seek her

She glanced at Song Sipu's mobile phone, which was pure black and ultra-thin, simple and clean. Jing Shu opened his mobile phone and looked through it. There were not many apps. In addition to the terminal owned by Song, there was also a reading app on his bookshelf. Two books on reasoning, three books on philosophy, one on Das Kapital, and one science fiction novel in pure English. According to the reading progress, all these books have been finished. The latest book he is reading is Zhang Ailing's essays Collection, his reading progress stopped in the prose "Love".

Jing Shu read this short article of less than a hundred words when he was a student. It was about a young girl who was kidnapped and sold to be a concubine several times. Under the tree, a normal face-to-face meeting that ended without emotion, and the poignant and regretful hazy emotion became the only color in the barren years.

She knew that Song Sipu liked to read. When he was at his house, his only hobby after dinner was reading. He could sit on the sofa and read for an hour or two without moving.

When Jing Shu opened his WeChat, the first unread message he saw was Dong Ge's, and the chat history stayed on Song Xiaoling's topic. They were collecting evidence of Song Xiaoling's crime, as if they were looking for an insider.It seems that Song Sipu was not kind to Song Xiaoling, but that he did not have full confidence and evidence to arrest him.

Jing Shu scrolled down and saw Lu Rao's WeChat records, and the two have been in touch.

Lu Rao was well hidden by Sun Dong. Although Song Sipu returned, for the sake of her safety, she was never allowed to show up, but the two communicated frequently on WeChat.

Most of the messages sent by the remaining WeChat friends were related to work. Among the many friends, she saw Xu Yunhua's WeChat, subconsciously clicked on it, and saw Xu Yunhua sent Song Sipu a sentence on the night she was kidnapped and released. Words: "Thank you, happy cooperation."

Song Sipu did not reply.

Jing Shu focused slightly, what did Xu Yunhua and Song Sipu cooperate with?

While thinking about it, the cell phone rang suddenly, showing Dong Ge's cell phone number, Jing Shu hesitated for a moment, pressed the answer button, and did not speak.

From the other end of the phone, Song Sipu gritted his teeth, "Min Jingshu!"

Before finishing speaking, Jing Shu hung up quickly, and refused to answer any more calls no matter what, Song Sipu was probably mad, she seemed to want to get useful information, so she turned her phone to silent, and continued to look at him The clues in the mobile phone, hoping to get some clues to the crime.

There were no obvious clues in the call records. She only checked his WeChat or QQ for information. He seemed to have processed the information. Except for recent contacts, there were no chat records. It was nothing unusual. She held the phone in her palm After patting and thinking for a moment, she replied to Xu Yunhua: Thank you for what.

"I didn't expect handsome Song to reply to my message." Ms. Xu quickly replied with a voice message, "Thank you for helping me figure out that Linjiang really cares about me more, but he seems to treat that woman differently. "

Song Sipu kidnapped Ms. Xu that night at the beach, was he acting?The two take what they need and work together to test Ji Linjiang?What if Ji Linjiang knew about this?
Xu Yunhua sent another voice message: You call Ji Chan Min Jingshu, I checked the character Min Jingshu, did you have anything special happen to her?That night, I heard that you also mentioned a woman like Lu. Is there a story? "

Jing Shu was thinking about how to say something, but Xu Yunhua started to talk to her instead.

Jing Shu didn't reply any more. She checked Song Sipu's photo album. This phone didn't look like a new phone. It seemed to have been used for many years. There were more than 2000 photo albums in total. The shooting date stopped three years ago, that is to say, since Lu Jinqiao After his death, he never updated his photo album, nor did he take any pictures.

Jing Shu always thought that Song Sipu was a tall and cold man, but in his photo album, there are actually many plants and flowers, like an elderly person, the sunset is infinitely beautiful, it is just an illusion that it is near dusk, all kinds of plants and flowers Flowers and trees, long-range, close-up, close-up, colorful...

Flipping back through the album, Lu Jinqiao's personal photo album gradually appeared. Jing Shu suddenly closed her eyes, as if her eyes had been scalded by the photos. After calming down for a long time, she opened her eyes again and looked back, her fingertips trembling slightly. She wanted to see clearly the woman who had ruined her life, the woman who had turned her life into a mess, without letting go of every detail of Lu Jinqiao's expressions and movements, zooming in, zooming in, zooming in on the photo.

Lu Jinqiao is really beautiful. Her beauty is not only the beauty of her appearance. Lu Jinqiao has a kind of purity that does not eat the fireworks of the world, like the dewdrops in the early morning, spotless, extremely white, tender, and pure, as if she can pinch water Come.

Under the corner of Lu Jinqiao's eye is a faint mole of tears. Beautiful women, even that mole, are extraordinarily charming and lovely. In Song Sipu's mobile phone, there are many single photos of Lu Jinqiao, and there are also A group photo of the two doing charity work together, supporting education, on the winding road, he was wearing a straw hat and jumping over the muddy ditches with Lu Jinqiao on his back, with a bright smile on his face.

In all the group photos, the two raised their eyebrows together, kindly and kindly.

There are many children in the orphanage in the photo, they should be his students, dressed in dilapidated clothes, Song Sipu stood among them, with a hearty look of being a teacher, down-to-earth, without aloof arrogance.

Jing Shu couldn't stand it anymore, she suddenly pressed her hand on the phone screen, these photos of the happy past inexplicably caused Jing Shu a very heavy injury, the moment she opened the album and saw Lu Jinqiao's real photo, that kind of The injury was exposed naked, like a knife cutting open the heart, extremely shameful.

She never knew that the icy Song Sipu had such an unknown side.

In her memory, Song Sipu was always aloof and aloof, his resolute killing in the mall absolutely did not reveal the benevolence when he was charitable, and the viciousness when he killed himself absolutely did not reveal it in the photos mercy.

She thought that he did charity only for fame and fortune, for the fortune of the family's rise and fall. She never knew that he was so practical and down-to-earth to be a volunteer on the front line.

All the memories about him and Lu Jinqiao stayed three years ago. Through the reflection of the phone screen, she saw her dirty face full of ambition and desire.

Jing Shu's heart trembled for a moment, she turned off her phone, and sat on the toilet with her head in her arms for a long time. She was in pain. This pain did not come from Song Sipu's feelings for Lu Jinqiao, but she just felt that she was pathetic.

This kind of sadness comes from hatred, from ridiculous love, and from lingering breathlessness. She is like an ant, living in the shadow of another person, making people sick.

She sank into the bathtub and stayed in the bathroom for a long time. When she returned to the bedroom, the sleeping pills bought by the trustee arrived. She took a sleeping pill and fell into a deep sleep. The next morning, she was called to Ji Linjiang's side.

Ji Linjiang was standing in the corridor of the garden feeding the birds. The parrot was hanging in the air vent under the pavilion, the cage was shaking slightly, the parrot tilted its head, stared at Jing Shu with its small black eyes, and gurgled in its mouth.

Ji Linjiang was recuperating at home, often wearing a loose bathrobe, with a pretty face and pale skin, a sexy chest, and a hideous wound that could be vaguely seen, adding a bit of morbid beauty to him. He fed a piece of food to the The colorful parrot seemed to have considered it carefully, "Min Jingshu, let's restore our relationship."

After repeated temptations, he confirmed that he was attracted to her. Since he couldn't let her go, torturing her became meaningless, and he didn't want to torture himself, so he needed to reconcile, reconcile with her, and reconcile with himself.

He stayed up all night and came up with a solution to overcome his demons.