my sick white moonlight

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Zhang Youming never expected that Shi Zhiqing would come to his bedroom with a pillow in his arms.

When the door was pushed open, Zhang Youming had just come out of the shower, his hair hadn't had time to dry, and because his slippers were wet, he walked very cautiously.

Try to avoid making a fool of yourself, this can be regarded as Zhang Youming's greatest dignity in front of Shi Zhiqing while limping.

At this time, human self-esteem likes to listen to sensibility and take the upper hand in thinking. Oh, Zhang Youming is not a human being, but he is no exception at all. As Blind Wang always said, how can there be human emotions?

I am afraid that only Zhang Youming himself knows this point best.

"My mother said you took a ride with Xie Ruocong?" Shi Zhiqing put a pillow on her chest, lay on the bed, and looked at Zhang Youming with her head tilted.

He was in a good mood, which might be the reason why Zhang Youming lived in.

Zhang Youming took a look at Shi Zhiqing, quickly looked away, and said softly, "Well, he said he was going to the publishing house, so it feels like he's lying."

"It's not impossible." Shi Zhiqing turned over, and he noticed that his posture was a bit too casual. "When I got home from work, he dragged my mother and kept talking. He said that loving someone is so hard, and that he didn't know why Nian Xing's mother left him. By the way, Nian Xing's name was changed later, Xie Ruo Never let yourself have a sustenance."

"Really? It looks like an infatuated species."

"However, I find it quite strange. You said that Xie Ruocong's family background is good, he is also good-looking, and has such a lovely daughter, how could he leave so cruelly?" Shi Zhiqing didn't understand, insisted on saying If it's because of Nian Xing's autism, he feels a little far-fetched.

According to Shi Zhenzhu, she and Nian Xing are already very familiar, and Nian Xing is not like what Xie Ruocong said.

"Shh."

Shi Zhiqing wanted to say more, but shut up after seeing Zhang Youming's gesture, he followed Zhang Youming's line of sight and looked over, Nian Xing was standing in the yard again, but this time he didn't hold flowers in his hand.

She seemed to be smiling at Zhang Youming, but she didn't feel like she was looking at something else through Zhang Youming.

"My mother's roses are all wilted, she didn't take any roses today." Shi Zhiqing whispered, and huddled with Zhang Youming by the window, even if he saw Nian Xing's weird smile, he wasn't so scared anymore.

Zhang Youming could smell the faint scent of Shi Zhiqing's body, this guy definitely wore perfume.

"Why do you still wear perfume before going to bed?" Zhang Youming asked.

Shi Zhiqing tilted her head and looked at Zhang Youming, feeling a little embarrassed, do I need to say this?

And now is not the right time to talk about perfume, right?

"Didn't I have a nightmare last night, I just wanted to spray some woody fragrance to sleep." Shi Zhiqing randomly found a reason to perfuse Zhang Youming, whether he believed it or not, he couldn't tell the truth.

"What did you dream about?" Zhang Youming asked softly, his eyes still fixed on the opposite yard.

Shi Zhiqing frowned, pretending to be thinking, and recalled seriously. "Nian Xing is covered in blood. You want to take me upstairs. It's another house with blood on the stairs. Someone is playing the piano, but you are the one who opened the door. You pushed me down, and then I woke up."

"Then you should thank me, otherwise you don't know what you will dream about." Zhang Youming said seriously, it didn't look like he was joking. "Bring the black girl in to sleep, I'm sure you won't have nightmares at night."

Shi Zhiqing thought to herself, why do you want the black girl to come in, sleep with you tonight, don't care about his nightmares.

Some people are like this, taste a little sweetness of love, even if the world is destroyed, it doesn't matter.

"Hey, Zhang Youming, I suddenly have a bold idea." Shi Zhiqing thought about it carefully, the dream last night was not right. "Tell me, if you hadn't appeared suddenly, would I have known that Nian Xing was going to show me what's in the room?"

"Don't you not believe in this?" Zhang Youming asked.

But what Shi Zhiqing said is true, last night he interfered with Shi Zhiqing's dream, if he didn't show up, Shi Zhiqing would see Nian Xing covered in blood, playing the piano frantically.

