Xiao Lang Jing

On the last day of the National Day holiday, Zhao Meng went to the police station to be on duty in advance.Song Qiran sorted out the materials and forms needed for the company's morning meeting on the first day after the holiday on his home computer.He gets a call.It was from the person he least expected.

It was Zhao Lin who called the other person.When she made that call, she had already got off at the long-distance bus station with her backpack and suitcase on her back.She made a special trip to the provincial capital to find Song Qiran.

Song Qiran put on a coat and drove to pick her up.It was almost twelve noon at that time, and he took Zhao Lin to the nearest reliable western restaurant for lunch.Throughout the journey, the two of them didn't talk much.

When she was in Zhao Meng's hometown, Zhao Lin didn't personally witness the whole process of her father and elder brother's sword breaking, but she was not stupid, it's not that she couldn't figure out the joints.Zhao Meng left too hastily that day, and he didn't know the situation at home after he left.For several days in a row, the father, who had been ordered by the doctor to stop drinking for many years because of heart problems, picked up the bottle again. He didn't drink much, and his mother and younger brother forced him to stop him, but he still cried. In an instant, Zhao Lin even had the illusion that her father just needed a reason to express her loss. It didn't matter whether she had alcohol or not, whether she was drunk or not.They were originally a family that cared deeply about each other, poor but happy, and everyone was willing to make sacrifices for other family members, which is why they learned how to express love, but they still couldn't learn how to vent their inner pain.It was hurtful, and everyone in this family is used to keeping their pain under wraps.Whether it is the elder brother who hastily left home with regrets, or the father who closed the door to drink secretly, they are just avoiding further mutual harm, but other than that, there is no other way to deal with the situation at hand, which is too Beyond their experience and ability.

Zhao Lin was terrified to witness Zhao's father, who was over [-] years old, bursting into tears.The whole thing happened too fast, she didn't know what she could do, and she never thought of blaming either her elder brother or her father, but the huge emotional vortex shrouded the family all day long, making this young girl A channel for resolution is urgently needed.

She was only in her early twenties, and the sharpest conflict she had ever experienced in her life before that was nothing more than the fact that her favorite idol was falsely attacked by people with ulterior motives for playing big names or being unprofessional, which made her very angry.That family doted on her so well, but the two men she was most used to relying on closed themselves off in an instant, one behind the other, making her fall into a helpless, panic-stricken situation. situation.She was supposed to set off on the last day of the holiday and return to the city where the university was located to continue her final year of studies, but she got her train ticket refunded in a mysterious way, and ran to the provincial capital without saying hello to anyone.

She didn't dare to go to Zhao Meng, fearing that Zhao Meng would only become more gloomy when he learned about the situation at home.She could only come to Song Qiran full of apology, and cried out of breath while covering her face in the passenger seat.

Song Qiran pulled over the car and stopped.He waited for a while until the girl's most uncontrollable sadness had passed, then patted her on the back to calm her breathing, and then gave Zhao Lin a hug.He stroked the braids on the back of the girl's head, as gently as when Zhao Lin put the wreath on him, and told her:

"Your brother is fine, eats well, and sleeps well. I will do my best to take care of him, and your mother will take care of your father. Both of them are loved by many people, and they are not as good as you can imagine. So lonely. On the contrary, you are the one who needs to take care of yourself the most. "

Zhao Lin leaned against Song Qiran and smelled the faint smell of his clothes. The smell was clean and comfortable, just like the feeling Song Qiran had always given her.

"Of course, I'm sorry." She said with blurred eyes.She understood that she couldn't bear to disturb her brother, but she unreservedly brought pressure and anxiety to Song Qiran, and all of this was not his responsibility alone.

"It will be fine." Song Qiran said firmly, "Maybe you don't believe it. Before I met your brother, my life was a mess. But since I met him, it seems that everything has started to develop in a good direction. He With this kind of ability, you have to have faith in him, as long as you give him time, everything will eventually turn around."

Zhao Lin nodded, she endured the most difficult time, and gave a soft "hmm" in Song Qiran's arms.

