mask personality

The volume of Ji Lin's words is not high, but it is definitely not low, at least the people around can hear it.

So it was no surprise that the moment his voice fell, the surrounding air seemed to freeze suddenly, and there was a dead silence.

Everyone seemed to be winded up. They stared round their eyes and opened their mouths wide in unison. They looked at Ji Lin in shock, then turned their heads suddenly, looked at Wen Dong in even more shock, and then turned their heads back suddenly. Continue to look at Ji Lin in shock...

And so on and on.

Finally, Deputy Tang's detachment broke the silence and asked everyone's thoughts in a trembling voice: "Sleep? It's the one I thought of, sleep..."

But Ji Lin himself, who caused the storm, was the calmest one.

It was as if he couldn't feel the gazes all around him falling on him at all, and from the beginning to the end, he only looked down at Wen Dong alone.

Looking at the small face with picturesque eyebrows and delicate features as wished, from initial astonishment, it gradually evolved into bewilderment, and was finally crushed by Tang Chu's words, a slight blush spread quietly on the porcelain white cheeks, and turned into shame. angry.

The corners of Ji Lin's lips raised, and he smiled happily, as if enjoying a particularly interesting drama performance.

Finally, he had admired enough, and was about to turn his gaze away to chat with Tang Chu, when the beautiful boy in front of him suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand to him.

Wen Dong's embarrassment disappeared in an instant, and the faint blush on his cheeks disappeared in an instant. With the movement of standing up and reaching out his hands, all his usual politeness and decency returned to him.

"What a coincidence," Wen Dong tilted his head slightly towards Ji Lin, and smiled softly, "I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon, I didn't come to ask your name last night, my name is Wen Dong, I heard that , winter of bitter winter."

In Ji Lin's light brown eyes, which are always indifferent, in an extremely short moment, there seems to be a trace of interest in the bottom of the eyes, like the slight waves of the deep sea, because they are too subtle, no one notices.

Afterwards, he raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to hold Wen Dong's hand, and replied in a gentle voice: "Ji Lin, the season of winter, the coldness of winter."

Ruan Tian, ​​the little policewoman beside her, couldn't help but whispered "Wow", and sighed softly: "Teacher Ji's name matches this handsome guy well..."

Wen Dong was stunned for a moment, but soon, his eyes burst into a smile, as if he didn't hear the deliberate provocation of Ji Lin's words at all, his tone was as usual, and he praised politely: "It sounds good."

But where no one noticed, he curled his fingertips slightly and gently scratched the heel of Ji Lin's palm.

It's like a quiet counterattack.

Ji Lin suddenly closed his eyes.

Then, with his usual demeanor, as if he didn't feel anything, he let go of Wen Dong's hand, and replied softly, "Thank you, your name sounds nice too."

After finishing this sentence, he turned away from the beginning and stopped looking at Wen Dong.

As if the provocative words before, and the undercurrent that only existed between the two of them had never existed, Ji Lin immediately restored a still gentle but businesslike tone: "We were in the I did see it in the bar, and I can testify from 09:30 to [-]:[-]."

Hearing Ji Lin's affirmative answer, Wen Dong heaved a sigh of relief, but before he finished his breath, Ji Lin turned his head and showed him a look of complete regret, and heard him turn around and say, "However, at eight o'clock I cannot testify for you until 09:30."

Wen Dong: "..."

But fortunately this time it didn't annoy Wen Dong any more. The little policeman opposite him clapped his hands and finally let go and said, "It's fine to have Mr. Ji testify for the second half of the time. For the first half of the time, you can see the surveillance."

Ji Lin glanced at the little policeman with a little doubt.

The little policeman hastily explained: "This is Mr. Ji. This Mr. Wen said that since he arrived at the Huapi Bar at 07:30, he didn't remember the time of leaving because he was drunk. Until 07:30, Mr. Wen was on the monitoring screen all the time, but after [-]:[-], Mr. Wen did not appear on the surveillance in the bar again. After checking with the bar owner, the surveillance at the entrance of the bar happened to be at It broke down two days ago, and I haven't had time to replace it with a new one, so I can't take pictures of people going in and out, so I don't know when Mr. Wen left."

