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First Day

"Beep beep..." The phone rang.

Xiao Shan looked at the landline at home subconsciously. In what age, there are still people using this kind of thing.

This was the first day after Zheng Ling left. He threatened Xiao Shan to call him every day, and if no one answered, Xiao Shan's freedom would be over.

It's been ringing for a long time...

Xiao Shan picked it up impatiently.

"What are you doing?" the person on the other end of the phone asked, "Are you asleep?"

Xiao Shan put down the phone, threw it aside, and continued his work.

"Hey, talk!" the person over there roared, and kept saying threatening words.

"Hang up if you have nothing to do," Xiao Shan hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

The next day

"Beep beep..." The phone rang on time.

Xiao Shan didn't delay this time, he directly picked up the phone and waited for the person over there to speak.

The people over there seemed to be waiting for him to speak too.So no one said anything.

Just as the people over there wanted to say something, Xiao Shan said "hang up".

The people over there were a little anxious, "Don't hang up, don't hang up! Hang up later."

Xiao Shan's hand stopped in mid-air, the voice of the person over there was too eager and pleading, it was unbearable.

"Can I go and see you?" the man over there whispered.

Xiao Shan raised his hand and hung up the phone.

On the third day

Xiao Shan picked up the phone and said, "Well, it's okay, hang up!"

The people over there didn't speak.

Maybe he was a little angry, but this time it was the person over there who hung up the phone.

Xiao Shan sighed, went back to the computer, sorted out the files on the desk, and then started to search for movies on the Internet.

He searched for a long time, but couldn't find one he liked. He turned off the computer and planned to sleep.

Fourth day

Xiao Shan answered the phone.

"Are you happy today?" The person over there asked cheerfully, with loud music in the background, it should be a lively party.

"Um"

"I forgot to ask you, how is your new job, are you tired?"

"good"

"Well... are you still used to it?"

"……very good"

"Ah, that's good, then I hang up."

Zheng Ling sighed, and said to the group of buddies, "If you don't get drunk tonight, you won't go home"!

The reaction of those people was quite remarkable, "Brother Zheng must give face, if anyone leaves early, he will not give Brother Zheng face, and he will come here later."

"Well said, finish this cup!"

……

This has been the case, and the call ended in a few words.

Two months later

"Beep beep..."

The phone rang several times, but no one answered.

The room seemed empty.

Xiao Shan was not at home.

Finally, after several lengthy blind tones, the person on the phone finally decided to give up.

As soon as the phone stopped ringing, the whole room seemed empty and silent again.

In the night, a silver Mercedes-Benz galloped on the road, shining eeriely under the moonlight, and the expressions of the people sitting inside were not much better.

Soon, the car stopped in front of an ordinary residential building.

At this time, the people in the car did not have the expressions they had when they were running wildly just now, they just smoked in muffled voices.

He looked up at the window, the light was off.It was dark inside.

He took the cigarette out of his mouth, got out of the car, and slowly crushed the flame.

The fire flickered for a while, as if struggling hard, but it was still extinguished after a while, and the ashes merged with the earth.

He stepped forward, trying to walk towards the entrance...

A man in overalls came from not far away, his steps were firm, his eyes kept looking ahead, as if he was running fast.

Seeing that figure, Zheng Ling felt a twitch in his chest. Looking at the eager figure of that person, he smiled slightly.

He lit a cigarette again, but kept looking in the direction of the window.

After a while the light in the window came on.

Zheng Ling took out his mobile phone and dialed the familiar number.

Soon came the man's cold and clear voice.

"Hey……"

"What are you doing?"

"Work"

"Well, don't be too tired"

"Hmm." The man's voice was very calm, and it was impossible to tell that he had just climbed 6 flights of stairs.

"Then I hang up."

"it is good"

……

I also don't remember how long.

The phone rang again.

"Hey" the man endured the pain in his stomach.

"What are you doing?"

"..."

"I talked about a big business today, so tired!"

"……Um"

Xiao Shan had just been awakened by the sound of the bell, and was still sweating coldly.

Maybe it’s because I’ve gotten used to it recently, and I haven’t felt anything at ordinary times. I drank some wine with my colleagues during the day, and ate too much. When I got home, I couldn’t take it anymore. pain.

