God is Daozu

After Li Simian left the teaching building, he saw Daniel at a glance. On a cloudy day, his fair face shuttled among the branches of dead trees. Li Simian waved his hand.

"Where are you going? There will be a personal ranking award ceremony in the afternoon."

Daniel hurriedly pointed to his bracelet, and Li Simian immediately understood that things were progressing.

The two hurried to the library. Li Simian knew that Daniel was very suspicious, and he would only open the message on the bracelet in an environment he trusted. After entering Guan Cangming's independent meeting room, Daniel opened the bracelet, and on the light screen It shows Fu Xin's few relationships, one of them is particularly eye-catching, but there is no photo.

"Mr. Ji Xuemen's youngest son? This is unbelievable. Fu Xin actually has contacts with Mr. Ji Xuemen's youngest son. I heard that Mr. Ji's youngest son was autistic when he was young, and he didn't attend any events when he grew up. Charity clubs often lock themselves up, and his wife is also very low-key, how did they get involved..." Li Simian was stunned, and suddenly remembered that Fu Xin was also a person who didn't like to talk.

"...This makes sense. After Fu Xin dropped out of school, he entered the top biological research institute in the second district. Although the Ji family left the first district, they still have a great influence in the second district. Moreover, Ji Xuemen's youngest son and His wife is both engaged in biological research, which is the same research direction as Fu Xin, but what is the relationship between Qiang orange and Fu Xin, and why did the cabin of Qiang orange land in Fu Xin's house at that time?"

Before Daniel could speak, the wristbands of both of them vibrated. It was less than an hour before the awarding of the individual competition, and the top ten had to share their experience.

"Go to the awards first."

Li Simian opened his speech draft and took a quick glance, "Have the coordinates of the cabin's starting point been deciphered?"

"almost."

Li Simian nodded, looking at the expressionless Daniel

"Don't you think things are getting more and more unimaginable?"

Daniel looked at the speech script on his light screen without saying a word.

"Aren't you always anxious to go home? Now that the end-of-semester confrontation is over, you can go home in the afternoon. Why come to see me presenting awards?"

As soon as Daniel walked into the backstage, he heard Qiangju's voice. Li Simian wanted to say hello, but Daniel stopped him. Qiangju was revising his speech like everyone else. Gao Lan was listening and gave Qiangju some advice from time to time. .

"Remember to smile when the time comes, and you can fake it... It doesn't have to be so fake, just forget it." Gao Lan hit Qiang Ju's head with the manuscript bitterly.

Daniel and Li Simian found a remote place to revise the speech. He was afraid that he would affect Qiang Ju. Daniel was reading the manuscript, and occasionally raised his eyes to look at Qiang Ju. Qiang Ju was wearing a black sweater, and his slender legs were lined by military boots. , his expression is very focused, his snow-white neck is lined by a sweater, which is white and fragile, his face is sideways, and Daniel can see his lowered eyes, his face, which rarely smiles, sinks and looks majestic, subtly hidden in the In his youthful spirit, Gao Lan guided Qiang Ju, Qiang Ju listened intently, nodded occasionally, suddenly he smiled, it wasn't that kind of bright smile, he was a little shy, but also very serious when he smiled, Purely heart-warming.

"Those who haven't learned command actually got in here."

Daniel heard someone sarcasm, Li Simian frowned and wanted to get up, but Daniel stopped Li Simian from moving.

Qiang Ju held the paper manuscript in one hand and stood upright. He continued to read his manuscript, while Gao Lan smiled provocatively.

"I really don't know how it got in."

"I'll take you to ask the teacher, do you want to ask Guan Cangming or Xiao Yin?" Gao Lan asked.

The boy laughed, the backstage was quiet for a second, and then the voices of each reading their speeches sounded again.

10 minutes later, a teacher walked into the lounge and informed that No. 5 would start speaking on stage in 10 minutes. Everyone in the lounge became more focused and made final revisions.

At No.7, Qiangju was called by name, and Liu Rong held the speech script in the distance and was silent for a while, looking at Qiangju.

"Go, I've asked Senior Yin Deng to take pictures in the auditorium, and I'm going to the audience now." Gao Lan patted Qiang Ju on the back.

"Why are you nervous?" Gao Lan joked.

