She slept at home for the first time in several years. Seeing the familiar furnishings, she felt a little uncomfortable for a while. On the small bookshelf were the romance novels and comic books she used to like to read, and on the wall were the things she admired before.
Posters of celebrities, there are photos of childhood under the glass on the desk, some bright and some rusty. When you open the drawer, you can find stickers from old mobile phones, various small jewelry, a beautiful old pen holder, a bald writing brush, and colorful rubber bands.
, music tapes, small plastic boxes one after another, containing lighters, stone or wooden seals, small bells, large and small dice, in short, all kinds of beautiful-looking small objects, trivial, and so on.
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Her parents would come over every few days to clean and remove the dust, and the room looked as tidy as ever. But time eventually gave these things a faded mark, or maybe it was due to mood... She could remember what she had done in the past.
I want to collect these, but those things I liked at the time always feel so far away when I think about them now.
Turning on the light, opening drawers and boxes one by one, opening books and stamp albums, these memories lingered with her like a shadow. As she sat there, she always felt that she could see three children walking around, chasing and playing.
In the summer, the electric fan was blowing, lying on the bed reading comics and novels, kicking each other from time to time, and then fighting. In the winter, three people wrapped themselves in quilts and played poker, with songs playing on the tape recorder.
There were candies and melon seeds next to them, and the girl who looked the quietest always protested when the other two dropped the melon seed shells on the bed...
She sat there and looked at the room. The sound of TV dramas and the occasional voices of her parents came from the living room. The large box brought back from Vienna was placed in the corner of the house, like a symbolic object that separated the ages. That night, the moonlight
It spilled in through the window lattice and she couldn't sleep.
When I went to the living room to drink water, the door of the master bedroom also opened. My mother walked out and raised a finger to her lips. It was two o'clock in the morning: "Aren't you asleep yet?"
"It's probably because of the time difference."
"You're actually taller than me."
"I'll be taller than you when I leave, okay."
"She still looked like a girl at that time."
Lingjing smiled and watched her close the door. Then the mother and daughter sat down on the sofa in the living room. She spoke softly: "Tell me about what happened in Vienna in the past few years."
"There's not much to talk about. I practice piano, read books, go shopping occasionally, sit by the Danube River, go for a jog in the morning, practice martial arts and so on." She laughed, "I haven't fallen behind in any of the boxing techniques my dad taught me.
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"Nothing special?"
"That's performing in a theater. Three days a week, they give me a solo opportunity. A few minutes of performance... It's not actually a big theater, it's more private, and acquaintances often come over. Well, by the way,
I played guitar by the river, and I went for a walk there at night. I put the box on the ground, and a person sat on a chair and sang, while someone threw money into the box. The Danube River is very beautiful..."
"Make a lot of money?"
"It's quite a lot. It's enough for a good meal. The people there are very enthusiastic about music. In fact, my voice is not very good, but the songs are good. These songs... used to... uh..." she
After a pause, these songs were written by Jiaming before, and they were sung by the concept band for nearly a year...
"That teacher Julian who was at the airport today took care of you so much, why didn't you invite him to come with you?" Seeing that her daughter was unwilling to continue talking in this direction, Duan Jingxian quietly changed the topic.
"He has something to do today. The person picking him up is someone from the entertainment company who has arranged the hotel. It's such a rush today. Our family didn't prepare a grand ceremony. You and your father will be busy again by then.
"
"You dare to quibble. If you hadn't mentioned it in the previous phone call, how could you have appeared hasty? You said on the phone before that the teacher, who has such a high status, actually helped you arrange so many things, is really nice to you.
That's great, tomorrow... no, I'm going to invite him over for a meal today, and our family will thank him."
"OK, all right."
After chatting about various trivial matters for dozens of minutes, both mother and daughter deliberately avoided the most sensitive topics. After breakfast the next morning, Lingjing went to the hotel to say hello to Julian and others.
: "In the evening, come to my house for a meal. My parents have always wanted to formally thank you, teacher, for taking care of me over the past few years."