When she arrived at the western restaurant, she was finally able to laugh.When Song Qiran was ordering food for her, Zhao Lin took out a folded express envelope from her backpack, which was the second thing she did when she came to the provincial capital to find Song Qiran.After Zhao Meng took him away, the family received a courier addressed to Song Qiran.It was a strange courier. Although Song Qiran's name was on it, the phone number was wrong, and the address was on Zhao Meng's ID card.The Zhao family’s current house was built after redistribution of homesteads in the village. The address on the house number is slightly different from the information in the original household registration book. Therefore, the courier was first sent to the village party secretary, and then finally handed over to Zhao’s father. inside.Now Zhao Lin brought it to Song Qiran again.

"Someone must have made a mistake." Song Qiran looked at the envelope and said to Zhao Lin.

How could someone send something to Zhao Meng's hometown in his name.Even his parents didn't know about him and Zhao Meng, let alone an outsider who didn't even know the phone number.Song Qiran frowned, and didn't intend to reach out to pick it up.

"But what's inside is really yours." Zhao Lin replied.At first, she also felt that it was strange, although it was not very polite, but she opened it and read it. Now, she opened the envelope, took out the paper inside and spread it out in front of Song Qiran.Other than that, there was only one disc with no guess what was on it.

Song Qiran was stunned.Before he could say the impossible no, he recognized what was on the paper.

It was a painting, a portrait of a character drawn in charcoal.Every art student has his own habitual composition and brushwork when drawing a sketch. He can tell at a glance that it is not a misunderstanding.

But why didn't he even have the slightest impression of drawing those things by himself?

The painting should be of a man, with only body parts and no face, but even if it was only part of the body, Song Qiran felt a deadly familiar feeling when he saw it, as if it wasn't just a few pictures of exercising the human body that he found anywhere. It is an exercise, but a result that has been studied for a long time after painstaking efforts and serious consideration.

Song Qiran held them in his hands inexplicably. Although there were only a few thin sheets of paper, they felt heavy for no reason.He thought of something, and grabbed the express envelope that fell on the table.Find a strange, never-heard name in the sender column.

Yue Lan.

Song Qiran showed a dazed and vaguely distressed expression.

"Of course...?" Zhao Lin called him, worried about his sudden gaffe, "Are you okay?"

Song Qiran didn't know.His palms began to sweat, and his breathing became uncontrollable.There is always a voice deep in his heart constantly urging him to grasp that clue, grasp that name, as if those two words are intertwined with something particularly important. In the process of searching for the root, the whole root system is broken.

He raised a finger, made a "shush" gesture to Zhao Lin, and then pressed the sender's phone number on the express envelope one by one according to the envelope.It was a valid call, and Song Qiran got through it.After a few clicks, it was picked up.

At that moment, Song Qiran felt that he couldn't even breathe normally.

"Hello." A female voice came from the other side of the phone.

Song Qiran frowned and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

There seemed to be an inaudible sigh across the ear, and the other person replied: "I am Yue Lan."

"Impossible." Almost immediately, Song Qiran vetoed that answer without hesitation, even he himself did not understand why his tone was so firm, "You can't be him. Yue Lan is a man."

He was shocked by the words that came out of his mouth.This is already the second time today.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other side, and when he spoke again, there was a trace of gratitude mixed in the emotional tone.

"You really haven't forgotten everything..."

Song Qiran didn't understand why Yue Lan's attitude changed instantly, he just intuited that there was some kind of strange emotion in it, but that emotion made him instinctively put up his defenses, and the alarm bells in his heart were set off.

The next moment, Yue Lan's calm voice came out again:

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to get in touch with you in this way at first. However, I don't have much time left now. I hope you don't blame me. I have something that I must complete, and your second Uncle really pushed us too hard, I had no choice but to take such a desperate way."

"What do you want to do?" Song Qiran asked.

"I want you to remember what you should remember. I need you, Song Qiran, and I want to win the lawsuit."

