I have a Secret

Companionship is the longest love.

Huang Dan followed Nie Wenyuan, starting from the spring of City B, walking forward without looking back, wherever he went, stopping when he was tired, and continuing when he had enough rest.

They always only have each other, and only need each other.

In the tenth year, Nie Wenyuan's health was failing, and he had endured illnesses all the year round, but he had come to an end. He could no longer take his little nephew to see the scenery. He lay on the bed regretfully, feeling that God had given them too little time, and wanted to do There are still many things that have not been done.

During that period of time, the days were difficult, and Huang Dan stayed with Nie Wenyuan almost every step of the way. Whenever there was a movement, he would be in a panic. When he called his name, he held his hand and responded "I am" over and over again.

Nie Wenyuan heaved a sigh of relief and was reluctant to leave. His body had stopped working and decayed, and he was only supported by an obsession.

No one knew how long he would last, nor why he was tortured, stubbornly holding on to that breath, and refused to give up.

Huang Dan was skinny and skinny, with a sharp chin, but only a pair of eyes filled with tenderness. He suffered from severe anorexia, and would vomit even bile after eating, but he didn't tell Nie Wenyuan.

Nie Wenyuan still knew, his obsession was swallowed up by pity all of a sudden, no matter how reluctant, no matter how unwilling, he gave up his breath and temporarily let his little nephew go, waiting for the next life.

There was a sign before Huang Dan left. He sent an email to Zhou Weiwei, asking her to make arrangements for their funeral, and took out all the rest of his savings.

Whether to keep it or donate it is up to Zhou Weiwei.

When Zhou Weiwei's husband rushed over with her, her cousin and uncle were lying on each other's side, their faces were peaceful. She lay in her husband's arms and wept bitterly, it would be better not to see her.

After a few days, there was a tomb in the greenery on the mountain, and there were two people living in it, they were a couple.

In this world, there may be people called Nie Wenyuan and people called He Chen Yu, but Nie Wenyuan and Chen Yu, who really loved each other, are gone. They went to another world, where they will meet again.

When he regained consciousness, Huang Dan returned to the real world. He stood in front of the cash register, next to his ears was the little girl's doubtful voice, "Sir?"

Huang Dan took the little girl's change, raised his eyes and smiled, "Thank you."

The little girl was stunned for a while, and felt that the man was really good-looking, with soft and picturesque features, but still heroic. He smiled, and when people saw him, she wished to show her heart to him and let him handle it.

The sky after the rain is blue and blue, as if it has been washed by water, and the water marks left on it have been carefully wiped off with a piece of cloth, like a calm lake, reflecting the glitz and hustle and bustle of the city.

Huang Dan carried his bag and walked towards the parking place. He was distracted, thinking about something, but he didn't notice a motorcycle coming.

There was severe pain in his left leg, Huang Dan's eyes went dark, the bag in his hand fell, and he fell to the ground, the blood on his face faded instantly.

The motorcycle owner stabilized the car and ran over. He panicked and said sorry incoherently, "First... sir, how are you? Are you okay?"

Yellow slips are not so good.

It was someone else who had a cut in his leg and could stand up with pain, but he couldn't, he was covered in cold sweat, his limbs were weak, and he collapsed.

Passers-by came around, one or two, more and more, forming a circle around the place where the incident happened.

It is human nature to watch the excitement, no matter what it is, you have to lean in and take a look, as if you have a lot of meat on your body, even if you know that it is better not to watch the excitement, it is easy to cause trouble, but you still control it Can't help myself.

At this moment, almost all the people around were staring at the people on the ground, guessing how old they were, what jobs they had, and where they had crashed.

Huang Dan is not a yelling character, and he suppresses it when he is in pain, but the tears on his face still frighten the passers-by, crying like that, it must not only be a scratch on the leg, hurt It's a bone, maybe I hit my head.

Now that there is no need to run away for thousands of dollars, everyone looked at the owner of the motorcycle and sighed for a while.

The owner of the motorcycle was sweating profusely. He hurriedly took out his mobile phone, swipe for a long time to unlock it, and called 120 with shaking hands, "Sir, I have already called 120, you hold on first."

Huang Dan was speechless, his brows were furrowed, his lips were tightly pursed, and his expression made him feel like he was dying.

