Glass man

Everyone was very excited, except for Cheng Jiang, who didn't understand the world so well, and Luan Yu, who became more silent.

When the others started clinking glasses, Cheng Jiang saw her covering her face from the corner of her eye, paused for a few seconds, then got up and left the table.At first he thought she was going to use the bathroom, but seeing that she hadn't come back for almost a quarter of an hour, he briefly greeted the others and prepared to go out and look for her.

He didn't know why he felt that he should go to Luan Yu, probably because she had talked to him a few words, and now she seemed to be inexplicably depressed.

Cheng Jiang walked around the hot pot restaurant before going out.When he stood at the gate and looked around, he saw her sitting on the decorative steps on the side of the building, her head bowed.

When he got closer, he realized that she was crying.

Cheng Jiang is actually a socially awkward person in essence.

This adjective is called "socially awkward" in English, and it is literally translated back to Chinese as "socially awkward".One of the most "socially awkward" scenes for him so far is when he's confronted by someone who's crying.Cheng Yuegu's time was a special case, and Cynthia, who was still under the age limit for the exit interview in Lengwan, was not counted for the time being.

So he allowed his mind to go blank for a few seconds before resorting to the only response he could think of: waiting for her to finish crying.

This time he didn't worry about whether he should run away when Luan Yu didn't see him, but just sat down next to her silently, looked at the pebbles on the ground, looked at Luan Yu, and then looked at the pebbles on the ground .On the way, Luan Yu found a person sitting next to him, raised his head and glanced at him, his lips twitched a bit, but he still didn't speak, and continued to lower his head and cry.

There was no sound when she cried.

Cheng Jiang searched in his pocket and found a small bag of half-used paper, which he planned to stuff for her the next time she looked up.And as she continued to cry, he began to try to figure out for himself why she was crying.

Is it because the troupe is disbanding?Or is it because You Lulu is leaving?

Cheng Jiang didn't quite understand what pure friendship between girls felt like.

He tried to substitute him and Shen Jiqing, thinking about how it would feel if the other party wanted to move him away one day.But halfway through the substitution, he felt that this was wrong, different.what about others?He didn't have many friends in total, and Lin Suimeng wasn't that close to him either.

Just as he was thinking, Luan Yu raised his head again, and he could only stuff the pack of tissues into her hand with lightning speed, while stammering:

"You...don't cry, You Lulu will definitely come back sometimes. If you miss her, you can also go to Shanghai to see her. The mobile phone is so convenient, although you can't see her often anymore, you can always contact her."

As soon as Cheng Jiang spoke, Luan Yu started talking too.In order to make their communication easier, Cheng Jiang even leaned closer to her ear.

"I know...but—it's different."

Cheng Jiang recalled Luan Yu's performance today, and finally grasped the point:

"What's that for? She's getting married?"

Luan Yu choked and nodded.

"But everyone can choose to get married. Look, she is going to get married now, and in a few years, you will get married too. We are all adults, and it will be a matter of time before we start a family."

"I will never get married." Luan Yu said sobbingly, "You don't understand."

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☆、chapter71

Luan Yu said he would not understand.

But when she said "you don't understand", Cheng Jiang suddenly understood.In a blink of an eye, he recalled Luan Yu's actions, manners, and demeanor when he first met her, and only then did he explain many details.But before he realized what he was talking about, the shock was such that for the first time in his life he said it without thinking.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was startled at first, and was afraid of offending Luan Yu, but the latter just raised his big eyes swollen from crying, and nodded while crying.She probably suppressed it so much that she still hasn't shed all the tears.

At this time, Cheng Jiang really didn't know how to continue to comfort him, he could only think that since Luan Yu had already said everything, he would also say it.

"Actually," he hesitated a little, "I...I too...Yes."

"What is it?"

"I won't get married either."

Luan Yu looked at him fixedly.

"Do you remember the man who came with me when I came to the show?" Cheng Jiang said with difficulty, "I asked you to watch him for me, the one you said he was unhappy, he..."

Sure enough, Luan Yu was successfully distracted.She asked in amazement:

"You... you already...?"

"No. I dared not let him know."