He didn't know whether he was too tired from tossing around or fainted from the pain, he just took a few pills and fell asleep.

"Why don't you speak?" The person over there asked hesitantly.

"It's okay, let's leave it like this." Xiao Shanqiang cheered up and said, trying to look the same as usual.

"... I think your voice is not right. Is it because you have a cold? Do you want me to see you?" The person over there jokingly said.

"I'm fine, just take care of yourself"

After Xiao Shan finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

But the big beads of sweat kept falling down without stopping.

He pulled himself together and stood up with some difficulty. He poured himself a glass of water, found a few pills from the drawer, and swallowed them.

He went back to bed and began to lift the corpse.

……

The knock on the door sounded on time, Xiao Shan acted as if he hadn't heard anything, lying on the bed without any intention of getting up.

The phone rang suddenly, and at the same time, a clear voice came from outside the door, "Hello, are you there, Xiao Shan?"

Xiao Shan covered his head, as if it could cut off the sound outside the door.

"If you don't open the door, I'll come in"

Xiao Shan's head was buzzing, everything seemed to have nothing to do with him, he just thought that he would go to sleep quickly, and maybe everything would be fine when he woke up.

Zheng Ling really went through the door and stood in front of Xiao Shan.

Xiao Shan only knew that there seemed to be a person standing in front of him.

He touched his head, it was so hot.

"No, you have a fever, you have to go to the hospital immediately."

Xiao Shan lazily said "No, thank you".

The man grabbed his hand, and his body slowly left the bed like this.

He shook off the man and lay down again.

The man shook his head helplessly, "Have you taken your medicine?"

"Um"

"what medicine"

"stomach medicine"

"Don't you have a fever, how do you take stomach medicine?"

"..."

"You still have a stomachache." The man seemed to have just realized, "Go, go to the hospital."

"The hospital is closed"

"Hit 120"

"..."

Xiao Shan got into bed and covered his head.

No matter how powerful a person is, if his body is destroyed, it is impossible for him not to become docile.Just like those refugees fleeing famine in the past, only food can make them excited.

"Then what do you want to eat, I'll make some." To be honest, seeing him like this, Zheng Ling didn't want to torment him in the middle of the night, but he was still a little worried about his own cooking skills.

Xiao Shan still didn't say anything.

Zheng Ling simply opened the refrigerator by himself, but he was immediately stunned.

There is almost nothing in the refrigerator, which is much cleaner than this room.

He only saw a few small plates of leftovers, which should have been packed from the restaurant.It smelled normal, but the color changed obviously, making people lose their appetite.

“You usually eat these”

Xiao Shan seemed to snort coldly, and then said, "I still have to eat tomorrow, don't pour it out for me."

"You just eat these?" There was a hint of anger in the man's sad voice.

"It's still far from 300 million, I eat these and it's pretty good"

The man actually laughed after he finished speaking, and Zheng Ling didn't understand what he meant.

Xiao Shan's eyes were wet when he was buried under the blanket, he didn't lie, compared to the things he ate when he was a child, this was really good.

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"Miss Shen, Miss Shen, you can't come in... Mr. Zheng is working, let me inform you first, please wait a moment..." The guard at the door shouted loudly, causing all the employees who were working to look in the direction of the door Go, whisper a few words earnestly from time to time.I really don't know who is so daring to break in like this.

Shen Zixin walked in easily, not because of the strong bodyguards standing behind him.Indeed, the bodyguard's aura was a bit exaggerated, as if he was going to eat people, which made people shudder.But the most important thing was that Shen Zixin's gentle and calm temperament made the elderly guard very fond of him, and he let the group of them break in without much hindrance.

Shen Zixin swaggered into Zheng Ling's office.Her bodyguards stood guard outside obediently.

Zheng Ling was still a little surprised. He had thought about meeting this woman many times, but he never expected that this woman would take the initiative to find him.

But then he immediately returned to the busy state of working, and said inadvertently, "Why didn't Ms. Shen greet me before she came, so I can welcome you too."

