Light and shadow and flying dust

Chapter 14

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what. It's just that Shiying's economic situation does not seem to be good. Every year, he has to apply for bursaries and student loans, and because of this, he holds several jobs. In addition to the policy-based work-study program at the school and the bar performance that Cen Fei saw last time, he I also took tutoring lessons for three children... I don’t know if I am in debt in private

Cen Fei flipped through the information in his hand, trying to find Shiying's debt situation, and suddenly noticed that there was something wrong with the column of social kinship.

He felt as if his heart was suddenly grabbed by someone, and the more he pressed it, the more it beat crazily and stubbornly, causing his chest to ache.

Shifu’s information column contains the date of birth and death and simple pre-life information. Shi’s mother’s column states her personal situation, current marital status, and place of residence. Regarding Shiying’s brother Shiguang, there is a date of birth. , but did not write the year of death, and the information also recorded his work unit and contact information in detail.

Cen Fei subconsciously flipped through the back of the folder and found a photo of the two brothers.

Cen Fei could tell at a glance that this was a recent photo, taken within three years.

"Time..." Cen Fei's hand holding the photo was trembling, and so was his body. He could hardly control his emotions.

Xiaoguang is still alive? Why didn't he come to me? What did he go through? Why did Shiying lie? These things seemed unreasonable. Even if the two brothers wanted to cheat, they should not use such a clumsy method at all. But if it is not a scam, there is only one possibility...

"Oh, that's Shiying's brother." Xiao Yang poked his head and glanced at the photo, "I heard from Shen Xinyue that Shiying rented a house with his brother and lived outside. The two brothers depended on each other. It's so pitiful. Shen Xinyue too, no Father and no mother, I was raised by my grandma selling breakfast on the street. Alas, it is too difficult for a poor student to learn art... Uh? Mr. Cen, you... what are you laughing at?" Xiao Yang trembled suddenly when he was shocked by Cen Fei's expression .

Cen Fei almost gritted his teeth, and the smile on his face was serious: "Isn't it funny? I hunt geese every day, but I was pecked in the eyes by geese. I was careful everywhere in the mall, and I didn't expect that this time I was caught by a geese. The kid lied."

"ah?"

"His brother, have you checked?" Cen Fei took a deep breath, put down the photo, picked up the information again and looked it up carefully.

"I haven't investigated this one carefully. From what Shen Xinyue said, it seems that his elder brother fell ill before and spent a lot of money on the treatment. The two brothers owed debts and have been paying back the money. But now his elder brother has recovered from his illness and found a doctor in the design company. A job, and the money is about to run out.”

"MSK Design Alliance..." Cen Fei frowned, "Why do you think I've heard of it somewhere? But I don't remember any business dealings with them."

"This company is quite famous. There are many studios across the country. It's not surprising that you've heard of it. They have a wide range of businesses, and they handle all kinds of designs, including corporate brand image, industrial design, and even outdoor advertising and home decoration..." Xiao Yang paused and looked at Cen Fei.

Cen Fei's eyebrows twitched, and he hurriedly searched for a pile of materials on the table. As expected, on the cover of the decoration design draft of the photography studio handed to him by his secretary last week, there were three large characters of MSK imprinted on it.

Not knowing whether it was because the paper was too slippery or for some other reason, Cen Fei fumbled and tried several times before opening the design draft.

Obviously this company attaches great importance to this client. They carefully prepared three decoration design drafts with different styles. The name of the responsible designer.

Cen Fei's eyes stayed on the rendering of the third draft, and he stared at it for a long time.

What is black under the lights

Xiaoguang was always not far from him, but he missed it again and again!

Although the designer is another strange signature, Ke Cen Fei is almost sure that this rendering is from the hands of time—the hanging picture on the wall is a grotesque famous painting: dead branches on the table, lonely The beach, the flies on the plate, the grotesque animal bodies, and the softened and dripping clocks.

Cen Fei knew this painting, which is the representative work "The Persistence of Memory" by Spanish surrealist artist Salvador Dali.

The voice of time five years ago seems to be still in my ears: "Can you accept this way of expression? 'Flowing time', the clock becomes like a liquid, plus these strange scenes next to it."

"It's very vivid," Cen Fei said at the time, "There is a sense of stickiness, as if time will melt, drip, and flow away."

"Do you find it weird?"

"A little bit, and a little scared. I feel like time can't be grasped, and only death can last forever."

Time looked at him, smiled faintly, eyes full of sadness.

"What's the matter, Xiaoguang? Did I get it wrong?" Cen Fei noticed his gaze, confused.

