after the ecstasy accident

The two got into the visitor's car and drove west all the way to Dachaidan.

What about driving? The upper body of the car is a close-fitting black vest, covered with a snow jacket, the cuffs and trouser legs are tightly closed, wearing high mountain boots, and always looking straight ahead. There is the slightest eye contact.

The person who came to meet Xie Yu and the two was a short man, who smiled at everyone and was friendly. He was still chatting with Xie Yu about the weather in Dunhuang for the past two days before getting in the car, and by the way, Xie Yu and Lu Fen chose to come. Dunhuang tourism is definitely a worthwhile decision.

They seemed to have talked a lot along the way, but none of them was nonsense. Xie Yu didn't even ask the man's name until the car drove away for more than 20 minutes.

These two people have very different personalities, but they both carry an aura of gunpowder accumulated over the years, exuding a cold and resolute fortitude.

Xie Yu could guess the identities of these two men without opening the life and death book.

After all, the man in my impression who would lead him to chase cats and dogs all over the yard, and go out for a walk with the little him on his neck, had the same aura as those two men in his body.

Han Leijing.

Xie Yu repeated the name silently in his heart again.

He has never seen this person, but he once hid in the closet and fell asleep while playing hide-and-seek with his brother, and overheard the conversation between his father and mother when he was half asleep. At that time, not long after his father came home, he said to his mother, If one day he cut off contact, unless a man named Han Leijing came to them and told them that it was dawn, otherwise, no matter who came to the door, his mother would kill him? Never knew him.

It was this name that Xie Yu checked on his first night when he was promoted to judge.

But the world is so big, with tens of thousands of people with the same name, Xie Yu only has one name that does not refer to anything, and it is impossible to accurately identify the person he is really looking for among the many [Han Leijing].

Unexpectedly, in the end, it was Yang Heping who sent the clue of this person to him.

Because he had to deal with these suspicious and cautious special professionals, Yang Heping used methods to give Lu Fen an identity.

This is really an amazing thank you gift.

Xie Yu thought? Thinking of that text message and the phone call that Meng Kesichen and the two could no longer get through, his expression was slightly gloomy.

But why? Meng Kesichen, who had nothing to do with this matter, was also involved?

Lu Fen sat next to Xie Yu. He did not protest Xie Yu's neglect of him, but stared at the passing scenery outside the car window, his eyes flickering.

"Here we are." The man driving the car parked the car firmly in front of a small second floor that looked like a restaurant, and turned his head.

The short man looked at the small second floor outside the car window, opened the seat belt? paused, and finally got out of the car.

Xie Yu was the last to get out of the car, and just as he was about to close the door, he heard the man sitting in the driver's seat whisper: "Thank you, Consultant, thank you."

Xie Yu's hand holding the car door paused for a moment, and he closed the car door silently.

Before he understands the ins and outs of the matter, he will not and is not qualified to make any promises.

***

The first floor of the small second floor is an ordinary restaurant, maybe it is not at the meal time, or maybe the taste is really not very good, there is only one clerk and the old lady behind the counter who counts the calculator.

The short man led Xie Yu and Lu Fen straight into the backyard and went up the narrow dark stairs to the second floor.

Most of the small second floors in the local area are for business on the first floor and self-occupation on the second floor. There are half-dried sheets and quilts hanging on the railings of the corridor upstairs, and children's clothes are shaking on the wire ropes in the wind.

The man stopped at the corridor and didn't go in. Instead, he stood at the door, smiled at Xie Yu, and pointed inside.

There was only Si Chen sitting cross-legged in the center of the room.

His face was pale, with a feeling of weakness that resembled blood loss.

Xie Yu walked over quickly: "What's going on?"

Si Chen shook his head and did not answer Xie Yu, but asked directly, "Are there any traces of ghosts left in this room?"

Xie Yu froze for a moment.

Si Chen himself is the most talented celestial master of this generation. Although Xie Yu doesn't know whether he has Yin Yang eyes, it is still very easy to catch Yin ghosts. Why should I ask him?

Even though he thought this way, Xie Yu still looked around the room according to Si Chen's words, his eyes swept over every corner, and stopped on the small pot of succulents on the windowsill that exuded a faint yin energy.

Lu Fen leaned against the door of the room and glanced at Si Chen and Xie Yu, looking on indifferently.

Si Chen noticed Xie Yu's eyes, and the moment he stood up, he even staggered forward because his movements were too urgent.

Xie Yu gave him a hand, and then watched Si Chen step up to the pot of succulents, his hands trembled, he clenched into a fist and then let go, holding the small potted plant in the palm of his hand.

Si Chen's fingers suddenly touched a small bump in the corner of the flower pot. After recognizing what was written, tears dripped from his eyes.

After a few seconds, he took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, with a firm expression, and dug out the small green plant from the flowerpot.

……

"How is it possible?!" Si Chen almost turned the palm-sized small flowerpot carefully inside and out, and even studied every leaf of the small fleshy, but he still couldn't find what he wanted? looking for something.

Si Chen sat on the ground dejectedly, in front of him was a messy flower pot.

Xie Yu saw Si Chen's abnormal behavior, and suddenly asked: "He... who are you?"

"He is my father." Si Chen raised his head to look at Xie Yu, "He was also the one-line contact person for Uncle Xie who disappeared for 20 years."

