sincerity of lies

Dark and sweet all night.

Until a cool morning breeze woke Huo Ranyin from his sleep.He moved his hand and touched to the side, his memory was still in last night, when Ji Xun embraced him in his arms.

But the outstretched hand was empty, the expected warm body did not appear in the palm, he only touched the cold hand.

Huo Ranyin opened his eyes, turned his head with a trace of waking up, and the other side of the bed was empty.

"Ji Xun?" Huo Ranyin raised his voice and called out.

However, there was no echo, and there was only cold air flowing in the empty house. The cold air surrounded his voice and walked alone in the house.

The last trace of confusion faded from Huo Ranyin's body.

He frowned, touched the mobile phone by the bed, glanced at the time, and immediately felt annoyed.

Eight o'clock in the morning, so late?

I didn't do anything last night, and the routine that had been fixed for many years was broken.

The last time it was broken was——

He thought of some...some pictures of himself and Ji Xun, and suddenly felt hot behind his ears.

He forced himself to take his attention away from these pictures and think again:

What about Ji Xun?have they gone?

On the side of the bed that belonged to Ji Xun, the quilt was uncluttered, so neat that it did not leave any human traces, as if Ji Xun was lying on it without even turning over.

Has the other party not slept all night?What's the need to leave so early?

He sat up straight, got up with his clothes on, and opened the bedroom door.

The morning light has shone into the window. Standing in the corridor of the house, the first thing Huo Ranyin saw was the sofa in the living room with the plastic film removed, except for the room that became increasingly deserted in the morning blue.

Although Ji Xun was standing at the door waiting for him last night, except for one lamp in the bedroom, all the other lights were off. He followed Ji Xun through the darkness to the light, completely unaware of whether there was anything wrong in the room.

He stopped and looked at the sofa for two seconds, then turned and walked towards the study.

His footsteps were a little hurried, and at this moment, he remembered more things, such as Ji Xun's eyes that rested on him last night, such as the wine that appeared by the bedside, such as Ji Xun's determination to sleep with him.

Change the angle.

As long as you raise your vigilance a little bit and look at it from another angle, you can easily realize another possibility, a possibility that is completely opposite to what you felt last night-Ji Xun would do this just to keep him out of sight, nothing more than There is something I don't want him to find out!

He broke into the study and glanced at the cardboard box.

The cardboard boxes on the ground were all empty.

Empty boxes, like huge mouths opened wantonly, rushed towards him, biting his flesh and blood.

Weird weakness hit his body, Huo Ranyin raised his hand to support the door frame, his eyelashes trembled, like a butterfly in a strong wind, but those eyes still lifted up, under the butterfly-like eyelashes, It is a pair of black pupils with a cold light.

He withdrew his hand and walked forward.

At this time, Huo Ranyin did not walk in a hurry like before.

His steps were neither fast nor slow, and were extremely light, and every step of his toes on the floor was silent.

He came to the bookshelf, took out the "Personality Psychology", his hand landed on the cover, slowly rubbing it, his expression didn't change much, only the corners of his mouth were straightened, flattened, and a line was formed. Deep blade.

Ji Xun stayed in the cemetery.

He was driving the car, which was parked in the cemetery's parking lot.Not far below the parking lot is the farewell hall for the remains. He stayed in the car, and he only had to glance down to catch a glimpse of Gao Shuang and Zhuo Zangying's family members.

They came later than Ji Xun, they arrived one after another, and when they arrived, it was as if the Chuhe-Han boundary had been divided, and they resolutely refused to take a step towards each other's position.

Today's weather is quite good, the scorching sun is hanging high in the sky, and it is a perfect contrast to the "Sun Never Sets" played in his car.

He looked at the flat ground in front of the farewell hall.

Both families have only one son and only daughter, and both families are white-haired and black-haired.

Both family members also know about the lawsuit of the dead couple.

They still appeared here together, maybe there are many considerations, such as the gossip of the neighbors, the reputation of their children, and their grandson—the only child among the four gray-haired old people.

That is Xiaojun.

Gao Shuang and Zhuo Zangying's son are in the first grade this year.

The staff of the funeral home were packing up the farewell hall. The two families left the farewell hall and walked up the mountain road for a while, which happened to be close to the parking lot where Ji Xun was.

Xiaojun followed grandma.

Gao Shuang's mother suddenly waved to him: "Xiaojun, come to grandma."

Grandma disagreed, and she sneered suddenly: "I haven't pursued the matter of your son killing my daughter."

Just as grandma was about to retort, a black car drove up from the road, and the two families shut up.

When the car left, the topic that had just been interrupted was resumed.

"I don't even bother to talk about your daughter's crap."

"What happened to my daughter?"

"Two, the corpse is here. Come here and claim the corpse." The funeral home worker who was cleaning up the farewell hall below shouted at them. Naturally, the four people who stumbled a few words shut their mouths again.

Ji Xun in the car had a mocking smile on his lips.

When a white-haired person sends a black-haired person, there is countless anger in their hearts.

But anger is always difficult to express directly on the face.