"When you meet a good student, it's part of your job... won't it be too troublesome?"
"No, then it's settled. I'll pick you up in the afternoon."
There are connections with the performing arts companies on both sides, and Julian also has strong connections in China, but after all, it is impossible to perform immediately when he comes back. Lingjing has a holiday, and the others have to be busy for a while. Wait until Lingjing
Jing left, and her friend Debi who followed Julian said: "It's still the same. If I really regarded you as a close person, I should have invited you last night. She always shows this kind of rejection inadvertently."
His personality thousands of miles away has spread throughout the music conservatory.^^
"That's the kind of personality that's charming, isn't it?" Julian laughed.
"You bastard man..." Debi shook his head and patted his shoulder, "You've got your hands full."
After leaving the hotel, Lingjing stood on the side of the road a little confused, not knowing where to go. In the past four years, many things in Jianghai have not changed much in her memory, but she just came back, and the people around her always have a sense of strangeness.
She walked along the roadside and bought a newspaper. In fact, it was a strange experience to buy a newspaper and read about such things. She had never paid attention to these things when she lived here before.
In fact, there are all the places I have thought about going to before, but when it comes time to actually set off, I suddenly become hesitant and scared. I wonder what I will see and what I will accept. Some images have been repeated over and over in my mind.
She had been imagining it for four years. She was unwilling to accept the results beyond her imagination, and she was not even willing to think about other results at the time. But by this time, this feeling of worrying about gains and losses was like a sudden wave of waves.
After walking around the streets for a long time, she got on the bus and headed to her original headquarters of the Shazhu Gang.
The door was closed tightly, and there was no one at all. At ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining brightly. Lingjing stood at the door and rang the doorbell for a long time. There was no movement in the familiar big house. She slumped her shoulders and felt in her heart.
A little disappointed, but also a little relaxed. "Maybe they have changed places..." Thinking like this, she turned back and went to the other side of the river and sea. Sacred Heart College.
Everything is as before. It is the time of summer vacation, the school gate is closed, the big square, only the gilded signboard has been renovated, and the flowers on the square have also changed to a new pattern. It is almost noon, and some students who are taking tutoring during the summer vacation have come from
Files came out of the small door next to them and rushed to the shops next to the square. Originally, Sacred Heart College did not offer such tutoring when they went to school. It is estimated that the pressure for further studies has become greater in recent years.
Detouring along the familiar road, a vegetable market that seemed to have been expanded appeared in front of her. The ceiling was replaced with a new one, and the stalls inside became tidier. At this time, there were not many vendors in the vegetable market. She was carrying her handbag
She stood on the roadside for a while. The vegetable market was not far from home. She used to come here often. But the vendors she was once familiar with could no longer be seen, or in other words, she no longer recognized them. A newly built store next to them was selling food.
She used to like cold cakes, so she bought some and carried them in her hands.
The houses on one side of the road have been newly renovated. They are now glowing with an unfamiliar lime white color. When she turns the corner of the road, the most familiar road appears in front of her. There are old and new houses on the roadside. In the distance, that
A video game room comes into view, with new curtains.
The sun was shining directly, and she walked over. It was difficult to move. Finally, she stopped at the door of the game room and looked at the scene in the game room. It was noon, and the business was not very good. The tall and thin boss sat behind the table selling game coins and buried his head.
While eating, she was no longer the same person. She saw a beautiful woman standing at the door and looking inside. Several people playing video games inside looked over. Lingjing stood for a while, turned around and walked away, her high heels on
There was a clicking sound on the newly tiled steps.
A new house was built next to it, and the facade on the first floor was obviously an Internet cafe. The stairs on the side of the game room were covered with moss. Lingjing stood there, her eyes red, thinking of a poem she had learned: The White Rabbit,
As I wander around, my clothes are not as good as new, and my people are not as good as before.
Suddenly, I discovered that everyone had left, things and people had changed, things and people had changed...
"Miss, do you want help?" A rather handsome young man walked out of the game room and asked in a nonchalant manner. Lingjing looked at him for a few seconds, then turned and walked up the stairs, her voice a little hoarse.
