Epigenetic

Xuan Lang was originally waiting to receive Zhu Weixing, but the student stepped off the stage and went straight to the sidelines.After Xuan Lang followed, he realized that it was the family members who had come.Although he felt that the boy didn't look like he would take care of others, seeing that Zhu Weixing trusted him so much, Xuan Lang let him go and let him take his precious student away.

On the bed in the hotel, Zhu Weixing lay there watching Jiang Yi rough-handedly dismantling the medicine.

We haven't seen each other for only four days, and Zhu Weixing feels that it's been a long time.

Zhu Weixing asked: "How did you know that I was sick?" He even bought a lot of medicines to take with him.

Jiang Yi came over and handed him the water, with a sullen expression on his face: "Idiots can't see your sick look."

Zhu Weixing was slightly dissatisfied, he consciously hid it very well, and even Teacher Xuan didn't notice it.

He asked again: "How did you get into the infield of the game?" Obviously the venue is not open to ordinary spectators.

Jiang Yi was even more disdainful, and stretched out his hand to tear off a fever-reducing sticker and patted it on Zhu Weixing's forehead: "What do you think this is a top-secret vault that ordinary people can't get in? It's so difficult to get a scalper's ticket?"

Zhu Weixing: "Then why did you come here suddenly?"

Jiang Yi was angry: "Why do you have so many fart questions? I stand in front of you and know that you are curious and concerned? Didn't you walk away a few days ago and never look back?"

His tone was full of resentment, thinking that he was angry with the new and old hatred that Zhu Weixing insisted on leaving home and had no news for a few days.

Zhu Weixing said, you didn't send me a message or call me, why are the villains always complaining first.But he didn't refute, instead he missed Jiang Yi's unreasonableness.

Seeing that the person on the bed was staring at him without saying a word, Jiang Yi realized it, rolled his eyes and took off his coat. Under Zhu Weixing's gaze, he rolled onto the bed and lay down beside him.

"Miss me, if you want me to accompany you, just say it, is there no mouth on your face?"

Zhu Weixing was inexplicable, the few seconds when he looked at Jiang Yi, his mind was empty and he didn't think about anything. Whitespace.

Although he was wronged, he did not deny it.The next moment, the other party reached out and took him into his arms.Smelling Jiang Yi's familiar breath, listening to his powerful heartbeat, and the surrounding sense of stability made Zhu Weixing's wandering spirit these days seem to be at home.

Immediately afterwards, the sleepiness that had been away for many days swept over the sky, and Zhu Weixing fell asleep almost as soon as his pillow reached Jiang Yi's neck.

I slept deeply and had a dream.

He walked down the spiral staircase, which is the way out of the piano room, and he walked for more than 20 years.

This time, he was stopped by the door.

Looking at the face of the person who appeared, he was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he probably understood.The other party should be a friend of the senior sister. I came here to say goodbye the day I gave up practicing the piano, and I met him here.

Senior Sister Hong has many friends, and the piano room has been her home since she was a child. Everyone who has good friends with her loves to come here to play with her. It is not surprising to see everyone here.It's just that I didn't expect that the other party also had a relationship with the senior sister.

Out of politeness, Lou Mingyue just wanted to say hello to this person, but the other person spoke first, almost questioning.

"That's why you sold Hongguang Town?"

In this scene, the surrounding environment seemed blurred and blurred, only the glass door with the back facing the man, with light reflected from the whole body, cutting out the clear outline of light and dark, making this man appear so in his dream. Fresh and three-dimensional.

It was the first time that Lou Mingyue saw the other person's appearance clearly. She was tall and handsome, but she was unexpectedly young, even a little like a teenager. It was also this youth that made the person with cold eyes not obvious. Gloomy, on the contrary, has a dazzling sharpness.

It was also the first time, because of the projection of the light, Lou Mingyue noticed that there was a winding scar on the forehead of this person. It was very long, but half of it was blocked by the hair, and it was impossible to see where it extended.

As if aware of his distraction, the man asked again in dissatisfaction.

"That's why you sold Hongguang Town?"