120 is neither too fast nor too late.

The owner of the motorcycle did not leave. He sent the yellow ticket to the hospital, and called his family on the way, saying that he had hit someone, and asked his family to send him money, "Don't ask, hurry up!"

After making the phone call, the owner of the motorcycle looked at the person on the stretcher, blamed himself and said anxiously, "Sir, don't worry, I won't run away, and I will pay for any medical expenses."

Huang Dan's consciousness was fuzzy, and he said hoarsely, "It's okay."

The owner of the motorcycle was in tears.

The atmosphere in the car was quite strange. The medical staff looked admiringly at the owner of the motorbike. They didn't run away after hitting someone. Instead, they stayed and took responsibility. It was very good.

Huang Dan's tears didn't stop along the way, and when he arrived at the hospital, he was in so much pain that he was about to go into shock.

The owner of the motorcycle thought that it would be a good idea to knock him out, so he was ready to spend money and energy for a month, but he didn't expect that the other person had a gash in his leg all over his body. His eyes widened and he wanted to It's not that people are well-dressed, look like celebrities, and don't feel pain from the beginning to the end, so I really think it's touching.

"Sir, you are..."

The owner of the motorcycle didn't know what to say. He had such a gash in his leg that he couldn't cry. What should he do? At most, he just wiped it with toilet paper, but this man was really crying and it hurt. Look, I don't know if there is any other disease.

Huang Dan lay on the small bed, covered his eyes with his hands, and comforted him, "I'm just afraid of pain."

The motorcycle felt that he had hit a good man. He was about to speak when his cell phone rang. The boss urged him to go to the store. He copied the phone number and handed it over. "Tell me about the medicine bill. I'll call you, sir." ,I am so sorry."

Huang Dan didn't say anything, he heard a series of hurried footsteps leaving, and another series of footsteps came in from outside the door, neither fast nor slow, and there was a flat voice next to his ear, "Sir, take off your pants Now, let me treat your wound."

Hearing this, Huang Dan took off his hand covering his eyes, and met a pair of dark eyes. His inquiry was fleeting, "I just hurt my calf, do I need to take off my pants?"

"Then don't take it off."

The man lowered his head, the black hair hanging down on his forehead, sweeping over the delicate eyebrows, he stretched out a hand, and rolled up the leg of the yellow single trousers, that hand was thin and white, showing a sickness, just like his face , lips.

That kind of paleness set off his loneliness and coldness, and he was thousands of miles away.

But there were light spots jumping in his eyes, bright and full of heat, a very contradictory person.

The wound was touched, Huang Dan took a breath, his body tensed, and the veins on his forehead jumped.

The man stood up straight and looked down condescendingly. He showed a strange expression for a while, and seemed to smile, "Don't worry, it won't hurt after a while."

Huang Dan closed his eyes tightly, it's impossible, it will hurt for a long time.

As he thought about it, the pain suddenly disappeared.

Realizing that something was wrong, Huang Dan opened his eyes suddenly, the top of his head was not a man's face, but a whitewashed ceiling, this is not a hospital, there is no smell of disinfectant in the air, dust is floating, mixed with a faint musty smell.

Huang Dan's lowered eyes opened slightly, and there was a gash in the same place on his left leg, which was bleeding, but he couldn't feel any pain in horror.

Pain nerves seem to have been pumped out.

Huang Dan quickly looked around. The place he was in was a bedroom. The area was not too big or small. Whether it was furniture or decoration, there was an old smell corroded by time.

This is an old house of some age.

Huang Dan looked at the wound on his leg that was only bleeding and didn't feel pain. He pursed his lips and shouted in his heart, "Mr. Lu?"

no respond.

Huang Dan was taken aback, did Mr. System come back from the exam? "Mr. System?"

Still no response.

Huang Dan frowned. Could it be that there is no system to receive him during this trip?Just when he was so skeptical, the sound of "ding" in his head was long overdue, quite a bit grand like the appearance of a big man.

"Hello."

Huang Dan knew that the host had changed this time, "Hello."

System, "333, my work code, you can call me third brother."