"I go home……"
"You live here? No one lives up here..."
The young man watched her walk up the stairs. When he found the key from his handbag and stretched it out, the key chain fell to the ground. The woman squatted on the ground for a while, and finally stood up again and reached out to open the door.
There was a creaking sound, and she stood at the door for a few seconds before walking in.
After returning home at four o'clock in the afternoon, Lingjing was in a daze. She was accompanied by Julian and others. Some of these people knew Chinese, but most still didn't. It was quite difficult to communicate.
However, seeing that the Ye family owns a martial arts gym, they each found their favorite sports outside, playing sandbags, doing fitness, and competing in the ring. Lingjing and her mother were washing and choosing vegetables in the kitchen, preparing dinner.
Later, he broke a bowl and was kicked out by his mother.
In fact, before coming back, I probably thought that I would not be able to find Jiaming when I went to the Sacred Heart. However, looking at the moss on the stairs, I still couldn't help but feel sad. I pushed the door in and saw that everything in the room was covered with moss.
The chairs, coffee table, bed, wardrobe, TV, etc. were all covered with white cloth. The dust accumulated on those white cloths showed that no one had lived here for a long time.
She opened up the white cloths, and everything was still in order, keeping the same appearance as when she left, without much change. The garbage was taken out, the dishes and chopsticks were washed cleanly and stacked in the kitchen cabinet, and the quilts were placed in the kitchen cabinet.
Folded on the bed, it was still the same bed she had left. But it looked like it had been cleaned. The only big change was that the contents of the refrigerator had been emptied. It could be seen that Jiaming had done a good job.
I left after cleaning everything.
She sat blankly on the sofa for two hours, turned on the TV and watched the rustling snowflakes inside. She didn't know what kind of mood she felt, disappointed or lost. This mood seems to still remain, no matter what is around her.
There were so many people there, she felt like she was in an empty room, with light shining in from the window. Dust was floating in the air, and it was as quiet as the end of the world.
Her mood was not high, and Julian and others could also tell that there were not many people who came to disturb her. During dinner, these people did not encourage Lingjing to drink and tell stories about Vienna. Zhu
Li An talked enthusiastically with Ye's father and Ye's mother, and Lingjing occasionally acted as an interpreter. After dinner, the mother and daughter cleared the table, and then Lingjing joked a few words in the living room and said sorry. She went into the bedroom and sat down. After a while,
, Julian also appeared at the door, with a warm smile.
"Isn't it hard to feel that things have changed since you haven't been back for four years?"
"Sorry." Lingjing forced a smile, "I'm...not in a good state today."
"I understand, I don't have to tell you, but... I just want to tell you that many people are caring about you. If you have any questions, you can come to me at any time. I have always been good at listening."
"Thanks."
After saying two sentences, he conveyed his concern. Without further entanglement, he turned and left. After a while, his mother, who had finished washing the dishes, walked in, sat down by the bed, looked at her for a long time, and then asked:
"What's wrong? Where did you go today?"
"Mom..." Looking at her mother who was looking at her with a smile, Lingjing frowned. After a moment, she finally took a deep breath. "Jia Ming and Sha Sha... how are they doing now?"
Duan Jingxian's eyes trembled, then turned into a touch of tenderness and pity. She reached out and touched her daughter's cheek: "I knew you would ask, but... you really don't know..."
"What... happened to them?"
"Wait a minute, I'll show you something."
Duan Jingxian left the room, and after a while, she came in with some documents and the like. First, she handed her the newspaper above to read, and took a deep breath: "Four years have passed, and I still remember that day when you came back from traveling.
You called me and your dad earlier to tell me that we had decided to go to Vienna, so we spent the whole day preparing things for you to go abroad. We didn’t know some things. It took two days before anyone mentioned it to us, Shasha, she
...Someone framed her, and the gang that your Uncle Liu left behind was arrested by the police. Your father and I also found some connections to inquire about this matter, but from that day on, we have not seen her again..."
