Lu Hui's notes didn't need to be searched for at all. He never hid from Ji Fanyang when he took notes.
The young man pushed open the door, took off his coat and hung it behind the door, walked to the sofa and sat down.
The linen sofa is covered with soft blankets. Lu Hui often leans lazily on the back of the sofa, covering his stomach with the blanket, like an old cat with a weird temper who is afraid of the cold, watching TV with half-closed eyes.
The memories about Lu Hui are so vivid, they really happened yesterday, or this morning. Ji Fanyang's gaze stayed on the spacious balcony in the living room. He specially selected it for Lu Hui. Seventy percent of it was to seduce Lu Hui, and thirty percent was for his own selfishness.
Huge balcony, excellent lighting, Ji Fanyang likes this positive and bright feeling.
Let him have the urge to live here for the rest of his life.
Does Lu Hui feel this way? Ji Fanyang thought.
Maybe not.
Lu Hui doesn't like anyone or anything, he is a stubborn computer, the world is a complicated task for him. He solves puzzles for a living, and the rest of the experience seems like a boring bonus.
Ji Fanyang withdrew his gaze from a distance and stayed on the coffee table, where a notebook was placed.
He turned to the first page, and there was Lu Hui's handwriting [Linhua City is really poor], Ji Fanyang couldn't help laughing, and Lu Hui's sarcasm appeared in his mind.
Lu Hui opened his eyes in a daze, the explosion was not in his plan. When the car fell off the bridge, he was trapped in the seat by the seat belt, and the co-pilot put his stolen body.
It's over, he thought.
He spent two days planning his own death, but he didn't really want to die! Lu Hui was about to collapse when he was trapped in the driver's seat. The seat belt was much stronger than he had imagined. Wuling Hongguang is a divine car in the universe.
Then there was an explosion, and the unexpected explosion successfully knocked Lu Hui unconscious. After that, he really didn't know what happened.
"woke up?"
A middle-aged male voice echoed in the ward.
Lu Hui frowned, and his calmness was maximized from the policeman's years of habits: "Who are you?"
The male voice chuckled, and Lu Hui sounded familiar: "I know you?"
The laughter was so familiar that Ji Fanyang would have recognized it if he was there, but Lu Hui, his head seemed to be rusted.
"If you go home every year." The male voice said, a middle-aged man in a white coat opened the door and walked into the ward, "you will recognize it."
"...Dad?!" Lu Hui sat up, ignoring the buzzing in his head, "Why are you here?"
"I'm your father, why can't I be here?" The man frowned and looked at Lu Hui, "Do you think it's enough to hide it from Lu An?"
"It's the second-hand car you sold me." Lu Hui immediately colluded with the clues before and after, "You made an explosion!"
"Yes." Lu Qingqiong looked coldly at Lu Hui who was glaring at him, "Do you think driving a car off the bridge into the water will make others think you're dead? You idiot."
"...Mom also knows about this?" Lu Hui asked.
"Who do you think made the ingredients for the explosion?" Lu Qingqiong looked at Lu Hui with disgust, "Lie down, the TV remote is in the first drawer of the bedside table, turn right when you go out from the cafeteria, don't call us if you have nothing to do."
"... does sister know?" Lu Hui asked.
Lu Qingqiong paused and said, "I don't know, she's probably on her way to Linhua City."
"Oh." Lu Hui's expression was suddenly indifferent, he lay down and covered his head with the quilt, "I fell asleep."
Lu Qingqiong stared at the quilt thoughtfully for a while, then turned and left.
Ji Fanyang sat on the sofa and flipped through Lu Hui's notes until dark.
Lu Hui's notes are similar to his own, only caring about tasks, not people. In the notes, there are very few things about the interpersonal relationship of the Municipal Bureau. Rao Feifei and Yang Jie's name hardly appear, Ji Fanyang's name is very few, and Gao Zhengcheng is called the director of the bureau once or twice.
Ji Fanyang rubbed his eyes, turned the page, and saw that the date should be nearly two days old. Lu Hui stopped recording, he wrote something else.
[Ji Fanyang, you are a special mother-in-law.]
Ji Fanyang chuckled, as if he heard Lu Hui's scolding voice.
[After I leave, Wei Congjia will definitely take the notes, you give him this note.]
[Trust Wei Congjia, he is sometimes timid, but he will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly.]
[Ji Fanyang, your starting point is very high, go back to the imperial capital. Follow your father's example, find a mate with a sane mind, and stop being a bad guy.]
[You are my friend and will always be.]
Ji Fanyang held the note, his eyes stayed on the last sentence, and his smile froze. He felt dazed, like fish in the deep sea suddenly exposed to the sun, like the whistle of a ship resounding across the sky, the sudden daze swallowed him, drowned him, and suffocated him.
back where? Imperial capital? Why
Because Lu Hui died.
Ji Fanyang closed his notebook, the young man's brows were full of seriousness.
The sea water surged onto the beach, and Ji Fanyang listened carefully to the quiet sound of the tide. It was the bluetooth speaker that Lu Hui bought in a hurry. At first, Lu Hui was not used to the presence of another person in the room. He used the speaker to play piano music to help Lu Hui concentrate. After Lu Hui was kidnapped and escaped by chance, he used the speaker to play white noise to soothe Lu Hui's emotions.
Before Lu Hui committed suicide, he carefully played the sound of ocean waves on the stereo to help Ji Fanyang keep calm.
"Where am I?" Lu Hui asked Lu Qingqiong.
Lu Qingqiong was wearing casual clothes, and frowned: "Hurry up and get dressed, let's go climbing."
"At eight o'clock in the evening, go hiking?" Lu Hui sat on the hospital bed, "No."
"Your mother is waiting outside, hurry up." Lu Qingqiong urged.
"Tell me first, where am I?" Lu Hui said.
"Donghua Province." Lu Qingqiong said, "In the mountains."
"... How long are you going to hide me?" Lu Hui asked.
"Us? We are your parents." Lu Qingqiong's tone became more serious, "You would rather die than see us?"
"I didn't say that." Lu Hui frowned.
"Oh, how about you during Chinese New Year this year?" Lu Qingqiong sneered.
Lu Hui raised his eyebrows: "You think I'd rather be kidnapped than go home?"
"I didn't say that." Lu Qingqiong replied.
Lu Hui was so angry that he stared at Lu Qingqiong, like an unyielding wild dog: "It's because you don't want me, and now you pour all the dirty water on me?"
"What's the matter?" A female voice broke the deadlock, and Song Tang walked in and looked at the two who looked like bulls.
"It's nothing, let's go." Lu Qingqiong looked at his wife, "Let my son stay alone for a while."
"Yeah." Song Teng nodded, turned around and left without looking at Lu Hui.
Early in the morning, Ji Fanyang stepped into the director's office: "High Bureau."
"Xiao Ji, you don't look energetic enough." Gao Zhengcheng looked up at Ji Fanyang.
Ji Fanyang forced a smile, and put the documents on the mahogany desk: "Gaoju, I resign."
Volume Five: Old Things