memory hole

, Why is my fate like this, always being targeted by inexplicable anonymous people.As long as he makes a little mistake or does a little outrageous thing, he will be magnified and attacked as his weakness, and now it has simply turned into naked/naked blackmail.

Although it has been a long time since the unpleasant past of the university.However, when Zhong Xian saw the extortion email a year ago, his first reaction was to think that it was done by that person or group of people, who were hiding in the dark and staring at him when he was in college. Like a ghost, the man followed him across time and space.

Although later reason told him that this was impossible.He is far away from his hometown and the university he attended.From the cold north to the Pearl River Estuary where there is no winter.No matter who the person or group of people who attacked him was, it was impossible to follow him all the way south.How can there be such hatred.

Although he has done many unreasonable and even extremely rebellious things since he was a teenager.But he was sure that he had not done too much harm to anyone who was still alive.Except that he has rejected other people's pursuit and may have played the 'youth game' a few times, but this is the only way for everyone.No one is ever so unreasonable.

However, no matter how sober the mind is.That extortion email, in his feeling, always felt that those people from back then had come back.They are still with him.Hiding in the dark, watching his excitement with a sneer.I just want to see him flustered, scared, and overwhelmed.

So Zhong Xian ignored it at all.

If those people think that he cares about his reputation and loves his feathers enough to give in, it means that those people don't understand him at all.

He wouldn't be put off by something like this.Because he never intended to stand upright.He knew from an early age that in the face of life, all stubbornness was useless.He can only be flexible and laugh at himself, singing in the cold of the ice cave, looking for a way in loneliness.

Two days later, Deng Yi finally came to him on his own initiative.

Zhong Xian just finished a round of successful negotiations.When driving back to the company, I saw Deng Yi drinking a glass of blue drink on the outdoor seat downstairs of his company.

Zhong Xian parked the car on the side of the road, lowered the window and waved to Deng Yi.

"Don't say it was a chance encounter." Zhong Xian joked.

"I'm waiting for you to get off work." Deng Yi said directly. "Your secretary says you're out, but you'll be back. So just wait."

"Why don't you call me?"

"You didn't reply to the WeChat message, and the phone seems to be disconnected."

"Oh, I was negotiating just now." Zhong Xian's eyes were always looking at Deng Yi, and he could feel that his eyes were full of joy.The other party must also be able to see it. "Get in the car. Let's go."

"Aren't you going back to the company?"

'Whatever it is. ' Zhong Xian wanted to say this, but just shook his head firmly.As soon as Deng Yi got into his car, he started it.He just wanted to take him home.There was no second destination in mind.

"Where are we going?" Deng Yi said, "Aren't you going to ask me why I came to see you?"

"Uh, what's your business?" Zhong Xian said with a smile.

"...It's okay. I want to talk to you."

"Let's talk. Have some wine to cheer you up, do you still dare?"

"As long as you don't mix me with any memory-curing wine." Deng Yi stared at Zhong Xian who was driving, "You don't feel dizzy when you usually drink it?"

"Want to hear the truth? Actually, I never drink it. I haven't drank it since Dake brought it to me. I happened to use you as an experiment last time."

Deng Yi stared blankly at Zhong Xian. "What you said is true?"

"Really." Zhong Xian smiled brilliantly. "Hate me? Treat you like a white mouse."

"Don't drink that wine in the future. You will really pass out. Your memory has not improved, but your IQ seems to have been affected a little. I tried it. I recited a Tang poem, and it was slower than memorizing it in the past."

"You really believe it." Zhong Xian said with a smile. "If that wine was useful, Dake would have drunk it himself to improve his IQ, how could he be as stupid as he is now."

Ten minutes later, the car drove into the parking lot downstairs of Zhong Xian's apartment.Deng Yi began to look unnatural.Instead, Zhong Xian kept smiling.

"Your negotiation went well today. It's the first time I've seen you so happy." Deng Yi said.

Zhong Xian nodded.

"Maybe you can make a fortune again." Deng Yi followed Zhong Xian out of the car.The two of them took the elevator in the parking lot up to the top floor.Deng Yi was still talking. "Why did you buy the penthouse in the first place?"

Zhong Xian just stared at him and smiled. "You have a lot of questions."

Deng Yi didn't say anything else, and looked at Zhong Xian with a pair of bright eyes.

Entering Zhong Xian's house, just after closing the door, Zhong Xian suddenly grabbed the hand of the person next to him, turned around and hugged him, this sudden move surprised Deng Yi quite a bit, he stepped back subconsciously, bumped into his back The wall at the entrance.

Zhong Xian is indeed in a good mood.He hadn't been in this mood for a long time, everything was going well, and he had someone to share it with.I haven't had this feeling for a long, long time.He suddenly regained his energy and suddenly had the strength to meet more good things.

