Without saying a word, He Jueyun took the key and went out with Qiong Cang.
The silver car, with its headlights on, pierced the quiet night and galloped down the road.
In the urban area near midnight, the high-rise buildings are still flashing lights, and the colorful lights are connected into a bustling scene, reflecting the dim stars in the sky.
He Jueyun freed one hand to adjust the angle of the rearview mirror, rolled his eyes, and carefully observed the situation in the sky.
Qionggong was a little distracted at first, as if she was thinking, and then that thought slowly turned into drowsiness, and after a while, she simply leaned on the seat and snored lightly.
He Jueyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and took the initiative to slow down the speed of the car. It took nearly an hour to finally cross half of the city and send Qiongcang back to his original residence.
His car had just stopped, and before he had time to call someone, Qiong had already opened his eyes.
She raised her hand and pressed her forehead, her eyes quickly regained consciousness, and she pushed the door and went out.
Qiongqiang hasn't come back to this place for a long time.
After resigning, her activities have been around the city, only occasionally returning to get some things she needs.
Before moving, she pulled a few pieces of cloth to cover the furniture, and the rest of the things were not organized.
So when she pushed open the old door, the damp smell mixed with dust from the air.
Qiong went in in the dark and turned on the switch on the side.
The light shines, and the picture is clear.
It was clearly a scene that she arranged by herself, but it felt strange to watch it after a while.
He Jueyun followed closely into the house and asked, "What are you looking for when you came back?"
Qiong Qiong remembered the business and went straight to the small utility room next to the study.
The rusted metal hinges on the side of the wooden door made suspicious noises as the firmament opened violently.
As if he hadn't heard it, he squatted down and picked a plastic storage box from the boxes in the row below.
She struggled to pull the box out.
In the process of moving the items, the dust rustled up.
This long-term careless situation is definitely not something that can be achieved in a few months.
It can be seen that the sky doesn't usually move this place very much.
He Jueyun waved his hand in front of his nose, bent down, watched Qiong open the box, and took out a stack of film productions.
He Jueyun said blankly, "What are these?"
"Greeting cards, postcards, thank you letters, and school scholarship red envelopes."
Qiong lowered his gaze, and his slender fingers carefully arranged the items inside, and the fingertips had been dyed black.
"Qi Kexu seldom received gifts when she was a child, so she will keep things from others, whether they are useful or not."
Some of them were sent to her by patients, some were sent to her by former classmates, and some were blank postcards issued by the school.
Qi Kexu would not read or use them again, so he put them all in the small warehouse.
Qiong sifted through quickly, and stopped when it cut a piece of blue cardboard.
The powerful font records a few short poems, the content is not explicit, but the emotion is very rich.
On the inscription is a single word "Li".
He Jueyun also saw it, and first glanced at the two sentences:
"… your eyes are the dazzling sky at dusk, the vast sea shimmering with silver..."
He instantly got goosebumps, secretly regretting that he didn't have the literary skills of Li Zhanyuan, otherwise he wouldn't have been living alone in the same room as a "simple" friend...for so long.
What a sin.
The sky continued to scroll down, and found two postcards from "Li" at the back.
These cards were randomly mixed with other items, so it could be seen that Qi Kexu didn't take it to heart at all, and didn't even take the poems on it seriously.
"look."
The sound of the firmament was particularly calm in the still dark night, with the smell of a clear stream flowing slowly along the smooth stones.
"Qi Kexu is very stupid. No matter how much Li Zhanyuan does, she only likes my father."
He Jueyun took the things in her hand: "Isn't this very good?"
"is very good."
Qiong Cang twitched the corners of his mouth, showing an unattractive smile, "It's not good, my father left too early."
He Jueyun didn't know how to comfort him.
In life, there is always a kind of sigh of being tricked by fate.
Qiong Cang buried his head, and finally found a folded white paper at the bottom of the box.
This time, it is not a poem, but a detailed hand-painted drawing.
A beautiful lady with long hair, eyes closed, sleeping in the afterglow of dusk.
A blanket was covering her body, and it had slipped from her chest to her waist. She lay on her side, letting her long black straight hair cover half of her face and slept soundly.
Behind her, there is a fuzzy wooden house, lush woods in the distance, and the sky is rendered into a gorgeous color.
This masterful painting is not given much attention, as can be seen from the fact that it is so crudely pressed against the bottom of the case.
After many years of poor preservation, the pattern on the painting has become somewhat blurred, and there are many yellow smudged water stains in the middle.
Especially in the upper left corner, there is a big mouth missing.
