The house is money, the story is life

About half an hour later, Xie Shaosong finally woke up leisurely.

He opened his eyes and found that he was lying on the sofa, and Su Xia was sitting at his feet, looking straight ahead.

Rubbing his aching forehead, he got up, followed Su Xia's gaze, and immediately widened his eyes.

The floor of the living room was in a mess, scraps of straw paper and drawing paper fell all over the floor, as if a crazy Labrador once made a scene here.But this is not what surprised Xie Shaosong the most—what surprised him the most was that a black cloth was being spread on the living room floor, and the white shadow that had troubled him for a long time was floating on the black cloth.

Strictly speaking, it's not floating... Xie Shaosong took the courage to look carefully, and saw that the white figure's feet and the black cloth were interspersed with thin silk threads, which were clearly sewn on.The white shadow was struggling unceasingly, trying to escape

Xie Shaosong swallowed, trying not to look too country bumpkin, but his voice still trembled involuntarily: "This, this thing, what's going on?"

"It's not a thing, it's a spirit." Su Xia replied calmly, with an unusual maturity on her immature face.

"Do you know? Things like spirits can't feel day and night. For them, the rising and setting of the sun is meaningless. If you want to make them sleep, you can only use black cloth or black paper to separate them." Their perception of the outside world. Then, they will sleep peacefully."

Hearing this, Xie Shaosong glanced at the black cloth, and said weakly, "Your setting is not reliable." Although the white shadow has difficulty in moving, it is obvious that he is still energetic.

"Because he doesn't want to sleep." Su Xia replied, resting her chin, "He still has obsessions in his heart, so he can't sleep."

Xie Shaosong's train of thought was taken away by him unknowingly, and he followed his words and asked, "What obsession?"

Su Xia took out the plum blossom hairpin: "He wants this."

Xie Shaosong: "???"

"He wants to get this and give it to the one he loves." Su Xia sighed with some annoyance, "The reason is super bloody, right? He made the girl he likes angry, so he desperately wanted to find a precious thing Go to please the girl. Actually, why bother? People who care about each other, just calm down and talk about it, why bother so much? Waste all this time for nothing..."

Xie Shaosong listened quietly, and suddenly felt his chest sore and swollen with slight pain.The pain intensified, as if the hairpin was being drilled into the flesh, the pain made his eye sockets wet.

"Who told you?" He gritted his teeth.

"Ok?"

"Who told you? About me and Haiqin." Xie Shaosong wiped his eyes in embarrassment, "Is it Zhou Tang? You actually know Zhou Tang, right! He told you, right!"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Su Xia scratched her face in confusion, "I don't know who 'Hai Qin' is either. Is she your girlfriend?"

"What a fool! If you don't know, if you don't know..." How can you tell a story that is almost exactly the same as his experience.

How would he know that what really tormented him was the time "wasted" by him.

If it wasn't for preparing gifts in a pretense of mystery, if he could apologize in time after the quarrel, and coax Haiqin back to his side, maybe everything would be different——in Xie Shaosong's heart, he had always hidden such thoughts.

It is still unacceptable for anyone to lose the most important thing instead of chasing after the end.

"So that's it. The smell on this is not only sadness and longing, but also regret and self-blame... No wonder it's so bitter." Su Xia looked at the plum blossom hairpin thoughtfully, "It's obviously just a low-quality product, but it carries It's a big deal. So is your heart."

"Hey!" Xie Shaosong, who was suffering from heartache, became angry, "Whose heart are you calling inferior!"

"Isn't it? I'm cowardly and silent, holding back all my emotions in my mind and waiting for mold. It's not inferior, but you have made it inferior."

Su Xia played with the hairpin like a pen, and the straight silver danced lightly between his white fingers. After thinking for a moment, he said: "Well, how should I put it, actually I didn't mean to say anything about you. Children are like this, glass-hearted, one thing can be fermented in the heart for several years. It is useless to force you to "let go" or "look away", you can only wait for you to think about it. Anyway, no matter how big the matter is, It will always feel better to say it. If you can’t take away words, just wait for tears to take them away. If you can’t take away tears, you can take away time. If you can’t take time away, death will always take it away.”

