Dressed as a mystery novel victim

The phone call didn't take long, and Qin Yusheng knew that he agreed to travel back to get the life book, so he let out a long breath and told him that now is not the best time.

It's not the best time, is it possible that we have to wait for the Nine Stars Lianzhu and the Heavenly Dog's eclipse?

"...No, do you remember the ending of your manuscript? Ling Yu rescued Jiang Zaiyue from the fire, and the lovers finally got married. That day was August 8rd of this year." Qin Yusheng said, "It's not difficult for you to go back, The difficulty is to get the manuscript back. After the ending, the story restarts. At that time, the power of my book of fate is the greatest, and I will use my power to bring you back to this world, so now is not the best time."

Yang Qingshui paused, "Will you be able to save Ling Yu as long as I get the fate book?"

"After the fusion of the two fate books, Ling Yu has no reason to die. I will use my power to wake him up."

Yang Qingshui murmured, "How sure are you?"

He is still afraid of death.

"It's very big." Qin Yusheng thought for a while, and Yang Qingshui's suspicion might be aroused by his constant boasting, "Of course, nothing is guaranteed to be safe and sound. Didn't hide..."

"What will happen?"

"Torn apart, or swept into a space."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Qingshui put the potato chips back on the shelf, turned around and left the convenience store, only to find that the car had already reached the intersection.

In the car, Jiang Zaiyue woke up. She looked tired and said that she had no appetite to eat, so she asked Lin Zhilu to take her back first.After sending her back, it was completely dark.

Before leaving, Yang Qingshui comforted Jiang Zayue: "Don't worry too much, he will get better soon."

If everything goes well, there are only eight days left until August 8rd, and Ling Yu will be able to wake up after eight days.

"I'll take you back to the detective agency." Lin Zhilu drove the car.For a while, the two of them didn't speak, and the night breeze blew away the tension, and Yang Qingshui called him, "Ah Lu."

"Ok?"

Yang Qingshui straddled the car door with his arms, half buried his face in his upper arms, looked at the sky mixed with tall buildings and buildings, and said longingly: "Let's go up the mountain to see the stars."

The car drove out of the downtown area and plunged into the dark road in the suburbs, leaving behind the hustle and bustle of the city. I was still a little unaccustomed to it, as if my ears were filled with distant echoes.Yang Qingshui pressed his face against the car window, feeling the chill of the night dew, and turned to look at Lin Zhilu: "Is it because you are a policeman that you are so familiar with the entire city route?"

"Grandma has high blood pressure, and Zhili is out of town. I hardly leave Takahashi. Sometimes the pressure is too great and there is no place to vent. I will go to the mountain to sleep for a while, and go back before dawn." Lin Zhilu said, "The sky is high and the sea is wide, The heart will be quiet, and the more you come, the more you will know the way.”

In the silent night, suddenly there was a loud noise, and the car suddenly stopped.

Flat tire.

The mountain road is rugged, and if you accidentally hit a broken glass or a broken nail, you can only consider yourself unlucky.Lin Zhilu got out of the car to get the spare tire and tools: "Help me." Then, he threw the flashlight to Yang Qingshui.

The meager light from the flashlight illuminated Lin Zhilu's side face, with a thin layer of sweat on his face. Sailor Yang Qing looked at him through the car window and said, "I'm not the first one to confess my love to you, am I?"

After all, he is good-looking, and even a bit of madness can be understood.

Lin Zhilu glanced at him, and then moved his hands, "I have rejected many times."

Even showing off, Yang Qingshui gritted his teeth and said with a smile, "Hehe."

Lin Zhilu smiled nonchalantly, "Why don't you ask, who did I confess my love to? What is the person I can like, what is he like?"

Yang Qingshui became nervous for no reason, and pretended to be calm: "Oh, what is he like?"

"A very weak person, with extremely slow hands and feet, who will trip over people who walk on flat roads. He is very skinny. Please don't bring your wallet when you eat, and you have to use the car when you go out. You are not very good at talking. I want to make you so angry that you are done. A person who pretends to be innocent."