Luan Yu was silent for a long while before agreeing:

"Yeah, this kind of thing has always been shady."

She also said the longest sentence Cheng Jiang has heard her say since she met her:

"I met Sister Lulu when I was six years old, and then when I was 13 years old...it has been nine years now. She is quite open emotionally, and she has talked about her partner seven or eight times, but none of them lasted long. I was going to get married directly, I didn't expect it at all. But I can't accept it and I can't help it. But now the troupe is also disbanding, and, and - why everything has to happen at the same time? Why can't it happen first One, give me some time to slow down, how many other things will happen?"

Lin Suimeng didn't just say that the troupe was going to be disbanded.

"Are you concerned about the disbandment of the troupe?" Cheng Jiang asked with difficulty.

"I do not know."

"But it doesn't."

Luan Yu was still crying, but when he heard this, he seemed to be stuck, his trembling shoulders suddenly stopped moving.She didn't look up, still buried her face and questioned:

"No, no, it's about to happen. Sister Mengmeng said..."

Cheng Jiang waited and waited until she started sobbing again, and realized that it was his turn to speak.He thought for a while, and finally hurriedly asked before Luan Yu buried his head down again:

"what did she say?"

"She said... There are only a few people left, and she may not have to play in the future. She asked me what I think."

"Didn't you say you wanted to stay?"

Luan Yu covered his eyes and shook his head.

"She thought that once You Lulu left, you wouldn't come either. But will you still come?"

"What can the remaining three do? And who will act on stage, Sister Mengmeng? You? Me?"

"You can act."

"Me?" She turned to look at him as if hearing some big joke.She no longer covered her face with her hands, revealing huge deformed eyes that were almost hideous from crying, red, swollen and bloodshot. "I couldn't speak clearly at first, look at it again - I look like this!"

Cheng Jiang looked at her for a second or two.

Luan Yu's eyes are said to be deformed, but in fact they are not as exaggerated as special effects, at most they are very weird at first glance.She didn't always bother with her eyes, and she even joked that she could see through everything.Luan Yu, who was almost speechless, seemed to be a natural bystander. She saw through Lin Suimeng and him, but she couldn't see through that You Lulu would never love her.If he didn't chase her out and ask, would anyone in the world know what she was thinking about?

He didn't talk, she didn't talk, just sat there blankly.

Now Cheng Jiang was really watching her eyes carefully.

Strange to say: it was her blue eyeshadow that he was looking at when the engine sounded from across the street.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and a thought emerged.

Shen Jiqing especially doesn't like to park in the gap.

He turned the car with difficulty and rolled down the window, just in time to see two people whispering on the side steps of the trapezoidal hot pot restaurant, very close to each other.Just as he recognized the man among them as Cheng Jiang, the other man also stood up and waved high in his direction.He lowered his head and said something to the girl next to him, patted her on the shoulder, and then ran to his car window in a few steps.

He asked Cheng Jiang:

"Do you need to spend some time with your friends?"

Cheng Jiang shook his head, saying that it was almost over, and asked him to wait a little longer.Then he quickly ran back into the dining room, and after a while he ran back with the bag in it, and tied the blue scarf he gave Cheng Jiang around his neck again, which looked loose because of running, almost behind him. Fly up, like half a wing.

He walked around to the other side of the car window, knocked on the window, greeted Cynthia sitting in the co-pilot with exaggerated gestures, and then familiarly opened the rear door and sat in.

As soon as he sat down, Cheng Yue began to sniff:

"You smell so weird."

"Your nose is good." Shen Jiqing smiled at her, "Hey, how about giving you another nickname? I'll call you Miss Nose."

Cheng Yue didn't hear clearly, and was still playing with her hair seriously: "What kind of nose is a good nose?"

Shen Jiqing burst out laughing.

"It's whoever you want it to be."

At this time, they had once again moved out of the parking space with difficulty, and were blocked at the intersection again.Before they started moving again, Shen Jiqing turned on the music player in the car, so they listened to Bandari going home.

Cheng Yue suddenly repeated the old saying:

"I can't find Bear."

