She and I took a taxi back and forth several times, changing cars several times in the process. Her residence was actually not far from the place where we escaped just now, but she was just being careful, so she wasted a lot of time and returned very late.
her home.
I can't tell what this woman does. Her home looks shabby and shabby, but the simple home is kept spotless, and the old furniture is polished to shine. Living in such a small dwelling,
It doesn't feel shabby, it just has a light clean fragrance, as if the mind has been cleansed.
When she stopped running away, it was as if she was a different person. Because of the discomfort in her eyes, she needed to walk slowly to prevent her from falling, but she knew everything about the house and took out some potions.
Help me wipe the red and swollen ankle. I was not used to asking her to bend over for anything, so I quickly grabbed the medicine and applied it myself.
"This won't work. The blood is stagnant and cannot be dispersed." She shook her head gently. I knew she couldn't see anything, but it was like she could see everything. She seemed to know that I just wiped my ankle casually.
Then, she bent down, padded my ankle with a piece of gauze, and started kneading it. I was a little embarrassed, and I saw her tied long hair hanging slightly to her ears, like a black cloud.
The light in the room was very bright, which allowed me to see her more clearly. As I observed, I became more and more curious about her. I cannot say that my experience is very rich, but I have seen her since I was a child.
Many people. I can't tell her age. She looks very young, quiet but full of vitality. However, her eyes shrouded in gray mist seem to contain many, many traces of time.
Finally, she rubbed my ankle back and forth to speed up blood circulation and help the swelling subside as soon as possible. She made me a cup of tea, a very cheap jasmine tea, but it had a pleasant smell.
It has a very pleasant smell. I have never thought that tea at this price can be so fragrant.
"Are you feeling better?" She sat opposite me, and I felt that she did not avoid my gaze. Her eyes could be said to be her biggest flaw, but she was not afraid of others seeing them, and just sat quietly like that.
In front of me.
"Much better." I took a sip of hot tea and felt that the sweat all over my body had not dried yet. At this moment, I thought of the car I had abandoned and Wu Shengli's body in the trunk, and my head went crazy.
It’s a big circle. The police can easily follow the car to find me. This matter has been unclearly explained. If I confess in the police station, Wu Shengli died and crawled back to me from the morgue, then I
You will definitely receive some "special" treatment.
"My name is Qingqing." She couldn't hear me, but she didn't want the atmosphere to be so formal: "Qingqingqing, Qingqingqing, Qingqing."
"Qingqing..." I held the tea cup, and my vision and thoughts seemed to be immediately mixed up by the swirling water vapor.
An inexplicable, senseless sense of familiarity surged up from nowhere in my heart. I work on cultural relics and have a very good memory. Although I can be sloppy sometimes, I never do important things.
I will forget it. I can be sure that among the friends I know, there is no one named Qingqing, but when the name came out of her mouth, it made me feel that it was not unfamiliar.
As the familiarity of this name developed, I experienced some sensory changes towards this person. I suddenly felt that she seemed so familiar and must be someone I knew.
Is this an illusion? Or is it really a fragment that has been forgotten in my memory? In order to search for this sense of familiarity, I held the cup and recalled everything in my mind in an instant.
People emerged one by one, but none of them could be linked to this woman named Qingqing.
"I know, my name is very rustic. Nowadays, few people would call it this name." Seeing that I remained silent, she smiled to herself and said, "But I like this name."
"No, no." I was interrupted and quickly explained: "I didn't mean that, I really didn't."
I rarely behave awkwardly in front of others. Even if I feel embarrassed in my heart, I will never show it on the surface. In fact, I am very guarded and I don’t want anyone to understand me easily. But in front of Qingqing,
I didn't hide my secret, I just felt that whatever I wanted to do was the best. Her smile was very beautiful, it was an indescribable quiet sweetness, as if she suddenly smiled in the sky of winter snow.
I saw a graceful flower standing at attention in full bloom.
"My name is Beifang, and I caused a little trouble." I drank tea and thanked her: "I really want to thank you."
In fact, I have a little doubt about Qingqing's appearance. She is definitely not an ordinary person. Although she looks so delicate now, when she ran away with me, she looked like an elf in the dark night. I was
I was thinking about how I could have an in-depth conversation with her. I wanted to know if her appearance was really a coincidence, or if it had other profound meanings.
"I was picking up shells like this in the sand." She took something out of her pocket and slowly raised it to me. It was a very small river clam shell in the sand. I picked up a lot of it when I was young.
