Dangerous Personality

Since Z wants to see Xie Lin kill him, he might as well "kill" him.

Just do a full set of acting.

When he said that sentence, Xie Lin's pupils widened unconsciously, as if to say "Are you crazy?"

With Chi Qing's back facing the river, the rapids behind him were blown to the shore by the wind, and the waves rolled up and fell back again. He was surrounded by the dark river water and the dark sky, but these were not as dark as the color of his pupils.

Chi Qing repeated: "'Kill' me."

Xie Lin can drive a car and hit other people's cars recklessly, and he can also run around and become a "murderer". It's not him.

In the end, Chi Qing suddenly exerted force on the handle of the knife in a direction that no one else could see, and took action before Xie Lin had time to react——

The river was running fast that night.

After Chi Qing fell backwards, the river was stained deeper with blood, not long after, the waves rolled with dark red blood and went deeper.

Chi Qing cautiously got off the car one kilometer before the new residence arranged by the director for Xie Lin. Holding an umbrella, he walked through the long and narrow old-fashioned alley, stopped in front of a certain building, and then collected the dripping With a black umbrella, he walked upstairs step by step.

In the spiraling corridors, he heard a child on the first floor being taught by his parents for not doing his homework. The steps of the stairs in this building are rough and rough. Heavy drinking in broad daylight.

He walked to the sixth floor, took the key out of his pocket and opened the door.

No one will find out that there are two people with suspicious identities living in this building.

Xie Lin slept soundly at first, until he stumbled to his side in a daze, and found that there was no one beside him, and he never fell asleep again.

When Chi Qing entered the door, he was smoking, afraid that he would smell the smoke, Xie Lin snuffed out the cigarette.

Chi Qing repelled the smell of smoke, and stood at the door for a while until the smell dissipated before entering the room: "Why didn't you continue to sleep? Did you wake up?"

Xie Lin didn't answer, but squinted his eyes and asked, "What are you doing running out? Does it hurt?"

"I want to see the funeral." Chi Qing's preferences are still so uncertain, "It doesn't hurt."

"..."

Xie Lin didn't know what to say about this person's preference for watching funerals.

"It's okay to watch the funeral."

Chi Qing thought for a while, and said seriously: "After all, you can't see it when you're really dead."

There is nothing wrong with saying this.

Xie Lin carefully inspected the wound on Chi Qing's body, and did not say anything more after confirming that the knife wound was not open.

Chi Qing thought that there should be more exchanges and communication between the two, of course, mainly because he ran out secretly and didn't tell him, and he was still a little guilty, so he took the initiative to share what he saw and heard today: "That coffin is not bad. "

"..."

"The posthumous photo is also okay, although if I remember correctly, that photo should be my ID photo taken when I was in college, but it's okay, I don't mind it appearing in the mourning hall in this way."

"........."

"The wreath is very beautiful, but it would be better if there are fewer people coming," Chi Qing said, and began to comment on his funeral, "Why are so many people who don't know me well coming?"

Xie Lin sighed, avoided Chi Qing's wound, and pulled him into his arms: "Are you planning to write a funeral investigation report after observing so carefully?"

Not only can Chi Qing write a funeral investigation report, but he can also personally feel what it feels like to be missed.

Chi Qing's daily necessities, including mobile phones, were delivered by the person in charge of the General Administration. Compared with the previous time, their living environment was much better this time. After Chi Qing's mobile phone was turned on, the originally silent social account notifications popped up eye-catchingly. 99 characters.

All kinds of people sent him messages.

There are corpses who have been lying for many years and have already forgotten who the other party is:

-Your voice and smile will forever remain in my heart.

Xie Lin just saw this sentence: "Who is this, have you ever smiled at him?"

Chi Qing can't remember who this person is, but he is very confident in himself: "Impossible."

- Some people are dead, but he is still alive, some people are alive, but he is already dead.Assistant Chi, we will always remember you.

Xie Lin lowered his eyes and glanced at the side, feeling: "Prophet."

This person hit by mistake, and when he quoted a famous quote, he happened to bump into the truth.

Chi Qing glanced at these unfamiliar people expressionlessly, and scrolled down several pages before finally finding a few familiar ones.

Wu Zhi who is still in the temple: Life turns out to be so fast-changing... I still remember the first time we met in a bar, although I thought you didn't look like a living person at that time, but I didn't expect life to be impermanent, hey , I lost two friends at once, let's go.

"..."

These people send three or two sentences.

The one who sent the most messages was Ji Mingrui.

His first message was:

- am i dreaming

The second, the time is half an hour later.

- When I wake up, you must return to me.

A few words, no words of remembrance, and nothing more to say.

But Chi Qing was stunned for a long time at these two sentences.

He thought back to many years ago.

He and Ji Mingrui have known each other for too long. When they first met, he didn't want to have many friends, he just thought he was noisy.But this person doesn't know where his sense of justice comes from, and he has to tell him everything in the class.