Ji Lin closed his eyes and recalled the seat he sat in the bar last night, and soon discovered that it was probably because their table was the farthest corner from the performance stage, so it happened to be a blind spot for monitoring.

"Thank you," Ji Lin nodded, and said slowly, "After ten o'clock, this Mr. Xiaowen was indeed with me all the time. We left the bar together at about 11:30, and he did not leave the bar halfway through. , it was only because the position we were sitting in happened to be in a blind spot of monitoring, so we were not photographed."

What he said was obviously serious, but he had to add the word "small" before "Mr.

But no matter how you say it, Wen Dong finally has a complete alibi, and his identity has directly changed from a suspect to a victim's relatives and friends. Coupled with the intentional or unintentional hints in Ji Lin's words, the attitude of the police station towards him is 180 degrees. turn -

"Sit down, Mr. Xiaowen, please sit down," Tang Chu said with a friendly smile towards Wen Dong, and reported his family name, "I'm Tang Chu, deputy captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment. Would you like tea or coffee?"

Wen Dong didn't think that a place like the police station could have any good tea and coffee, so he simply said, "Thank you, Bai Shui."

Tang Chu gave a wink to the little policeman who had questioned Wen Dong earlier, sent him to pour water, and sat down opposite Wen Dong himself.

Before he had time to start the topic, Wen Dong spoke first: "So Officer Tang, now, can you tell me what happened?"

Tang Chu's face became gloomy, and he didn't answer Wen Dong's question immediately, but asked instead: "Can I ask you a question first? What's your relationship with Mr. Shen Xi?"

Hearing the name "Shen Xi" suddenly, Wen Dong was stunned for a moment, and then said concisely: "We are friends."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bitter taste like black coffee suddenly became stronger.

This kind of painful emotion came from the vice-captain Tang who was sitting opposite.

In an instant, Wen Dong seemed to have expected something, his blood-colored cheeks turned pale again in an instant, and he asked softly: "Shen Xi... what happened?"

Wen Dongyuan thought that he had at least maintained his superficial calm, but when he spoke, he realized that his voice was even trembling.

Tang Chu couldn't help sighing, with an obvious unbearable expression on his face. After a long while, he rubbed his hands and said in a deep voice, "I'm very sorry, it's like this, Mr. Shen Xi, he was killed last night. Our detachment is now Do your best to investigate this case, so I hope you can answer the next question truthfully and provide us with relevant information as much as possible, we will try our best to bring the suspect to justice as soon as possible, and give Mr. Shen Xi an explanation, okay?"

The mid-April in Yashen City has already warmed up, and it is the most beautiful and warm spring, but Wen Dong felt that he was suddenly placed in the ice cellar, and it was so cold that he couldn't help shivering.

"Mr. Wen," Tang Chu hesitated, "Are you okay?"

But what surprised Tang Chu was that Wen Dong's gaffe was only for a short moment. At the same time his words fell, Wen Dong suddenly closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if resolutely suppressing all his emotions. , and then spoke, the tone has become calm: "Sorry, can I have a cup of hot water?"

Just after asking this question, before Tang Chu could answer, there was another knock on the door of the inquiry room. The little policeman went back and forth, reaching out and handing in a cup of hot water, which was still steaming.

Tang Chu took it and pushed it in front of Wen Dong. Wen Dong thanked him, brought hot water to his lips, and took a sip.

When he put down his water glass and looked up at Tang Chu again, except for his slightly pale face, his whole body had recovered to the same level as usual.

"It's time to start asking." Wen Dong's voice was very soft, but with obvious firmness, "I will do my best to cooperate."