Looking at the white shadow on the black cloth, he sighed: "The so-called 'life', isn't that what it is. It depends on how much time you are willing to waste."

Xie Shaosong's heart skipped a beat.

"How should I take him back?" Su Xia was still looking at Bai Ying worryingly, "This child is not obedient at all..."

After a long silence, Xie Shaosong suddenly said, "Give it to him."

Su Xia: "Huh?"

"That hairpin." Xie Shaosong said in an uncertain tone, feeling his heart beating fast.He seems to have split into two selves, one is still reluctant to save something, the other thinks that it may be the best choice to give away the hairpin now, and spares no effort to fight for the right to speak.

Su Xia looked at him suspiciously: "Is it possible? This thing should be very important to you, right?"

"Well, send it out." Xie Shaosong heard himself saying this, and obviously his hands clenched into fists in resistance.

Su Xia didn't answer, just turned her head to look at him quietly, and then asked again word by word: "Are you sure? Don't you want to change it?"

Xie Shaosong closed his eyes forcefully, and exhaled deeply again.And then he heard himself say, "Well, give it to him... I've missed it once, there's no need to let someone else... miss something else, just let it be fulfilled—don't waste his time, Don't waste mine either"

As soon as the words came out, the whole person suddenly felt relaxed.

Obviously it was just a momentary impulse to say something, but after finishing speaking, it suddenly became clear.

That's it, don't want to waste any more time.Life is so long in total, how many things can we grasp in time?

Su Xia stared at him ponderingly, then suddenly laughed, lifted her legs onto the sofa, crawled to Xie Shaosong's side with hands and feet, and patted his face lightly: "You child, you are very good."

The boy's palm felt icy cold, and Xie Shaosong was so cold that he came back to his senses in an instant.Looking at Su Xia's exquisite face, he finally realized a question: "I said you, who are you?"

Su Xia didn't answer, she swung her legs, fell back to the ground, and resumed her sitting posture.

"Who do you think I am?" he asked rhetorically.

Xie Shaosong faltered, not knowing how to answer.He made up too many settings for Su Xia. He is a sister-in-law, a gentleman, a cultivator, and a secret organization. Although from the current point of view, this kid will definitely not be an ordinary person, but he must think of himself. It's too embarrassing to say it in front of my own face.

"Actually, to put it bluntly, I'm just a babysitter who broke his heart because of two dead children." Su Xia tilted her head, "What can I do? Who asked them to keep them in my body."

"Ah?" Xie Shaosong was taken aback by Su Xia's speech, and immediately added another ABO to Su Xia's settings.

"I don't know what you're thinking, but you must have missed it." Su Xia muttered, left the sofa and walked towards Bai Ying, walked a few steps and then turned around: "By the way, can I ask you something? "

Xie Shaosong: "?"

"That piece of wood." Su Xia pointed to the wooden business card on the coffee table, "Can you pass it on to my sister? That's your landlord, Su Xian."

"Ah? Yes, you can take it." Xie Shaosong said without thinking, but felt a little strange.It's not that I don't know, do I need to emphasize it again by name?And instead of just saying "give it to me", it sounds weird to bring out the absent landlady instead.

"Thank you so much." Su Xia laughed happily, pretending not to see the wood chips on the coffee table move angrily.Just as Xie Shaosong was about to respond, the scent of plum blossoms suddenly penetrated his nostrils, climbing along his nerves, feeling sleepy like fog, his upper and lower eyelids stuck to each other a few times, and fell asleep past.

"Sure enough, if you have less worries, you can sleep well." Su Xia muttered to herself, then turned around and handed out the silver plum blossom hairpin to Bai Ying.

When Xie Shaosong woke up again, Su Xia was no longer there.

The living room was cleaned very clean, and the sleeping bag lent to Su Xia was also neatly put in place.If it weren't for the shredded papers piled up in the trash can, he would suspect that everything was just a dream.

