"It's nothing to worry about, just say a few words less to me." Ruan Yesheng seemed to be warming up on the back of his neck, and lowered the voice of the phone call even more, and said softly.
Although, she does... want to.
But she also knows that this is something that only happens in a dream, and she doesn't have extravagant hopes.
What made her even more frustrated was that she had never had such a dream. This morning, I finally had a dream of kissing Xi Mo, and the picture was running towards something wrong, first scaring her enough, and then laughing her half to death.
If it was normal, Ruan Yesheng might follow Yan Tinghuan's meaning through the phone and say a few jokes. But now Xi Mo is standing next to her, and she can hear what she said in the past. No matter how shameless she is, she dare not say the word "sleep" in front of Xi Mo. It was too hot, so I had to hide it vaguely.
Fortunately, Xi Mo couldn't hear Yan Tinghuan's voice, otherwise she wouldn't know how to end it.
Yan Tinghuan laughed hard on the other end of the phone, and what he said was full of gossip: "It seems that Xi Mo is staring at you, seeing how cautious you are when you speak."
Seeing that Ruan Yesheng and Yan Tinghuan were on the phone, Xi Mo walked away a bit, and checked whether he had missed anything by the side of the suitcase.
"We're only leaving tomorrow, where do you live today?" Ruan Yesheng didn't chatter with Yan Tinghuan, and asked her: "Do you live at my place, or go back to your own home?"
Yan Tinghuan's voice was delicate, with a bit of pleading, but a smile could be heard in this pleading: "I won't go home, and I won't live at your place, can I also live at Xi Mo's house?"
Ruan Yesheng: "..."
"No, you have a good idea." Ruan Yesheng glanced at Xi Mo quietly, and said immediately.
Yan Tinghuan looked cautious and injured: "Why do you think so beautifully? Based on your friendship with Xi Mo, I have to go to Sichuan together tomorrow. Wouldn't it be more convenient to stay at Xi Mo's house for one night? "
Ruan Yesheng was unmoved, and said in a low voice: "Don't pretend to be pitiful, how can I not know you? You are not doing this for convenience, you clearly want to come to see our excitement, lest the world will not be chaotic."
"Tsk tsk." Yan Tinghuan clicked his tongue: "It's so ruthless."
She changed the subject slyly: "However, it is not up to you whether this can live or not, but Xi Mo. Why do you just say that I can't, and what position and identity do you use to refuse? This is Xi Mo's decision." Mo's house, you're not her girlfriend. No, a girlfriend doesn't have the right to do so, she has to be a daughter-in-law."
Ruan Yesheng: "..."
She knew that Yan Tinghuan was just playing lip service, how could she really come here, if Yan Tinghuan really wanted to, she would also go to say hello to Xi Mo instead of talking nonsense with her here.
Yan Tinghuan finished her work in her hometown, and now she is completely idle.
Ruan Yesheng thought that Xi Mo could only hear her side of the conversation anyway, and the preamble was inconsistent. Xi Mo must not know what she was talking about with Yan Tinghuan, so he answered Yan Tinghuan vaguely: "Even if I'm not now, if I work hard in the future, maybe I can be."
In fact, she didn't dare to think about that, she just acted in front of Yan Tinghuan.
Yan Tinghuan nearly fainted from laughter. Her family, Ruan Ruan, really dared to say it, so she never tired of chatting with Ruan Yesheng, and said: "You just rely on her not being able to hear you, but if you have the guts to talk about it in front of her."
Ruan Yesheng snorted softly.
There was a little sadness in his eyes.
... She didn't have the guts to say these jokes in front of Xi Mo.
She knows very well that Xi Mo treats her very well now, there is no doubt about this kindness.
But she feels that Xi Mo just regards her as a best friend who has swapped bodies and lived life and death together. The boundary between tenderness and true love feels very vague to people, and it is easy to make people think too much.
She has to try her best to restrain the burning heat in her heart, grasp this measure, so as not to be dazzled by this kind of love, and if she says something like a storm, which scares Xi Mo, a straight girl from the universe, she may end up would stay away from her.
Yan Ting smiled and said: "When she really puts you to sleep, you can say something that can be done in the future."
She seemed to think of something more ridiculous: "But I suspect that people like Xi Mo don't know how to sleep with you at all."
Ruan Yesheng: "..."
"...Don't talk about this." Ruan Yesheng said softly.
She felt that even if she was joking, she had to have a degree. If Xi Mo knew, he would be really upset.
Thinking of this, Ruan Yesheng was still a little ashamed, and felt that he shouldn't punish him in private. After she finished speaking, she felt that she had blasphemed Xi Mo.
Obviously there is no such relationship, how can you imagine that. But sometimes, subconsciously, she couldn't control it, and had some ulterior thoughts about Xi Mo.
Xi Mo turned his face sideways and looked at Ruan Yesheng.
She found that Ruan Yesheng was still talking and laughing at Yanyan when talking on the phone before, but now his complexion has changed a little, and his eyebrows are also drawn.
Yan Tinghuan understood what Ruan Yesheng meant, so he stopped joking, chatted with Ruan Yesheng about other things, and told her that he was staying at her home and would meet them at the airport tomorrow, and then ended the call.
