Xingchuan

Ling Yi snapped back to her senses, her heart beating heavily.

Li Xingchuan had already left at some point, and Jiang Hao was the only one left in front of him. He snapped his fingers at him suspiciously, "What are you thinking? You haven't heard it for a long time. Do you remember what the client said just now?"

"Ok?"

"I knew someone else would have come here, you are so sick that you just can't concentrate." Jiang Hao was not very happy, "Just now the client said that one of these two rooms has been converted into a children's bedroom, and the other has been converted into a success room. For the playroom, we need log tones and the most environmentally friendly materials, and we will give you a plan this week."

Ling Yi took out a pen and paper, and took notes one by one.

Anyway, work comes first, he needs to support himself and his mother.

"I'll go back to do the drawing in the evening, so let's measure the room first. Be careful, don't forget the size wrong, and I'll talk to the client later."

Jiang Hao walked away after speaking, leaving him busy in the room.

It's not an easy job.To draw a sketch of the house layout, take pictures with a camera, measure the length, width and height with a tape measure and a rangefinder, and record each item carefully, usually two people match, but today he is alone.When I was learning to draw, I never thought that one day I would use a brush to draw the direction of the door and the width of the window.

The bedroom is currently vacant, save for some toys and foam boards.Maybe it was because he had worn the mask for a long time, Ling Yi felt a little stuffy in his chest after working for a while.The manager was still in the living room chatting, presumably he was talking eloquently, and no one would come over in a short time.He sat at the bay window, gently pushed open the aluminum alloy window, and pulled off his mask to breathe in fresh air.

Bitter cold wind came in from under the window and patted on the dry cheeks. The standard white gauze curtains in the hardcover room were blown up by the wind, and it seemed to itch on the back of the neck.After blowing for a while, he felt much clearer, and when he heard the conversation coming from the living room, his heart no longer had a dull pain.

A lot has indeed changed in five years.

I remember when I first met Xingchuan, they were tit for tat and disliked each other.Later, for some reason, it gradually became that he ran after Xingchuan, and during the one or two hour lunch break at noon, he had to rush from the Academy of Fine Arts to Linda University, just to see Xingchuan.

Ling Yi still can't figure it out, where did he get so much courage back then, it seemed inexhaustible, no matter how indifferent the other party's attitude is, as long as he can meet this person, he feels that everything is worth it.

What now?Of course not now.

Already a person of two worlds.Regardless of whether Xingchuan treats him like the past or not, even if he doesn't care about the past and everything that happened in the past, his state of mind is completely different, and he is no longer as irresistible as before.

It is better to miss each other than to meet each other. It is meaningless to ask for trouble.

"Uncle, are you playing hide and seek?"

The kid appeared at the door at some point, holding a palm-sized plate in both hands.

Ling Yi pulled his mind back, subconsciously looked behind, and was relieved when he didn't see other figures.He put on his mask and closed the window tightly, "It's not peek-a-boo, uncle is tired from work, what's the matter?"

"Here you are!" The fleshy little hands held up the cookies in their hands like offering treasures, "Please eat."

Round face, clear eyes, smiling mouth.Although not like Xingchuan, it is still very cute.

Ling Yi smiled and rubbed his hair: "Thank you, Uncle is not hungry. What's your name?"

"Small tree, a tree of saplings. Here!" He was not as tall as Ling Yi's waist, and the angle of his head was raised with delicate eyebrows. He stood on tiptoe and moved forward, "Here!"

Simply hard sell.

Ling Yi couldn't help laughing: "Uncle really doesn't eat."

This is a big deal.

"My father doesn't eat it, neither does my uncle, I eat it myself." After speaking, he seemed to be angry with someone, turned around and stomped his feet, and sat down on the foam board next to him angrily. He almost sat on the biscuit broken.

Ling Yi rescued the dish, dumbfounded: "What's wrong?"

"You don't like the biscuits made by Xiaoshu."

"You did it?"

Three or four-year-old children are not as tall as the stove, so they can cook anywhere.