Yang Qingshui stared straight at his eyes: "...is there any?"

It must not be Yang Qingshui himself. He is so gentle and refined, how can he owe it to him?And he never invites people to dinner, impossible.

"You said such a person, what do I think of him, why do I like him? He is limping and pushes a wheelchair for him, watches the stars with him in the middle of the night, and repairs the car when the car breaks down. He sits there with his legs dangling and asks me What do you like about him?"

Oh, it really is him.

Yang Qingshui was very thick-skinned just now, and Lin Zhilu made him look like a little daughter-in-law, he hesitated and retorted: "I, how can I cross my legs, changing tires is not changing nuclear reactors, I can do it too." Pushing the door open, he wanted to get out of the car to show his true strength.

It was a bad start, and it was dark under his feet and he couldn't see clearly. It really made Lin Zhilu say that his left foot tripped over his right foot on the flat ground, and his center of gravity was unstable, so he fell straight forward.Instant chaos, the only light source swayed on the ground, he subconsciously grabbed everything he could, overwhelmed Lin Zhilu who was unable to react, and used it as a human cushion for himself.

Well, it feels good, and it scares a lot.

Yang Qingshui's mind was half empty, and he explained indiscriminately: "Accidentally, really..."

Seeing Lin Zhilu being crushed under him, he sighed leisurely, then turned over and pushed Yang Qingshui down.In the darkness, her tone was helpless, but her eyes were charming: "Tell me, what exactly does this person want to do?"

……

It was only a few seconds, it seemed like a long time to Yang Qingshui, his cheeks were numb when he was pulled up, he was pulled into the car by Lin Zhilu, and pushed back into the co-pilot, "If you keep harassing me, I can't fix this car, we will wait until we go up the mountain Just watch the sunrise."

Wasn't Lin Zhilu the one who harassed people?After all, it's me who is sitting and turning into a dumbass now.

After changing the tires, we continued our journey up the mountain. Seeing Yang Qingshui gritted his teeth and planned to settle the score with him, Lin Zhilu smiled: "It's here."

The vast night sky is so endless that it makes people flustered. The stars twinkling like quicksand fall in the night, while the bright neon night scene of the downtown is under your feet, like the stars reflected in the sky.

Lin Zhilu said: "In this kind of place, you will feel small. If a light represents a family, there are their joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys under each light, and even a starlight in the sky is how long or even hundreds of years old. The afterglow, vastness and length, cannot be experienced by one person."

We can only have one lamp, one hundred years.

"What you said made me feel a little melancholy. I just wanted to see the stars." Yang Qingshui got on the front of the car and lay down on his back in front of the car: "Anyway, it's so philosophical, tell me about fate chant."

Lin Zhilu also lay down: "Is fortune-telling difficult lately?"

"Well, I plan to add some Western gadgets, such as crystal ball brooms, for promotional promotions." Yang Qingshui said, "Fortune-telling is actually useless at all. A person is like a star in the sky. He has to go down a certain trajectory throughout his life. They all have to go the same way, and some things are doomed from the beginning, and it cannot be changed by human will."

Lin Zhilu stared at the night sky: "Maybe a certain star here is like us, watching the starlight hundreds of light-years away, waiting to see each other every time it rotates. Although it cannot escape fate, there are still things worth looking up to. That's not bad either."

Yang Qingshui stretched his waist and smiled: "Turn around and see each other once, like a Cowherd and a Weaver Girl."

Lin Zhilu also laughed: "Perhaps when the ancients lay down and looked at the sky, they came up with the Cowherd and Weaver Girl in this way."

Galaxy, love, eternity, the unswerving love that the world loves, the love stories that have attracted people for thousands of years, maybe it is just the result of an idiot looking at the night sky and having a romantic daydream.

At this time, Yang Qingshui suddenly said, "I have an older brother."

Lin Zhilu turned his head, a little surprised for a moment.Didn't he have no father and no mother in the background column? When will a brother appear?