"You, what, why?" Deng Yi's voice was unnatural.

"You are inexperienced, don't you feel ashamed?" Zhong Xian let go of his hand with a smile, stepped back into the hall, and looked at Deng Yixiao.

"Why do you always think I have no experience?" Deng Yi was a little unconvinced.

"Do you know how to tell the difference? You are always in a daze every time."

Deng Yi looked embarrassed.

Zhong Xian stepped forward and pulled Deng Yi into the living room.

Deng Yi made a defensive gesture, probably to counter Zhong Xian's evaluation of him.He made preparations to deal with Zhong Xian's next step at any time.Zhong Xian suddenly pushed him onto the sofa.The moment Deng Yi fell down, he grabbed Zhong Xian, and he didn't know what method he used, but instead clamped him tightly.

"Okay. I'm not in a daze now."

Zhong Xian couldn't help laughing.When Deng Yi let go, he almost rolled on the ground laughing.

"You're a weirdo!" Zhong Xian laughed so hard that he died. "Once in a hundred years."

Deng Yi was annoyed by his smile. "Who is afraid of whom!" He grabbed Zhong Xian by the collar and brought him to his eyes. "What do you want to do, you think I really don't understand at all."

Zhong Xian laughed even harder.

Suddenly his laughter changed, and gradually he stopped laughing.Deng Yi was unbuttoning his suit jacket.Just when Zhongxian's heartbeat began to speed up.Deng Yi just took out a photo of a girl printed out on A4 paper from the inner pocket with the buttons unbuttoned. "I actually have a question to ask you today." His voice sank. "I think it's better to ask first and then let you continue to laugh."

The clock string simply sits directly on the floor.

"You should know who the girl in this photo is. It's the keyboard player in the band you said jumped off the building."

Of course Zhong Xian remembered. "He Lele."

"Correct."

"You went to investigate so quickly. You, never wanted to take a break?" Zhong Xian said half jokingly and half sarcastically.An unknown fire rose in his heart.

"You said she jumped to her death." Deng Yi asked.

Zhong Xian wanted to stand up from the floor.Tried twice without success.

"You said she jumped to her death." Deng Yi asked again.

Zhong Xian didn't want to answer.

"But she is still alive. Why did you tell me a fake story?" Deng Yi looked at Zhong Xian suspiciously.Zhong Xian finally stood up.

pregnancy

73

Calm as the wind.

Soft as jade.

In the reflective mirror on the side of the wine cabinet, I can see my own appearance at this time, and I still have fascinating characteristics, and I still look so young.

Zhong Xian turned around, took off the dark gray Jack Jones jacket and threw it aside, and lay down lazily on the sofa.He stared at the string of wooden hangings hanging above the beam leading to the balcony.The wooden blocks were painted in different shades of metallic tones, longer or shorter, presumably to create a so-called uneven aesthetic.The air outlet of the central air conditioner in the living room is just above the hanging decoration. At this time, the wooden blocks are gently rotating in the breeze, like a group of sad dancers hanging in the air shaking their heads and tails.

Zhong Xian felt that he was not calm enough.

Can be easily disturbed by people and things around you.It is impossible to predict whether the next second will be joyful or frustrating.My state of mind is often not in my own hands.

Still too young.

however,

When he was younger, he could be firmer than he is now—he could stick to his goals with a hard heart and apathy.

Zhong Xian's thoughts flew very far away.Only then gradually turned back to the people around him.Deng Yi was still looking at him.There was a little uneasiness in his eyes, but there was still a solid thing in his eyes that never wavered, determined to see through him.

"Who the hell is dead?" Zhong Xian repeated in a murmur.It seems that they don't understand the problem.After repeating it twice, he said. "You really want to hear the truth. Well, tell you. It's me."

Deng Yi frowned.

"The me you see is a ghost."

Damn, I'm a ghost.Are you satisfied?

74

The edges of the leaves on the tree have turned slightly yellow, and they are wobbly above the head, as if they will fall at any time.

The sun shines on the street through the gaps in the leaves, shadowy.The glass of the car window reflected the scene of the street into his eyes.

It was late summer when the leaves were already falling.

The smell of sweet popcorn is floating all over the street...

Zhong Xian's memory abruptly stops here.Thinking of those leaves, he also remembered a feeling.It feels like an iron rod when the headache hits down.

He hugged his head and curled up on the sofa.

When Deng Yi put his hand on his shoulder, he jumped up irritably.After walking back and forth on the floor twice, he fled to the balcony.

He opened the window of the balcony and stuck his head out to look outside. He wanted to take a deep breath, but found that the city center he was in was not clear.