Ruan Yesheng put away his phone and returned to the side of the suitcase.
"What's the matter?" Xi Mo hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "We had a good chat before, but it seems that you are not happy all of a sudden?"
"I'm not unhappy." Ruan Yesheng smiled: "You also know that Ting Huan is often outspoken, and I acted in front of her."
She couldn't express her thoughts at all.
Ruan Yesheng's eyes fell on Xi Mo's neck.
Xi Mo is wearing a low-necked dress today, the skin on the neck is delicate and white, and the collarbone underneath is dangling in front of Ruan Yesheng. Ruan Yesheng's face is inexplicably hot, and he feels a little shameful, so he subconsciously avoids it. look.
But before she listened to Yan Tinghuan's nonsense and slept on and off, her gaze became hot, and seemed to have some kind of magical power, and she turned back again in a strange way, still staring at the neckline.
Xi Mo seemed to be aware of where her gaze fell, and she was also a little uncomfortable. His fingers almost subconsciously fiddled with the neckline, and it looked like he was arranging the long hair hanging down his shoulders.
Their eyes collided.
Ruan Yesheng: "..."
Xi Mo: "..."
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
Ruan Yesheng quickly squatted down, continued to tidy up, and asked Xi Mo if he needed to bring anything else, Xi Mo just said a few casually.
Following Xi Mo, he called her again: "... Ye Sheng."
Ruan Yesheng's heart trembled.
"Do you... do you want to see the painting?" Xi Mo took the initiative to change the slightly weird atmosphere.
"Painting?" Ruan Yesheng's thoughts turned quickly, and he quickly understood what Xi Mo was referring to: "The one drawn by the driver Zhang Dongyang?"
"Well." Xi Mo nodded: "I said before that when you come to my house, I will show it to you. Aren't you curious? Now that you are here, do you want to go and have a look?"
"Okay, we'll go after packing up." Ruan Yesheng said hastily.
After the luggage was ready, Ruan Yesheng followed Xi Mo to the study.
Xi Mo's study room has a collection of photo frames of leaf specimens. She took one of the photo frames, opened the gusset on the back, and took out a piece of paper that had been folded several times hidden inside.
"You're hiding here?" Ruan Yesheng was surprised.
But I think this is Xi Mo's style.
"It's safer here." Xi Mo said, "They are numerous and inconspicuous."
Ruan Yesheng sat on the soft sofa and looked at her with a smile: "The more inconspicuous the place, the better it is to hide important things. After all, when a thief sneaks into the house, the first thing that comes to mind is the safe, and the most important thing can't be hidden." Put it in a safe."
The paper that Zhang Dongyang used to draw pictures in the nursing home was ordinary A4 white paper, and the texture was also very thin. This was what Xi Mo found under Zhang Dongyang's hospital bed when he followed her father Xi Ji to the nursing home when he was in college.
It has been many years now, and the paper has already turned an old yellow.
Xi Mo carefully unfolded the folded paper and handed it to Ruan Yesheng.
Ruan Yesheng took it over and took a look, and saw that the white paper was almost covered with black ink.
But it is not composed of ink blots one by one, but is surrounded by countless small black lines, tightly wound, layered and covered, and twisted into a whole piece of black.
After Zhang Dongyang rescued from the truck that killed Jian Xian, he went crazy, and many behaviors became very neurotic.
He draws pictures every day in the nursing home, which is actually doodles, repeatedly rubbing, scratching, and making harsh rustling noises with the pen tip on the paper, and Xi Ji will send someone to watch him to collect the pictures he drew every day.
Sometimes, he can scratch the same piece of paper with the tip of the pen for 20 to 30 minutes, and even the paper is worn out because of repeated use of the pen.
Ruan Yesheng watched very intently.
From time to time, I would hold up this piece of paper, hold it up to the light, and turn it back and forth to look at it.
"What do you see?" Xi Mo asked her.
Ruan Yesheng shook his head: "He draws too messily, you can't tell, it's like rubbing randomly, without any rules at all."
Xi Mo Ning said with eyebrows: "If it really doesn't make sense, my dad can't ask people to keep Zhang Dongyang's paintings. Although he is mentally disturbed, he still has many impressions of the crash in his subconscious. My dad probably wants to pass He drew a picture to see if there is any display of subconscious memory."
Maybe it was because she remembered the day when her mother Jian Yuan died tragically, her face suddenly turned cold.
Ruan Yesheng knew what she was thinking, but didn't know how to comfort her, so he temporarily put the piece of paper on the sofa, went to hold the water glass on the desk, and prepared to give it to Xi Mo to drink.
When Ruan Yesheng came back, she glanced casually and landed on the sofa.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her footsteps stopped suddenly.
Following her quickly walked to the sofa, handed the water glass to Xi Mo who was at the side, and picked up the drawing paper again. She specially held the A4 drawing paper farther away, and her eyes narrowed more and more misty.
"Ye Sheng?" Xi Mo saw something was wrong with her, and thought she had discovered something.
