a familiar way, and just about to sit down, his eyes were fixed on a piece of folded A4 paper beside the coffee table, and he picked it up without hesitation. Chao Ji Bing said: "Li Ziqing left you a note, tsk, you two are still passing notes for fun?"

As soon as the words fell, the A4 paper was snatched by Ji Bing who rushed over quickly. Li Ru waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I didn't peek."

Ji Bing stared at the paper in his hand, suddenly became afraid, he didn't dare to open it, he knew what was inside, it was so obvious, but he still didn't want to admit it.

"You go." Ji Bing didn't open it, but looked up at Li Ru, calmly said: "There is nothing to entertain you at home, you go back first."

Li Ru snorted, and said angrily, "At least give me some saliva."

"Let's go" Ji Bing repeated.

A look of astonishment gradually appeared on Li Ru's face, observing Ji Bing's face, hesitantly asked, "Did something happen?"

"Go." The third time.

Li Ru stood up from the sofa resignedly, walked to the door, turned to look at Ji Bing again and said, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay." Ji Bing said flatly with his back turned to him.

The door was opened from the outside with a click, and the room fell into a deeper darkness. Ji Bing looked down at the note in his hand, closed his eyes, did not turn on the light, but took out his mobile phone, trembling with the faint light of the screen. opened the folded paper.

——Ji Bing, I'm leaving.I don't want the house anymore, I don't want anything else.If you want to ask why, during the time you were away, something irreparable happened in my life.It was this incident that pushed me out of the predicament of more than three years. It brought me pain, but it also gave me strength and inspiration.It made me choose to leave you completely. I don't know if this choice is good for you, but at least it is good for me.Human life is very limited, I have already wasted ten years on you, the rest of my life is running out, I just want to spend the remaining time in a place without you, happily.Ji Bing, thank you, goodbye.

"Li Ziqing..." Ji Bing knelt down on the ground, clenched his fists, and his arms trembled violently until he tore the paper in half.He slowly raised his face, stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, and after a long time, a suppressed sob came out of his throat, and he murmured tremblingly: "I'm sorry..."

"Sorry……"