As soon as she finished speaking, a piece of music came from the receiver.The music was so loud that even Zhao Lin, who was sitting across the table, could hear it clearly.

It was a very weird piece of music, full of repeated high-frequency electronic sounds, but the melody was like a record player that was about to run out of power, and it couldn't bring people any pleasant emotions.

To Song Qiran, the voice sounded more like something else, as if he suddenly saw a picture, a large group of lifeless people wearing uniforms of the same color lined up around a dilapidated small Run around the playground over and over again.The scorching sun above his head melted the surface of the runway. He felt scalded, deprived of oxygen, and dehydrated. He felt deep and heavy exhaustion and lingering drowning-like despair.

All those emotions came back to the body as if they had been compressed and then exploded in the brain all of a sudden.

Song Qiran trembled.He almost dropped the phone to the ground.The fragile machine bounced back after being knocked to the ground, and the screen shattered in an instant.That movement left a huge and abrupt sound in the quiet restaurant, which frightened Zhao Lin into shivering.

Song Qiran was as pale as paper, dripping with cold sweat, his face covered with shadows as if he had just been salvaged from a sunken ship.Unforeseen severe pain suddenly began to attack from the tip of the temple, piercing through the entire head like a chainsaw, he groaned, and fell down on the seat, trembling, hugging his head, inserting his fingers into the hair between, as if to tear off the piece of skin connected to the skull.

Zhao Lin stood up in surprise and knocked over the coffee cup.

"Of course!" She quickly leaned over and tried to grab Song Qiran's hands, but she couldn't hold back the arm strength of a grown man, and she could only watch Song Qiran's complexion getting more and more strange.She took out her mobile phone and wanted to call an ambulance, but she was new here, so she didn't even know the address of the restaurant that Song Qiran brought her to, so she left a sentence, "Wait for me, I'll be right back!" and ran to the front desk It took only a few minutes to seek help, but when Zhao Lin returned to look for Song Qiran again, she was horrified to find an empty table.

Everything on the table disappeared, including Song Qiran.He didn't even take the broken cell phone with him.

Zhao Meng sat in front of the computer and called up the street surveillance cameras. Opposite him, the middle-aged man handcuffed to the chair picked the surface of the chair with his fingernails.

"Be honest!" Zhao Meng yelled at him.

The police who patrolled the area this morning received a report and caught a courier who was stealing a courier at the guard box in the community. However, the courier brother who turned around after delivering the goods caught him on the spot. The two had a fight, and they happened to go to the community The owner of the house was doing renovation work, and the engineering team piled up a pile of newly unloaded building materials at the gate. As a result, one of them was hit by a brick in the face, and was sent to the hospital for eight stitches. Regarding the controlled knives, one said it was deliberately hurting people, and the other insisted on self-defense. I couldn't tell clearly, so I had to drag the one with good hands and feet to the camp first.

"It's so fucking unfair. There was a big traffic jam at the Nancheng Interchange today, and all the cars had to divert to go under the bridge. Let me fix it, and it was useless all morning!" Ma Chao walked in from the outside with his head fluttering. He had just gone to the construction site to give the farmers The workers collectively asked for salary and collected evidence, coughing ashes in their throats.

"Brother Meng, let's have a meal first, I'll be the rest." He greeted Zhao Meng.The staff on duty in the office were busy all morning, and the meal time was long past. If they hadn't eaten a pancake on the way back from the police station, they would have starved to death.

Zhao Meng nodded, but he didn't stop the action of retrieving the video file.I don't know if Qi Ran had a good meal at noon when he was working at home, his thoughts wandered for a second, Zhao Meng wondered.

The mobile phone on the table vibrated, Zhao Meng glanced at it, his expression changed, and he quickly picked it up.

It was Zhao Lin who called. She sounded like she was dying of anxiety and panic. She couldn't explain what happened in three sentences, but Zhao Meng was startled and stood up from her chair.

"Linlin, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry and speak slowly!"

Just as Ma Chao took a sip of water and put down his glass, he glanced at him, Linlin, could something be wrong with my sister-in-law?