Lou Mingyue was startled.reason?what reason?How does he know why?

Thinking again, did the Beethoven I played in front of him just now expose?

Can he see it?

So it's not surprising that Mr. Hai, who knows himself well, can detect something from the music, but a person who is not familiar with him can do it?Lou Mingyue was somewhat surprised.

He didn't know how to answer, he just lowered his eyes, assuming the right to acquiesce.

In exchange for the other party's worse tone.

The man said: "I have never seen a person who is more tired than you, and who is more likely to ask for hardship."

Before meeting each other in Yan's stairwell, he was very rude, but this time his words were so sharp, it seemed that every time he met each other, he was very dissatisfied with himself.

Lou Mingyue was puzzled at first, but she understood after thinking about it.

He had recently heard about the struggle within the Yan family, and the people in front of him seemed to have the upper hand.He is still so young, and it is understandable that he can't get used to seeing himself going downhill when his future is bright and high-spirited.

Lou Mingyue was still silent, feeling that there was nothing to explain and couldn't explain clearly, so she just shook her head and was about to leave, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in her head, and a burst of dizziness struck him, making him unable to stand upright, and fell straight down.

Before the expected close contact with the floor, he fell into a strange embrace.The embrace was very generous, but very cold, and the moment it fell down, Lou Mingyue was terrified.

Fortunately, the trembling was only for a moment, and the light that came back after that made him want to stand up while thanking him, but he didn't pull away after pushing twice.

Lou Mingyue raised her head in doubt, and suddenly bumped into a pair of gloomy pupils.

He froze for a moment, and said, "Thank you, let go, I'm fine."

I don't know if it's the illusion of the light, or the sequelae of dizziness, the eyes of the person in front of me looked at her with fiery indignation, but also cold determination, full of complicated and contradictory emotions, which made Lou Mingyue confused.

Before the severe pain in her head came back again, Lou Mingyue heard her politeness exchanged for a sinister sneer and an inexplicable answer from the other party.

The man said in a barely audible voice: "I used to think the same way, but I seem to be wrong..."

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Zhu Weixing opened his eyes in a daze, and found that the room was pitch black, and he was alone on the bed.

He was in a trance and couldn't distinguish reality from dreams.I thought the pictures before going to bed were all fake, and I was still only myself from the beginning to the end, without Jiang Yi.

Suddenly, there was a click of a switch, and a desk lamp lit up in the corner.

Only then did Zhu Weixing realize that there was someone sitting on the sofa by the window.The man didn't say a word, didn't move, didn't move, and didn't play with his mobile phone, as if he had been looking at himself in a deep sleep since before.

Zhu Weixing was a little lucky, but also a little strange. Just as he was about to speak, the man got up first and said, "How long have you not rested? You slept like a coma."

His cursing tone broke up the blurred atmosphere and brought Zhu Weixing back to reality.

Looking at the time, it was already ten o'clock at night, and he had slept since the afternoon.

Jiang Yi came up to him, leaned against Zhu Weixing with one hand, held the bowl in the other, and said, "Eat."

Seeing the steaming porridge in the bowl, this person is not familiar with the place, and I don't know where he got it, Zhu Weixing was a little moved.

He wanted to eat by himself, but he stopped at Jiang Yi's strong expression.

Jiang Yi scooped up a spoonful and handed it to his mouth, feeding him with distaste while emphasizing: "I'm afraid you'd spill it."

Zhu Weixing took out a tissue in time and placed it at the corner of his mouth. After being fed half a spoonful into his stomach, half a spoonful into his palm, he agreed with his thoughtfulness: "Yes, thank you."

Jiang Yi: "Hmph."

After drinking half a bowl of porridge, I wish MSI's spirit improved a lot.

Jiang Yi took a shower, hung the towel around his neck, came to the bedside, bent down and pressed his lips to his forehead.

Zhu Weixing was a little embarrassed and said, "The fever has subsided."

Jiang Yi waited for a few more seconds before raising his head and glaring at him: "So you like to run outside, if you have the ability, why don't you make a fool of yourself?"

