"Then, let me take you back." Zhang Ke said, "It's already past twelve o'clock. It's too dangerous for you girl to walk on the road alone."
"Actually, it's not necessary. I have to go back now..."
At this point, Yuan Mengmeng suddenly blushed with embarrassment. The second half of the sentence she didn't say, even a person with low emotional intelligence could understand what it meant.
"If you don't go back now, your uncle and aunt will be worried."
Of course Zhang Ke understood that Yuan Mengmeng wanted to stay with him for the night, but no matter what, he couldn't stay with her tonight.
Not to mention sleeping with a so-called "ex-girlfriend" with almost no memory, this incident made Zhang Ke feel like he was cheating. He had already faked it several times in order to finally get more information from her.
Already.
What's more, he just finally found out his home address. The rest of tonight is probably destined to be a sleepless night. He has to go home and observe and explore everything in the house as much as possible to recall his own memories.
Those lost past experiences.
And considering that he is very likely to be the murderer of Xu Xiaoli, he may have made preparations for murder in private before. If there is some key evidence or a murder weapon hidden in the room, he cannot let others see it.
Therefore, even though he couldn't bear it, Zhang Ke decided to play dumb and insisted on letting Yuan Mengmeng go home.
"...Okay, I know, you still haven't accepted me yet."
Fortunately, Yuan Mengmeng unexpectedly did not make a fuss over this. She just lowered her head in a slightly disappointed manner and said, "You forgot, there is a late-night snack bus nearby, which can go directly to the door of my community. The bus driver is also my father."
I’m an acquaintance, so it’s very safe.”
"Then...then I'll take you to the car." Zhang Ke said hurriedly.
"No need, it's just around the corner. It's only a few steps away, but it's the opposite of your way home. Seeing how bad your condition is, it's better not to be brave." Yuan Mengmeng showed an uncaring smile and urged.
: "I'd better take you to the door of the apartment, lest you go back to the wrong house then."
"Well, okay, thank you then..."
Zhang Ke did not object. Although he knew the specific address of his home, it would still take a lot of effort to find Building 3 in the entire community in the dark.
If the security guards find him acting suspiciously and are questioned again, it will be troublesome. Now that Yuan Mengmeng is willing to lead the way, it is naturally the best thing for Zhang Ke.
The two of them turned around and walked towards Jixiang Community. They were silent all the way. They passed through the gate in silence and arrived in front of an apartment building.
"Then that's it for today. Please contact me tomorrow."
Yuan Mengmeng wanted to step forward and hug Zhang Ke, but when she saw the other person subconsciously retreating, she also withdrew her hand, just waved her hand and turned around to leave.
She lowered her head, her steps getting bigger and bigger, and finally left Jixiang Community almost like a trot, passed through the snack street, and came to a quiet corner.
——There is no late-night snack bus there, not even a bus station.
"Zhang Ke, what's wrong with you..." Yuan Mengmeng covered her eyes with her palms to prevent tears from falling.
"Are you really still the same person you were before? I always feel that you are so strange today - otherwise, why would you forget that there is no station here?"
The sound of slight sobbing was particularly harsh on the quiet street corner. Although it was only one street away from the bustling snack street, the environment was particularly lonely because there were either residential buildings or green belts on both sides, and the street lights were in disrepair for many years.
Quiet.
Therefore, even the slightest cry can attract the steps of malicious beasts.
When Yuan Mengmeng noticed that her vague shadow cast on the ground by the hazy moonlight suddenly became more and more swollen, as if something was covering it, she had lost her last chance to escape.
"ah!!!"
Turning her head, she screamed. The last sight left in Yuan Mengmeng's field of vision was a tall man wearing a black mask.
And the dagger in his hand was shining brightly under the pale moonlight.
"Is this my home?"
According to the information he had found before, when he arrived at 303, Zhang Ke found that the door was not locked at all, and he could enter with a slight push.
He was a little nervous and subconsciously wanted to check if anything was missing in the room, but suddenly he remembered that he didn't know what was supposed to be in this room, so he couldn't be sure whether it had been stolen.
However, whether the property was stolen or not was completely irrelevant to him now.
Since this is the apartment I rent, there should be a lot of personal belongings, and maybe some of them can evoke my memories.
He took a look at the situation in his home. The bedroom and living room were quite spacious, at least not as cramped and cramped as Xu Xiaoli's home. Although most of the furniture was relatively old, there were a few pieces that were obviously newly added and glowed under the light.
There is a laptop with a very ordinary configuration on the desk in the hall, which is probably a tool commonly used by me for daily work and entertainment. There is an Android phone next to it.
When you have free time later, you can check the files and information, even the Internet and chat history, which should also help you retrieve your memory.
There were all kinds of clothes, pants and socks hanging in a mess on the sofa, and I didn't know which ones were dirty and which ones were clean.
There was obviously a thin layer of dust on the floor, which had obviously not been cleaned for a while. In the sink were several bowls with orange stains and a pair of chopsticks, which looked like they had been used to soak noodles.
The trash can used to store food waste didn't have any peculiar smell. Except for a few instant noodles packaging bags, it seemed to be very clean. It was obviously a long time since I cooked at home.
As for the bedroom... it is much cleaner than the living room, but the main reason is probably because there are so few objects in the bedroom, and it is probably so pristine that it is almost like the bare walls of a house.
Apart from a bed near the east wall and a closet against the south wall, there was only a bedside table with a lamp on it. No wonder it wasn't messy.
Zhang Ke stepped forward and turned on the desk lamp. The orange-yellow light added a touch of warmth to the cold and silent room, making him feel a little more at home.
At this moment, he finally noticed that there was not only a lamp on the bedside table, but also a thick notebook with a very beautiful pen on the cover.
"Why is there a notebook next to the bed?"
Zhang Ke was shocked, and then a bold guess came to his mind.
He hurriedly opened the notebook and only read a few pages, but the excitement on his face could no longer be suppressed.
That's right, the book placed on the bedside table is none other than the diary that I record every day!