Yang Qingshui was talking about himself in the real world: "My mother passed away early. Pancreatic cancer was diagnosed when I was ten years old, and it deteriorated very quickly. It was a terrible feeling for a person to lose weight visibly to the naked eye. At that time, I I don’t understand, but I feel afraid, that person is not my mother, every time I walk to the hospital bed, I endure fear, I don’t understand what life and death are.”

"My brother is three years older than me. When my mother was dying, my brother took me and dragged me to her, asking me to look at her carefully and keep her face in my mind." At this point, Yang Qingshui turned over, "Every day after that, I'm glad he did that."

When a person is forgotten in the memory of the loved one, that is the real death. The dead are ignorant, and only the living will be sad forever. Fortunately, my brother didn't give him a chance to blame himself.

"My father's business is doing well. In the past two years, he opened a new company, married a new wife, and gave birth to a new son." Yang Qingshui's tone seemed to congratulate him, "My brother and I sometimes live at grandma's house. I lived at my grandma’s house, which was okay, I didn’t recognize the bed. I was most afraid of the New Year, and I had to sit together, pretending to be a loving father and son, and kowtow to my mother to get red envelopes, the feeling of being forced to be a traitor …Hahahaha, how could money be valued when I was a child, now let me kowtow to get money, I can break through the earth's crust."

"Later, I moved out to live alone. I didn't take the money from the family, and I was stubborn. I was so poor that I couldn't cook. I bought a boxed meal and went home. I had to heat it twice and eat it three times. Memories of the lack of money in those two years It's too deep, it's pierced into my bones." Yang Qingshui blinked at him, "Isn't there such a saying, if you know me before, you will forgive me now. There is a reason for me to be such a philistine in your eyes. Forgive me for not bringing my wallet."

"..."

Yang Qingshui continued: "Do you know how I made it through?"

Lin Zhilu: "Ideals, beliefs? They won't rely on money."

"Really." Yang Qingshui laughed loudly.

"My brother knows that I can't ask for help. Sometimes he finds a reason to ask me for a meal, and sometimes he quietly helps me pay the rent. Without him, I might become the first college student to starve to death in the 21st century." .So, if something happens in the future and I am no longer in this world, for him, I will be sorry and run away without giving much back."

Lin Zhilu has a grandmother and a younger sister, and he can empathize with him. He still does not hesitate to make decisions at critical times, but when thinking of his family, he always feels a little guilty.

At this time, Yang Qingshui turned over and looked at him: "I've confessed to you, and you can never say you don't know anything about me again."

Lin Zhilu was taken aback for a moment, it turned out that he said this to himself to relieve his inner anxiety.

"I don't want you to force yourself to believe me, but every time you say I'm hiding the truth, you look at me with doubts in your eyes, which makes me very sad. Lin Zhilv, you can really trust me, really."

When Yang Qingshui spoke, he wished he could not blink his eyelids, and promised word by word, as if the wronged child could only hold back his face to prove his innocence, making Lin Zhilu happy when he saw it, and wanted to tease him with words.

"You said you have confessed, but it sounds to me that it is not true, and there is still a key piece missing. I can't believe it."

Yang Qingshui became anxious: "Where is it not true?"

Lin Zhilu approached, "What about your love history, can you tell me frankly?"

Yang Qingshui was taken aback for a moment, and after seeing the smile in his eyes, he realized that he was being teased, "You—"

Lin Zhilu stretched his arms around Yang Qingshui's back, tightened his arms, and hugged him close to each other, "Be lenient when confessing, and be strict when resisting."

Yang Qingshui was so angry, he didn't expect that sincerity was so rare, he actually set a trap for himself, and he stepped on it.

His breath was getting closer and closer, and Yang Qingshui's heart was beating hard, but he couldn't give up, "If you don't tell me, don't you want to torture to extract a confession?"

Just wait for your words.

Lin Zhilu smiled, and tightened his hands, so that Yang Qingshui had nowhere to break free and took the initiative to lean up to him, and kissed him.A kiss that was caught off guard, cool and soft, like tonight's night, infinitely beautiful.

He let go, looked at Yang Qingshui and smiled: "This time you took the initiative to kiss."

