Epigenetic

After that night, Jiang Yi was happy, but Zhu Weixing lay on the bed for a long time. He originally wanted to make an appointment with Master Silvio before leaving, but he didn't make it.Fortunately, they are willing to go to U City to find another time to meet him in the future.

Before checking out from the hotel, Zhu Weixing stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom to tidy up her appearance, making sure that all traces of inappropriateness were covered before rest assured.Two days later, the bruises on his neck, shoulders, arms and wrists were still clear, and those who didn't know it thought he had been subjected to some horrible abuse. Zhu Weixing couldn't help recalling the endless scenes from that night until dawn, Frightened and blushing, it was a shock that he had never dared to think about before.

Jiang Yi probably also felt that he had not controlled his strength the day before and bullied people too much. In the past two days, he lost the capital of his previous toughness.Basically, I wish MSI to do what he asked him to do, and I wish MSI would try to be considerate of everything even if he didn’t tell him.Although the caregiver is still clumsy, but at least he is busy and cheerful. He can't wait to hang Zhu Weixing on his body, hug him wherever he goes, and forget his bad face and temper. Zhu MSI is not used to it.

Before leaving, considering that it was still inconvenient for Zhu MSI to move, the two extravagantly ordered a car to go to the airport.

Xuan Lang left a day earlier than them, and the school urged him to rush back to announce the good news.Teacher Xuan is very knowledgeable. He didn’t ask if Zhu Weixing wants to be with him. He only left a message when he left to let Zhu Weixing, who rarely came out, have a good time and come back. He will deal with the trivial matters at school.

Zhu Weixing is not a person who is used to idleness, and he decides to return to U City when he can sleep a little bit.He misses his grandma and family, and he also takes care of work and study, so he can't play freely.

Jiang Yi scolded him for working hard, but Zhu Weixing glanced at him lightly, then lost his temper, and went to pack his luggage muttering.

But his worry is not unreasonable, Zhu Weixing is still a little bit weak, and fell asleep leaning against Jiang Yi when he got into the car, relying on the people around him to guide the security check all the way, no longer like leaving home alone There is no sense of security in the whole process of hanging up like that.

After entering the waiting room, while watching Jiang Yi go to buy some food for his stomach, he finally woke up a little bit.Looking at the travel brochure of Province O placed next to the seat, Zhu Weixing felt a little bit sad when he realized that he was leaving here, so he took out a copy and started to read it.

He has gained a lot here, and he feels sad to leave, and wants to see what else is fun, and maybe he can come back again when he has the opportunity.

Suddenly, his eyes focused on one of the pages, which was a full-page photo of a rural night scene with a full moon and a small road. The atmosphere of the picture was very rural and beautiful, but it was also a bit popular, not very distinctive.But Zhu Weixing felt deja vu for some reason.

Going to see the relevant introduction, the photo shows a place called Minghui Village in a lower-level county in O Province. In the early years, due to inconvenient transportation and relatively closed and backward, many local folk customs were preserved. Once the bridge is built, you can get there with cars and boats, and it has been turned into a new tourist attraction by the government and vigorously promoted everywhere.

Sure enough, at the temple fair in that village, Zhu Weixing saw the folk scene of ghost faces in groups again. Under the moonlit night, they gathered around the fire, celebrating with joy, singing and dancing.

Postscript under the picture: Nuo dance to sacrifice to the gods, and bonfire to welcome guests.

Zhu Weixing stared at the picture in a daze, suddenly someone tapped his shoulder, he was startled, and turned his head to meet a cute girl's face.

Zhu Weixing retreated a bit and recognized the other party. It was the runner-up of the Golden Rhythm Award, the little girl who chatted with him at the lottery, Zhang Mingming.

Zhang Mingming was a little more enthusiastic than before, lying on the armchair beside him, he said to Zhu Weixing, "What a coincidence, are you leaving today?"

The two should not be on the same plane, but it was indeed a coincidence.

Zhu Weixing nodded to her: "Hello."

Zhang Mingming said: "You played so well on the day of the final, and I was convinced that I lost, so I wanted to say hello to you after the game, but I didn't expect to find you when I went around the venue. I asked your teacher about him. Didn't tell me the phone number."

When it was mentioned about the time after the game, Zhu Weixing thought of some scenes, and was immediately embarrassed. He avoided the girl's eyes and didn't answer.

Zhang Mingming naturally didn't pay attention, instead he apologized to Zhu Weixing first: "I should be the one who is more embarrassed to say it. I solemnly say sorry to you for scolding you before. I hope you don't mind."

Zhu MSI didn't understand, when did the other party scold him?

Seeing his blank face, Zhang Mingming was also surprised: "You really don't remember?"

Zhu Weixing suddenly remembered that Zhang Mingming told himself that they met at a funeral during the lottery. It must be that thing?

Zhang Mingming was speechless: "Your memory is worse than mine."

Zhu Weixing asked: "Whose funeral?"

Zhang Mingming shook his head: "I don't know."

Not sure whose funeral it is?What are they two doing there?

Zhang Mingming replied: "We are going to perform. I was only a freshman in high school three years ago. I went to live with my grandmother in U City during the summer vacation. I wanted to find a part-time job there that could practice hands and make money. I was recommended by my extracurricular teacher to join the U Sound Symphony Orchestra." To be honest, the band is really good, a bit worse than my high school band, otherwise they would not be able to accept commercial performances casually, but they are too picky, even accepting music at funerals. They even treat people like you Let it in, even if the flutist had gastroenteritis that day and happened to meet you, you can't just hire such a careless temporary worker."

