President, he must be me

The third day of Tan Shaochen's "disappearance".

Shen Yanwen faintly felt that the matter of divorce might just be put on hold.Tan Shaochen's cell phone keeps shutting down, probably because he changed the number to avoid him; on the contrary, it shows that the other party is not as determined as he appears... He has analyzed many times in the past three days, and in almost every break between work, he will involuntarily consider.

After thinking too much and deeply, Shen Yanwen realized that he didn't want a divorce.

Even though he said "I respect your choice", even with that contract, he still didn't want to divorce.

It's like a solitary lamp that is precariously hanging over my heart. I don't know when it will fall, and I don't know if it will be lit.

"...I have contacted, but there is no ticket purchase record for my wife," Zhu Li said on the phone, "My wife should still be in Jingyuan; no one lives in my wife's former residence now, and he has never been back to the Tan family..."

"Understood." It was eleven o'clock at night, and the man had just taken a shower, and stood by the window looking at the empty courtyard, "Go ahead and look for it. If you find it, don't say anything, just tell me."

On the other end of the phone, Zhu Li habitually answered "Okay", but then fell silent for a moment after he finished speaking.

"I have something to talk about." Shen Yanwen lowered his head, his eyes fell on the plain silver ring in his hand.

Ever since the driver Xiao Li handed it over to him, he couldn't help looking at it and rubbing it over and over again.

"...You and your wife are..." Zhu Li started, and changed his words without daring to continue, "It's okay, then Mr. Shen should go to bed early."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Yanwen stood by the window for a while.

When I met Tan Shaochen for the first time, I chatted with him in the courtyard of the Tan family.The young man, deliberately slovenly, lazily chewing bubble gum and playing with the dog, looks nothing like someone who has been through so much misery.

He found it interesting, and also relieved that Luo Luo's cornea didn't fall on any difficult low-level people.

And Tan Shaochen happened to be that kind of person, even in the dark, he still wanted the sun, so he was the most suitable candidate.

Later, Tan Shaochen also often walked the dog in the yard, and took a walk in the yard... Those pictures suddenly became clear in his mind, and Shen Yanwen suddenly closed his palms, holding the ring tightly in his palm.

It touched the flesh of the palm, but subtly calmed Shen Yanwen.

The man suddenly felt a little hungry. Anyway, he didn't feel sleepy at all, so he might as well eat something before going to sleep.However, since Tan Shaochen was not around, Aunt Zheng had even less things to do. At this time, she had already gone to rest, and the whole first floor was quiet, leaving only a few dim wall lamps.

As soon as he stepped into the corridor, two small white lights lit up at his feet.

Shen Yanwen couldn't help being startled - it was because Tan Shaochen was afraid of the dark that he arranged for people to install night lights on the corridors and stairs.But now that Tan Shaochen was away, they also lost their meaning.

After a short while, he took the next step, walked to the refrigerator, opened it and took a look.

The ingredients are full, but there may be nothing to eat right away; normally, Shen Yanwen would have asked Aunt Zheng to cook, but today, for some reason, he just wanted to be alone.

He rummaged through the refrigerator and found some leftover rice.

It's hard for Shen Yanwen not to think of fried rice with eggs, and it's hard not to think of Tan Shaochen holding fried rice with eggs, smiling and playing tricks.The irritability that the man had finally suppressed came up again, he closed the refrigerator with a "squeak", opened it again, took out a bottle of whiskey, and poured himself a glass.

Although Tan Shaochen left, traces are everywhere.

-

Shen Yanwen didn't like eating fried rice with eggs since he was a child.

To be precise, he has no preference for food, neither particularly likes nor dislikes.He had more things to worry about in his childhood, and he never cared about them in life, anyway, someone in the Shen family would take care of his daily life.

Until he was kidnapped when he was 14 years old.

He was locked up in an empty black house for three days, with one hand still chained to a water pipe; the first face he saw other than the gangster was that child, that is, Luobei.

That night, Luo Bei took a bowl of egg fried rice packed in a disposable box, carried it to the black house on a stick, and handed it to him.

"...Here, I invite you to dinner."

Shen Yanwen still remembered everything he said at that time, even his tone of voice.

It was too dark there to see anything, only Luo Bei's voice and the smell of fried rice made him feel alive.It is no exaggeration to say that without Luo Bei, those few inexperienced kidnappers might starve him to death in that house.

When he almost collapsed and almost gave up, Luobei appeared and delivered an egg fried rice on that dark night.

He gobbled it up, and Luo Bei laughed softly while lying on the window frame.

"...Why are you laughing?" He asked this sentence in between breaths after he ate most of the portion in one go.

"I just think you eat so loudly," Luo Bei said, "My mother won't let me eat loudly."

"... It's been a long time since I ate." He said, "What's your name?"

"Lolo!"

"...Where do you live, is it near here?"