He quickly winked at the policewoman Xiao Gao.Together, the two moved the suspect who was halfway through the interrogation to a small room, and just after they came back, they heard Zhao Meng's voice changed:

"What do you think happened to Qi Ran?!"

Why did you change again?Ma Chao scratched his head, no, why did he always feel that he had heard this name from somewhere?

"Brother Meng!" Xiao Gao who was next to him suddenly called out, and Zhao Meng hung up the phone and rushed out the door with no expression on his face.She stepped up to Ma Chao's desk, grabbed the car key on the desk, and threw it to Zhao Meng through the window.

"If there is an urgent matter at home, use the car in the office! The traffic jam in Nancheng is severe, if you can get around, go around!"

Ma Chao was taken aback by her yelling, and now he came back to his senses, and a head popped out from the small window:

"It's okay, just leave it to the two of us, you go!"

Zhao Meng looked back at them gratefully, picked up the car keys from the ground and got into the police car.

As soon as he got in the car, he called his friends in the traffic police brigade. Zhao Lin said on the phone that the car parked in front of the restaurant had disappeared, but he probably drove away.Zhao Meng's heart almost popped out of his chest.Driving, he had seen Song Qiran when he had a headache, how could he drive in that state? ?

Zhao Meng was so anxious that he couldn't even control his tone. After the call was connected, he omitted all the basic politeness and pleasantries, and asked the other party straight to the point: "Can I ask you for a favor."

His friend from the traffic police brigade was surnamed Bai, named Bai Hua, from the Northeast, as his name suggests, with a very poor mouth, last time Zhao Meng asked someone to let Song Qiran go through the back door to clear his points, and told him to seize the opportunity to bury him.But this time, even his words were less.

"Don't tell me, it's terrible." He rejected Zhao Meng bluntly, "It's not that brothers don't show loyalty, don't you know that there is a traffic jam in Nancheng now? There was a series of car accidents on the bridge, and I am so desperate that I can't dispatch manpower. , don't make trouble for me!"

Zhao Meng was dying of anxiety.

"You have to help me with anything you want to do with this favor!" He yelled at Bai Hua, "The one who had the accident was my wife! If you don't help me find him, I'll work hard with you!"

Bai Hua paused, not knowing whether she was immersed in Zhao Meng's sudden outburst of temper, or in the huge shock of "When will this guy have a wife?!"After a while, he replied in vain, "I'm afraid of you, what's the matter?"

Zhao Meng reported a string of license plate numbers, Song Qiran's license plate.He knew that Bai Hua was in command of the command tower, and only he could find out Song Qiran's whereabouts in the first place.

After a while, there was another movement on the other end of the phone.Bai Hua didn't tell him if he found the license plate, but instead uttered an involuntary modal particle into the microphone, "Damn it!".

He took a few deep breaths, and said to Zhao Meng, brother, calm down.Zhao Meng was speeding down the road in his car, wishing he could grab him from the phone and beat him up.

"Say!" he roared.

"Hey! Don't tell me there is such a coincidence in this world." Bai Hua said incredulously, "Your wife's car, it seems to be on the bridge if I'm not mistaken."

"What bridge?!"

"Didn't I tell you when I answered the phone just now? It's just Nancheng Interchange! The bridge where the car crashed! I told you that there was a series of accidents involving more than [-] cars. You must not go there, don't—"

Before he finished speaking, the phone was picked up.What the hell is Lao Meng so irritable!Bai Hua scolded, why couldn't she listen to him finish his sentence properly!He only said it was a serial car accident, but he didn't say that it was his wife who hit the car!Hey, but wait... Bai Hua looked at the screen carefully again, it's not right... The owner of the car registered with this license plate number is a man.

He stared at the screen and blinked.Suddenly reacted.

Eh? ? ? ? ?

The author has something to say

Zhao Lin: Brother, of course, whoever you two can go to the restaurant to help me buy the order, I am a poor student, but the things I order are so expensive T^T

Also, Brother Bai is very cute, I will make a special episode for him