Qiang Ju smiled and looked away from Liu Rong, took the military jacket from Gao Lan's hand, Qiang Ju handed the speech to Gao Lan, and walked forward while putting on the coat. Daniel saw that the young man was beautiful Thin fingers passed through the cuffs, and the military uniform was put on the boy neatly. The boy adjusted his collar and took the military cap, which was firmly buttoned on his black hair. He passed by the boy who had just sneered at him. Suddenly, he turned his face to the side, and Daniel could see Qiang Ju's snow-white side face looking down at the boy with black eyes condescending, but Qiang Ju didn't say anything, just buttoned his last button solemnly, and then pushed Open the door to the front.

Suddenly Daniel opened his eyes wide. He remembered the moment when he was standing in the cemetery. Grandpa was lying under the white tombstone next to him. The image that grandpa had kept was released. The young Ji Xuemen in military uniform was facing Grandpa's tombstone came, condescending.

See you on the podium.

Ji Xuemen, who showed his sharpness in his youth, wore a black military uniform and a blue military uniform of Qiang orange.

He had never felt that Qiang Ju and Ji Xuemen were similar, but when these two people were put together, Daniel realized a terrible thing.

Qiang Tangerine is like a copy of Ji Xuemen.

Countless details of the past were pieced together, and Qiang Ju was lying on his shoulders singing a Christmas song in a mess of languages, which Ji Xuemen seemed to have sung in the same way many years ago.

In Fu Xin's network, the name of Ji Xuemen's youngest son seemed to be some kind of omen, and a terrible guess enveloped Daniel, who couldn't even reflect what Li Simian was saying to him.

His bracelet rang at this moment.

There was a lot of noise around him, but he felt that the silence was terrible.

For the first time in his life, he lost the courage to face it.

"Isn't Daniel coming back today?"

After Qiang Ju finished dinner alone, the servants began to pack up and prepare to leave.

"Sir, go to Mr. Li Simian's place today."

Qiang Ju nodded, the servants left the house, Qiang Ju looked at the old clock on the white wall, the pendulum was swinging back and forth heavily, the house was silent and he was alone, suddenly he felt a strong loneliness.

"Gao Lan, your letter is in your bedroom."

Gao Lan walked upstairs, smiled at his aunt, "Thank you, aunt, no one has touched that package, right?"

"Your sister is at school, how can I have the time to toss your things, so guard against your sister."

Gao Lan laughed and walked two steps and one step to the bedroom, then locked the door, the package lay quietly on the table in his living room, Gao Lan was silent for a while, and opened the package as if making up his mind, a card paste on photo album

Master Gao Lan, this is the memory of Miss's school days, I hope you will cherish it again and again.

Gao Lan opened the photo album. It took two hours to browse through the thick eight photo albums. Finally, a beautiful woman in a red shirt smiled at the camera. A young mother stood between the woman and a man.

The man has a gentle temperament, but looks far away like a cloud. He should be about the same age as his mother and that beautiful woman. The man's snow-white skin has deep eyes, and his body has a youthful innocence, so he stands with others At that time, he was actually younger, and the woman was beautiful and a little stubborn, smiling brightly at the camera.

The second photo is a moving image. Gao Lan saw his mother laughing first, and the man and the woman also laughed. It seemed that the three of them took the photo just now with a suffocated breath. The man and the woman looked at each other. The man He lowered his head slightly and pursed his lips, raised his eyes and gave him another unabashed and affectionate look, then hurriedly passed over the woman's face.

His expression was very light, gentle and too far away, but when the man looked at the woman, Gao Lan was convinced that Qiang Ju was their child, they were the same, there was a kind of restraint in his body, but the sudden affection would come from those eyes Childishly poured out.

The photo was cold under Gao Lan's hands.

He looked at the increasingly gloomy sky outside the window, and everything seemed like a conspiracy was coming.

Daniel and Li Simian got off the plane the next day. They found a desolate villa standing quietly in front of Daniel in a remote mountain. The yard was overgrown with weeds, but Daniel recognized this place at a glance. He once I have seen this place in the works of Qiang Ju.

The defensive and blocking function of the house has long been dead and no longer works. Just like this villa, everything here is old.

Daniel opened the door of the villa, and the dull musty smell pressed against him. He walked to the window and opened the curtains. Light came in, dust floated in the light, and the light directed his sight to the stairs.

He saw that the wall leading to the second floor was covered with photos, dense and frightening, as if something was being held back hastily. Daniel reached out and touched the photos, and the images of the photos started to activate, as if they were lingering in a dead villa , keeping a little life, or quietly waiting for something in the dust.

I walked into this abandoned villa, and I opened his past photos. I was like an uninvited guest in his past years, witnessing everything in his past with sadness and panic.