Huang Dan knew that the personality of the receptionist was different from the previous two. Between cheerfulness and dullness, people would not feel nervous and relaxed, and at the same time, trust would be generated. His eyelids suddenly twitched, and the contradictory and complicated feeling was very familiar. , seems to have experienced it not long ago.

A certain thought flashed by, and Huang Dan caught it just in time, and he asked, "Brother San, are you the one in the hospital who said he would treat my wound?"

System, "Hmm."

Huang Dan's mind was running fast. When he came across for the first time and came into contact with Mr. System, he thought about how the other party received him, and whether he would be like an ordinary person outside of work.

Now it seems that they are the same office workers, but they are engaged in different occupations.

Huang Dan thought calmly, Mr. System and Mr. Lu had never appeared before, so if the third brother could appear in his world this time, would he have a higher position than Mr. Lu?main system?

Leaving aside guessing the identity of the new host, why did the other party appear there to pick him up?

Huang Dan squeezed his fingers, the little boys, uncles, middle-aged women he met in the previous few trips... were they all human?Will there be any tricks in it?

Or is he thinking too much?

System, "Don't think too much, it's meaningless, why don't we say something meaningful, Brother Huang, you failed the last mission, the punishment is to erase the pain nerve."

Yellow list, "..."

He put his hand on the wound, digging his fingertips into the flesh and blood, it didn't hurt.

The system said, "Little brother, your pain nerves are different from ordinary people. Now that you have erased them, it will be a brand new experience for you. I am optimistic about you."

This time even the surname Huang was omitted.

Huang Dan said, "If you don't feel pain, you don't know that you are sick. It is very dangerous and you will not live long."

System, "You won't die until you leave."

Huang Dan said, "Yes."

System, "Then, come on."

Huang Dan could hear the encouragement from the mechanical voice, this third brother has a human touch, he talks more than Mr. Lu and Mr. System combined, he is not used to it.

System, "You will get used to it slowly, this time the third brother will take you to complete the task, with the third brother here, you can use Chrysanthemum Spirit as you like."

Whether true or not, Huang Dan said, "Thank you."

The system said that you are welcome, "Although you can't feel the pain, but the other one can feel it, the chrysanthemum spirit is still very useful, little brother, the task has been sent to you, please take a look."

The first half of the sentence was still talking about the chrysanthemum spirit, and the second half of the sentence turned to the task. It was obviously impossible to hit it, but it could be seamlessly connected.

A task screen appeared in front of Huang Dan.

[The appeal of the elderly couple: Some time ago, the slippers that our old couple put outside the door were always missing, and someone secretly took them away. One night, our old couple was awake, listening secretly at the door, we heard Hearing the rustling sound, we immediately opened the door and saw that there was a missing pair of slippers on the ground, and they had been worn away. We ran out to chase after them, and found a person sitting in the corridor, that is, Lao Zhang who lived next door to us. , he's dead, he's wearing the pair of slippers we lost, the police can't find anything, we're panicking, we want to know what's going on, please. 】

When the time is up, the screen disappears.

Huang Dan went through the task content from beginning to end, and there was something weird everywhere. If this was the supernatural 120 area, he would definitely leave the matter on the ghost.

A lot of memories flooded into Huang Dan's mind, completely disrupting his thoughts.

The owner of this body is Ji Shiyu, 21 years old. He is an orphan. He grew up in an orphanage. He walked the path that most people would take. Although that path is monotonous and boring, it is also smooth. Reading, taking exams , go to school, graduate, work, step by step.

A month ago, Ji Shiyu received a call and met a stranger who claimed to be his grandmother's friend. He only knew that he had a relative at that time, but he was no longer there.

It is said that Ji Shiyu's grandmother didn't know about his existence until she was about to die. Probably out of a desire to make up for it, she left the old house to her grandson whom she had never met.

Ji Shiyu didn't even have time to think about emotion, so he was forced to plunge into the thesis. As soon as he finished his defense and got his graduation certificate, he dragged a box here.

Although the house is a bit old, it still has two bedrooms and one living room, and it has everything. It can save a lot of money for renting a house, so Ji Shiyu will naturally not refuse.

Unfortunately, something happened to Ji Shiyu less than a week after he moved in.

Huang Dan reached out to touch the back of his head, and felt sticky blood. He searched the memory of the original owner, and learned that the other party came out to go to the bathroom and heard abnormal movements in the living room, so he went out cautiously to check.