Since Cheng Jiang's spirit returned to normal, Cynthia moved back to the second floor. She didn't know why, but just thought it was fun to move around. Although it took half an hour to move, the physical condition was obviously lower than that of men of the same age. Adults probably don't think so.

Her adenoids are now fully healed and she is sleeping completely and peacefully at night and is off her medication.She is also very happy to hear about it.

Generally speaking, Cynthia is very satisfied with her recent life, the only thing that is a little unhappy is that her teddy bear has gone somewhere.Cheng Jiang's last impression of it was in the washing machine, but due to various reasons, he didn't have the energy to pay attention to its subsequent whereabouts.This time she was clicked for some reason, and she was immediately reminded, and chanted all the way in the car.

The car was driving very steadily, but the driver himself only felt that he had actually managed to avoid countless road disasters by relying on fear along the way. While waiting for the last red street light, he said tremblingly:

"If you can't find it all the time, let's resign ourselves to fate, huh? I have a chance to buy you another one that is exactly the same."

"But that's not the original one." The girl replied stubbornly.

In the end, they could only promise her to look for it as much as possible, and they would do what they said, and they would start searching separately as soon as they got home.

The blue teddy bear still stood out, so they searched the living room, three bedrooms, the yard and the kitchen, and finally found it inside the washing machine.

The doll had somehow been left in the washing machine instead of being taken out to dry, and it was still damp and covered with light-colored mold spots.

Shen Jiqing pulled it out by the ear with two fingers, was silent for a while, and said:

"Forget it, I'll buy another one for her, this one is too rotten to read."

They discussed it, and Cheng Jiang held her back, so that Shen Jiqing could wrap up the unrecognizable bear doll without anyone noticing it, and then throw it into the public trash can outside the community.

When he came back, Cynthia had regained her interest in the rebroadcast of "Peppa Pig" on TV out of children's usual liking for the new and loathing the old, and she didn't mention anything about Bear anymore.

Cheng Jiang has long developed the habit of racing against time to do his own things whenever Cynthia doesn't need him. At this time, he has already shrunk to the side of the sofa and continued to translate "Fiddler'sneck" without distraction.In the past, when they were spending their evening time in the living room, Shen Jiqing and him would each occupy one side of the sofa, but since Cynthia occupied the far left seat, Shen Jiqing could only move to the right, squeezed together with Cheng Jiang, and opened herself up. The computer began to clatter and type on the keyboard.

Cheng Jiang glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, thinking it should be a work report or something.

In all fairness, once Shen Jiqing sat down, the work efficiency of the two of them was really not very high, because Shen Jiqing had to say something every little while.

At this time he is asking:

"How was your party today?"

Cheng Jiang stared at the computer screen, and suddenly said for a long time:

"I found myself something to do again."

Looking at his expression, Shen Jiqing seemed a little nervous and dazed, but also a little excited.

"what's up?"

"I promised a little girl that I would write her a new play."

"Won't that be nice. What are you going to write?"

"mime."

Shen Jiqing looked at him again in surprise, and leaned back in the chair again.

"I don't wonder what you write. Why pantomime?"

"Because she can't act in other roles." Cheng Jiang said thoughtfully, "You may also have an impression. It's the one with... the big eyes."

"Does she have to act?"

"There's no one else! They were almost disbanded, because everyone was about to leave. She sat there and cried for a long time, and I felt uncomfortable watching it."

Shen Jiqing paused for a while and asked:

"Why do you have to leave?"

"Because each of them has other more important matters." Cheng Jiang looked at him quietly, and deliberately added, "For example, one of the girls is getting married."

"It's good to be married."

"What about you?" Thinking of Luan Yu's situation, he couldn't help thinking about it, and asked, "Isn't it called 'Thirty Erli' here? Why, don't you consider finding someone?"

"I don't know. Then would you consider getting married, for Cheng Yue?"

In the background of the loud music and dialogue on the TV, they were very close and looked at each other cautiously.

Cheng Jiang said:

"I do not know either."

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☆、chapter72

They put the girl to bed together as usual, and then went down the stairs together.