Zhu Weixing couldn't be blamed for this matter, but he wisely didn't argue, just said: "Hair is wet."

Hearing that he wanted to change the subject, Jiang Yi deliberately shook his head. His hair was short, but half of Zhu Weixing's face was splashed with water, like a giant dog that hadn't had time to groom.

Zhu Weixing dodged, but was dragged back by Jiang Yi, back and forth a few times, he immediately lost his strength, obediently being pressed and kissed.

Jiang Yi still knew about Zhu Weixing's illness. The kiss was very light, and he only moved against his lips a few times, but it didn't penetrate deeply. Ren Jiangyi hugged her and kissed her eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

The light from the lamp in the corner came from behind Jiang Yi, and for some reason, Zhu Weixing recalled the dream just now.

Aware of his inattention, Jiang Yi dissatisfied bit the ear of the person below him, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Zhu Weixing looked at him, his thoughts were complicated for a while.

In fact, he had held back a lot of things to say to Jiang Yi since the wandering soul days, but he couldn't speak due to the metaphysical phenomena, so he finally returned to his body and left in a hurry, so far he didn't have time to gather his thoughts.

Zhu Weixing said: "I found my ashes."

Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows: "Who took it?"

Zhu Weixing read three words: "Yan Jinliang."

Jiang Yi was silent.

Zhu Weixing couldn't tell whether his silence was angry or not. He told the other party about what he saw in the black villa in the middle of the lake that day, but covered up his last words. He felt that it was too depressing. do not like.

Zhu Weixing asked: "Do you know Huining Garden?"

Jiang Yi frowned: "What?"

Zhu Weixing: "You should know better than me that there was demolition in Lingjiali two years ago, but the construction stopped halfway through. The aunties we met in front of Mengji's mother's window used to live in the abandoned land. In their house, they came back to see their old neighbors the day after they moved out. And their new house is Huining Garden.”

Jiang Yi didn't take it seriously: "So?"

Zhu Weixing said: "In the information Liang Yongfu gave me, it was mentioned that Qianshan Group has several other real estate development projects in U City. Among them is a very inconspicuous community. After the completion of the first phase, it will be called Huining Garden. Therefore, it was Qianshan who bought the land in Lingjiali at that time. No, not at that time, the contract should still be in force now, but for some reason, the construction started halfway and then stopped.” It has been delayed until today, and it has not continued.

Zhu Weixing: "Thinking of the sand table model in Yan Jinliang's study, he has thought hard for that purpose."

Jiang Yi seemed curious: "What's his purpose?"

Zhu Weixing was at a loss for words. Although he had guessed, Zhu Weixing would not talk nonsense without confirmation, and he felt that with Yan Jinliang's temperament, Zhu Weixing was more inclined to the other party because he had other plans, such as for... "Platinum Corridor"?

Jiang Yi's reply was a sneer.

Zhu Weixing was afraid that he would be wrong, so he hurriedly said: "Let's not mention my ashes, I'm curious, whose ashes belong to the other jar?"

Jiang Yi pulled his face and asked: "Are you sure the jar is not empty?"

Zhu Weixing nodded: "I'm sure." At that time, he was a wandering soul, and he could perceive that the altar was himself, and he could also perceive that the other altar was someone else.

Jiang Yi knew that he had a guess: "What do you think?"

Zhu Weixing's analysis: "Longlong's mother said that the owner of the villa in the middle of the lake has gone to a far away place and has never returned. Yan Jinliang's friend, the owner of the cafe, Cheng, said that he has not been in touch with him for a long time. And His office in the Qianshan Group is also empty, and even the potted plants on the balcony are dead. Although news about him spreads from time to time on the Internet, the only two photos are of his back. I went to the account that broke the news, and They are all the same. Other than this, Yan Jinliang's relatives, friends, colleagues, and passers-by, few of them have seen him again for so many years."

Thinking of the altar of ashes in Yan Jin's cool room again, Zhu Weixing looked at Jiang Yi and said something surprising: "Tell me, Yan Jinliang...is he really alive?"