Tang Chu was stunned for another two seconds, and it was not until Wen Dong called "Officer Tang" that he suddenly withdrew his surprise and began to ask seriously: "Mr. Shen Xi called you at 48:[-] last night. The phone call lasted three minutes and [-] seconds, can you briefly recount the content of the call?"

Wen Dong recalled the phone call last night, and couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment.

The world is impermanent, no one would have thought that the ordinary-sounding small talk turned out to be the last time he heard Shen Xi's voice.

Since then, yin and yang have been separated, and they have never seen each other again.

"Nothing special." Wen Dong took another sip of hot water from his water glass, as if he was absorbing a little strength through this action. Afterwards, he eliminated the jokes that had no practical meaning, and said concisely, "He handed in a new My boyfriend is in love, but I haven’t made it public in WeChat Moments yet, and besides, today, April 4th, is his birthday, so I wish him a happy birthday in advance.”

When Tang Chu heard the word "boyfriend", Tang Chu was taken aback for a moment, then quickly regained his composure, carefully wrote down all the key words, and continued to ask: "Then you know his...his boyfriend?" Who is the friend? Did he tell you?"

Wen Dong shook his head, and said frankly: "I'm sorry, I don't know, he only said that he would introduce me to him if he had the chance in the future, but..."

Having said that, Wen Dong paused for a moment, and showed a gentle and sad smile, "But you know, there will be no chance like this again."

Tang Chu couldn't help sighing again, but still asked as much as possible: "Maybe you can guess a general direction? For example... Has he mentioned who he likes and what he wants to pursue before?"

Hearing this question, Wen Dong had a weird expression for a moment, then quickly shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, I really can't guess it."

But years of interrogation intuition allowed Tang Chu to keenly capture Wen Dong's expression change at that moment. He emphasized his tone and asked again: "Recall it again, don't you really know?"

Now it was Wen Dong's turn to sigh.

Holding the water glass in both hands, he looked at Tang Chu helplessly, and finally said truthfully: "Officer Tang, as far as I know, he liked me and pursued me before, but I refused. As a very good friend, but because of this reason, we have not been in touch for nearly three months. The last time we got in touch was yesterday, and he told me that he was in love. As for the general direction... I really can’t guess, because Shen Xi, he is a very cheerful and enthusiastic person. I met him at a concert. After the concert, he asked me for his contact information. You must have seen his photo. I think he With such an appearance and personality, it is entirely possible to start a relationship anywhere at any time, so it is really difficult for me to give you a clear answer."

Obviously, Tang Chu didn't expect that there was such a relationship between Wen Dong and Shen Xi. He opened his mouth, paused for a moment, and then said, "I see... Then, did he mention any plans for last night?" Like... celebrating a birthday with your boyfriend?"

Wen Dong hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head and said, "I'm not sure, he didn't mention any plans, but I jokingly mentioned that he wouldn't disturb his two-person world with his boyfriend at night, but he didn't confirm or deny it..."

Tang Chu stroked his tied-up hair. The phone call did not provide any information other than letting them know that Shen Xi had a boyfriend. After thinking about it, he still asked without any hope: "Then...yesterday When you were on the phone with Mr. Shen Xi, did you feel that there was anything unusual about him? Or do you know if he had any grudges or had conflicts with anyone recently? "

Sure enough, Wen Dong shook his head again, and said decisively: "He sounded in a good mood on the phone, as cheerful as before. Besides, with his personality, I think it would be very difficult for him to have conflicts with anyone, let alone make enemies..."

Tang Chu had expected this answer for a long time, but he was not too disappointed. He just closed the notebook, got up and reached out to Wen Dong, and finished it routinely: "Mr. Wen, thank you for your cooperation. If you think of anything recently , you can contact us at any time, and we will do our best."

Wen Dong also stood up, and shook hands with Tang Chu politely. He hesitated for a moment, pursed his lips, and asked, "Can I see him again?"

Realizing that "he" refers to Shen Xi, Tang Chu nodded and said, "Okay, I'll let...Ji Lin take you there."