There was no light in the room, it was pitch black, and the original owner was very scared. The more nervous he was, the more prone to mistakes he made. One accidentally injured his leg.

The sound also disturbed the person who broke in. Before the original owner could react, he was hit on the back of the head by that person from behind and fainted. He didn't know who it was.

Maybe it's the same person who killed Lao Zhang.

The injury on Huang Dan's leg doesn't matter, the one on the back of the head is a fatal injury, the original owner was beaten to death, and now he needs to stop the bleeding, "Third brother, I still have some points, can I buy medicine to stop the bleeding?" ?”

The system said, "I will give you 1000 million points for the first meeting, and I will also give you the medicine to stop the bleeding. There are also many odds and ends that you will need later, so keep them."

Huang Dan was taken aback by the third brother's generosity, and he thanked, "Thank you."

This point is more than four o'clock in the morning, wait a little longer, and the sky will dawn.

The summer was extremely sweltering, and Huang Dan lay motionless on the floor. He didn't know what kind of medicine the third brother got for him. The bleeding stopped, and there was no abnormality in all aspects of his body.

It may also be the reason why he lived in this body and was reborn, and his vitality was recovering.

Xanthophyll will not feel pain, I feel like a corpse.

A thin ray of morning light came in from the balcony, and Huang Dan's eyelids moved slightly. He opened his eyes, looked at the ray of morning light, and got up to boil water after a while, and changed his blood-stained clothes.

The house was old, and the original owner didn't clean it up carefully. There was a lot of dust. Huang Dan took a breath and brought some dust into his lungs. He ate something casually and started to wipe the floor.

Where the original owner fell, there was a large bloodstain, which had already turned black, and it seeped silently into the cracks in the floor. Strangely, there was a string of bloodstains on the floor, from that location to the door.

It seemed that someone was holding something in his hand, and blood was dripping on it, dripping all the way.

Huang Dan dropped the mop to open the door. There was blood on the inside of the door. Not to mention the blood on the aisle, there was no smell of blood. He frowned. The blood on the ground was left by the murder weapon, right?

Can kill people in one blow, the first thing Huang Dan guessed was the hammer.

He is not dead, standing in front of the murderer alive, the other party may be able to reveal some flaws, it is best.

The red-painted door on the opposite side opened, and an ordinary-looking middle-aged man came out. He was wearing an ordinary striped T-shirt and trousers, with a briefcase tucked around his waist. He had greasy hair, blue under his eyes, and stubble on his chin. Not shaved, it seems that I stayed up all night and my spirits are not very good.

The original owner had just arrived, and he liked to stay at home. He went out less often and irregularly. He didn't know much about the neighbors, and the neighbors treated him too.

The middle-aged man met Huang Dan face to face, and he nodded politely as a greeting.

Huang Dan opened his mouth, "Going to work so early?"

The middle-aged man turned his head in surprise, and after confirming that the new neighbor was talking to him, he smiled, "I can't help it, working for someone is just working hard."

After saying that, the middle-aged man pointed to the gauze on his new neighbor's head, "Are you all right?"

Huang Dan said while observing the expression of the middle-aged man, "A thief broke into the house last night and was beaten."

The middle-aged man inhaled in surprise, his expression changed, "Young man, it's no big deal if you lose something. People's safety comes first. Hurry up and call the police to see if you can catch him."

He glanced at his watch, said he was in a hurry, and muttered, "A man died on the third floor last week, and this time there are thieves haunting him again. It used to be fine, why is it so uneasy recently..."

The sound in the corridor gradually became blurred, and Huang Dan was about to close the door, when suddenly a baby's cry came into his eardrums, coming from the opposite door, he pondered for a moment, then walked back to the room.

In the morning, Huang Dan went to the hospital to re-treat the wound, plucked off a piece of hair, and was taught by the doctor, saying that he can't rely on his youth and die, the cut on his head is not a joke.

The doctor also looked at the yellow sheet with an unbelievable gaze. The injury was on the head, and it was so serious that he was able to walk and stand. No.

"Young man, do you want to call the police?"

The doctor thought it was done on purpose by someone else, and the wound looked like it was hit with something, so he beat him hard and killed him.