"Really, don't you know how to throw away the garbage on the way?" He complained, and took out the garbage bag to go downstairs to throw it away. Suddenly, he turned around as if remembering something, and found that the wooden business card had disappeared.

I haven't forgotten this, and I don't know what I asked for... Xie Shaosong shook his head, turned and walked out the door.

A few days later, the landlord finally returned home.Xie Shaosong wanted to see Su Xia again, so he found an excuse to visit him.

The appearance of the young landlady was [-]% similar to Su Xia's, and she was also a high-scoring beauty, but her brows were a little more lonely and haggard, and she looked less energetic than Su Xia.

Su Xian's hair was coiled high, and a wooden hairpin was inserted obliquely between the black hair. The head of the hairpin was carved with a beautiful plum blossom pattern.Xie Shaosong couldn't help taking a few more glances. After Su Xian noticed it, he touched his hair a little embarrassedly: "I bought this hairpin after you came last time. I was looking for a silver hairpin of your style. But you can’t buy anything.”

"My silver hairpin?" Xie Shaosong was taken aback, "Did I show it to you?"

"Why, you forgot?" Su Xian smiled calmly, "I accidentally spilled coffee on your pants when you came here last time. Your first reaction was not to find paper to wipe, but to put the coffee in your pocket first. Take out your hairpin, I was still joking with you at that time."

She said, pointing at Baibaoge beside her: "At that time, your hairpin was placed there, next to the holding box...huh?"

She frowned strangely, got up and walked towards Baibaoge.Xie Shaosong looked over curiously, and saw a sudden black mass in one of the grids of Babaoge.

It was a piece of black cloth covered on a wooden box with carved lacquer.Su Xian picked up the black cloth with two fingers with a strange expression, wondering why this thing that looked like a suit fabric appeared in his home.Xie Shaosong looked at the red holding box thoughtfully - on the holding box was a delicate pattern of plum blossoms, beside the plum tree was a pair of men and women whispering with low eyebrows, the man raised his hand as if to fix the woman's hair, the woman's A hairpin is inserted obliquely on the bun.

Xie Shaosong suddenly remembered that he had indeed put his plum blossom hairpin on this Baibaoge for a short time before, and it was right next to this holding box.Because Su Xian introduced that this holding box was something from the middle of the Qing Dynasty, he couldn't help but look at it twice, and commented that the character's movements and expressions are extremely good, and the appearance and clothing are also beautiful, just add a little bit on the woman's head. Ornaments are fine...

Wait, ornaments?

Xie Shaosong looked at the pattern on the holding box again, stared at the woman's hairpin for a long time, and felt that he finally understood something.

Su Xian took the black cloth of unknown origin and threw it away.When he came back, he was startled by Xie Shaosong's excited expression.Xie Shaosong felt as if he had glimpsed some unknown truth, and was eager to share it with someone—"Excuse me, where is Su Xia?"

"Eh, Su Xia?"

"Yes, it's your brother..." Xie Shaosong's voice gradually weakened.He suddenly realized a problem: that boy is weird everywhere, so maybe his identity is fake too?

Su Xian's next sentence reassured him: "He is sleeping."

Xie Shaosong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but also a little disappointed. "Still sleeping at this time, it's not good for your health." He tactfully expressed his desire for Su Xian to wake her brother up.

Su Xian looked at the clock: "It's not too late, don't all the United States go to bed at this time?"

Xie Shaosong: "?!"

"That's right. That kid is studying in the United States. I'm going abroad this time to see him..." Su Xian looked at Xie Shaosong puzzled.His expression became more complicated.

"No, no, wait, let me go quietly first." Xie Shaosong waved his hands, his mind spinning rapidly, turning into a puddle of paste.Isn't that young man Su Xia?Who is he then?Obviously so similar to Su Xian, and so familiar with his house...

He remembered that Su Xia once pointed to the study room that was used as a studio and said plausibly: "That used to be my room."

His eyes fell on the holding box with the characters on it, and he stammered and asked, "Well, I'm sorry to ask, where was this holding box used to be placed? I mean in the house I rented. "

"It seems to be... the study room." Su Xian replied after thinking for a while.Xie Shaosong immediately asked, "What's inside?"

