a few days later.
Xie Qingcheng was cured.
On this day, he and Xie Xue ate at the Shanghai University cafeteria. Xie Qingcheng saw the chicken soup porridge in the bowl, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen He Yu for many days. And the circle of friends couldn't swipe any news belonging to that person.
He frowned, remembering how unusual He Yu was that day.
Xie Qingcheng is an extremely rational person, but he is not a completely ruthless person, not to mention that he also promised He Jiwei to watch Dian He Yu for him.
So when Xie Xue brought the plate and sat down opposite him, he asked her about He Yu's recent situation.
Unexpectedly, in the face of his brother's question, Xie Xue's eyes widened: "Ah? You don't know? He asked for leave to go to Hangzhou to film. Didn't he tell you?"
Xie Qingcheng paused with the chopsticks in his hand: "Isn't he reading the director?"
"Hey, the time is very short. He played a small supporting role to save the scene. He was attracted by people when he was buying breakfast at the school gate. He was also a little interested, and to put it bluntly, with his appearance, whether it was in front of the backstage or behind the scenes, I really said no. Good. He's a very self-motivated person again, and he won't miss the opportunity to gain experience."
"…Why so suddenly."
"It's not because the cast was originally scheduled for the fifth male lead. The actor was originally from the acting class. As a result, the kid was hit by a bicycle and a rental car at the school gate before he joined the cast, and he suffered a big blow on his face. It took several stitches. The crew was in a hurry to find someone to put it on, and they found He Yu..."
Hearing her say this, Xie Qingcheng vaguely remembered the phone call He Yu made at his house that day, as if he was talking about this matter.
Xie Xue rambled: "But there is one thing that I think is very strange. I have seen this script, and it is a particularly bad small online drama. His aesthetics should be disdainful, but he suddenly agreed. Although time It's not too long, his role only needs to be there for about ten days, but I don't know what he's thinking... When I asked for leave, I was not in a good mood. When I talked to him, he liked to ignore it. "
Xie Qingcheng listened, and his expression gradually became serious.
He recalled the perfunctory bandage on He Yu's wrist that day, the medicine bag in the hospital...
"He Yu, has anything bad happened to him recently?"
"No!" After the autumn tour, Xie Xue's condition improved a lot for some reason, and she still felt a little moisturizing peach blossoms. She bit the ice cream spoon, and hesitated after a while, "I don't know much either. … I think should not be… "
Xie Qingcheng looked thoughtfully at Xie Xue, whose eyes were bright, as if in a good mood.
He felt that she was very happy in the past two days. Since she came back from the trip, she often returned a bunch of messages with her mobile phone, without looking up for a long time. I don't even know who I'm talking to.
The same is true in the circle of friends. She used to post something like "There is a new xx restaurant on xx road, do you have any friends to pull weeds together?" In the past two days, the literature and art have become inexplicable, or Xie Qingcheng frowned. The excerpts of youth literature that I can't understand, or some strange photos, such as a lake with two leaves, and a shadow reflected on the wall late last night, the lights are blurred, and whose shadow is not clear at all, it may be her My own, with the text: "Hey, little white hair."
Xie Qingcheng returned to her at that time, and replied to her: "Who is Xiao Baimao?"
It took a long time for Xie Xue to answer: "A cute little dog."
Xie Qingcheng: "Don't post such meaningless things in the circle of friends. Go to bed quickly."
Xie Xue returned his smiling face with her tongue sticking out. After a while, Xie Qingcheng found that she had also changed her avatar to a swan looking in another direction.
Thinking of these details, Xie Qingcheng asked, "What about you. Have you encountered anything good recently?"
Xie Xue blushed, turned her head, continued to bite the spoon, and carefully hid a secret that happened during the autumn tour in her heart: "No, no."
Xie Qingcheng folded his arms and watched her body movements without saying a word, the details of her shy expression, and her eyes gradually became deeper and sharper.
"By the way, brother." Xie Xue looked a little guilty under Xie Qingcheng's stare. She tried to stagger the topic, "I brought you and He Yu some special snacks during the autumn tour. Are you busy on the weekend?"
"no, what happened."
"I... Uh, it just happened that there was a meeting in the school that I couldn't leave, and the snacks were easily spoiled. If you don't have class, go to Hangzhou to visit He Yu's class for me, and give him something by the way."
Xie Qingcheng frowned. Although he felt that Xie Xue seemed to be hiding something from him, he didn't ask any further questions.
"Okay." He agreed. Anyway, he wasn't very worried about He Yu's condition. He could drop by the crew to see the other party's mental condition.
.
This evening.
Outside the ruins of Chengkang Mental Hospital.
The yellow and white cordon was pulled, and when the wind blew, the warning tape quivered, and the charred ground behind also raised debris and dust. A lot of citizens have come here recently, some come to mourn with flowers, while others are purely curious, and come to see the excitement.
In the crowd of shoulder-to-shoulders, there is a man who is not eye-catching, wearing horn-rimmed glasses. The man huddled in the middle of the crowd, staring at the scorched earth of Chengkang Hospital, his slightly bulging eyes showed a conflicted look of hesitation and terror.
"...Yes, they are all dead, and none of the high-level executives are alive."
"Could it be that Jiang Lanpei's resentful soul is claiming his life?"