"I won't tell you, my mother said that you can't reveal your information to strangers!"

"Information..." Even though he was still in a desperate situation, he was amused by this weird word at the time, "Okay, then you are so young to listen to your mother."

"...No, I'm too big!"

Like friends they just met, they were chatting casually; it was these chats that dispelled the fear of being imprisoned and dying of starvation.

"So how old are you?" he asked.

Luo Bei was probably still hesitating whether this counted as "his own information", and then answered after a pause: "I'm ten years old, very big."

"..."

"I'm going home," Luo Bei said again, "If you haven't escaped tomorrow, I'll treat you to fried rice with eggs tomorrow..."

"Did you buy this?"

"No, my mother made it... I secretly took it out, isn't it delicious?"

"Well, it's delicious," Shen Yanwen said sincerely, "It's the best egg fried rice I've ever eaten."

For the next two days, Luobei came every night to bring him a fried rice with eggs, and also thoughtfully paired it with milk. Before giving it to him, he specially emphasized that "this is what I saved."

On the sixth day of Shen Yanwen's imprisonment, rescue finally arrived.

It was not the people arranged by his father who rescued him, but the police from the neighboring area.He heard the knock on the door first, and then heard the loud question "Is anyone inside?"The result was natural, he was rescued, and because of the eyewitness testimony of the surrounding houses, all the gangsters were quickly arrested.

But on the day Shen Yanwen left in embarrassment, Luobei did not show up.

He asked the police how they knew he was here, and the police only said, "There is an eight or nine-year-old child who secretly came to call the police, and we just came here as a routine. I didn't expect it to be a big case..."

"Do you know where he lives?"

"I don't know. I called the police and slipped away, running fast." The policeman said in a relaxed tone, as if he also thought that Luobei was cute, "Maybe he was afraid of being retaliated by the gangsters. The little guy is really vigilant. Call the police." Sometimes I don't want to say my name..."

When he got home, Shen Yanwen was so thin that he was out of shape, his father immediately sent him to the hospital, where he was hospitalized for examination and psychological counseling to take care of him.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was really weak, Shen Yanwen just wanted to find Luo Bei immediately—whether it was sending money or doing other things, no matter what Luo Bei asked, he would agree.

He didn't mention the details of this matter to Shen's father, and planned to go to Luobei immediately after he was discharged from the hospital.

But what Shen Yanwen didn't expect was that after he was discharged from the hospital, he returned to the place where he was imprisoned and searched all the surrounding houses, but he didn't find a ten-year-old child named Luo Luo.

It was like an angel specially sent by the heavens to save him. After the incident, he disappeared without a trace.

At the age of 14, he still doesn't have much right to speak, and he doesn't have the skills and events to find someone who saved him willfully.Realizing that he probably couldn't find it with his own strength, Shen Yanwen mentioned it to his father several times, but his father didn't care about this so-called savior.It wasn't until the past five years or so that he finally grew up and had a fund that he could use; Shen Yanwen spent a lot of money and hired a well-known private investigator to investigate this matter, only to find Luobei.

Luo Bei, who has terminal cancer and lives in the hospital.

In the dead of night, the man lay on his back on the sofa, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling with some decadence.The wine glass was already empty, and it was casually thrown on the coffee table; he held the bottle of whiskey in his hand, and took two sips when he thought of it, as if to let the alcohol numb the sense of loss in his chest.

If he wanted to find out whether he had love for Luo Bei, Shen Yanwen himself was not too sure.

He just kept remembering the silhouette in the light that day, remembering the aroma of the bowl of fried rice with eggs, and from time to time he would involuntarily take out the memory and wipe it, so that it would always be as bright as new, shining in the long river of memory.

What about him to Tan Shaochen?

Tan Shaochen was wrong about one thing, he never regarded Tan Shaochen as a substitute for Luobei.Tan Shaochen is Tan Shaochen, and Luobei is Luobei, he clearly distinguishes them.

That is the continuation of Luobei's life, but not Luobei.

As for the lies about love that came out of his mouth, Shen Yanwen was indeed irrefutable.

The man let go of his hand drunkenly on the sofa, and the wine bottle fell on the carpet with a dull sound, just like his mood at the moment.Unexplainable depression stuck in his throat, the faces of Luo Bei and Tan Shaochen kept flashing in his mind, and many things became chaotic fragments interlaced.

In the end, it was fixed in Tan Shaochen's eyes when he resolutely said divorce.

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to hear Tan Shaochen say something to him.It's okay to get angry because you were cheated, or you can cry and question him, or even have a cold war with him at worst.

But when Tan Shaochen said about the divorce, he could still grin at him.

He had to admit that at that moment he was stunned, flustered...and distressed.

Shen Yanwen half closed his eyes, reached out to grab the cell phone on the coffee table, and called Tan Shaochen again.

"The person you are calling has switched off their phone."