"It's nothing..." Su Xian felt that this question was a bit strange, and he hesitated when answering, "It's just some small things, like regimental emblems, needles and threads..."

"There is also the admission ticket for the college entrance examination." Xie Shaosong continued blankly.

Su Xian was surprised: "How do you know?"

"... I guessed it." Xie Shaosong thought to himself, what's the matter, I've read your love letter.

The last piece of the puzzle was finally put back in place, and everything became clear.After the initial shock passed, Xie Shaosong actually found it a little funny.

If you walk a lot at night, you will always encounter ghosts.If you have a lot of brain holes, you will always encounter non-human beings.Meeting in the dark, who knows whether the other end of their fate is a human or a ghost.

Xie Shaosong wanted to reach out and touch the holding box, but he hesitated for a while but held back.He turned around to say goodbye to Su Xian, and added another sentence before leaving the house: "By the way, there should be a piece of wood in that box."

"What?" Su Xian didn't understand.

Xie Shaosong shook his head with a smile, glad that he was finally able to play tricks for a while after being in a daze for so long.

Taking a deep look at the holding box, Xie Shaosong finally turned around and left. He didn't see the air behind Su Xian's back, and a faint silhouette emerged, waving gently at him.

after a few weeks.

In Weiqiu's agency, a little boy who looked like thirteen or fourteen years old was sitting on the desk with his legs dangling, watching the latest serialization of "Song of Plum Blossoms" attentively.At the back of the serialization, there is also a preview of another short novel "The Box of Finding" by the author.Noticing that the protagonists of this story are two men, Zhou Xia decisively ticked "Unfollow" in his heart.

Hearing someone push the door open, he quickly threw the comic magazine aside and picked up a copy of "History of Chinese Philosophy".Zhou Tang walked to the table and looked at him amusedly: "If you want to watch it, just watch it, I won't say anything."

"Who wants to read such a bloody thing." Xia Shi murmured softly, tapping his fingers on the cover of "History of Chinese Philosophy" unhappily.Zhou Tang smiled, didn't say anything more, took out a stack of manuscripts from his bag and handed it to him.Xia Shi took it, and scanned ten lines at a glance. When he reached the end, he suddenly closed his eyes: "Die... my eyes... are so hot. Who told you to write Su Xia and Xie Shaosong as a couple? There are more endings An inexplicable kiss?"

"It's called artistic processing." Zhou Tang said without guilt, "Don't you like it?"

"do not like."

"Okay, then I'll go and rewrite it."

Zhou Tang sighed, took the manuscript paper from Xia Shi's hand, and suddenly noticed a white thread wrapped around Xia Shi's little finger.

"What is this?" He pointed to Bai Si and asked.

Xia Shi glanced at it and replied, "Lu Haiqin's hair. I thought it was a little weird, so I left one."

"eccentric?"

"There is a very special smell." Xia Shi said, and untied the hair, "It has a disgusting smell—Lu Haiqin is probably entangled in something."

"It was entanglement." Zhou Tang corrected, "For her, everything is over." The girl is now placed in a collector's screen, which is full of paintings of ladies, and it doesn't matter if there is one more girl.

"I'm so entangled." Xia Shi corrected it unhappily, and tucked his hair into the book: "Anyway, I'm a little concerned about this matter. Ask her, she can't understand, just let me read "" "Song of Comb Plum"."

Zhou Tang stroked her smooth chin: "Maybe she just wants to increase sales for her ex-boyfriend. Do you want to investigate this matter?"

Xia Shi pondered for a while, but still shook his head: "Forget it. My growth is already slow enough, and I don't want to get involved in other things."

He jumped off the chair, put the book in the bookcase, turned and walked outside the house: "Hurry up. This state is too embarrassing."

He turned his head suddenly, looked at Zhou Tang seriously, and said word by word: "You have to kill me quickly. This is the purpose of raising you, you know?"

Zhou Tang's eyes darkened, and he clenched his hand holding the phone tightly, but there was still a smile on his face: "Well, I always knew, my boss."

——The end of "The Search of the Box"