Ruan Yesheng withdrew his gaze and said to Xi Mo, "You know that if people squint their eyes and look at something from a distance, those things will become a little generalized, right?"
Xi Mo nodded: "I know."
She understands what Ruan Yesheng means by "generalization", which is a saying in Huahua. Although she and Ruan Yesheng are not very good at painting, they are familiar with some concepts of art appreciation.
Generalization is to outline the outline of the objects in the picture, jumping out of the tedious details, leaving only blocks.
Ruan Yesheng handed the paper to Xi Mo: "You looked like I did just now, what did you see?"
Xi Mo also moved the paper further away, narrowing his eyes slightly.
Because of this observation method, the tiny brush strokes on the A4 paper can no longer be seen clearly, but seem to be fused into a large block of ink as a whole. Xi Mo had already ignored those tangled threads, and what he saw was more the change in the depth of the ink.
Because of the strength of the pen and the number of times the pen tip is rubbed repeatedly, the depth of each area on the drawing paper will be different. It is impossible for a person to evenly cover a piece of paper with a fine pen tip, there must be changes.
And just because of the change of the observation method, the depth and light are roughly distinguished in the form of ink sticks.
Xi Mo found that the two black blocks in the center of the picture were darker than the surrounding areas, as if Zhang Dongyang was very concerned about the outlines of these two blocks, so he repeatedly painted them with the tip of the pen. It's like some students wrote two wrong words when answering the question, so they repeatedly painted with a pen in the position of these two words, and finally painted two small black blobs.
"Did he draw up these two pieces first, then paint them out, and paint around them with brush strokes, making it look messy and difficult to distinguish?" Xi Mo asked Ruan Yesheng.
Ruan Yesheng stood beside Xi Mo, looking at the piece of paper not far away: "It should be."
"What do you think these two pieces look like?" Xi Mo actually saw it, but she wanted to hear Ruan Yesheng's opinion.
"It's like the half-lengths of two people, with a round head on the top and a body on the bottom." Ruan Yesheng's voice became a little cold: "As for the side, he is consciously circling these two parts, like a windshield for a vehicle Glass."
"... Yes, this is his subconscious." Xi Mo said: "At that time, there may have been two people in Zhang Dongyang's truck, and one was in his passenger seat."
"But you said that only Zhang Dongyang was found at the scene of the cab, and there were no other corpses." Ruan Yesheng's skin turned cold for no reason: "Is there a person who escaped?"
"I have to find a way to find this person." Xi Mo took back the paper, slowly folded it again along the previous crease, his eyes seemed to fall into the night, and said in a deep voice: "If he is still alive, then he has witnessed everything .”
Ruan Yesheng understood her mood.
Like her father Xi Ji, she still cannot let go of her mother Jian Xian's death.
They knew that there was something strange about Jian Xian's death, and they had been trying to find out the truth for so many years.
"Can I...can you help me?" Ruan Yesheng pondered for a while and said, "I mean, if you need my help."
She wasn't sure if it was the right question for her to ask. After all, this is Xi Mo's private matter, and it is such an important private matter, which is related to the cause of Jian Xuan's death. As such a friend, she is afraid that she will be more disciplined.
Xi Mo turned around, looked at her for a while, and said, "I hope you will be with me."
Ruan Yesheng was slightly startled.
Even if she understands rationally that what Xi Mo said to be with her is to investigate the truth with her.
But my heart is so excited by the word "together".
"You helped me a lot just now." Xi Mo said with a serious face, "Ye Sheng, I need you."
Ruan Yesheng: "..."
Her ears were hot, and she subconsciously glanced at the wooden floor.
Xi Mo also seemed to be somewhat cramped, looking at the wooden floor, and said, "I mean, I need your... this kind of observation ability. If it weren't for you, I might not have a clear direction of investigation until now."
After finishing speaking, Xi Mo walked quickly to the leaf photo frame and put the paper back to its original place.
She finished playing, stood there, seemed to be relieving something, and then walked back with a calm expression.
"I'll help you." Ruan Yesheng also regained his composure and smiled: "Zhang Dongyang is a good starting point. If there were really two people at that time, we insisted in front of him that the co-pilot seat was at that time. Somebody, let's see how he reacts."
"Not enough time." Xi Mo drooped his long eyelashes and said, "I have to come back from Sichuan."
"It's okay, the variety show recording won't take too long anyway." Ruan Yesheng saw that Xi Mo was actually a little anxious, so he comforted her and said, "Your father is watching over Zhang Dongyang, so he can't run away. I'll go with you next time." nursing home."
"Okay." Xi Mo nodded his head as if she was being swayed by her.
Everything the two of them will need has been prepared separately. Stayed at Xi Mo's house for another night, went out the next morning, went to the airport to meet Yan Tinghuan, and then flew to Sichuan.
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The plot of the driver is very important, you can look back at the previous chapters.
I went to Sichuan to record a variety show. This time point will be clearly related to the modern chapter of my other book Tanxuling. If you know the time in it, you will know that Luoshen will appear soon. I am exploring the modern chapter of Xuling There is a chapter in the fifth volume that writes about this, and specifically sorted out the time there. The two books are criss-crossed.
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