"No need."

Huang Dan shook his head, and when the doctor finished speaking earnestly, he took the medical record, took the medicine and left.

The absence of pain means that when the body is injured, it cannot be judged to what extent. Even if death comes, he will not feel it. Huang Dan does not make any comments on this punishment. He can only try to develop a habit and check this from time to time. secondary body.

Huang Dan didn't do anything else in the next few days, but took the trouble to find out the situation of the neighbors.

The house has five floors without an elevator.

The original owner's grandmother's house is on the fourth floor, opposite the door is a middle-aged couple, the man is an ordinary office worker, the one Huang Dan met that morning, the woman is a housewife, they just had a baby boy, less than three months old .

The men get up early to work every day, work overtime on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays until they come back around [-]:[-] p.m., add an extra day on Saturdays, and only leave work after [-]:[-] p.m. on Tuesdays and Fridays.

It's hot, and the woman doesn't take the child out during the day, and will push the baby carriage out at four or five in the afternoon, and take the child to breathe the air outside. She is an elegant and intellectual woman. She has met Huang Dan twice, and the chat is good.

There is a single young woman living in the house in the middle. She is thin and tall. She is more than 1.7 meters tall. Cover the doorknob with a paper towel and wipe it vigorously several times before touching it.

About that point, Huang Dan happened to have witnessed it with his own eyes.

The first house on the third floor is the deceased Lao Zhang and his son. The son is in the second year of high school. The father and son have a bad relationship. The father is not sad when he dies. He didn't even cry. This is what Huang Dan heard from the old man chatting in the community. The information said that Lao Zhang's son was a white-eyed wolf with no conscience.

The person who lives opposite Lao Zhang is a middle-aged man. He was originally a businessman. He bought an RV and got married. He lived a prosperous life. Unexpectedly, there will be a change in his life. His life will be turned upside down. From then on, he became a vagrant and smoked alcohol all the year round. His wife couldn't stand him and ran away with him.

He has a very bad temper, especially after drinking, he will go up and shout at anyone he catches, and even beat people. He has a very bad relationship with his neighbors and is not welcome. Neighbors often mock him in private.

The house in the middle is an old couple. Their children have started a family and start a business outside, and they rarely come back. The old couple are the ones who announced this task.

The first house on the top floor was an empty house, unoccupied. Huang Dan heard about it and said that the house was bought, but no one had moved in. Maybe something delayed it.

The house opposite the door was originally empty, and there was only light inside half a month ago.

The owner's family has been abroad for many years, and his son has returned to China recently. He must be doing something. He drives a good car, has a successful career, and is handsome, tall, well-dressed, and well-spoken. Neighbors are very polite.

In the room in the middle lived a young man wearing glasses. He was not tall, less than 1.6 meters tall, and was also very thin. He opened Taobao, and cardboard boxes were always piled up in a mess at the door and on the balcony.

Huang Dan only got this information in the past few days. He was hiding from the sun under a tree, sweating profusely.

There are five floors in a building, and it is not possible to check all the yellow slips at present. He first selected the upper and lower floors, and the first and second floors will be investigated later. As for the other buildings, he has to take his time.

The system said, "Little brother, why didn't you ask me?"

Huang Dan said, "Ask you what?"

system, "The details of those neighbors."

The corner of Huang Dan's mouth twitched, "I asked, will you tell me?"

System, "Of course."

Yellow list, "..."

He would ask questions at first, but Mr. System's answers were all without authority and he couldn't answer them. Mr. Lu is a very principled person and would not disclose them to him. Over time, he stopped asking.

The system, "I sent it to you, take a look carefully, remember the useful ones, and leave the useless ones alone."

There was more information in Huang Dan's mind, which was similar to what he knew, except that there were personal information for every household, and he wrote them down one by one, "Third brother, thank you."

System, "Ask me next time if you need something."

Huang Dan felt uncomfortable all of a sudden, "Okay."

After a ding, the system asked, "Little brother, do you like to listen to "Nunchuck"?"

Huang Dan said, "I don't like it."

The system is silent.

Huang Dan sorted out the information, wiped his face, shook off the sweat from his hands, walked out from under the tree, and walked around the neighborhood with the scorching sun on his head.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was still so strong that it hurt people's head and fur.

