Escape from the Ghost

When Song Yi walked out of the bedroom, he saw Li Zhaoling sitting on the balcony.The floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony faced the entire darkness, with only a few sporadic lights lit on the tall buildings in the distance.Li Zhaoling's back was facing him, his upper body shirt fit tightly, and he was upright.This person is just sitting on a chair in an ordinary way, as if there is a rope hanging above his head, and the rules are rigid.

As time slips by, it will inevitably take away some warmth and emotion, and the imprints left behind will be engraved into the bone marrow, born and extinguished together.

Li Zhaoling turned around when he heard the movement, the face under the glasses was still pitifully sparse as usual.Song Yi smiled, sat beside him and said, "You...can't sleep?"

Li Zhaoling held his hand tightly and said, "There is only night in the world, and there is no need to sleep."

Song Yi pretended to be hypocritically sympathetic, and said, "It's so boring. Without the contrast of daytime, how can you feel the joy of secular nights." He paused and asked curiously, "Why don't you sleep? It's impossible Shall we sit here overnight?"

Li Zhaoling's scalp was numb, and after a long while, he said sullenly: "Writing..." At this point, he obviously felt the hand under the palm tremble.Originally, I wanted to explain a few more sentences, but when I got to my mouth, I felt that there was nothing to say.

Song Yi's face darkened, he turned his face to look out the window, put away his playful smile, and said in a serious tone: "Aside from writing, what else has he taught you?"

Li Zhaoling withdrew his hand on the back of Song Yi's, and said with dark eyes, "Wars, riding and archery, and being a human being, everything... I come from the mountains, and everything I know is taught by the general."

Song Yi clenched his hands and gently pinched his palms with his fingernails. After listening to Li Zhaoling's words, he felt a nerve twisted together from his forehead to his tailbone.He secretly scolded himself for looking for a model for nothing, but he couldn't help being curious, adjusted his posture, wanted to look more relaxed, and said, "What do you mean by mountain?"

"It literally means to live in the mountains and forests like a wild beast." Li Zhaoling said each word calmly, unable to hear the tone of it.

Song Yi twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, seeing his serious look, finally couldn't help laughing out loud.He took out his mobile phone, flipped through it for a long time and handed it to Li Zhaoling, "Like this?"

Li Zhaoling glanced at the screen of the phone in doubt. On the screen, a naked man was wrapped in a triangular cloth around his waist. He was beating his chest against the sky with his hair down and enjoying himself. He darkened his face and asked: " What's this?"

"Tarzan the ape." Afraid that he might not understand, Song Yi explained enthusiastically, "An ape is an ape of an ape, and Mount Tai is his name."

Li Zhaoling frowned, waved his hands immediately, and said with the attitude of a veteran cadre: "Monkeys can't do it. If you want to survive in the forest, you have to be as fast as a leopard. That's the real beast."

Dare to dislike Taishan's weak brother? ? ?

Song Yi originally wanted to tease him, but he didn't expect Li Zhaoling to answer in such a serious manner. He became more energetic, pointed to the position of the triangular cloth, and said, "Do you want to wrap a piece of cloth like this?"

Li Zhaoling curled his lips, hesitant to speak, his ears turned red and he whispered, "No..."

Song Yi pretended to be stupid and said, "Nothing?"

Li Zhaoling gritted her teeth and said, "There's nothing—"

"Oh——" Song Yi listened with amusement, and said regretfully, "It's a pity."

"What a pity?"

Song Yi looked down at Li Zhaoling's waist, pointed to the phone screen and said, "It must be more exciting than this!"

"........."

After Song Yi finished speaking, she turned her face back into the night.After a long time, he asked in a low voice: "What are your plans after Song Muzhi comes back?" His voice was very soft, without any trace of his usual arrogance. Although the voice was a question, the tone sounded more like emotion .

Li Zhaoling put his hand on the back of Song Yi's hand again and held it tightly, the familiar coldness on his skin made Song Yi's heart tighten together.With indistinct tenderness in his voice, he said: "I don't know. For so many years, I have been burning like a torch in my heart, hidden and protected, and kept burning. Therefore, I never dared to think that one day this fire would be extinguished. , how should I deal with myself?"

Song Yi smiled warmly at Li Zhaoling, pulled him to stand up and said, "I have something for you, come with me."

Li Zhaoling followed Song Yi suspiciously and walked into the study together.

Song Yi turned on the desk lamp. On the long table was a small pile of bezoar rice paper. He rummaged through it casually, picked it up and looked at Li Zhaoling proudly.

In an instant, hesitation turned into joy, which quickly flashed in Li Zhaoling's eyes.He took it and opened it carefully, and it turned out that it was the words he had written before, and he said with a rare surprise on his face, "You brought it here?"