During the noisy lunch break, Ji Mingrui leaned next to his desk and talked to him: "Hey, do you know what the scud in our class did today?"

"Do not want to know."

Ji Mingrui said to himself: "He heard that there are chicken legs in the cafeteria today, but they are limited, so he took the way to the cafeteria as a 500-meter speed track, even if we are a few minutes late, he will still be the first one to arrive canteen."

"Oh, but it's none of my business..." What?

"—but today the cafeteria doesn't have chicken legs at all hahahahaha!"

"..."

Chi Qing was writing a topic at the time, and was almost so bored by the story of the scud, chicken legs, and the canteen that he broke his pen.

Why do these trivial things that I thought were boring at the time remember so clearly?

The picture in front of Chi Qing flashed back from the classroom to the funeral scene, and he suddenly felt that the black and white he saw standing on the side of the road did not seem to be a cold color. After he "died", what he felt was not cold, but cold. temperature.

Chi Qing continued to flip through the chat records.

The next day, Ji Mingrui probably woke up. He didn't sleep for more than five hours, so he probably didn't sleep well.

He woke up from his sleep and found that he was still lying on the hospital bed. All this was not a dream, so he had to face the news that his best brother had passed away.

- You are, to be honest, pretty annoying.

- When I was just assigned to a class, I heard many people say that you have some problems, so let me not get too close to you.

- But who told my mother to be a teacher, who let me know about the mess in your family, I think it's okay, in this living environment, it's understandable to have problems.

- Later I found out that you are actually quite good, you may not have noticed it yourself, I am not saying this because you are no longer here, this is really what I mean.

- I still have a lot to say before I can tell you. In fact, that time we were called by Lao Jiang and asked if we copied each other's homework. I said no. In fact, I copied yours... Then I thought you I made a mistake in the question, and I corrected it for you, and it turned out that I was wrong.

- And that time, do you remember...

……

He sent one after another, reminiscing from the moment the two met each other.

But these messages were destined to go unanswered.

Xie Lin: "Sent so much? What did you say?"

"Recalling the past," Chi Qing said after reading each item, "I have already recalled the second half of the second semester of high school."

The funeral was over, and Ji Mingrui, who had lost his brother, asked the rest of the helpers to eat, and drank in silence by himself—he seldom drank alcohol after work, and even if he drank, he would not drink too much, for fear of getting drunk and causing trouble.

But today he couldn't control himself and drank one cup after another.

When he was half drunk, he took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Chi Qing, but his finger moved away from the call button.

Then he clicked on the chat box between the two of them and typed a sentence word by word. He really wanted to say "Xie Lin is a lunatic, he is a murderer, is it because you found him that he even wanted to kill you", But he still didn't want to pollute the chat interface in the end: that day, I saw your body lying in the morgue, you said you liked the morgue before, and now you finally lie down in this quiet place you once yearned for.

"..."

The rare emotion called moving in Chi Qing's heart was stuck in his heart for a while.

He really likes the morgue, yes.

But I didn't want to live in it that much either.

"Drip-"

At this moment, in the small living room, a computer placed on the desk rang twice.

The prompt sounded clearly.

Both Chi Qing and Jie Lin knew what this voice meant.

"He" sent a message.

Z: [/image]

Z: Didn't you go to see your friend's funeral?

Chi Qing, who just had her first funeral in her life, stood in front of the computer with a cold face.

Z: Haha, I heard that he was smashed to pieces by the rocks, he was really unlucky.

Xie Lin looked at the screen and typed two words on the keyboard with one hand: Really.

Looked indifferent.

Z: You should go see him off.

L: It's not convenient for me to show up.

Z: So what's so difficult, do you know how I met him?

L:?

Z: There is a way, without being caught by surveillance, and without attracting anyone's attention.

Z: It’s not difficult to find a bus that passes by that street. It’s not difficult to sit in the bus and take a look at the intersection. There are so many vehicles coming and going on the road, who can notice me?

Xie Lin and Chi Qing looked at each other, and they both saw a bit of surprise from the bottom of each other's eyes.

--bus?

On the other side, Ji Mingrui drank too much and went out to blow the air. He leaned against the door, lowered his head and lit a cigarette. When he looked up again, he saw a bus stop on the opposite side of the street facing the gate of the mourning hall. 714 bus The car drove into the station slowly, and after a while, the door opened and many people came down with a "crash".

Ji Mingrui let out a puff of smoke. The bus was some distance away from him. He could vaguely see half of the seats on the bus, and many people were still sitting in the seats. From his angle, he could only see blurred silhouettes. After a while, he looked away.

After the people who got out of the car got out of the car one after another, the doors were quickly closed.

The bus continued forward with the rest of the passengers.

Z only went online for a short while, and his profile picture went gray again.

Before going offline, he said: Let's meet.

Before Xie Lin could say how we met, Z sent another sentence.

Z: Can you find me?