Huang Dan didn't feel any pain now, he just felt hot, and when he took a step, his body was dripping with water. He saw a few uncles playing chess downstairs from a distance, so he walked quickly and stood sideways at the corner to eavesdrop.

Chess players are in a fixed team, with their families leading their mouths.

Some brought their grandchildren, and some brought their wives, including the old couple on the third floor.

Huang Dan knew that the uncle's surname was Liu, and he was almost 70 years old. His wife was a few years younger than him. The old couple had a pension, so they could make do with it without spending money from the children.

Uncle Liu took off his presbyopic glasses, wiped the hem of his undershirt with a sigh of relief, and said worriedly, "Tell me, Lao Zhang's death is unknown, so let's forget it?"

"Otherwise, what should I do? Even the police can't solve the case. I think it's probably the case."

"Old Zhang is also pitiful. They say they raise their children to guard against old age. His kid came back to clean up and went back to school. He didn't come back even once after that day."

"It's almost the end of the term, so hurry up and study."

"Which of the good-educated children is not filial? He is not sad or sad when his father dies, is it plausible?"

"I'm not willing to listen to your words. According to you, if you don't study well, you will not be filial?"

"Just a joke, are you serious? We all know that Niuniu of your family is not very good at studying, she is filial and a good child."

"Humph!"

The chess game was already tense, and the atmosphere became dull for a while.

Uncle Liu shook his cattail fan and wiped his face with his arm, "When Lao Zhang died..."

Before he finished speaking, his elbow was suddenly bumped, and all the chess pieces in his hand fell off.

Aunt Liu winked at her wife.

The anger on Uncle Liu's face disappeared. He picked up the chess piece and pressed it to the lower left corner.

The big guys are waiting for the next sentence, "What's wrong with Lao Zhang's feet?"

Uncle Liu pretended to be confused, "What?"

He stood up, picked up the small bamboo chair and said, "It's very hot, I went back to the house and lay down."

Aunt Liu didn't stay too long, and followed her wife swiftly.

Those present were very dissatisfied.

"Old Liu is really serious, half-speaking, the older you are, the more annoying you are!"

"Forget it, old Liu is not like that every day or two, come and play chess."

Huang Dan knew what the old couple was hiding. It was included in the mission. He was just curious why the old couple hid it from their neighbors.

Is it because I am afraid that the police will find out that the news will spread, and the neighbors will gossip?

After a little thought, Huang Dan entered behind them.

Aunt Liu was whispering to Uncle Liu, and when she turned her head, she saw the young man behind, with wrinkles on her face.

"Xiao Ji, it's you."

Huang Dan has been wandering around a lot these days. He looked for opportunities to show his face in front of the neighbors. The old couple who issued the task were his special care objects, and he had a lot of contact with them.

He greeted, "Master doesn't seem very happy."

Uncle Liu didn't say anything, so Aunt Liu said, "Leave him alone, donkey temper!"

She changed her tone and said kindly, "Your head hurt, you'd better lie down more, if you have any headache, then..."

Uncle Liu interrupted her, "I can talk to anyone, how can Xiao Ji know less than you, an old woman?"

Aunt Liu glared at him, then went upstairs on her own.

Uncle Liu was so angry that he creaked the cattail fan.

Huang Dan tentatively said, "Grandpa, the case has not been solved yet, and I don't live in a safe place. I feel like someone is following me every time I go upstairs, and I feel nervous."

Uncle Liu said earnestly, "Don't make grudges with others, live your own life well, and trouble won't come to your door."

Huang Dan said, "Thieves will."

"That's how the injury on my head came about. If it wasn't for my fate, I wouldn't be able to survive that night."

Uncle Liu sighed, "There's nothing a thief can do. Check the doors and windows before going to bed. If you have friends, call them over and let them take care of you."

Huang Dan asked, "I just came here, so I don't know the situation here, have you ever been robbed before?"

Uncle Liu said yes, "Normally, it's fine, but during the Chinese New Year, there will be a lot. Thieves have no money to celebrate the New Year, so they go to other houses to steal. It's very wicked!"

Huang Dan snorted, and said as he walked, "Then you and Madam should be more worried."