-

Outside the autopsy room, a middle-aged couple supported each other and cuddled together.

The woman cried so heartbreakingly that she could hardly stand upright. The man had a bitter face, the deep lines on his face were full of vicissitudes and grief, and he was actually holding a cake box in his hand.

Today is Shen Xi's 28th birthday, but his life will always stay on the last day of his 27th birthday.

Obviously at this moment, Ji Lin was standing beside him, but Wen Dong felt that the scent of grass and trees on his body still couldn't cover up the increasingly strong, extremely bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine.

Wen Dong knew clearly that it was the smell that would only be emitted when there was extreme grief.

About five meters away from the dissecting room, Wen Dong suddenly stopped in his tracks. He stood there for three seconds, clenched his fingers tightly, and then loosened them again. Only then did he seem to gather strength for himself again. Generally speaking, he walked to the door of the dissecting room.

After another pause, Wen Dong finally walked in, stood beside the dissecting bed, reached out, and gently lifted the white cloth covering Shen Xi's face.

The face that always wore a bright smile in the past, at this moment, no longer had a trace of anger.

Wen Dong didn't move any more, just stood there watching, as if he had been watching for a long time, but it seemed that it was only a few minutes.

Finally, he raised his hand, carefully and seriously, and put the white cloth back on.

After that, turn around and walk outside.

The moment he walked out of the dissecting room, his figure shook slightly, and he immediately supported the door frame beside him.

From top to bottom, there is a feeling of fragility that is about to fall.

Ji Yan has been watching him outside the door, and seeing that his figure is unstable, he subconsciously stretches out his hand.

But Wen Dong's fragility seems to be always very restrained, as if there is something stronger in his body, restraining him all the time, allowing him to return himself to the most normal state in the shortest possible time.

He didn't give Ji Lin a chance to help him, he just supported the door frame to slow down, and then straightened up, the feeling of vulnerability disappeared without a trace.

Wen Dong went straight to the window at the end of the corridor, without looking back, and stood by the window, he took a deep breath of fresh air outside the window, then turned to look at Ji Lin, and asked politely: "Sorry, can I Have a cigarette?"

Ji Lin raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, then nodded and said, "Of course."

After getting permission, Wen Dong took out the cigarette case from his pocket and opened it. With his index finger and middle finger slightly separated, he took out a cigarette from it and brought it to his mouth. With his thin lips slightly parted, he held the filter tip and lit it with a lighter.

After that, he slightly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

From the heartbroken couple not far away, his eyes slowly moved to the cake box, and finally turned back to the ray of sunlight shining through the window glass——

The sun rises as usual, but some people are left forever in yesterday.

When he didn't speak, Ji Yan was also silent, just standing aside and watching him quietly.

That is actually a somewhat strange picture——

Wen Dong half-closed his eyes, his pale skin was even somewhat translucent hidden in the halo and smoke, there was a feeling of loneliness like being left alone in the world, and also a subtle beauty.

Ji Lin has seen too many relatives and friends of the victims, but seldom has Wen Dong's appearance.

Wen Dong's demeanor was so unusual, it didn't look like a young man in his early twenties who suddenly faced the sadness and pain of his friend's death, so that Ji Lin couldn't find an appropriate adjective to correspond to it.

After a while, when Wen Dong finished smoking a cigarette and threw the butt into the trash can, Ji Lin's cell phone vibrated suddenly. He unlocked it to check, and the caller ID showed three words - Deputy Bureau Zhao.

Ji Lin seemed to have been enlightened by something, and suddenly understood Wen Dong's emotions at this moment.

It is indeed not ordinary sadness or pain, but it seems to have a deep empathy for the suffering after seeing too much warmth and coldness in the world.

That is compassion.

The author says:

So what, the old readers who have been following me should know that I am really named Feiwuwu "Kneeling". Every time I open a text, I have to struggle with the name for a long time, so it may always change at this early stage, so don't be too surprised ... Just look for the cover and not shake it!

Bow, love you guys.