memory hole

Telescoping arms hang from the top of a pale gold bedpost.

Through the bed curtain, it can still be seen that the room is very spacious.There are two large windows.One to the east and one to the north.Next to the east-facing window is a rectangular writing desk, which is the only modern furniture in the room.There are many beautiful golden photo frames hanging on the wall.Inside are photos of Deng Yi from childhood to adulthood.

These photos aroused Zhong Xian's strong interest.

He lifted the curtain and jumped out of bed.Look at those photos one by one.

The photo near the door is of a four or five-year-old child, who looks very well-behaved.Smiling, his eyes are extremely clear, like unpolluted plateau lake water.

In all the photos after that, whether they were seven or eight years old, or twelve or thirteen, the people in the photos were all extremely serious, without smiling.Maybe it's because I liked being cool when I was a teenager.

Zhong Xian concluded that these photos must have been hung by Deng Yi's mother.From his feeling, Deng Yi himself may not be willing to make his room look like a growth museum.

Finished looking at the photos.There is only one sentence in Zhong Xian's mind.What a happy man!

so perfect.Born into such a family, he has probably never suffered, never been short of money, and never suffered.

Such a person, how could he have the opportunity to grow up, he should only be an idiot.

People don't value what they have.

Perhaps it was because he was so lucky and smooth that his life was full of sunshine, so he wanted to be a policeman, a detective, and get close to the darkness.And regard the pursuit of mystery as an interesting life goal.idiot.

He probably doesn't know that most people, most human beings like Zhong Xian, are desperately trying to escape poverty and difficulty.He was walking in the opposite direction from everyone else.

It seems that there is no suffering.will not understand.These principles cannot be understood by listening to others.

We are not alone.

Zhong Xian laughed.

Deng Yi had formed an inseparable feeling in his heart.At this moment, he just thought it was ridiculous.

He felt ridiculous as a fool.

He suddenly understood.Deng Yi's fatal attraction to him.Simply because they are the poles of the earth.

Human temperament is formed by every step of growth.Even though he didn't know Deng Yi's background at that time, he still felt the attraction of positive and negative polarities.It was an indescribably flawed complementarity.

Because of his growing up, he was completely different from this idiot rich young master.All he longed for was to make up for the happiness he could never have.

What is this need?

What is this emotion?

Has he found the code of attraction?

Can he decode it?

On the table in the cloakroom, he found his wallet and mobile phone.The phone was set to vibrate by him yesterday, and now it is almost out of battery.There are a lot of prompts for information to enter on the screen.On WeChat, there are many messages from Dake and Eurohang.

He glanced at it quickly.There is no urgent matter for him to answer.

After thinking for a moment, he sent a message to Dake.

[Do you know Mr. Li was blackmailed? ]

Then he went to the bathroom to wash up.Wash off the smell of alcohol and thoughts about Deng Yi from his body.There are many bottles and cans in Deng Yi's bathroom, and a set of utensils is neatly placed on the shelf, with a note below it saying 'this set is named Zhong', Zhong Xian remembered that this was the bath bubble he used last night and toothbrushes etc.Unexpectedly, it was arranged so neatly by Deng Yi, as neatly as a soldier.

While brushing your teeth.The phone vibrated.Zhong Xian thought it was Dake's reply, so he opened it to read.He was surprised to find that Mr. Li sent him a WeChat message.

[happy holidays. ]

Since his departure.He has never had any contact with Mr. Li.

Zhong Xian checked on his mobile phone and found that today is the International Day for Natural Disaster Reduction.There are no holidays in any country.

Dake has not responded.Must be sleeping.Maybe where he played all night last night.Maybe Ou Hang went fooling around with him too.

This is the norm.

86

Zhong Xian tidied up the silk nightgown on his body.Just drape it over your body and tie it with a strap.In order to keep myself from being too unseemly.After being handcuffed all night, he seemed to be used to the handcuffs.The two hands are always so close to each other, which looks humble and ridiculous, but also has a different feeling of life.If you really committed a crime, you will be in this state forever.

The shackles on the body are easy to see and easy to solve.What's in your heart?I don't know where it is, let alone what key to open it with.

key?

The bells made a great circle around the room.He decided not to wait for Deng Yi to appear.

Push open the bedroom door and enter the corridor on the second floor.

A strange picture appeared in front of him.Sunlight shines in from many windows. This villa has four floors in total, one basement and three above ground.Unsurprisingly, the basement should be the garage and entertainment room.The porch on the first floor connects the main entrance with the living room. The high space here runs through the upper and lower floors, making the living room look very spacious and majestic.The first floor is indeed mainly in Chinese style, showing the heritage and wealth of the owner.Zhong Xian didn't observe carefully last night when he was drunk.