Song Yi sat leaning against the corner of the table and said, "I chose a few that I think are good, and I will move them here for you, as a reminder for you." He put his arms on Li Zhaoling's shoulders, and slid his fingers along the collar She crossed her chest, raised her head with a standard hooligan face, and continued: "Master, I am taking care of you now, so even if it is such a small thought, you have to take me with you in the future!"

After Song Yi finished speaking, his hand slid restlessly from Li Zhaoling's chest to his stomach. The hard lumps in the muscles under the thin shirt were very obvious to the touch, and the skin where the hand fell was obviously tightened, and there was a faint force in it. What are you resisting!Going down, Li Zhaoling finally couldn't bear it and held his hand tightly, leaned over and carried Song Yi on his shoulders, and strode towards the bedroom.

The rice paper full of words fluttered all over the place and scattered everywhere.

This feeling is really exciting, Song Yi was hesitating whether to scream or not, the next moment he felt a big hand pinch hard on his ass.

"what--"

This time I called out without hesitation... After a night of lingering, it seems that a sweet dream has just begun...

It was almost noon when Song Yi woke up, he spread himself honestly on the big bed, his body was sore to the bone.With a snort, he shoved his hands dishonestly along the necks of the people around him directly into the quilt, with a clear goal, and the dog's paws slid down like a small fish, and Li Zhaoling caught him straight away.

He turned over and opened his eyes in a daze.He found that Li Zhaoling was lying on his side, resting his head on his elbow, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Li Zhaoling is usually too cold, his eyes are too sharp, even flirting with a faint rigidity and arrogance, like a bolt of lightning, directly piercing into people's hearts all the time.At this moment, a pair of sharp eyes looked over, and Song Yi was smashed right across the face. He trembled three times, and even the energy of getting up in bed was suppressed. He widened his eyes, pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, and said: "You... you woke up..."

Li Zhaoling smiled, looked at Song Yi with fondness in her eyes, and said, "I should say this. Go take a shower and order a takeaway for you, and it will be here soon."

The corners of Song Yi's lips curled up, turned over and rolled into Li Zhaoling's arms, raised his mouth and kissed his chin, and said, "Good performance, worthy of reward."

Li Zhaoling obviously hasn't fully adapted to the intimacy of modern people, and froze in place without moving.Song Yi was like a child who succeeded in playing a prank. Looking at Li Zhaoling's slightly red earlobes, he made a decisive attack and moved his lips along his neck to the base of his ears.

Li Zhaoling lowered his head, stared at him blankly, finally let go of his arms and lay down completely on the bed, hugged Song Yi's head in his arms, and slammed into his dishonest lips hard, and it took a while before we parted.

He looked at Song Yi's red lips with a little complacency, and said plainly, "Look, I'm also doing as Romans do."But this expression only lasted for two seconds, before he was interrupted by the numbness under his body, panting softly, pulling a corner of the quilt and rolling out of the bed.

Li Zhaoling sat on the ground and looked at Song Yi with a horrified face, and performed what it means to be "You city people really know how to play" with strength!The next moment, the terrified expression shrunk rapidly, changing into a completely gloomy one, aggrieved Barbara pulled the quilt to cover the key places.

"Hahahahaha..."

Song Yi lay on the bed laughing and turning backwards and forwards, secretly determined in his heart that he must engrave his name on all "the countless embarrassing moments in Li Zhaoling's life" in the future.

Ding-dong-

The doorbell rang.

Under Li Zhaoling's gaze, Song Yi generously pulled a bathrobe around her body, raised her hand to open the blackout curtain, and the sun poured down.The earlobes of Song Yi were shining brightly, and red spots were faintly visible on the neck.

He looked at the dumbfounded Li Zhaoling, went to the bed and squatted down, stretched out his hand to grab his face as hard as a tree, and said earnestly, "Uncle Li, I was the one who was raped." He raised his head all the way and whistled Lang|Walking out of the bedroom.

As soon as Song Yi opened the door, he was terrified by the scene in front of him. Xia Houyong squatted in the corner holding a takeaway box.If Song Yi hadn't been thinking about the meal, he would have closed the door immediately.

He froze and held the takeaway box in Xia Houyong's arms, and said, "Where's the big brother who delivered the takeaway? You can't kill people by cutting them up."

"Oh...fuck!" Xia Houyong squatted at the door for almost three hours, and when he stood up, his calf cramped and he fell into the room with a limp.

Song Yi quickly moved away, watching the man rubbing his waist and giving him a shit, he said dumbfounded: "Officer Xia... I'm not a prisoner, what are you doing here?"

"Li Zhaoling——" Xia Houyong gritted his teeth, got up unsteadily from the ground, rushed into the room with an angry face, and yelled loudly as he walked: "Li Zhaoling! Get out of here! I said how do you get out of this world?" It’s like evaporating, dare to feel like it’s rippling in the spring, colorful flags are fluttering! Who told me yesterday that you want to save people! You—”

boom--

"Ouch..."

As soon as he reached the door of the bedroom, he was hit on the forehead by the door rushing towards him. With a "click—" the door was locked.