I don't know if it's because the heating temperature in the room is too high, Cheng Jiang found that Shen Jiqing's temples to the neck looked a little watery, as if soaked in sweat.

While listening to Cheng Jiang flipping through the fairy tale book to tell a story, he also breathed heavily unconsciously, as if he was unwell.

Cheng Jiang asked him if he wanted to sit for a while in the corridor on the second floor where the heating was obviously much weaker, and he would come out immediately after telling the story.

Shen Jiqing agreed with relief, said goodnight to Cynthia, and left the room without closing the door.Cheng Jiang looked back and saw that he had only taken two steps down before sitting down on the stairs, and smiled back at them.

Cheng Jiang continued to read the story that was almost over, the voice was not loud, but enough for everyone inside and outside the house to hear.

The child sits on the landing and waits.

Shen Ziwei didn't finish dinner with them today, but had a social meeting.He thought Liu Jiangyin, who was suffering from illness, couldn't take it out, so he brought his glamorous female secretary as his female companion, and he didn't know what time he would be back.He doesn't do this often, at most once every half a month, and every time Liu Jiangyin sits in the living room and waits, not daring to call him for fear that he will bother her.

The child is different from Liu Jiangyin: he doesn't love Shen Ziwei.

So he usually went to bed at a normal time and rarely waited like she did, but this night was different.He didn't want Liu Jiangyin to know that he was also awake, so he lay barefoot on the railing of the stairs in his pajamas, not daring to make a sound.He sometimes heard the roar of cars driving outside the window, so sometimes he ran back to the room lightly, trying to identify Shen Ziwei's vehicle from the window.

Because of the angle, he couldn't see the license plate or the color of the car body, but he knew that there wouldn't be many cars coming into the community at such a late hour.So every time he saw a car passing by the window, he would run back to the railing; when no one came in for a long time, he couldn't help but walk back to the window, because if Shen Ziwei's car came back, he would be the first to see it place.

He wanted to hear Liu Jiangyin pronounce his death sentence with his own ears.

Shen Ziwei didn't come back until midnight that day.The child has to go to school the next day, so he can't stay up all night, so he can only go back to the room with the lights off and crawl under the covers.After being surrounded by the familiar darkness, he woke up and realized how ridiculous his behavior just now was: because Liu Jiangyin would not tell Shen Ziwei quietly, she would definitely say it in front of his face.

Shen Ziwei stayed at home less and less.Breakfast, dinner, just one morning and one night.

The children's teachers like to babble about a lot of scores, wrong questions, and other things before handing out the papers. At this time, the child's heartbeat will completely speed up, and it will not return to normal until the papers are in hand.

But Liu Jiangyin deliberately didn't distribute the papers.

She held it in her hand, enjoying seeing him in constant panic, day after day.

At first the child waited every day.He suffered from insomnia, woke up in the morning, and his heartbeat was completely out of control. He grabbed his neck in front of the mirror, let go, and pressed the pulse on the side of his neck again.

Maybe it's an inborn preference, or maybe it's because his ex-wife cheated, Shen Ziwei hates everything that doesn't follow the rules in his opinion.He hated the child's shirt when it was not buttoned to the top, hated Liu Jiangyin in the living room for wearing a skirt that was above her knees, and also hated the child's hard-fought skirt that would occupy the last class on Tuesday afternoon Band training activities.

He is the well-deserved master of the house, and he calls the shots, and if they are not carried out properly, they will decide whether to deal with cold violence or physical punishment according to who the wrongdoer is.Fortunately, he was away most of the time.

Children know what will happen to them.

No, he didn't know, because if it was just confinement and beatings, he shouldn't be so afraid.At first he was glad that Liu Jiangyin didn't speak up every day, but then he began to pray every night for her to speak up.Later, he even thought with luck, maybe Liu Jiangyin didn't see it at all, maybe she wouldn't tell Shen Ziwei.

Many years later, when the child recalled his thoughts at this time, he was still amazed at his ignorance of Liu Jiangyin.

How could he expect Liu Jiangyin to give up the only source of happiness in her withered life?