"The woman wore a red dress when she died. I heard that this kind of ghost is the most powerful. No wonder the fire seemed to have eyes and burned all those who worked with Liang Jicheng to death..."
"Ouch, the clams are all clams!"
The man with glasses trembled more and more as he listened to the discussion of the crowd around him. On such a hot day, he was sweating profusely, and his back was almost soaked.
He swallowed and turned back—
He is going home.
His parents have been separated for a long time, and he lives with his father, who is also part of the "organization". But in the property shared by his parents, in the old house where he lived when he was a child, there is a safe with a stack of dusty materials in the cabinet, the corners of which have been eaten by worms.
That is Jiang Lanpei's real file.
His father once told him that if he had an accident, he would hand over this stack of documents to the police, and then turn himself in. Even if he went to jail, it would be fine, at least he could save his life.
He was timid, and following his father was only a little bit of contact with the organization. The police came to his house to investigate that day, but he didn't dare to say anything. He was frightened and vomited, but now he has come back to his senses... He looked at The death lists in the newspapers, know that it is never that simple.
He didn't want to die... He didn't want to be killed, he was terrified, desperate to get the contents out of the safe and run to the police station—
He used to be afraid of police sirens, and as long as there was a police car whistle in his nightmares, he would sit up in fright, shaking like a sieve. But now he finally realizes with hindsight that only the police can save him.
He thought like this, after entering the villa group that was considered a high-end community 20 years ago, he began to run wildly. He was extremely afraid, afraid of "those people" chasing him, and afraid of Jiang Lanpei's ghost chasing him. on him.
Bright red tongue, red ghost skirt.
"Ah... ah!!!"
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. He ran, couldn't help screaming, his urine burst out, and his glasses couldn't hang on his greasy nose.
He rushed into the garden of the old villa and burst into the door at once—
He was so frightened that he didn't even realize that this old house that had been abandoned for more than ten years, why the door was unlocked and only the door was hidden...
The man with glasses had his head turned into a pot of porridge, and he ran to the basement panting and panting. The rotten floor looked like the corpses of dead patients in Chengkang Hospital. He sighed heavily under his feet. His spirit was about to collapse, and his lips were trembling. controlled.
Help…
Help…
With a "bang", the basement door was also knocked open by him, and he hurried to the safe.
He remembered the password. Although his father was wretched and lecherous, he was often looked down upon by his strong mother when he was young. Later, the two divorced, but the password was actually his mother's birthday.
When I think about it, his mother also liked to wear a red dress with perm and curly hair when she was young. At that time, Hong Kong style was popular, and many beautiful women liked to dress up according to the Hong Kong stars in the pictorial. The most fashionable is the big red dress with big waves.
The eyed man's fingers trembled as he turned the knob, once, twice...
"Click."
The safe door opened.
He stretched his hand in!
After a few seconds, his whole body trembled violently, almost convulsing.
Gone! !
That stack of data! ! Gone! ! !
impossible... how is it possible...
With all his thoughts in despair, he suddenly felt something warm, and with a tick, it landed between his eyebrows.
All the bones in his body seemed to be about to escape, but he was still trapped in the skin and could only stay in his body in despair.
tick.
Again.
Another hot drop, this time on his lips.
fishy.
The glasses man's eyes popped, panting violently, and slowly, his facial features twisted, he raised his face—
He saw a woman.
A woman who died on the stairs, holding a gun in her hand, had her brain pierced and blood flowed all over the place, her eyes that had been damaged by the blast could barely make out the appearance, and the eyeballs were facing his. The direction is fixed.
The woman looked suicidal, but the man with glasses knew it wasn't.
Because it's his—
"Mom..." The man with glasses shouted, not knowing whether it was from extreme fear or extreme sadness, "Mom!!
His mother doesn't live here... His mother hasn't been back here for over ten years...
Does she also know this stack of files? Does she also want to get this stack of files to protect her son
The man with glasses collapsed, and suddenly fell to the ground, tears, snot, sweat and plasma all over his face, and he let out a wild beast-like howl, until he didn't know what he was shouting.
Then, he heard footsteps behind him, high heels.
"Da da da."
Wearing a specially made, high-tech anti-reconnaissance shoe cover, the man with glasses didn't even have time to turn his head, he felt something hard hit the back of his head.
A woman's voice laughed softly behind him and sang: "Throw it, throw it, throw away the handkerchief, put it gently behind the child, don't tell him..."
The yellowed portfolio was handed to him from behind by the man.
The slightly warm breath was right beside the ear temples of the man with glasses, and the person said softly, "Are you looking for this?"
"… you… "
The man with glasses didn't dare to look back, his teeth chattering.
"So is your mother."
"… "
"Your father is a timid hamster who is too unfaithful to the boss. He is still hiding this kind of thing at home." The woman whispered in his ear, "It's not right... He thought the boss didn't know ?"
"You, who are you... who... "
The woman smiled: "Unfaithful people, what answers do you want to know?"
"… "
"Go and ask in hell."
These were the last words the man with glasses heard.
After a few seconds.
"boom!!"
A gunshot shook the dust off the basement.
The woman bypassed the black and red blood plasma and handled the scene indifferently. Then she lowered her eyes and read Jiang Lanpei's archives by herself for a while, and then walked out of this abandoned old building without looking back...