The corners of Song Yi's mouth twitched when he saw it. He felt from the bottom of his heart that Xia Houyong and Li Zhaoling were true girlfriends from the bottom of his heart. Even if one was stupid and the other was cold, they collided with each other with a kind of mysterious tacit understanding.

Song Yi took out the scissors and cut off the pouch of the package. There was a big bag full of everything from seafood porridge, shrimp dumplings, steamed buns, egg yolk quicksand buns. A complete Cantonese-style morning tea was spread out on a tea table.

Xia Houyong covered his head and sat down on the sofa angrily. He picked up the chopsticks and was not polite at all. While drinking the porridge "piercingly", he muttered: "This person is so worthless! I told him that he would come to find him this morning. You use the information to investigate the case, and he locks me out."

Song Yi looked at the door of his house in surprise: "Closed outside?"

Xia Houyong stopped his chopsticks, squinted and said, "Is there any place in this world that can stop me?"

"Um???"

Xia Houyong pointed in the direction of the bedroom with his chopsticks, and said tremblingly, "His damsel actually opened the enchantment for a bed!!! I knocked on the door until I was invited out three times by the security!!!"

boom--

The bedroom door suddenly opened, and Li Zhaoling came out wearing a tie and said, "Now I know why Zhao You turns his face and denies you every time you finish sleeping with you?"

"Humph!!!"

Xia Houyong expressed his attitude with a nasal voice, picked up a shrimp dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth, and said: "I found the old workers of the third phase project of Jingtaiyuan in Anjia Real Estate, and visited some people around. The reason for the suspension is that people were killed at the demolition site, and the matter was covered up."

Song Yi said dumbly: "Jingtaiyuan Phase III? Human life?" He paused and asked cautiously, "Is it related to Wang De?"

Xia Houyong put down his chopsticks, stared at Song Yi with wide eyes and said, "Do you know this person?"

Song Yi nodded and said, "He was the one who did the cultural relic appraisal of the Yinluan pen. On the day of the car accident, my dad went to the school to ask him to retrieve the Yinluan pen and the cultural relic appraisal. Later I also found out that this Professor Wang and my dad are old friends. Acquaintance, the reason why the third phase of the Jingtaiyuan project was put on hold is partly because of him. There is a pavilion near the project. In order to protect the integrity of the site, he led graduate students to protest several times. My dad decided to leave the board of directors. It’s also because I supported this Professor Wang. That’s why I transferred to the History Department after the car accident, but I didn’t expect him to be on vacation.”

Xia Houyong pondered for a moment, and said: "The accident at the demolition site was his wife, an associate professor at Mucheng University, surnamed Huo. The time was only a few days after the car accident. Judging from the investigation results, the demolition team cannot be entirely responsible. , the surrounding old residential areas have been moved long ago, and they are all 80-[-]-year-old houses. They protested on the spot, but as soon as the excavator plunged into the soil, a hole was sunk in the ground, and the dangerous wall collapsed and killed people.”

Li Zhaoling asked: "You mean..."

Xia Houyong replied: "Among the people involved in the accident, Zhang Yanqing, Wu Jingfang, and Duan Qi were all related to this project. Now it is confirmed that Wang De's wife also died in this demolition incident, so is it possible that he and Wang Xin exchanged money?" Conditions, help Wang Xin to be reborn, and let Wang Xin avenge himself?"

When the last two words were spoken, everyone fell into silence. Song Yi frowned and said, "Culture is really worthless."

Li Zhaoling asked Xia Houyong: "What about the last person? Did you find out?"

Xia Houyong shook his head and looked at Song Yi.

"I understand what you mean." Song Yi stood up, picked up the phone, and said, "What's the name of the last person?"

The muscles at the corners of Xia Houyong's lips tightened, and he said, "Chen, Chen Shang."

Song Yi nodded and called Xue Fei. A steady voice came from the receiver, saying, "Mr. Song, what are your orders?"

"Help me find out if there is anyone with the surname Chen in the third phase of the Jingtaiyuan project." Song Yi paused and continued, "You don't need to look down, and it doesn't have to be someone from the company, understand? ?”

"Understood, it's just...the company's situation is not very good now, it may take some time."

"I know." After hanging up the phone, Song Yi said, "Don't worry, he will notify me as soon as he finds out."

Xia Houyong hesitated, and asked, "Anjia Real Estate is now..."

Song Yi wrapped his bathrobe tighter and said, "Wu Jingfang died too suddenly, and the company's stock plummeted. This is different from my dad's situation at the time. After all, he is now the actual helm of the company. But it doesn't matter, what happened?" He specifically asked me to buy the remaining stocks in his hand before. Looking at it this way, there is really a power in the dark."

"What power?"

Song Yi smiled bitterly: "Who can tell?" He stood up and said, "When I change my clothes, I will go with you to condolences to this Professor Wang."