Shen Zixin found a seat close to Zheng Ling and sat down, with the corners of her eyes drooping, she didn't say a word, and completely lost the sharp aura she had when she first came in.

After a long time, she sighed softly.

"Miss Shen, if you have something to say, you might as well speak it out." Zheng Ling finally stopped and looked at her with great interest.

"Mr. Zheng, this is the second time we've met."

"Yes, we met once before." That time when Xiao Shan was having dinner with Shen Zixin, Zheng Ling clearly remembered the appearance of this young lady of the Shen family.

"Don't you want to know how Xiao Shan is doing?" Shen Zixin asked, and glanced at Zheng Ling.

"All ears"

"You never found him"

"I've looked for it, but if Xiao Tiancai wants to hide from me, I can't find it no matter what." After finishing speaking, he chuckled lightly.

"Do you want to know how he is now?"

"Think" is a very straightforward answer.

Shen Zixin stood up, took a deep breath, and looked at the shaking curtain beside the window.

Then he looked at Zheng Ling and said softly:

"he died"

Zheng Ling didn't seem to hear what she said clearly, as if he was frozen there.

Shen Zixin turned around and walked towards the door.

"Miss Shen, do you even make jokes like this? Did you tell me that, Xiao Shan?"

Zheng Ling's melodious voice came from behind, "If you are really dead, please give me some chrysanthemums."

Shen Zixin closed her eyes, raised her eyebrows unconsciously, "If you die from a stomach disease, you can check it out if you don't believe me."

As she stepped on her high heels, the sound of her footsteps became smaller and smaller, and the sound became farther and farther away.

Zheng Ling sat there, as if nothing had happened just now, his mind was in fragments, he couldn't put together the information he just got, he just went out as usual, but only this day crashed brain.

When he heard that name again, his heart trembled slightly, only he could feel it.

When he heard the news, his whole body almost convulsed, and the voice echoed in his mind over and over again, "Xiao Shan is dead... Xiao Shan is dead..."

He said to himself, impossible, it must be some kind of trick, it must be.

He said to himself again and again, how many times that person has lied to you, don't be fooled again, don't fall into the trap again... He remembered what that person said in his ears - "I want to see you die... ..." It was still the same voice, it didn't belong to the Xiao Shan he knew, it was a completely different voice.

He sighed, but it was just another prank, as bloody as the ones on TV.

"So what if he's dead," he said to himself, "He has his new wife by his side, and at worst he has a father, a stepmother, and a younger sister, so what does it matter to me?"

"I don't care about anything, it doesn't matter to me whether he dies or not," he repeated over and over again, as if he was talking to someone.

Xiao Wang pushed open the door, walked in, and asked, "Mr. Zheng, are you okay?"

Zheng Ling was still talking to himself, "It doesn't matter to me, it doesn't matter..."

"Boss Zheng?..."

"Get out!" As if he finally heard Xiao Wang's words, he didn't say yes or no as usual, but suddenly lost his temper.Picking up the nearest document on the table and throwing it towards the door, Xiao Wang immediately closed the door knowingly.

Zheng Ling finally couldn't sit still, he got up and walked to the window, usually he likes to stand here and look out of the window when he's tired, so he can feel a little calmer.

But this method didn't seem to work this time. When he heard the siren outside, his nerves suddenly tensed up. If he was standing on the street now, he must have fought with the person who honked the horn.

He opened the door of the office and ran out without saying anything.

Sure enough, I saw Ding Quan in that club-like place. Ding Quan was discussing something with a tall man in a suit and leather shoes with great interest, looking very speculative.

He pulled Ding Quan over immediately, Ding Quan looked at him, a little surprised, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Quan, I want to fight"

Before he could finish speaking, Ding Quan was punched on the nose, and those employees also ran over quickly. They had never seen someone who hit someone when they came, let alone the boss.

"Ah!" Ding Quan covered his nose with an expression of disbelief. He saw Zheng Ling's deformed face and was speechless.

Fortunately, Zheng Ling hadn't landed his punch yet, but was stopped by a tall and burly young employee. The employee didn't know the relationship between the boss and Zheng Ling, so he just thought he was looking for trouble, so he punched him down.

