Into a parallel world

Shen Liming turned sideways to signal the two people to go in, Qiao Ye went in and took off his shoes, and there was a voice at the door.

Shen Liming: "Aren't you coming in?"

Lu Fengluo: "No need, I'll trouble you to take care of it for the next few days."

"It's him who looks after me."

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After the door closed, Qiao Ye turned his head and only had time to see Lu Fengluo's smiling side face.Shen Liming turned around and approached, raised his hand and waved in front of Qiao Ye: "Why do you look like you lost your soul?"

"Ah?" Qiao Ye shook his face, and the enlarged face of Shen Liming in front of him startled him. "No, it's just that there are too many things." Without letting the other party see his expression carefully, he lifted his feet and walked into the room.

Shen Liming's home has a layout of two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. The color tone of the specialty is cool gray, and the overall look is high-end and elegant without losing the simple style.Qiao Ye watched for a while and said, "By the way, where is your computer?"

Shen Liming sat on the sofa and started to boil water to make tea, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's in my room, do you want to use it?"

"Yeah. I suddenly remembered that I had to hand in the manuscript." Qiao Ye walked to a door, pointed to it and asked, "This one?"

Shen Liming nodded, and Qiao Ye opened the door. The room was very dark, and when his finger lightly touched the switch on the wall, the incandescent light suddenly turned on, which was dazzling.Walking in, I saw an Apple laptop placed on the desk.

"Would you like to come in and watch me turn on the computer?" Qiao Ye said loudly, bending over and looking sideways at the person pouring tea on the sofa.After a while, footsteps came from the living room, Shen Liming walked into the room, took out the computer charger from the drawer and plugged it in.

Turn on the computer and enter the password, the screen lights up, Shen Liming opens the file and then gets up, "I haven't used this computer for a long time, if I bring it back to the card, I will kill the virus, overall it can still be used."

Qiao Ye nodded, sitting in front of the computer, the screen was green, which looked very environmentally friendly. "Shen Liming, what do you plan to do next?"

The latter paused for a moment, his eyes flickered, and he lowered his eyes and said, "When will the retribution be over, and when will I be able to continue walking."

"Retribution?" Qiao Ye frowned, staring at Shen Liming and asked: "What retribution, you are not afraid of the shadow slanting, what do you think you have done to pay such a high price?" After speaking, the person sitting on the edge of the bed did not answer. He just showed embarrassment, and under Qiao Ye's persuasion, Shen Liming stood up and walked out of the room without saying a word.Qiao Ye didn't know what was wrong, but his intuition told him to follow him out.

Follow along, maybe you'll know more.

Shen Liming approached another room, and Qiao Ye followed him in. As soon as he stepped through the door, he saw a piece of "Wild Poppies" hanging in the middle of the wall opposite the door. The changing time and talented brushwork constitute a masterpiece of the world.Qiao Ye couldn't help staring blankly. He knew that this "Wild Poppy" was different from the "Wild Poppy" that can be seen everywhere. The painting on the wall he saw now was made by Claude Monet himself.

"This painting is the one I told you about the first time I accepted a supernatural case. I brought it home." Shen Liming stepped forward, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked up at the painting. Painting, "This painting is the real thing, that's why something happened."

"I know." Qiao Ye stood beside Shen Liming, looking at the painting together. He said, "I was surprised, why did something happen when it was the real thing? Could it be that the deceased in the Oil Painting Department of A University came from some dignitary?" How about stealing the painting, getting burned and murdered?"

Hearing this, Shen Liming couldn't help laughing. He glanced at Qiao Ye, shook his head and said, "As expected of a writer of novels, he has a rich imagination. It would be the simplest if this is the case, but things are far from that simple."

It was a few months ago that this matter was brought up. Qiao Ye didn't remember the details, but he finally understood that the deceased in the oil painting department was Shen Liming's first unsolved case. It was also a failure in his work, and it was his conscience. A scar in it.

"What do you mean?" Qiao Ye was puzzled and turned to look at Shen Liming.The latter stepped forward and approached the painting, "I lied about the cause of death of the deceased because of a business relationship. Obviously, the case was not really resolved, but I was so incompetent. If it wasn't me who was punished, who else could it be?"

After Shen Liming finished speaking, he turned to look at Qiao Ye, his brown pupils were full of anger and remorse, he knew that Shen Liming was punishing himself.

"Living within this rule, how dare you disobey it?" Qiao Ye raised his hand and patted Shen Liming's shoulder, "Maybe the death of that person was because he became dazed after reaching a certain level of painting? No one would be in a state of self-madness." It can't be saved."

Shen Liming stared at the painting, noncommittal, "I still remember the first time I invited you to the bureau a few months ago. You were just about to find a house, and I invited you to live in my house. If you didn't come, now, everything is unconscious Go in the set direction." He turned his head, his eyes were deep, full of deep meaning that Qiao Ye could not understand, and there was an indelible anxiety in his brows and eyes.

"I didn't agree at the time because I didn't know you well. You probably invited me to spy on me, so you could get me out of my mouth, right? Now I'm here just as a care among friends." Finally, I glanced at the "wild Poppy", Qiao Ye turned and walked out of the guest room.Shen Liming stood alone in front of a large field of blooming poppies, carefully observing the woman hidden in the flowers and the almost invisible little boy at the end of the picture.

Qiao Ye walked to the front of the coffee table and picked up a small porcelain cup. The tea had already been brewed in the porcelain cup. The tea soup was yellow-green, with bright yellow tea leaves floating on it.Take a sip, the taste is slightly bitter, and when it melts in your throat, you feel extremely sweet.After drinking the tea, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the dark color at the bottom of the cup, at this moment Shen Liming came out.

"Hey, what's at the bottom of this cup?" Qiao Ye held the cup sideways to show Shen Liming, who approached, squinted and said, "Crimson, ocher, and a little cobalt blue..."

Seeing that the other party threw out the name of the gouache paint without saying a word, Qiao Ye was startled that something was wrong with Shen Liming.

"What's the matter with you?" Putting down the cup, Qiao Ye pressed his hands on Shen Liming's shoulders, and after a closer look, he realized that there was no light in those big piercing eyes, only a dead silence remained. As if his soul had been sucked out, Shen Liming standing in front of him was already an empty shell.

Feeling anxious, Qiao Ye pulled Shen Liming into the room, took out his mobile phone and called Lu Fengluo, the other end connected when the call was broadcast.

"What's the matter with Shen Liming?" Qiao Ye asked impatiently.

Lu Fengluo on the other end was silent for a while, and said, "Qiao Ye, stay in another room during this time." The voice was low, and Qiao Ye could hear the deep meaning in it, but these words shocked his original normal heart. crit.

Looking around, there was nothing unusual, Qiao Ye looked at Shen Liming who was sitting on the edge of the bed, turned sideways and asked in a low voice: "You always want me to get stuck in it but refuse to explain it clearly, are you kidding me? I'm in a hurry, what the fuck is that!"