She began dropping words occasionally as she passed him or spoke to him.Only the two of them could understand those words, so she also said them in front of Shen Ziwei, who was already indifferent to them, and couldn't tell why. It was just his wife's nickname for his son.He is also indifferent to the mother-son relationship between the two of them.

In his opinion, it was already a great gift to them that he could come back almost every day.

Maybe he didn't care one iota what they thought.

"You two are quite close." He said eccentrically, letting Liu Jiangyin grab his shoulders.Where Shen Ziwei could not see, the child saw her saying silently:

"Poor thing, I heard that little monsters like you will eventually become perverted murderers when they grow up."

He lowered his head and stared at the straight chopsticks with both eyes.It seemed that it was getting closer and closer to him. If he suddenly bumped forward, or a gust of wind pushed him from behind, would it go through the flesh and blood refreshingly?Naturally, he didn't move, but the pair of chopsticks had clearly entered, and blood and flesh stuck in his throat.

He blinked hard, but he couldn't eat the tomatoes in the bowl anymore.

Seeing him in a daze, Shen Ziwei frowned and scolded him:

"What's the matter with you? How can you only eat two bites of the meal you worked so hard to make? Look at your stupid look! Eat, can't you hear me? Starve to death, you deserve it!"

The noose hangs over his head, day after day.His only way out is to find Liu Jiangyin for a showdown.

"Will you tell him?" the child asked.

"I'm not sure about that." Liu Jiangyin said softly.

"Then... can you not tell him?"

"Actually, I don't think it's good to bother him with such trivial matters. But your attitude is too bad, and it makes me sad, Ji Qing. Look at other people's children, who doesn't love their mother wholeheartedly? But You only know how to pierce my heart, you make me sad and disappointed."

He stood with half of his body leaning against the door frame, and following his gaze, he could see another room at the end of the second floor, which was the only useless room in the family.

He asked, "What do you want from me?"

"What do I want from you? What can I want from you? As long as you are a good boy and ask me politely, I believe that you didn't do it on purpose. I believe that you don't have such nasty tendencies at all. The child is just curious about playing house. Okay?"

The child looked back from the useless door and looked at her.

He knew what she wanted, but he had no room to fight her: even if she was sick, even if she had long since ceased to receive attention, she was still the legitimate mistress of the house and had the right to dictate to him.And he has only one ugly secret, and countless dawns waiting for it that maybe the stepmother won't reveal to the father.

He heard himself say:

"Please...Mom. Don't tell him. I didn't mean to, I was just...really just curious."

Liu Jiangyin showed a pure and happy smile.Her fading sweetness was as sharp as her words, biting him like a small piece of iron used to sharpen his nails.

"Really? Of course I'll do what you want, poor little thing. How do you know I'm all for your own good and how much I love you? But I can't tell. I have a terrible headache today, you Be considerate of me as I have been of you, and don't saw your piece of wood. Don't ever saw again, okay? Never, never again."

The door to another room at the end of the second floor was gently closed.

Then came the sound of shallow footsteps.When Cheng Jiang finished telling the story and came out, seeing Shen Jiqing sitting on the side of the stairs near the railing with his chin propped up in thought, he slowly sat down beside him.It was a little cool on the stairs, but the house was generally warm, so he didn't mind that.He didn't care that the two of them sat for a while, but as soon as he sat down, Shen Jiqing turned sideways, naively asking him to guess what he was thinking just now.

Cheng Jiang had no clue, guessed two or three answers before Shen Jiqing said:

"I was thinking, don't you think time flies? This house was vacant just two years ago. Then I... my father called me and said you were coming, and I drove to the airport to pick you up, just I arrived at this time, almost eight o'clock. But you were late, and I waited for two hours. During the rest, there was a person talking to the baby, and I found out that he was talking to himself."

"I didn't want to talk at the time." Cheng Jiang leaned his head against the wall next to him, "It's just that I'm sorry...it's even more embarrassing at night, and the power went out again. You don't forget it very much now, and I only know that the electricity bill owed is after a reminder. It took half a month before the power switch was cut off."

"is it?"