Uncle Liu walked ahead, "We old couple have no money, no valuables, thieves won't look down on us."

Huang Dan said, "It's better to be careful, all the slippers I left at the door were stolen."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the figure of the old man stop, and he stopped on the steps.

Uncle Liu turned around, "Have your slippers been stolen?"

Huang Dan nodded, and said seriously, "Two pairs, I don't know who got them."

Uncle Liu asked, "When did it happen?"

Huang Dan continued to make up nonsense, "Just a few days ago, I lost a pair the night Uncle Zhang died."

Uncle Liu frowned, "In the future, don't leave the slippers at the door. Now that a dead person can't find the murderer, it's even more impossible to find the slippers."

Huang Dan hummed, and suddenly said, "People die here."

Uncle Liu looked unlucky, and climbed up several floors in one breath, standing on the third floor and looking down.

Huang Dan stood on the second floor, next to where Lao Zhang sat that night.

Uncle Liu cursed something, "Xiao Ji, come up quickly, don't stand for too long, it's unlucky."

Huang Dan lifted his feet upstairs, and the neighbors saw him, but no one showed any strangeness.

But he knew that the murderer who killed the original owner must be the neighbor, nine times out of ten it was the one who killed Lao Zhang and stole the old couple's slippers.

Uncle Liu went back to the house, Huang Dan went up to the fourth floor, and saw that the door opposite was open.

Zhou Chunlian came out pushing the stroller, apparently to take the child out to get some air.

Huang Dan heard a crisp sound, he couldn't see the baby, and was blocked by the small mosquito net, "It's very sunny outside and there is no wind."

Zhou Chunlian said, "It's okay, I'll be in the corridor, I'll go out later."

She closed the door, hesitated to speak, "Xiao Ji, do you feel abnormal pain?"

Huang Dan was taken aback.

Zhou Chunlian said, "I see that your head is wrapped in gauze, and you are still walking around. This situation is a bit like a friend of mine. He doesn't know the pain, and he can't find any cuts on his body."

Huang Dan said, "I am not."

He remained calm, "I just can't stay idle."

Zhou Chunlian breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, it's dangerous to feel no pain."

The cry of the baby sounded, Zhou Chunlian bent over and coaxed softly, her eyes were filled with the halo of maternal love.

Huang Dan opened the door, entered the room and locked it, lying on the bed without moving, "Third brother, I have met the same person in the past few time travels."

System, "Fate can be determined by God or man-made."

Huang Dan sat up, "You mean..."

System, "Strive for, cherish."

Huang Dan lay back on his stomach again, and said softly, "I know."

At around eleven o'clock that night, a middle-aged man staggered into the corridor, climbed the stairs to the second floor, and vomited out.

The smell of alcohol mixed with food residue was instantly pushed around by a gust of night wind.

The middle-aged man was Sun Siqing, the one who lived opposite the deceased Lao Zhang. He sang with his tongue out and yelled. The corridor was full of his howling, and he didn't think he would disturb the neighbors.

Sun Siqing climbed to the third floor. He took out the key from his pocket and fiddled with the lock for a long time, but the door didn't open and the key slipped from his hand.

"Fuck, even you are right with me!"

Sun Siqing kicked the key vigorously against the wall. He stared at the scarlet eyes, took a few breaths, and then went to pick up the key.

I don't know if he drank too much. Sun Siqing seemed to see a pair of feet. He couldn't turn his head around, so he lowered his head. As a result, one of them couldn't stand firmly. He knelt on the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

By the time Sun Siqing got the key to open the door, it was already past zero. He was unconscious, so he poked the key a few times, and the door opened.

Sun Siqing slammed down the door drunkenly, kicked off his leather shoes indiscriminately, pulled the slippers by the door to the room, threw himself on the bed, and fell asleep.

The next morning, Mrs. Liu went to the back to buy vegetables. She saw that the pig's knuckle was good, so she bought an extra one and sent it to Zhou Chunlian upstairs. She drank the soup and had enough milk.

The person who came down from the upstairs was Sun Siqing. He was yawning, he looked like he hadn't woken up, his beard was unshaven, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Aunt Liu's expression changed immediately when she saw the gray slippers on Sun Siqing's feet.