When did Si Chen investigate this matter? Much earlier than Xie Yu.

He was an orphan picked up by his master. He was born with the fate of Chiya, and he was doomed to be unlucky in his life. If he did good, he could only counteract the evil spirit of fate.He originally thought that Master was his savior, but he didn't expect that Master told him on the day he became an adult that it was his father's voluntary merits that had protected him for the first half of his life.

His father, whom he had never met, was a true hero. He was unknown and obscure, but he gave him all the merits of life and death.

No matter how talented and profound a celestial master is, he can't count his own destiny, nor can he count the people who are closer to him.

Sichen traced the clues about his father by following a thread he accidentally caught back then, but the traces were broken halfway through the investigation.But it was also at that time that Si Chen knew his father's name and the comrade-in-arms who had a very close relationship with his father.

"I was supposed to leave the hospital on the day of the car accident, but I saw you instead." Si Chen said hoarsely, "I recognized it right away, you are the only one marked in that file who knows the true identity of my father." son of a policeman."

Si Chen originally thought that his parents had been reincarnated. After all, he had never sensed the slightest blood connection with his own blood for so many years.

However, just half a month ago, someone sent him a photo of the "room" where Han Leijing lived before his death, with the address written on the back.

He came to Qinghai Dachaidan alone without telling Meng Ke, and as soon as he entered the small second floor, he ran into face to face with Meng Ke who was said to have been dispatched temporarily.

When he came to the room where his father had lived for more than ten years, he vaguely felt that his father's death was not simple, even...

Si Chen held Xie Yu's arm tightly, and met Xie Yu's eyes: "Ah Yu, I know the rules of the underworld, I don't ask? His birth and death years and the cause of death, I just ask? One word—”

"Is he... still there?"

Xie Yu didn't answer, but stretched out his hand to pinch Si Chen's poor little succulent, and broke it apart. Si Chen grabbed his own arm and slowly placed the little green plant on Si Chen. Chen's palm.

Si Chen's eyes became brighter and brighter, his teeth were dead? He was biting his lower lip, forcing himself to press the words he wanted to say in his throat.

***

The two of them got on the plane back to Beijing almost that night.

Lu Fen asked? Xie Yu: "Have you found it?"

Xie Yu leaned on the seat with his eyes closed, and responded in a low voice, "Yes."

Knowing about Han Leijing's real identity and where he lived before his death, Xie Yu quickly found out about Han Leijing in the life and death book.

Han Leijing had already died nine years ago, and the cause of death was clearly written: death due to blunt force trauma.

He was deliberately murdered.

Si Chen's feeling was not wrong. After Han Leijing's death, he was not extradited to the underworld by Wuchang, but he did not stay in the room he lived in before his death. He was still wandering in the Yangshi.

Then there is only one situation left. He is bound by the obsession that he cannot give up in the place where he once died.

Si Chen thought that there would be some message left in the succulent potted plant, but Xie Yu noticed the succulent plant at the first sight when he entered that room.

——The clean, neatly furnished and cold room? Does it look a little bit out of place? Softness.

Sichen found the name that Han Leijing had carved for his son on the flowerpot.

But the pot of succulents may not just be a substitute for Han Leijing to miss his son.

Xie Yu once saw a potted plant that was exactly the same as that succulent, the same species and the exact same flowerpot style, even the shape of the opening on one side of the pot was exactly the same.

On Guo Changshan's desk.

***——***——***

The first thing Xie Yu did when he returned to Beijing was to enter Guo's house directly through the window, and opened Guo Changshan's study room familiarly, but he didn't find the succulent potted plant that he remembered on the desk.

With a sullen face, he took out his mobile phone and sent Guo Changshan a message: Where are you?

Guo Changshan: The hospital, just out of the operating room.How did you come back so soon?

Xie Yu: Where is the pot of succulent on your table?

Guo Changshan replied:?

Xie Yu clicked into Guo Changshan's circle of friends, found the sour copywriting and pictures he once posted, and circled the pot of succulents on the table in the photo.

Guo Changshan paused for a while, and came back with a photo: This?I ran away from home in the past two days and took my cutie to the hospital. What are you doing?

Xie Yu: Wait.

Putting the phone back into his pocket, Xie Yu, who had been concentrating on thinking about things, realized that Lu Fen, who was always clinging to him, hadn't followed.

He stood in Guo Changshan's study and looked down, only to see Lu Fen standing in front of the small swing in the garden at the entrance of Xie's house with his back facing this direction, gently stroking the hemp rope hanging from the small swing with his fingers.

"Thinking? What?" Xie Yu turned out from the window on the second floor and landed steadily, walking towards Lu Fen.

Lu Fen turned to look at him and smiled: "Think? When you were young."

Xie Yu thought about his great achievements of catching birds and cats in the famous compound when he was a child, and immediately didn't want to ask. He changed the subject and said, "I'm going to Guo Changshan."

"Hmm..." Lu Fen stretched his waist, turned around and sat on the low swing, stretched his long legs, and said lazily, "Come back and bring me a family bucket, I love you~"

……

Not long after Xie Yu left, Lu Fen met the person he was waiting for.

The author has something to say: touching my chin, I feel that I want to be cool when I write Wanhua Changge, and I want to be abused when I write about Mingjiao. Flying anger, tsk

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