Almost the moment she saw the contents of the newspaper, Lingjing opened her mouth and felt something cold rushing out from the depths of her bones. "High school girls are actually the biggest drug lords in the world." This is the message on the front page of the newspaper.
, there were photos of Shasha there, and she didn’t know where they had been secretly taken. The picture was very distorted. She looked at the date in the newspaper, August 5, 2018. She came back from Guilin that afternoon four years ago, carrying a bag full of
He was heartbroken and self-pitying. He didn't know anything. He just wanted to leave the city as quickly as possible. He didn't even think about contacting his best friend.
"Shasha is fine. We know that she should have gone abroad. We originally thought she would contact you, but it seems that she has not contacted you now. That child... Jiaming helped her escape. As for Jiaming..." The moment the name was mentioned...
, Duan Jingxian's eyes suddenly became moist, and were slightly red. Looking at her mother's expression, Lingjing felt a bad shudder in her heart. She spoke hoarsely and did not dare to move: "What's wrong with him?"
?” The whole sentence was out of tune like a distorted tape.
"Lingjing... you have to promise me first that you won't do anything stupid again..."
Night has fallen, and the sound of the TV and the laughter of Julian and others can be heard in the distance in the living room. The light is warm yellow, and under the eaves outside the window, the bell is gently ringing in the small bedroom.
, she seemed to be able to see a door leading to yesterday, slowly opening in front of her eyes... At the same time, Hong Kong.
Above the street, as if the neon signs were flashing across the entire sky, an eighty-percent-new BMW sedan passed through the crowded streets. There were many pedestrians on the roadside.
Ding Xiong, Mu Qingqing, the stupid man selling sugar and roasted chestnuts were sitting in the back seat of the car. The person driving in front was a police officer from the serious crime team, surnamed Zheng, nicknamed Xiaopang, who was sitting in the passenger seat.
She is a girl who is fashionably dressed and has thick smoky makeup. It is said that she is Officer Zheng’s girlfriend, and she is usually called Mo Mo. The five of them had already had dinner outside, and at this time they drove to Mu Qingqing and others.
A hotel where three people stayed.
This police officer Zheng is actually not fat. He is just born with a baby face, so he got such a friendly nickname. The leader of his team is called Mucha, and his style and behavior are relatively stiff. This time, in order not to let the mainland
Two local police officers intervened to handle the case, and a police officer was specially arranged to receive them. Xiaopang, who always got along well with strangers, naturally became the best candidate. He accompanied the three of them to play everywhere these days. Due to the confusion,
Now that we are familiar with each other, I called my girlfriend out this afternoon. We went shopping together in Mong Kok, and everyone was happy.
In the morning, Mu Qingqing dragged the man next to him to see a doctor. It was said to be a pretty good brain hospital. Who knew that after a short examination, the results were similar to Yu Jiang's? The doctor looked at the scan and saw
After waiting for a long time, he said with some uncertainty that he had never seen such a situation before, and then prescribed a lot of treatment plans, long-term hospitalization for observation, and various examination methods including brain tissue sections. Mu Qingqing listened.
She was stunned for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed.
In fact, he did not intend to bring the other party to Hong Kong for long-term treatment. All the documents, including his passport and ID card, were fake. In addition, he was going to return to Jianghai soon, so it was impossible to stay here for a long time.
, but she herself was not prepared to deal with such a difficult condition. She had never won the Mark Six lottery before, so how could she just bring someone to the hospital and encounter such a rare case. So she was thinking about this all afternoon.
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To be honest, bringing him to Hong Kong was considered an impulse. Because I was very excited when I found out about returning to Jianghai, I thought that even if it was for the porridge he cooked, I should go out of my way to help my friend, but if
Things were really tricky to a certain extent. She had not thought clearly yet whether she should really take full responsibility for a stranger.
After all, he only has occasional headaches now. If his condition really worsens, God knows what troubles he will have in the future. If he becomes paralyzed in bed and becomes a vegetative state. If he becomes paralyzed, he is not married yet. For the sake of being a fool, there is no need to learn from Lei Feng. To this extent.
What's the responsibility...