He Jueyun leaned over his head and carefully identified every detail on the painting.
He determined that the woman above was Qi Kexu, and from the quiet and beautiful atmosphere revealed in the picture, we could see the painter's preference for her.
"The people in the painting don't have the characteristics He team said.
No curly hair and no similar makeup. "
He Jueyun looked at Qiong Cang's frown, and said carefully, "What does this mean
It means that your mother was not controlled by Li Zhanyuan? "
Qiong Cang stared at the drawing paper in front of him for a moment, his pupils rolled up and down, separated a trace of energy, thought about his words dully, and then absently replied: "Huh?"
He Jueyun really didn't understand what was worth paying attention to in this painting: "Well what
what are you looking at? "
"I'm looking at this background, and I think it's a little familiar."
Qiong Cang glanced at him lightly, then pointed to the gap in the upper left corner of the paper and said, "I turned over this thing, you see, here is my saliva, and I even bit it."
He Jueyun was silent for two seconds, and then said in surprise, "You drool... You can remember things when you were so young?"
Qiong Cang hesitated, opened his mouth, and said helplessly, "Do you really believe it?"
He Jueyun: "..." So can you stay serious in tense moments
Seeing the resentment in his eyes, Qiong Cang held back his smile and explained, "Qi Kexu doesn't have this dress.
She never wears such western-style retro clothes. "
To be precise, after graduating from high school, except for work clothes, Qi Kexu's clothes tend to be neutral.
Occasionally wear a skirt, and will not wear a wide-necked low-cut skirt.
She is beautiful, and her family is poor, and she hates the prying eyes and secret harassment of others.
However, not everyone understands a gentleman, and she can only protect herself in this way that is better than nothing.
He Jueyun faintly felt a little bit, but he couldn't scratch the itch: "So this painting..."
"So this painting is not realistic, it is a scene imagined by Li Zhanyuan.
Then this place in the painting may have other meanings to Li Zhanyuan. "
Qiong Cang said solemnly, "This painting was pressed by Qi Kexu at the bottom of the box before. She was often away from home. I had nothing to do, so I looked it up and looked at it... I mean, it's a bit similar to the painting at Tian Rui's house."
He Jueyun couldn't remember at all: "Which one?"
Qiongcang put all the things scattered on the ground back into the box, and said with a hint of urgency: "Go to Tian Rui's house."
"Now?"
He Jueyun raised his watch and glanced at the time, the hour hand was about to turn to midnight, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it would disturb the people to visit at this point.
He hesitated, "Isn't that appropriate?"
Qiongcang raised his head and looked at him innocently with a look that could not explain his emotions.
He Jueyun didn't hold back, and he quickly compromised with no guts: "Xing Xing Xing, I will give her a call first.
If she picks us up, go there, if she doesn't pick up, then talk about it tomorrow.
Is that ok? "
Tian Rui quickly picked up the phone and agreed with them to come over. Of course, listening to the voice, she should not be in a very happy mood.
In the residential building at midnight, deliberately slow footsteps echoed in the corridor, accompanied by indistinct conversations.
The girl pushed open the door from inside, and the sensor light on the ceiling came on, illuminating the three fair faces inside and outside.
Tian Rui opened her eyes wearily, and there was a faint blue and black, she rubbed her face hard, and muttered: "What else can you do to me
It has to be midnight. "
Qionggong grabbed her arm and pushed her gently.
"What are you doing?"
Tian Rui's footsteps were vain, and she closed her eyes and let her lead her inside.
Qiongcang came to the place last time with ease, and turned the painting over under Tian Rui's gaze.
—A woman in a white dress and a little girl, standing in front of the simple and elegant wooden house, surrounded by a circle of streams.
The children's world is more imaginative, and the surrounding rivers are almost drawn to the sky. The way to express the forest is also to use rows of trees with triangular crowns.
He Jueyun carefully compared it, and struggled to connect it with the paintings in Qiong Cang's house, still a little self-deceiving reluctance in his heart.
How imaginative does it have to be to recognize this is the same place
The lady she admired was pointing at the wooden house on the painting and asking earnestly, "Did you paint this painting?"
Tian Rui nodded in confusion: "Yes."
"What is this place?"
Tian Rui was a little more awake, but her mind was still unsteady. She squatted down and took the painting from Qiong Cang's hand. While tracing the lines with her fingers, she searched the limited content in the memory bank.
After trying hard, she still shook her head by pressing the bridge of her nose, and failed: "How can I remember this
It was a long time ago.
Is this place important? "
Qiong Cang slowed down his tone and said in a persuasive manner: "Characteristics.