The two sat on the steps, thinking that it happened to be the second New Year when Cheng Jiang came back from Lengwan, and you and I recalled a lot of old things in bits and pieces.In the end, there was really nothing to talk about, so I talked about trivial matters in the troupe.Like Lin Suimeng made a "New Year's wish list", with [-] items on it, [-] of which were not completed last year. "New year, new atmosphere!" She bluffed as always, "No matter what happened last year, I must complete everything this year."

It took a little longer to talk about Lin Suimeng.Shen Jiqing doesn't know her at all, so it sounds interesting.In the end, Cheng Jiang stood up first and asked if it was time to go down.

Shen Jiqing said yes repeatedly, but after Cheng Jiang stood up and walked down a few steps, he still remained motionless.

"Aren't you going downstairs?"

Shen Jiqing tilted her head, sat on the steps with her knees in her arms, swayed left and right a few times, and said unreasonably:

"I can't get up—give me a lift."

Cheng Jiang couldn't help laughing, and walked back a few steps, holding onto the railing with one hand, and grabbing Shen Jiqing's outstretched left wrist with the other, and carefully pulled it up a few times.It wasn't that Shen Jiqing couldn't get up, but just wanted to tease Cheng Jiang, so he didn't rely entirely on Cheng Jiang to pull him, so he was easily pulled up by force.Cheng Jiang turned his head and saw that there were still traces of sweat on the side of his cheek, so he asked:

"Is there anything uncomfortable about you?"

"A little chest tightness," Shen Jiqing replied, "I don't know why. It's okay, it will be fine in a while. It's really okay."

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☆、chapter73

The family didn't buy special decorations for this new year, only the ornaments that Cheng Jiang made during Christmas are still hanging in every corner, as if Christmas is not over yet.However, once when Cheng Jiang entered Shen Jiqing's room to get a book, he found that he had taken out a white paper embossed lantern that had been hung two years ago at some point, and tied it to the railing of the bed with a thread.

He visually inspected it, and felt that if someone was lying on the bed, the bottom of the lantern would be less than ten centimeters from the face.

The lantern itself is very beautiful, with the light blue dried forget-me-not flowers inside pressed with a natural atmosphere, but the fact that the white paper lantern is hung above the bed during the New Year is still quite strange.But Shen Jiqing didn't care about this, claiming that if it was in Japan, hanging white lanterns meant praying for health and happiness, so Cheng Jiang didn't ask any more questions.

The past three days have been uneventful for them.

There are a pile of old discs in Shen Jiqing's drawer.Cheng Jiang just picked up a piece of "The Barber's Lover", but he snatched it away again, saying that it was not suitable for festive occasions.Cynthia was tired of watching cartoons, and she was even less interested in other movies, so the only entertainment left was a treasure game for young children arranged for Cynthia.Cheng Jiang wrapped the candies and biscuits in clean colored paper and hid them, and wrote many small notes to guide her to find them.

Cheng Jiang arranged the clues in every corner of the house.When he came down from the stairs, he found that Shen Jiqing was also running around the house mysteriously. Seeing him coming down, he quickly put his hands behind his back.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"I also hid something for you." Shen Jiqing said.

Cheng Jiang didn't expect Shen Jiqing to hide things for him.He said it was not a rare gift, he just thought he might like it, and as long as he found it, he would formally give it to him.It doesn't take much effort for Cheng Jiang to write small notes for children. Shen Jiqing's notes were not arranged until the afternoon of the 3rd.The first one lay crookedly on the floor in the middle of the living room and found a note, which read:

【Where does Alesea eat oysters】

Cheng Jiang immediately understood that the puzzles in the puzzle game were probably related to the "Qin Kiss" he was translating.In the memory flashback of the male protagonist at the beginning of the novel, both the male and female protagonists just want to find a place to quickly eat the oysters that they didn’t have time to eat at noon.The main character, Blake, walks down the long corridor and runs to the small storage room behind the classroom, where he finds young Alessia hiding.

Cheng Jiang had never thought that Shen Jiqing would use the plot in the novel as a clue before, and was very surprised by it.

Shen Jiqing really liked this book very much.