He ridiculed the poor decoration of the villa last night, but he didn't think so in his heart.This is the most thorough design he has seen that combines Chinese and European styles.He couldn't help but imagine how being caught between two such strong parents would affect Deng Yi's growth.

He walked down the stairs and looked around, but he still didn't see Deng Yi.I didn't see anyone else either, there should always be a service staff on call in this kind of villa.An auntie nanny or something with an apron on all the time cleaning around.Didn't even find out.

Zhong Xian found the U-shaped sofa at the entrance of the villa.

In the messy memory of last night.He clearly remembered Deng Yi throwing the keys of the handcuffs behind the sofa.He dropped to the ground, like a squirrel, and started looking for the key.

When he looked up again, he found a dark red antique Chinese display rack at the other end of the hall.He immediately gave up looking for the key, and quickly walked to the display shelf to look at it.

He froze.

87

When Deng Yi appeared, Zhong Xian was squatting under the sofa in a daze.

Deng Yi sat on the sofa and looked at him with interest. "Are you catching mice?"

Zhong Xian noticed that Deng Yi was wearing short sportswear, with a pedometer hanging on his arm. "You... went for a run?"

"Correct."

"Run every morning?"

"Thunder can't be shaken."

"Even if you didn't sleep much last night, you still have to persevere?" Zhong Xian sat down on the carpet.He suddenly figured out why he couldn't see Deng Yi every time he woke up.He thought about it wildly and sighed with emotion about his life. "You have a very regular life. Isn't it painful to get up early every day?"

"It's been almost a year. It's become a habit." Deng Yi showed his injured arm. "If I hadn't been so persistent, I wouldn't have recovered so well. Between health and laziness, it shouldn't be hard to choose."

Zhong Xian stretched out his hand to Deng Yi: "I'm sober. Let me go."

Deng Yi did not comment.

"Open it."

Deng Yi stood up. "I'm going to take a shower."

"Hey. Stop messing around. I'm very angry."

"What I said last night is still valid. You play the guitar for me. I will open it for you. There is no other way." Deng Yi said as he walked towards the stairs.

Zhong Xian stared at his back.

On the second floor, Deng Yi stopped at the railing, turned around and put his hands on the railing, looked at Zhong Xian and said loudly: "There is something that you probably want to know. Huang Jie's matter is settled."

Zhong Xian looked up at him.I didn't understand what he was talking about for a while.

"Huang Jie?"

"What? Didn't you care a lot at the time? You forgot it so quickly. You're so strange. I thought it was because you were too busy this week that you stopped asking about her. I tried my best this week, and finally Found her grandfather, who is her grandfather..."

Only then did Zhong Xian react. "You mean Xiao Zhu's girlfriend?"

"Yes. Have you forgotten that poor little girl?"

Zhong Xian smiled awkwardly.He did forget.When he saw the girl, he was touched and wanted to help.But from his real thoughts, he doesn't have a warmer heart than Deng Yi, and he doesn't want to give more sympathy.Suffering in life seemed normal to him, not to mention that the suffering stemmed from his own stupidity.In addition, he was busy with work, so he really completely forgot.

After all, he didn't think it was so shocking.

"You found her grandpa?"

"Well. The old man has arrived in SZ. He expressed his willingness to take care of her. When she is discharged from the hospital, he will take her back to his hometown. However, he is almost 70 years old."

"Where's the baby?"

"It's gone. Huang Jie gave up the rescue."

The two looked at each other, but no one spoke.

"This is the price of growth." Zhong Xian said conclusively, and he lay down on the ground to continue looking for the key.Deng Yi turned around and walked into the room on the second floor.

Luban Award.Zhong Xian looked at the floor and muttered to himself.

87

"Your phone keeps ringing." Deng Yi came out of the room, shaking Zhong Xian's phone in his hand.He had already showered and changed into white casual clothes.The whole person looks cool and handsome.

Zhong Xian retracted his head from under the sofa, turned over and sat up.

Deng Yi looked at him on the second floor and laughed.

There was a distance between the two of them by one floor, and Zhong Xian felt that when he climbed the stairs to get the phone, it probably wouldn't ring again, so he stood up unhurriedly.But I saw Deng Yi put the mobile phone into a small basket next to the railing on the second floor, and the small basket lowered to a position about one meter above the ground on the first floor and stopped.Zhong Xian took out his mobile phone from the basket.Looking at the small basket, it seems that the flower indigo from a flower shop has been transformed into this kind of use.The practice is a lot like a kid's gizmo.

The phone keeps ringing.A hidden unknown number.Zhong Xian answered suspiciously