You tell me the memorized characteristics.
Where is this river
What is the length, width and trend
What flowers and grasses are there on the mountain
How long does it take to get to this place from your home
Or, which highway did you take, and how many caves did you pass through? "
Children's memories of caves or flowers and plants will be clearer.
Tian Rui was reminded by her, and slowly began to recall some details that she ignored.
She didn't know if it was useful or not, so she tried to describe what she could think of.
"I remember... past five caves.
We also saw a water park on the way.
There's a... river
Or is it a creek
There are fish in it.
There are trees along the road that bear black fruit…”
Tian Rui's description is a bit messy, but in the geoscience information system with more and more complete data, the answers she gave are enough to deduce the accurate geographic range.
Qiongcang looked at He Jueyun, the latter gestured confidently, called Sanyao's backstage staff, and posted the content and instructions.
Then patiently waited.
Tian Rui was very sleepy, and her eyelids kept drooping.
During the time her mother was in the hospital, she could barely sleep, struggling with exhaustion and insomnia every day.
An empty room alone made her feel insecure, and even with the guidance of a psychiatrist, she could not adapt.
The arrival of Qiongcang and He Jueyun made her relax after a long absence.
Tian Rui lay on the sofa and fell asleep unconsciously.
Qiong Cang originally wanted her to confirm the final location, stared at her sleepy eyes for a while, and finally put a blanket on her and left the house lightly.
The two sat in the car, opened the skylight, and blew the cool breeze in the autumn night.
After about an hour, the technical brother who worked overtime yawned and sent the eligible address range to He Jueyun's mobile phone.
He Jueyun used the map software to search for the designated wooden house within the range, and soon found a wooden building built halfway up the mountain.
From the magnified view, there is a flowerbed on the side of the small building. The flowerbed has not been professionally taken care of. Most of it is green grass, mixed with white and unknown wild flowers.
However, the road in front of the house is very clean, so it can be seen that there will be people to clean it regularly.
At a glance, you can see that this place is not much different from that in Qi Kexu's drawing.
He Jueyun was a little surprised, and suddenly said, "It's actually true?"
The final breakthrough was actually in a painting that Qi Kexu received many years ago
Qiongcang pursed the corners of his lips tightly, feeling the beating heart in his chest, and there was a slight squeak in his ears.
She felt that this was a kind of guidance, and it was the trace left by the deceased buried in the long years, which made her have a subtle connection with her parents.
It seemed as if the dim image flashed again, as if the person who had vanished turned into an invisible thread leading her to the truth, as if the treacherous fate finally created a little warmth at this moment.
This inexplicable feeling made her feel that her fingertips were hot.
Qiong Cang touched his nose in disguise, controlled his tone, and said calmly: "This should not be a coincidence, it is a symbolic meaning to bring the woman you love to a place where you can feel at ease.
For Li Zhanyuan, whose parents were divorced, this house may be a microcosm of his good childhood life.
Looking for or transforming a lover who is similar to his mother and taking her to the safest place in his memory, he is pursuing the sense of stability of 'home'. "
"It's where he's least defensive.
If there is any evidence to be found, it can only be here. "
It was clearly a very calm sentence, and He Jueyun was inexplicably emotional when he heard it.
After chasing aimlessly and getting lost several times, they finally caught each other's fatal point.
He immediately informed He Chuanzhou of the location information and asked the other party to confirm it twice.
Team He is also a senior figure who is fighting on the front line of staying up late. After receiving the information, he immediately devotes himself to the new direction of work.
Not long after, she turned on the phone and confirmed the property rights of the wooden house.
This is Ms. Xue's hometown.
When Li Zhanyuan was young, he often came here for summer vacation with his parents.
He Jueyun breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that most of the dust had settled, and said, "Bring someone over to investigate tomorrow morning."
"What tomorrow morning?"
He Chuanzhou's voice was so excited that He Jueyun wondered how much coffee she drank.
"Now in the past, delay the search on the road, it will almost be in the morning.
I called my two colleagues on the night shift to leave immediately. How do you arrange it? "
Of course He Jueyun wanted to go back to sleep.
Serving the people also has to be divided into day and night. He works overtime but no one pays him.
He tilted his head and glanced at the sky. The latter looked at him with clear eyes and called out hopefully, "Brother He..."
He Jueyun suddenly felt that he had also been poured a cup of poisonous coffee.
It has nothing to do with beauty or anything, this is mainly a spiritual awakening.
He coughed dryly and said with a radiant face: "Let's go now! See you there!"