When she raised these small shells in front of me, her gray eyes seemed to sparkle with a little light of excitement and joy: "I like the sea, but I have never been there. I can't see it, I just want to hear it."
Listen to its voice."
I can’t explain why, but after hearing this sentence, I felt a sharp pain in my heart. A girl who cannot see the colors of the world uses this method to continue her dream. The shells on her palms are colorful.
I don't know how she has managed to survive all these years, but deep pity arises in my heart.
I gave up my doubts about her naturally. I thought she met me by chance when she was picking up shells next to the sand pile.
"You have no place to go, right?" Qingqing turned back and pointed at this small room and said to me: "If you don't mind it, you can stay here temporarily."
"How long can I stay?"
"Stay here until you leave." Qingqing seems to like to laugh, always with a light, sweet smile. I can't see her thoughts from her eyes, but there is something more watery in her tone.
But also pure sincerity.
Then, regardless of my dissuasion, she insisted on going to the kitchen to get me some food. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I quietly called the old magic gun. I didn't know what to say, so I told him that he was transporting Wu Shengli's body.
There was an accident.
"Caught by someone? By a neighbor? By a passerby? Or by a security guard?" The old magician also became nervous.
"By... the police." I swallowed and told him the truth.
"I'm really impressed by you!" The old magician's tone began to tremble. After a pause, he said: "If you have anything else to say, don't pack your things. I'll just take you away."
I made an appointment with the old magician. I definitely can't show up casually. He will find a way to find me tomorrow. After that, Qingqing came over with food. I wasn't hungry at all, but I still took a few bites.
To be honest, this dilapidated hut gave me a sense of security. At this moment, it seems to be the only place in the world where I can feel at ease. I have been running around in fear these past few days. I am really tired. After eating
After taking the food, I started to feel sleepy involuntarily.
"Are there any extra quilts?" I looked around the cabin. There was only one bedroom, and there wasn't even a sofa in the room. If I wanted to sleep, I would have to make a bed on the floor.
"follow me."
Qingqing took me and walked to the only bedroom in the hut, which was her bedroom. It was very clean and tidy. I fainted again, not knowing what she wanted to do.
She didn't say anything, took off her shoes and lay down in the small bed, then gently patted the empty space on the small bed, signaling me to sleep on the bed. I stood beside the bed in a daze, unable to say a word.
Out.
I could accept her appearing next to the sand pile, running away with me, and taking me home, because the trust she gave me was indescribable. I believed her. But when she let me sleep in a
When I got into bed, I was completely confused.
"Why should I sleep on the floor if there is a bed?" She stretched out her hand and pulled me without any force, but I seemed to be unable to bear the pull, and I fell down on the bed like a piece of hard wood.
It seemed that I couldn't even breathe all of a sudden. I lay stiffly beside the bed, not daring to move.
"Some people will recognize their bed when sleeping. If it is not their own bed, it will be uncomfortable to sleep." Qingqing gave me half of the quilt and said, "I hope you can sleep well."
I didn't even take off my shoes, so I covered myself with the quilt in a daze. I didn't want to move, and I couldn't ask, but I felt awkward no matter how I thought about it. I can think and believe that Qingqing is a kind girl, but she looks like this
, makes me feel that I am too kind.
We lay side by side for a long time without anyone speaking. Finally, I couldn't help but turn my head slightly and look at her. The starlight outside the window filtered in a little, which happened to allow me to see Qingqing's face.
She wasn't sleeping either. With her eyes open, she couldn't see anything, but she still kept her eyes open. That expression made me think she was thinking about something.
At this moment, the familiar feeling I had before was extremely strong. I was really sure that I didn't know her, but that familiar feeling kept hitting my mind and shaking my point of view.
"The bed is very hard, you may not be used to it when sleeping."
"It's good, it's good, I'm used to it, I'm very used to it." I quickly turned my head and stopped looking at her.
No matter how confused all this made me feel, I still couldn't resist the sleepiness and sleepiness. I didn't know how long I lay there, but I finally fell into a deep sleep. When I was very tired, I wouldn't even dream when I slept, which was of good quality.
of deep sleep.
Originally, I could sleep until dawn, but in the middle of the night, I was woken up. I felt something slowly crawling into my arms. I reluctantly opened my eyes with a heavy sleepiness, and looked at it all at once.
When Qingqing arrived, she was lying on my pillow, her gray eyes seeming to be watching me quietly.
I saw that her eyes were full of tears, slowly and silently swirling in her eyes, and then dripping down her cheeks.