Zheng Ling took this punch very easily, it was not light, but his eyes were shining, and he turned around and punched back.

The young man was younger, he hadn't thought that he would strike so hard, and his eyes turned red in an instant.

Immediately the two men tore up.

Ding Quan shouted anxiously from the side, "Zheng Ling, I rely on... Xiao Song, oh, don't hit too hard... Hey, Brother Zheng, don't..."

The two fought for a long time before they stopped under Ding Quan's persuasion.

The situation of the two of them was not very good, and the table was overturned everywhere. Both of them yelled at each other, wanting to do it again, but luckily they were stopped by the person next to them.

Ding Quan could not stop talking until the two stopped.

Ding Quan let Xiao Song take leave, Xiao Song scolded a few words and took the bag and left.

Ding Quan's injury wasn't serious, so he put a Band-Aid on his nose, which looked a little funny.

He felt very uncomfortable with Zheng Ling's inexplicable punch, thinking that he hadn't offended him recently.

Looking at his appearance, Zheng Ling knew what he was thinking, so he said, "Don't think about it, it has nothing to do with you. I'm just in a bad mood and want to fight with someone. Du Yueyue and Zhao Jiayi don't know where they are. Well, I came to find you."

Hearing his words, Ding Quan calmed down a little. He reluctantly took a bottle of wine from the bar and poured a glass for Zheng Ling, "Our best, just don't hold it against you."

Zheng Ling picked it up and drank it, "If you don't like it, I will pay for the loss in the store."

"Don't don't don't, there's not much money, I'm not just this shop, I don't need that little money"

"Whatever you want." Zheng ordered himself another glass.

Ding Quan took another bottle and poured it into his cup, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Zheng Ling picked it up and took another drink.

"Damn, then what are you doing here, to have fun?" Ding Quan was very displeased with his attitude, obviously he just wanted to say it, and he wanted to cover it up by asking him.

"Dead," Zheng Ling said while drinking.

"Who?" Ding Quan was suddenly worried when he heard the word "death".

"Xiao Shan is dead," Zheng Ling said calmly.

Ding Quan's eyes widened, "Who are you talking about?"

"Xiao Shan, Xiao Shan is dead." Zheng Ling was afraid that he could not hear clearly, so he repeated the name again.

"real or fake"

"I do not know"

"Then who did you hear that from?"

"Shen Zixin"

"Who is Shen Zixin?"

"That wife of Xiao Shan, the young lady of the Shen family..."

"……real?"

"I told you, I don't know"

"What are you going to do?"

"I do not know"

"Du Yueyue and the others know?"

"do not know"

"Then don't tell them yet, what if it's a false alarm?"

"Um"

"Do you still like him?"

"I have no idea"

"But he betrayed you"

"Um"

"Can you bear it?"

"tolerable"

"..."

"But he married a rich and powerful woman and tricked you"

Zheng Ling just glanced at him and didn't speak.

Ding Quan couldn't say anything more.

Zheng Ling stayed at Ding Quan's place for a long time, and he didn't return home until very late. On the way, he felt much better, and he seemed to have lost the uneasy feeling in his heart.

He returned home, turned on the lights, and it was still the familiar scene. In the past, Xiao Shan might be sitting in front of the computer, and Zheng Ling would talk about a topic that was neither salty nor light, and he would say a few words without thinking, Xiao Shan You may pay attention to him, you may ignore him, and even sarcasm him when you are annoyed.

Now Zheng Ling only felt that this not-so-big house was eerily empty.

Perhaps the anesthesia effect of the alcohol had passed, and Zheng Ling gradually came to his senses.

He lay on the bed and turned off the light, hoping to slowly fall asleep with the drunkenness that had not completely faded as usual.

He opened his eyes, but felt that he was getting more and more awake, and he panicked.

That face reappeared, starting from when I first met him in high school, after work, and later... Slowly, Zheng Ling's memory was fixed on Xiao Shan's dimpled smile.

There seemed to be something seeping from the corner of his eye, he stuck out his tongue and licked it, it was salty.

"Time to sleep," he said to himself, "you're a fool"

"Maybe that person will suddenly stand in front of you one day, laughing at you, a poor wretch who has nothing..." Hehe.