Hu Meizi

110 five.

Du Shaoyu's envelope was very thin.

After Sun Du tore it apart, there were only paper cubes that were bigger than a palm after being folded in four.

Sun Du unfolded it.

This piece of paper is already so thin that it is a little transparent, and the paper is no longer the usual pure white, but a bit oily yellow.

Sun Du held the paper, as if some kind of insect's broken wing was in his hand.

"Wow," Sun Du was startled when he opened the letter, he turned his head and looked at Xie Tang.

Xie Tang looked calm, he glanced at the letter, but did not read it carefully.

To be precise, this is not a letter, but a draft.

In addition to the beginning, Sun Du: Zhan Xinjia, and the final signature, I wish you good luck, Du Shaoyu.The content of the letter—or not the content at all—was just rows and rows of things written with pens of different colors.

Some are excerpts, some are repeated words without meaning, such as "thank you, thank you, thank you", "goodbye, goodbye, goodbye", and some are like writing a diary: today is cloudy and rainy, and the sun is not out in San Francisco; The gun is out of bullets, went to visit friends today...

Sun Du kept rotating the paper, because Du Shaoyu might have written these contents at different times, so he didn't care about the squareness of the paper, and just pressed it with his hands and wrote it.

Several rows of black characters were still arranged horizontally, and suddenly one or two rows of blue characters were inserted obliquely into the black characters, making people have to keep turning the paper to read.

These characters may be arranged according to time, the characters at the top, the earlier Du Shaoyu wrote them, and the characters at the bottom, the later Du Shaoyu wrote them.

In fact, Sun Du was no longer familiar with Du Shaoyu's fonts. He hadn't seen Du Shaoyu for so many years, and he had long forgotten what he should remember.

Sun Du took a look at the font, and found that the font of the beginning and signature was the closest to the font of the last few lines of black pen.

The last few lines of Du Shaoyu's words are an excerpt:

"past time

and those loves are no more

Under the Mirabeau bridge flows the Seine

Let the night come and let the bells ring

Those days are gone and I'm still here"

"Is it Apollinaire's Pollami Bridge?" Sun Du pointed to this passage, raised his head and asked Xie Tang.

Xie Tang heard this, glanced at it, and nodded behind his ear, "Alcohol collection." He added.

Sun Du didn't say anything, he had read this poem a long time ago.Du Shaoyu always likes this, leaving some ambiguous riddles for others.

He not only expects to be found during hide-and-seek, but also desires to be the ghost in hide-and-seek.

Sun Du didn't read the letter again.

It doesn't make much sense anymore.

Sun Du folded the letter and put it back in the envelope.

"Actually, I guessed where he must have committed suicide." Sun Du said to Xie Tang while twisting the envelope with his fingers.

"Du Shaoyu told me before that if one day he dies, he must have everyone come to him." Sun Du said, he smiled sarcastically, "It is true that everyone has come to him. His disappearance is not yet confirmed During the time of his death, I don't know how many people in City C are looking for him like crazy."

Sun Du looked at Xie Tang, the fox's eyes were filled with peace.

"Would you like to talk about him with me?" Xie Tang asked, holding Sun Du's waist. He had no expression on his face, but looked at Sun Du with a very serious look, "If you don't feel offended."

Sun Du shrugged, "Of course I don't mind," he smiled at Xie Tang, "I don't seem to have talked about him with you yet?"

Xie Tang nodded, pretending to listen patiently as before.

Sun Du's eyes went away for a moment, as if he was thinking about something.

He pondered for a while, then came back to look at Xie Tan.

"Actually, Du Shaoyu's biggest regret is that he once wanted to be a good person." Sun Du said, "But between being a worthless person and a barking dog, he still made a choice between these two choices. dog."

"So he suffers, he regrets, he struggles," Sun Du said, his tone indifferent, "He entrusts his last innocent era to me, he wants to see me live like him, and he also hopes that I can live like him. Be different from him."

"Xie Tang," Sun Du raised his eyes and looked directly at Xie Tang, "I know better than anyone else that Du Shaoyu's love for me is only one point of love, three points of self-suggestion, three points of self-imagining, and three points of love." It's just self-pity."