After finishing speaking, I felt that it was inappropriate, and continued to apologize to Zhu Weixing.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm quick to talk. But I'm serious. At that time, I really disliked your level and scolded you. Even if it's a funeral, I can't be fooled like you, right. The whole process is the same as being an undercover agent. It’s not about playing at all. No kidding, your piano is really much better than your flute, so let’s focus on the development of the previous instrument in the future, don’t waste your talent.”

This girl is really outspoken, Zhu Weixing didn't mind, he just frowned and analyzed, three years ago... Judging from Zhu Liangliang's flute level, it really doesn't seem like he can enter the U-tone Symphony Orchestra, but he just happens to know the flute, That day, the flute player was sick again, and said that there was nothing tricky in it, and I was sorry for what Zhu Weixing had learned about Zhu Liangliang's character.

What kind of funeral would make him rack his brains so hard to get in?Still acting like an undercover agent?

"The reward is very generous?" This is the most possible possibility that Zhu Weixing can think of.

This Zhang Mingming also admitted, nodded: "It's really a lot, just this one, it's twice as much as my second year's tuition."

Zhu Weixing asked again: "Is the owner of the funeral rich?"

Zhang Mingming nodded again: "It should be. The scene is very big. The owner should be a music fan or has a relationship with classical music. Otherwise, I really can't think of anyone who will invite the band to play and sing for more than two hours at the funeral. Even if they want I will find another place for the commemoration. I have never seen a group of bands directly performing live. It is completely enclosed and makes it mysterious. I was surprised that even the U City Symphony Orchestra could be invited for that little remuneration. Why did I choose a college student? After thinking about it, I have to sign a non-disclosure contract, and I am not allowed to bring my mobile phone. The scene is also weird, so young people can boldly keep their secrets."

Zhu Weixing: "Didn't you see the photo?" He originally wanted to ask the person in the coffin, but felt that the topic was impolite, so he changed his approach.

Zhang Mingming knew he was talking about the portrait: "You want to talk about the coffin, right? That day there was no coffin, only ashes, and there were two altars. The first time I saw the funeral was cremated first, or two people together. You really don't have the impression Is it? You have such a big heart, such a strange thing, you should never forget it for the rest of your life."

Zhang Mingming: "But the scene was really not too scary at the time. I still thought it was beautiful and sad, because there were flowers everywhere. The two who died, or one of them, must have been very delicate and exquisite when they were alive. Alone, it is still possible to be so cared for by others, to take care of and mourn for him. At that time, we all privately guessed what kind of relationship the owners of the two ashes had during their lifetime, and they would commemorate and never leave them together after death. But leaving Looking back at that place, I think it’s so weird, it’s not scary to say it’s scary, it’s just weird, extremely weird. What’s more, the person who presided over the funeral was an albino.”

Zhu Weixing came back to her senses, and hurriedly turned out her mobile phone to enter the search engine, and pulled up a photo to ask Zhang Mingming.

"Is it him?"

Zhang Mingming didn't seem to know Miao Lan, but he still nodded when he saw the picture: "Yes, yes, he is a very handsome man, but he has white hair and white skin, and he likes to wear white, which is very eerie. Wow, he is still very famous, Sure enough, he is a rich man. Hey, don’t you remember now, even he knows it.”

For the funeral of the two, cremation first and then commemoration, plus the ghost king Miao Lan was also there... Reminiscent of the two altars of ashes in the black villa in the middle of the lake, Zhu Weixing has a vague feeling about who the classical music at the funeral was played for. answer.

So Yan Jinliang died three years ago?But Lou Mingyue was four years ago, so there may be some differences in this time period.

It's just...how did Zhu Liangliang know?And I knew it three years ago, even earlier than when Meng Ji had an accident, when Zhu Liangliang picked up the incense ashes in the red light?How did he know it?

Just thinking about it, seeing Jiang Yiti looking at a lunch box and walking from a distance, Zhu Weixing wanted to signal to him that he was sitting here, but suddenly Zhang Mingming said: "You have changed a lot from the time we met before. I still don’t dare to admit it, if I hadn’t seen your friend, I wouldn’t be sure until now.”

Zhu Weixing was startled: "What?"

He pointed at Jiang Yi: "Do you know him?"

Zhang Mingming said, "It doesn't count as acquaintance, it's just the one time I met."

Zhu Weixing: "He was also at...the funeral?"

"That's right, the funeral was weird, but think about it, the only living person who appeared was a handsome guy. It's no wonder that most of U Yin's troupe composed of girls can continue to play willingly," Zhang Mingming nodded, and then After reacting, he squinted at him, "Oh~~~~ So you were pretending to be stupid when you said you didn't remember, you were secretly watching him for two hours that day, but now he is accompanying you all the time in the game, short oil, tsk tsk tsk... ..."

Zhu Weixing was silent, as if he was there in a daze.

Zhang Mingming wanted to say something, but when he came up to Jiang Yi and stared at him with a sullen expression, the little girl was so scared that she even forgot what she wanted to say.Thanks to the broadcast to inform her that the plane was about to start boarding, she stubbornly snatched Zhu Weixing's mobile phone and dialed her own number in exchange. After saying "Contact again", she hurried away.

Zhu Weixing left behind to stare blankly at Jiang Yi, who suddenly felt a little strange in front of him.