Perhaps, there is something else in the room.

"I'd rather believe it." Shi Zhiqing muttered, after all, dreams are still in the stage of unknown exploration, and no one can accurately explain and draw conclusions.

The older generation has a saying of the older generation, throwing away the dross, there are always merits.

"Will she go back by herself?" Zhang Youming asked, allowing Nian Xing to stand alone in the yard at night, it can be seen that Xie Ruoceng is not very responsible.

Shi Zhiqing shook her head, thought about it carefully, and said, "Occasionally."

After hearing this, Zhang Youming drew the curtains, sat on the edge of the bed, stared at the floor for a few seconds, and then said nonchalantly, "Go to bed first."

"But the worst outcome is that Xia Xingyue is already dead."

Shi Zhiqing just lay flat on the bed, Zhang Youming said again, Shi Zhiqing couldn't make it up, if this person is not alive, why would Xie Ruocong say he ran away?

Shi Zhiqing wanted to ask Zhang Youming how he knew, but before he could open his mouth, he heard movement outside the window, turned over and found that it was the black girl who climbed onto the roof again.

"You sleep first, I'll call the black girl down."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Youming turned over and got out of bed, and went out as fast as he could.

What made Shi Zhiqing feel strange was that he fell asleep within a short while, without a dream all night.

After waking up the next morning, he saw Zhang Youming and Shi Zhenzhu doing morning exercises in the courtyard. He was quite puzzled, leaning against the door frame, and asked Zhang Youming, "When did you come back to sleep yesterday? I fell asleep right away. "

"After the black girl got down, I came in."

Zhang Youming did come in very quickly last night, but he didn't sleep. Zhang Youming received a call from Wang Xiazi during the time he went out.

Blind Wang on the other end of the phone was a little awkward, and after a lot of excuses, he forced himself to say that he checked Xia Xingyue.

Dead, yes, but the cause of death is unknown, no one has registered, and it is not known where.

Zhang Youming's heart skipped a beat, it seems that death is not the worst outcome, but death by accident is.

Whether Xia Xingyue suffered misfortune after running away with someone as Xie Ruocong said, or whether Xie Ruocong lied, this is temporarily unknown.

The main reason is that I don't know much about Xie Ruocong. Although Zhang Youming has never dared to underestimate the evil of human nature, this kind of thing has no basis and no basis, and it is not easy to convict Xie Ruocong casually.

But if Xie Ruocong was really lying, then Zhang Youming thought, he must find out the truth quickly.

Otherwise, Nian Xing would have a hard time, and Shi Zhiqing probably wouldn't have a hard time either.

He smelled like Zhang Youming, and he could easily provoke some little ghosts wandering around the world.

Speaking of it, Zhang Youming really didn't know where to start, and he didn't have so many privileges. It was still difficult to get to know a person thoroughly. For example, Xie Ruocong's network, his parents were not in this world, and his wife was not around.

After much deliberation, Zhang Youming finally decided to start with the publishing house.

But who would have thought that the people in the publishing house who communicated with Xie Ruocong said they didn't pay attention to his private life, and they only had work contacts.

Besides, even if there is, they will not say it casually, which will affect the sales of new books.

Hitting the wall again and again made Zhang Youming very frustrated. If this matter is not resolved, he will be entrusted by Shi Zhenzhu to live here. After a long time, there is no way.

In the evening, Shi Zhiqing worked overtime until after nine o'clock and didn't go back. At that time, Zhang Youming was already in the bedroom, and Shi Zhiqing chatted with Shi Zhenzhu in the living room for a while.

At 10:30, I knocked on Zhang Youming's door, poked his head and asked, "My colleague has a second-hand house and wants to resell it at a low price. He is in a hurry to spend money, and he lives in the same neighborhood as mine. Do you want to consider it? "

Faced with Shi Zhuzhu and Shi Zhiqing's kindness, Zhang Youming sometimes wondered if he was a little too much.

But a "person" like him doesn't need a house or car, and things outside his body are sometimes a burden.