Xie Tang stared at him, and suddenly asked, "Sometimes I can't help but think, what would have happened if you and Du Shaoyu hadn't been separated back then?"

Sun Du looked at Xie Tang and laughed, "Why do you ask such hypothetical questions that don't hold water at all?"

Xie Tang said nothing, just looked at Sun Du quietly.

Sun Du smiled, and replied seriously, "Xie Tang, this is all fate." He said, "What is fate? Countless karmic reincarnations cause involuntary, helpless."

"Assuming I haven't separated from him," Sun Du said, "then within two years, Du Shaoyu will kick me and take a new lover."

"When he was with me, I was not the only lover." Sun Du said lightly, "I remember when I was almost 22 years old, he fell in love with another man, and he wanted me to leave on purpose. Yes, but something happened suddenly, so we let it go—of course, the man died in the KTV within a few months after Du Shaoyu left."

Xie Tang gently held Sun Du's hand.

Sun Du felt the warmth in his hands, and smiled again, "Fortunately, he finally became a human again."

Sun Du said, shaking the envelope in his hand.

"At the end of the first year of getting along, maybe it can also be called the anniversary?" Sun Du smiled indifferently, "He went out to eat wild food that day, and I was young at the time, so I was so angry. In the end, he came back in the early morning and was killed by me. Locked out the door, read this poem to me downstairs."

Xie Tang stared at Sun Du, even though Sun Du denied everything, there was still a tender emotion in his eyes.

This mood is warm, maybe orange, maybe light gold.

Xie Tang knows that he needs to keep a distance from this relationship, because it is Sun Du's past after all.

But he still felt a little bit sad.

Suffering for Sun Du, but also showing up too late for himself.

Sun Du looked at Xie Tang, and he was naturally aware of Xie Tang's emotional changes.

Sun Du smiled and shook his head.

He took out a lighter from his pants and pressed the ignition button by the way.

A steady little flame ignited in the lighter.

He used to use it for smoking.

"Let's go," Sun Du stood up and said to Xie Tang, "Go outside and return the letter to Du Shaoyu."

"It's over with him a long time ago." Sun Du held Xie Tang's hand, asking him to stand up and walk with him.

Xie Tang paused for a moment, then stood up following Sun Du's strength.

Sun Du took him by the arm, and the two walked towards the gate of the mansion hand in hand.

The wind outside was a bit strong, and when Sun Du lit the envelope, the ashes from the envelope and the letter paper floated in the wind for a while, and then fell back to the ground lavishly, so that the Filipino maid would clean it up later.

According to tradition, on the third day of the Lunar New Year, Sun Du still called Zhao Quan.

Although he and his mother Wu Moqing did not register their marriage, he still put Wu Moqing in the box of his spouse on the genealogy.

When Zhao Quan answered Sun Du's call, he was still a little surprised.

The two actually had nothing to talk about.

After a while of pleasantries, there was an awkward silence for a while.

After a long time, Zhao Quancai said, "Sun Du, if you need anything in the future, just call me."

After he finished speaking, he remembered that Sun Du and Xie Tang were living a good life now, but now that Xie Tang had gained power, he seemed to be the leader of City C.

Zhao Quan touched his nose and felt that he had said something nonsense.

But Sun Du smiled and said yes.

Then the two greeted each other again and hung up the phone.

In fact, Sun Du didn't care much about the second trial anymore, and the result was in their hands, all they needed was Assistant Zhou to watch step by step.

To him, Du Shaoyu's death was unexpected and expected.

But no matter what, he was dead.

This saved him a lot of trouble.

You know, what Sun Du originally wanted was to let Du Shaoyu in for a while, during which he could remove his impeccable protection layer by layer like peeling an onion, cannibalize Du Shaoyu's business group, and then slowly get along with him. Zhou Xuan, let him die again.

Those who should pay the price have already paid the price.

Sun Du and Xie Tang are on the plane to Venice.

They are planning a week's vacation in Venice.

Now is the off-season in Venice, and it is also time to find a place for Sun Du to recuperate.

The night on the plane was very quiet, and Sun Du slept soundly in Xie Tang's arms, exhaling and inhaling.

Xie Tang put his hand warmer next to his pillow so that he wouldn't find it in a daze after waking up and pout his lips in displeasure.