It can be said that they have been living together for half a year. Occasionally she will have some messy emotions. If this man is her husband, she feels that maybe it is not too bad. Putting aside the fact that the other party has a brain problem, as a cohabitant, he does not How can she be noisy? She has a regular life, is strong, not lazy, has good cooking skills and there is absolutely no possibility of cheating. Thinking about it, she is quite suitable for her requirements for finding a partner. She can be regarded as an older woman. Every time she thinks of this She shook her head and laughed and scolded herself for being a nymphomaniac and a glutton for food. But now she thought about it, if he was her husband, she would have the responsibility to cure him, and if she wanted to take on this responsibility, she would definitely not do anything about it. I want to go on a blind date again.
This question seems ridiculous when I think about it, but when it is put in front of me, it is indeed quite serious. The problem is that it is impossible for her to take such responsibility for a strange man now, but it is really difficult to let him go for a while. After being together for half a year, if the other person was a normal person, she would basically not have any burden, but the problem is that he is a patient... He is really trapped in a cocoon...
In such a mood, the fat guy in front of him answered a phone call. It seemed that it was from his uncle. He then searched around in the glove box in front of the car and pulled out a stack of documents. After a while, he said to the people behind him. : "Let's go to a hotel first and give something to my uncle. It just happened to be on the way." Of course the others didn't have any objections.
Mo Mo next to him said a few words to him, and then turned around with a poster: "Hey, Sister Qing, are you interested in Fang Yusi's concert tour at the Coliseum?" This girl was quite talkative with her. De Lai is also a member of the police force, but she works on computers and calls herself a rotten girl. Although Xiaopang said that they are boyfriend and girlfriend, judging from their relationship, it is still Xiaopang who is pursuing her, and the relationship has not yet been determined. , Mu Qingqing smiled: "I've heard too, the next stop is Jianghai, right?"
"Yes, yes, you are good. You can go and listen to her twice in a row. I am so fascinated by her." She rubbed the poster on her face. She looked intoxicated and said, "Sister Qing, let's go and see it together tomorrow. Bar."
Listening to them talking about the concert, Ding Xiong also laughed: "I also like her singing very much, so you can't forget me, but... didn't yesterday's news say that the venue was full and the tickets were gone long ago?"
"He has land and property. Xiaopang's uncle is a composer. I heard he has good relationships with many celebrities. He must have channels to get tickets, right?"
"That's right. It's all on me." Xiaopang smiled and shook the pile of things in his hand, "I heard that he wrote a few new songs, which were dropped on the car the day before yesterday. I'm busy now. He gave me something, but it was worth five concert tickets. Maybe I could ask him to get Fang Yusi's autograph. But the quantity was quite large, so if I asked him temporarily, he probably wouldn't be able to get the best position, so it would be somewhere in the middle. "
It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, Mo Mo patted his shoulder: "I'll be very happy if I can go."
Xiaopang smiled and tilted his head: "Is this our official date?"
"It's up to you."
"Oh yes." The little fat man shook his head, stepped on the accelerator, and the car passed the intersection in front of him and started to speed up.
The distance to the destination is not that far. Even in the crowded traffic of a city like Hong Kong, it only took more than ten minutes for everyone to arrive at the main entrance of the Royal Palace Hotel. From time to time, we saw luxury vehicles passing by, reporters taking pictures, and getting off the train.
There were rich and famous people, and from time to time you could see some big and small celebrities. It looked like a banquet was going on. Xiaopang made a phone call, and then the five of them entered the hotel lobby together. While waiting, Ding Xiong
Asked: "What's your uncle's name?"
Xiaopang smiled and said: "Zheng Zepei, I guess you have heard his name behind some songs.
"He is your uncle!" Ding Xiong and Mu Qingqing called out at the same time, "Of course I have heard of him, he is very powerful."
After saying this, Xiaopang's round baby face smiled even brighter and was about to brag. A middle-aged man wearing glasses and a black suit also walked out of a banquet hall and went straight here.