Maybe they are worried about Xiao Jun who is next to him with his head bowed; maybe they are worried about their face, their self-esteem, their identity... After all, they are a family with some assets, and their face has been lost, and they can't lose face again.

On and off like this, no matter what, the two families who want to whitewash the calm in front of outsiders are coincidentally—inevitably—fighting for the only thing of value now.

Xiaojun.

People from the Zhuo family want to rob him, and people from the Gao family want to rob him too.

Looking at Xiao Jun now, Ji Xun thought of Chang Chang who narrowly escaped death last night.Different yet similar.

The number of cars in the parking lot gradually increased. They were relatives of Zhuo Gao's family, as well as relatives and friends of Zhuo Gao's two families.

Because the body was destroyed by Mo Nai and could not be repaired, the people in the mourning hall skipped the part of seeing off the remains, and only had a black and white photo to wander around for admiration.

Ji Xun went to the place where Gao Shuang's relatives and friends were not too many. They were women around his age, either classmates, girlfriends, or colleagues.

This can be heard from the soft conversation of these people.

Next to Ji Xun, there are one-on-one chatting with a woman who claims to be a classmate and a woman who claims to be a former colleague.

The person in off-white clothes and the person in gray clothes introduced themselves as the HR of Gao Shuang's former company. The last time I saw Gao Shuang was around New Year's Day.The one in the gray clothes said that the last time he saw Gao Shuang got married, and Gao Shuang had no contact with him since he had a baby, and he didn't expect to leave so young.

Ji Xun listened, his heart moved slightly, he walked over and asked: "Why did you meet on New Year's Day?"

The woman in off-white clothes sighed: "What else can it be? She came to inquire about her job, and she almost became a colleague again. Isn't this the beginning of the full opening of the second child this year? Our boss thought about it and felt that she With such a good family background, it is very likely that they will have a second child, and they will be rejected in the end."

The gray clothes asked curiously: "Ah Shuang still wants to come out to work? Doesn't she have to worry about food and clothing, and travels and plays games in her circle of friends very chicly? Why do you want to work with poor people like us?"

Mi Baiyi shrugged: "Quiet and eager to move? I don't know, she came to our boss two years ago, and she was also looking for headhunters to invest in other companies, but at that time she raised a bit high conditions..."

Two years ago... Ji Xun's fingers were a little stiff, and he subconsciously asked: "I heard that she used to be an executive with a high salary?"

"Yes, she is very capable, but our industry is developing too fast. She has been married and had children for so long. It is a bit embarrassing to take the same position when she comes back--the position is low, and she must not look down on her. , I know that the few companies she applied for a job ended up being dirty because of this. But this year when she came to ask, the requirements were not so high, she just wanted to find a casual job. Who knows that there are unpredictable things...she left so suddenly .”

Two years ago, before New Year's Day.

Gao Shuang is full of ability.

These two prerequisites played back and forth in Ji Xun's mind, and a highlighter was automatically generated in his mind to mark them with emphasis.

Time is too delicate!

"Apart from these two time points, has Gao Shuang ever looked for a job at any other time?" Ji Xun asked HR impatiently.

"Then I don't know much about it." HR gave Ji Xun a weird look, and didn't want to answer at first, but when she saw the handsome man showing anxiety, she faintly sympathized and said a few words of comfort, "But I Anyway, I haven't heard that she has looked for a job at other times. Probably not, after all, our industry is not too big, and those who have reached a certain position and have some ability to come out to find a job, everyone can hear some rumors..."

A joke card that had been hidden all along was completely revealed at this time.

Ji Xun thought through many things in an instant.

He figured out the motive of another answer about Gao Shuang and Zhuo Zangying, this answer he had been reluctant to think about but had to think about since he saw Huo Ranyin's homework last night.

But this answer—this answer—to whom?

He stood in a corner of the mourning hall, his eyes swept forward.

He saw guests who came to express their condolences, a group of black and white poles in the mourning hall.

He also saw Zhuo Zangying's parents standing on the left side of the mourning hall, their faces were sad; he also saw Gao Shuang's parents, they were also very sad, and beside them was a little child, Xiaojun.

Xiaojun came from Zhuo Zangying's parents to Gao Shuang's parents.

Perhaps when he was not paying attention, Gao Shuang's parents temporarily won the custody of the child, and they were able to take and raise the child whose surname was Zhuo by his side.

Because Zhuo Zangying killed Gao Shuang.

If he said...

Someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Ji Xun was shocked and turned around suddenly.

Huo Ranyin stood behind him.

Before Ji Xun could react, he was taken out of the farewell hall by Huo Ranyin. They walked up the mountain road, and the wind blew down from the mountain. They walked all the way to the parking lot.

Outside the parking pad is a cliff, and the city can be seen behind the cliff.

The sun disappeared again at this time, and the continuous steel city was shrouded in a gloomy gray fog, just like Ji Xun's mood at this moment.

"You saw the homework last night." Huo Ranyin spoke first.

He didn't give Ji Xun time to evade, pretend to be confused, or make jokes.

He turned his head and went on.

"Why did you treat me that way afterwards?"

Huo Ranyin cut the butter with a hot knife and told the secret in one go.

"—After you know that I killed my parents, why, that attitude towards me?"