Yang Qingshui's brain crashed. Didn't he just say that he would be frank and lenient just now? Why did he kiss him? It was an extremely sudden kiss. It was obvious that the kiss was Lin Zhilu, so why did he take the initiative? He was the one who moved. , but... why didn't I see Lin Zhilu has this side before, and what does "this time" mean?

Yang Qingshui planned to spend a week full of wine, sex and wealth.

Take out all the money stored in the bank, and the consumption pattern is comparable to throwing money in the air: Donate to Rainbow Apartment for charity, provide it with 10 yuan for renovation costs, including but not limited to replacing those bathtubs that look dead, sealing the building The mouse hole on the top floor and the bottom floor, and suggest to improve the service attitude of the proprietress herself;

In the name of a private entrepreneur, he gave a thank-you money to the first team of the Criminal Investigation Team of the Gaoqiao Police Station, and also sent two one-meter-large silk banners, with words including "Police and civilian fish and water" and "Wisdom and martial arts are deeply loved". Yang Qingshui also self-employed The photographer and reporter held the ceremony of presenting the pennant very lively. The next day, the newspaper took a large photo of him and the police officers of the investigation team with a bright smile and a happy face.

In the end, there was no place to spend money, and the only employee in the detective agency was promoted and raised, and the year-end bonus for the next five years was issued in advance. After the employee Zeng Yueer said that the promotion here was useless, the promotion was replaced by encouragement, and opinions were accepted. Hire two interns and relieve Zeng Yueer from the responsibility of mopping the floor and washing the toilet.

On Tuesday morning, when Zeng Yueer went to work at the detective agency, she saw a pile of sundries scattered on the office floor - balloons, cards, various gift boxes, she frowned deeply: "I remember I just promised you to go to the barbecue, roast chicken Wings don't need balloons, do they?"

Yang Qingshui was compiling a chess board game, and said, "I was supposed to have a big hotel party, but I've already accommodated you to have a beach barbecue. What's wrong with blowing up two balloons?"

Zeng Yue'er squeezed two pink love balls, and suddenly her heart was filled with happiness, her eyes lit up: "Tell me, are you going to announce some happy event, hooked up with someone, and are going to elope with money?"

"There is no happy event for the time being. If I insist on one, I don't mind firing you, an employee who only satirizes the boss, to add to the fun. This barbecue will be a farewell feast for you." Yang Qingshui threw the chess piece to her, "What do you think?" Sample?"

Zeng Yue'er laughed, "I'll go to the kitchen to see how the chicken wings are marinating." After speaking, she hid in the kitchen.

Two days ago, Yang Qingshui organized a weekend barbecue party, and spread the hero post widely, inviting almost everyone he knew, even the proprietress of the Rainbow Apartment, but the proprietress took his decoration sponsorship fee and didn't give him a good face , A snort is regarded as a rejection.For the rest of the people, Yang Qingshui all showed affection cards, with a serious and sincere attitude of invitation, feeling that what he organized was not a barbecue event, but a wedding banquet, which made the guests feel drummed: Do you want to bring two hundred red envelopes before going there?

Zeng Yue'er came out with a plate of meat and said, "By the way, my informant saw a man who looked like Qin Yusheng appear in the western suburbs two days ago, and he even took a girl with him."

Yang Qingshui was slightly taken aback: "Girl?"

Zeng Yue'er expressed incomprehension at his strangeness, "What's the matter? Qin Yusheng is a young man at his age, so it's reasonable to see someone right."

If she knew who Qin Yusheng was, she wouldn't say the word "reasonable" so easily.

"Do you want someone to follow this clue?" Zeng Yueer asked.

After a pause, "No need."

After that night, Yang Qingshui originally wanted to call Qin Yusheng and ask him how to travel back. Should he wipe his neck anytime, anywhere, or hold a ceremony to make it clear so that he can make preparations first, but these days, even on the phone, he can't I can't get in touch all the time, as if the world has evaporated.

After making several phone calls, Yang Qingshui also put it aside. He knew that Qin Yusheng would definitely appear on August 8rd. It was an intuition. He had a reason to merge the two fate books, and he was more urgent than himself. .