For a moment, he even suspected that Shen Jiqing was going to give him the "Fiddler'sneck", but he thought it was impossible, so he stopped thinking about it.He quickly found a piece of blue Post-it note with a crooked stick figure of an oyster in a storage room he barely went into, affixed to a huge cardboard box.There are still a lot of bits and pieces in the cardboard box, and there is something wrapped in a black cloth under it. I don't know what it is.

The note was flipped to the back, and it read:

【Alesea's Diary Hideout】

Under her pillow, Cheng Jiang remembered it clearly.

He first searched the bedrooms on the first floor nearby, and then went upstairs to check Shen Jiqing's room and his.Finally, he found a piece of cardboard in his pillowcase, on which a stick figure in a skirt was drawn, and below it was a line of small words:

[Alesea's yellow dress]

The writing technique in the novel is actually a bit of a stream of consciousness. Although the content in it runs through nearly ten years, it is actually all the flashbacks of the hero and heroine’s respective memories, and the plot time from Chapter 1 to the last chapter is only a short time. It's only an hour.

During this time, Alessia only wore a yellow dress, which is mentioned repeatedly in the book's description.Cheng Jiang's first reaction when he saw the card was to find Cynthia's yellow dress, even though her only yellow dress was in yellow and blue, which was different from the heroine's.

He went upstairs and turned the skirt out, checked it inside and out, but found no extra clues.

When he was looking for clues, Shen Jiqing had nothing to do, so she walked up and down behind him, giving him a few hints from time to time.

"You have to learn to diverge your thinking," he said at this time, "and think about other descriptions."

Cheng Jiang tidied up the skirt and hung it back, then turned his gaze to the drawer under the cabinet.

It is indeed specifically mentioned in the novel that Alessia picked out an orange-yellow summer dress from a drawer in the closet and put it on with her back to the open door.A guy who happened to pass by the door saw her bare back, and that set off a whole sexual|fantasy about her.

However, because this description is subsequently connected with Alessia's memories, it is very ambiguous whether that person is Blake or Thain.

In fact, if you look at Thain purely from the impact on the plot, he is actually more like an image than a character.He symbolizes the hero's self who passed away on the eve of high school graduation and is still full of enthusiasm for life and dreams.

From this point of view, the biography that Shen Jiqing wrote and drew for him is actually superfluous.

Thinking of this, Cheng Jiang checked the drawer again, but there was no clue in it.

"Yellow skirt." Shen Jiqing specially emphasized the tone, seeing that Cheng Jiang was still in a daze, repeated several times, "Think about it, how are the original words written in the book?"

There is indeed one.When that dress first appeared in the text, it was specifically described as "Ina color that only belongs to the immature fresh, glittering oranges under as sun beam (with the unique sparkling color of immature fresh oranges under the sun)".

tangerinr?

Cheng Jiang ran into the kitchen, and sure enough, he found a post-it note card with oranges on it in the buttoned dinner plate.

"Your question is so difficult." He picked up the card and said.

Shen Jiqing's painting skills are limited to stick figures, but for the game he designed for Cheng Jiang this time, he drew more than a dozen pictures, which were distributed all over the house, and even hung one on a tree branch in the yard.While searching all the way, Cheng Jiang even accidentally found a lot of gadgets that Shen Jiqing had been searching for for a long time, including a magnifying glass without a casing, buttons that fell from nowhere, and a suit of clothes. Card.

"I never knew you worked out." Cheng Jiang gave him a suspicious look and said.

"Because I couldn't find the card, I didn't go." Shen Jiqing explained.

The last note is a stick figure representing the mirror of the bathroom. When Cheng Jiang took it out from the crack, he saw the writing on the back:

[What did Cyan say to Blake when he first appeared]

Cheng Jiang couldn't remember the specific words and sentences of that passage, but the general meaning was:

"Every beginning is just a continuation of something else, buddy. It's like when you open a book, it always starts halfway through something, doesn't it? But in other words, everything They are also beginnings. Like now, my conversations with you, they have already begun, but as long as I want, I can say that the next sentence I am about to say is the beginning."

Cheng Jiang liked this sentence very much.

At the end of the story, Thain disappeared into memory, and Blake finally recovered from the dusty world.