Sure enough, he hesitated and stuffed half a cookie into the mouth, "Auntie is here, Auntie will help."

Aunt?

Ling Yi was slightly taken aback, and asked softly, "Where's your mother?"

Recalling that since entering the door, the house has been decorated everywhere, and everything is displayed, without any trace of the hostess.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, the little kid who was only a little taller than the sweet potato suddenly turned his head and shushed him nervously!

Ling Yi was taken aback for a moment.

"Shhh—" The sensual finger didn't take off for a while, Xiaoshu's eyes flickered, and he whispered, "This is a secret."

"secret?"

"Dad said so."

"why?"

"..." A small face was reddish, as if he was holding back, and as if he was embarrassed, he leaned close to his ear, using his palm as a sounding tube, "Other children have mothers, but I don't. Dad said don't tell others, otherwise They would laugh at me."

Dad is everything to him, and his words represent the truth.

Worried that her shocked expression would hurt the child, Ling Yi lowered her head and took a piece of biscuit, and took a small bite, but it was bitter in her mouth.

He never thought that Xingchuan would be a single father.

Does the child's mother have a different destination, or... There are 1 questions in her heart, but she can't ask a word when facing the little tree who lacks maternal love and has been brought up by her father.

He chews slowly.

The room is quiet.

After a while, a chubby finger poked his face.Turning his head, Xiaoshu looked at him, his eyes were clear, without much sadness, "Is it delicious?"

He nodded slightly, "Delicious."

"Yeah!" Xiaoshu jumped up all of a sudden, compared the attacking posture in a cartoon, and rushed out the door grumbling, "Dad——Dad! Uncle likes it!"

Worried that Li Xingchuan would be called over, Ling Yi quickly put down the biscuits and stood up, pretending to be nonchalant and continuing to measure the room, feeling overwhelmed.

Fortunately, no one came to see him for the next hour.

It was inconvenient for him to go out after finishing his work, so he only closed the door halfway and stayed in the room.The tools were spread all over the floor, and the drawing board in his hand was densely packed with lines and numbers.He sat in a daze for a while, took out his phone and lightly turned it on.

A gray background photo on the screen is an overhead shot from the top of the building.In the bottom corner of the picture, there are two pairs of legs hanging in the air, close to each other, two people sitting together.The pixels are poor, and it looks a bit dangerous, but it has been on the desktop for more than five years.

When you are young, danger is cool, passion is love, and when you mature, you know that ordinary life is the essence of life.

For a moment Ling Yi really wanted to rush out, walked up to Li Xingchuan and said long time no see, but unfortunately he finally endured it.

After 10 minutes, he walked out, stood far away, and sent a message to Jiang Hao: "Manager, I have everything done here, and I can leave at any time."

Not long after, the two people in the living room got up and shook hands again. Li Xingchuan seemed to say "no more".On the contrary, Xiaoshu ran over and looked at them eagerly, turned around and asked, "Dad, can you take me out to play for a while? I haven't been out for most of the day."

Ling Yi squatted down to put on her shoes, and heard the people in the living room say calmly: "It's cold outside, no children go out."

Xiao Shu immediately pouted: "You lied, Lei Lei said that his father would take him down, we made an appointment to meet downstairs, and he would bring me potato chips."

"There are potato chips at home."

"It's not the same, the taste is totally different!" Xiaoshu collapsed in a second, "You just don't want to take me out!"

Seeing that the scene was out of control, Ling Yi hesitated, but someone grabbed her arm.Jiang Hao whispered: "Let's go."

The two said goodbye immediately.

When he went downstairs, Jiang Hao laughed horribly: "It's fine for a man to take care of the child, as long as he can't die." Then he touched Ling Yi's elbow in a ghostly manner, "Guess what, I found something."

"Huh?" Ling Yi was absent-minded.

"Just now I asked him if he wanted to install a cloakroom by the way. He wasn't interested at all and said he didn't need it. I don't think he even has a wedding photo in his bedroom. It's [-]% divorced, tsk tsk."