"No." The young man blinked, and the clear smile returned to his eyes, as if what was just an illusion, "Maybe what you said is right."

After five years, Cen Fei realized belatedly that he seemed to have said something cruel at the time subconsciously.

Xiaoguang may have regarded it as a prophecy, or even a curse.

But everything can be redeemed, can't it

That absurd and weird painting was just a dream, and when he suddenly woke up, his little light was still alive.

Cen Fei suddenly couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, he was so excited that he almost jumped up.

"Mr. Cen, excuse me?" The female secretary knocked on the door, "You have a video conference at three o'clock, do you need to connect you now?"

"No, let's reschedule the meeting, please explain to the other side, I have very important things to do now." Cen Fei stood up, grabbed his coat and walked out quickly, "Xiao Yang, you don't need to check the time shadow , Help me check the time, check his past medical records and current health status, and make sure whether he has fully recovered."

Xiao Yang scratched his head and let out an "oh", watching them, Mr. Cen almost galloped out of the office, and asked the female secretary in a daze, "What's going on? Mr. Cen even knows Shiying and his brother? "

The female secretary smiled slightly: "Didn't your master teach you not to ask more questions?"

With excitement and anxiety, Cen Fei didn't delay for a moment. The speed of the car was soaring along the way, and he didn't know if he ran a red light.

When he arrived at MSK Design Company, he ignored the resistance of the girl at the front desk and went straight in, pushing open the door of the "designer's office" one by one, almost forgetting his manners and upbringing.

"Sir, sir, our office area is here, who are you looking for? Sir!"

"I'm looking for Shi Shi." Cen Fei pushed away the last office, but still didn't see Shi Shi, and was anxious, "Which office is Shi Shi?"

"Shi Shi is a design assistant. There is no separate office. His seat is in the design department... Sir, you don't need to go there. Shi Shi is not here. He has gone out to deliver materials. Why don't you go to the reception room and wait for him to come back to me... "

"I'll wait for him in the seat, where is he sitting?"

"Sir!" The front desk had a headache because of this unexpected guest, and almost wanted to call the security guards to come up and take him away: Who is this, who seems to be polite, but in fact is unreasonable and hard to deal with, where did Time get into trouble

The two were in a stalemate, when the glass door was suddenly pushed open, and a young man walked in, lowered his head, took off his gloves, and covered his red ears.

Cen Fei couldn't move his eyes almost immediately, he greedily stared at the time, the train of memory speeding past in his mind, those old movie-like scenes overlapped with the real person in front of him.

The person in front of him has hardly changed, and the marks left on his face by the years are insignificant. He has a handsome face, a thin figure, and a red nose from the cold. His body carries the winter chill brought back from the outside. The down jacket on his body is old but washed very clean. Just like his own temperament, he is as fragile as the first snow. pure.

Cen Fei took a few steps forward, trying to grab his hand, but stopped suddenly.

He noticed that Shi Shi's eyes changed many times in a few seconds, from doubt at first glance, to trance, to entanglement, to defense, to indifference... and the faint sadness and shallow hostility that could not be concealed in the indifference .

Cen Fei stood there dumbfounded, the sound of "Little Light" choked on his chest and he couldn't swallow it. He was in a dilemma for a while, full of suspicion.

Is the conjecture about time amnesia wrong? But if Shi Guang still remembered him, why did he react like this

"Time, you are back." The girl at the front desk breathed a sigh of relief, "This gentleman is looking for you, why don't you go sit in the reception room? I'll pour you a cup of tea."

Shi Shi quickly hid the emotion in his eyes, and said in a flat and calm tone: "No, I don't know him."

17.

"Mr. Cen, what are we going to do here?"

Shi Shi was inexplicably taken by Cen Fei to an Internet cafe on the second floor near a university town. Seeing him patiently, politely and aggressively use RMB to persuade a student couple who were sitting in a small room by the window to play games, he immediately He called the network administrator and ordered a cup of coffee.

"What would you like to drink? Want some snacks?" Cen Fei asked Shi Shi.

Time looked at him suspiciously, and said hesitantly, "Let's boil water."

"A glass of plain water, please warm water." Cen Fei turned to face the network pipe, "I would like another piece of strawberry cheesecake, thank you."

"We don't sell cakes here." The network manager said lazily.

"Can I trouble you to buy one? Go downstairs and turn right and the cake shop not far away is pretty good." Cen Fei took out several red tickets and stuffed them into the network administrator's hand, "It's so cold, so please run away for a while." Come on, thank you, just a little thought."

When Shi Guang saw the network manager leaving happily with the money, he was speechless for a while.

He has too many things to ask, but he can't ask at this time, he just quits.