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"Have you brought the things over? I forgot to bring them when I got off the car two days ago. Who knew that today I would... Hey, Xiao Mo, have you made any progress with this guy recently? These two are..."
"Ding Xiong, Mu Qingqing. They are police officers from mainland China. What's amazing is that Inspector Mu asked me to accompany them to handle cases these days. I just threw away what I was doing and ran here..."
"Hello, hello... I know you are always very busy, and you want to get someone's autographed photo... uh..."
Zheng Zepei, who has a cheerful personality, greeted each other, took a few pieces of music and looked through it to see if anything was missing. Then he turned to the second page, glanced at the place between the people, and suddenly froze.
Not far behind the four of them, Jia Ming was sitting on the sofa, looking up at the transparent ceiling. Sensing the other person's gaze, Jia Ming glanced at it, then continued to look at the sky and ignored it.
After swallowing a sip of saliva, Zheng Zepei glanced twice, then lowered his head, took off his glasses and wiped them with a handkerchief, put them on again, glanced a few more times, and subconsciously walked over there.
"Uh, uncle?" Xiaopang asked, "He came here with Captain Mu to see a doctor. Do you know him?"
"Sick?" Zheng Zepei was stunned, "I... I'm not sure, maybe I got the wrong person..."
He said this, but his eyes were still looking straight over there. At this time, a burst of noise came from the door, and several bodyguards stopped the reporter. At this time, it was this person who came in.
Fang Yusi, whose acting career has skyrocketed in the past few years, has gradually become one of the most popular singers in the music industry. She is wearing an elegant black evening dress, revealing pink skin on her left shoulder. She is smiling and waving to the reporters behind her. Next to her is her recently rumored boyfriend.
, Tan Keqing, the son of a shipping king who is said to have a net worth of hundreds of millions.
The hall became lively for a while. The person in charge of reception or some people who had just entered the gate came forward and were embraced by the crowd. Fang Yusi smiled and said hello one by one. Mo Mo here made his own speech in a low and vicious voice.
Opinion: "I guess that Tan Keqing is definitely not her boyfriend. At most, he is pursuing her."
"Why?" Xiaopang asked. "Look, sister Yu Si is wearing high heels. She looks a little taller than Tan Keqing now. Think about it, if Tan Keqing is really his boyfriend, Yu Si
Why would Sister Si dress up to be taller than him? It’s totally unreasonable.”
Xiaopang looked at Mo Mo for a few times, and then laughed: "Then you are wearing flat shoes now, are you deliberately trying to accommodate me? I am so touched..."
"Go to hell, next time I'll wear high heels and feel inferior to you to death!"
The two were flirting, and Mu Qingqing was thinking about Jiaming and asked, "Mr. Zheng, do you really know him?"
"You are his..."
"I'm just a friend, but I don't know anything about him. He seems to have something growing in his head. Occasionally he suffers severe pain. He usually doesn't speak and ignores people. If you know his family, I
I want to get in touch with them..."
Zheng Zepei frowned and thought for a while, but before he could answer, Fang Yusi in the crowd seemed to see him and waved hello. He also waved quickly, signaling the other person to come over. Fang Yusi showed a puzzled expression, and it was time to talk.
It was only suitable during a banquet. It was just a gesture. She was stunned for a moment. Then she said something to a few people around her and turned around. A large group of people followed her.
"Mr. Zheng, long time no see, I have..."
Before he finished speaking, Zheng Zepei gestured to the side. Suddenly, Fang Yusi froze there. She was almost an international star. If there was anything that could be considered a gaffe, it would be this expression.
She opened her mouth, and her face showed surprise, surprise, astonishment, and disbelief. This went on for a long time. In front of a group of people, a man in a white T-shirt sat calmly on the sofa, looking at the ceiling.
There's a ridiculous Snoopy on the T-shirt.
"Gu Jiaming..."
"Something happened to him, and there seems to be something in his head now, saying that he doesn't pay attention to anyone at all..."
Fang Yusi glanced at Zheng Zepei for a few times, then walked over under the gaze of everyone, squatted in front of the man, and looked into his eyes...