Gossip is human nature.

"He's not as good as me in this regard. Although I don't earn as much as him, my family is happy and my wife is beautiful. Isn't that what men earn money for?"

Ling Yi didn't make a sound for a long time, and retorted in a low voice when he was about to walk out of the community: "Everyone has their own way of life."

Jiang Hao didn't expect that he would express his opinion, and looked at him like a ghost.

He just drooped his eyes and remained silent.

After a lot of tossing, it was close to the end of get off work time, and the two did not return to the company, and directly parted ways at the gate of the community.On the way home, Ling Yi kept thinking about the afternoon, and her mind was in a trance. It wasn't until she got out of the subway and walked home that she realized that her phone had disappeared.

He stopped and looked through his pockets and bags carefully, but found nothing.His first reaction was to be picked up on the subway.

I hurried home and borrowed my roommate's mobile phone to call myself. I was able to get through, but no one answered.His heart was beating extremely fast, afraid that it would turn off the next time.The roommate leaned against the bedroom door and ate fruit, nonchalantly: "Your broken Android is about to fall apart, just change it."

He still kept typing, his knuckles were clenched white, "There are a lot of photos in it, and I didn't back them up."

"Is it important?"

It's important, of course it's important, it's the only evidence that those days existed.

After calling nearly ten times in a row, there was still no response, so I had to return the phone temporarily.He didn't even eat dinner, and ran out to ask the subway staff to adjust the monitoring. He tossed until ten o'clock at night, and came to the police station in desperation.

Such a small amount, even if people want to take it seriously, there is nothing they can do.After registering, the police gave him a landline phone, "Try calling again, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, what if the thief finds out with conscience?"

In despair, Ling Yi pressed the number.After several beeps, a soft milky voice suddenly came from the receiver, "Hello?"

"Hello! May I ask if you picked up my—"

"Hello," the other party seemed not to be listening, and said to himself, "I'm Xiaoshu, who are you looking for?"

small tree?

It turns out...it turns out that I left my phone at Xingchuan's house.

Ling Yi's heart fluttered in the cold wind for a long time, but at this moment it suddenly fell to the ground, beating rapidly.Did Xiaoshu pick it up or Xingchuan picked it up?

He opened his cracked mouth, and asked in a strong nasal voice, "Xiao Shu, are you alone, where is Dad?"

Is Xingchuan around?

"Dad is outside, are you looking for him? I'll call him, I'll call him."

"Don't!" Ling Yi stopped immediately, "Xiao Shu is obedient, don't call him Dad. I am the uncle who went to your house in the afternoon, do you remember me?"

Xiaoshu pondered for a while, then got into trouble, "Which one?"

There are two.

"Do you like the cookie one?"

"Correct."

Xiaoshu began to recall, "I remember! You wore a mask."

"It's not a mask, it's a mask."

"What is a mask?"

Ling Yi was a little flustered, and didn't answer for a while, then said: "Xiao Shu, please don't show your phone to Dad, can you promise uncle?"

"Then can I watch cartoons?" The child understands everything, even the terms of exchange.

"can."

Xiao Shu cheered, and complained after a while: "It can't be opened."

The phone has a password.

The policeman had already started to look at him strangely.Ling Yi turned his back, whispered the six-digit number at the window, and then taught him, "You look for the word video on the phone."

"What is it, I don't know how to read."

The three-year-old child can't read a few big characters, Ling Yi really doesn't know whether to cry or laugh.He can only describe the colors and pictures of the software, "Can you find it?"

"Found it!" The next thing doesn't need to be taught, Xiaoshu used his father's mobile phone.

"Look in a low voice, don't let Dad find out."

This is natural, "Dad will confiscate it!"

"Well," Ling Yi's mouth curved slightly, "Daddy will confiscate it."

He found that he liked Xiaoshu very much, even though it was an undeniable proof that Xingchuan loved other people.

Before the warmth dissipated, something happened there.I only heard Xiaoshu timidly calling out to Dad, and then came a deep voice.

"Where's the phone from?"

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