The president who wears books is cold

When he arrived at Xie's house, Xu Lin found that not only was the smoke lingering inside, but also an antique table was set up in the living room.

Looking at the things on the case table, the man dressed as a Taoist priest has been following behind him chanting since he entered the door, holding a mahogany sword in his hand and waving it up and down, Xu Lin finally couldn't help showing a trace of anger.

"Xiaoqi, please bear with me, your mother has recently...become a little abnormal recently."

After hearing what Xie Yuanqiao said, Xu Lin couldn't help but glance at Wen Yao who was standing not far away.

She is still dressed in a dignified and dignified manner, but her eyes clearly show timidity and worry, just like the kind of rich wife who was raised in a deep boudoir in ancient times. look like.

In any case, Xu Lin never thought that she would become like this.

Just thinking that during this period of time she always observed herself quietly when she came here, and then she put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hand several times in a daze under her gaze, Xu Lin suddenly understood that maybe this He did it wrong from the very beginning.

If they hadn't confessed themselves to Wen Yao and the others, even if they would have doubts about their behavior later, as long as they didn't find an argument that could support their thinking, they would keep explaining to themselves, and then rationalize the matter.

It's a pity that now Xu Lin has given them an answer that can be used for reference, from the tone of speech, to the little habits Xie Weiqi once had, the taste of the food he prefers, the more he reads, the more he thinks, to In the end, either they drove themselves crazy because of the paranoia, or they joined forces to drive Xu Lin crazy.

Thinking of this, Xu Lin looked back expressionlessly, looked at Xie Yuanqiao who was quietly watching him, and said, "For her own good, I don't think we will meet again for a while."

When Xu Lin walked out of the gate of Xie's house, he could still hear Xie Yuanqiao and Wen Yao calling him, he clenched his hands and smiled wryly, Xu Lin thought that he didn't put it on Xie Weiqi's body on purpose.

In order to cooperate with the promotion of the movie, Li Xin flew to one city almost every day in the past few days, and it seemed that only when he received a call from him in the middle of the night would Xu Lin feel a little more relaxed.

But probably because he couldn't see each other, Li Xin's sense of hearing seemed to have become more acute. As soon as he heard Xu Lin say hello, he immediately asked: "Xu Lin, what happened?" ?”

Xu Lin would smoke when he was upset, and after he extinguished the half-smoked cigarette in his hand, he smiled and said, "Obviously?"

"Well, obviously."

Hearing his serious tone, Xu Lin leaned his head on the sofa behind him, looked at the ceiling in front of him and said, "Li Xin, I think I made a mistake at the beginning."

"Ok?"

"I disguised myself as Xie Weiqi from the beginning, and didn't tell them about my background. If that's the case, there probably won't be so many things now."

There was also a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. After a while, Li Xin said: "But you are you, and you can't become him. Besides, you deliberately wanted to wear it on Xie Weiqi..."

In fact, Xu Lin is not the kind of person who is easy to be sad and sad, and he is not willing to sink himself into that kind of gray negative emotion. After lying down on the sofa in a comfortable position, he smiled and said: "Li Xin, why do you believe such a bizarre thing?"

"Because I already know you, and after I get to know you, I know that you are not the kind of nonsense person."

"Thank you."

Xu Lin's sudden and solemn thanks made Li Xin a little flustered, and after a while, he said: "Thank you for what, thank you, aren't we... aren't we? We should help each other!"

"Speaking of which, Li Xin."

"Ok?"

"Do you want to have sex with me when you come back? How can we say that we are in that kind of relationship." After speaking, Xu Lin hung a trace of malice on his face, and said, "And we have been together for a long time..."

"Xu Lin! Why don't you fucking die?!"

Looking at the phone that was quickly hung up, and remembering his almost roaring voice, Xu Lin couldn't help laughing, thinking that this idiot is shy again?

The sweetness tumbling in my heart, gradually, they seem to swallow themselves up.

It's just that such a good mood couldn't last for too long. When he was about to leave work the next day, Xu Lin's assistant handed him a box, saying that someone else gave it to him.

Xu Lin was a little puzzled at first, but when he opened the box, he still couldn't help throwing the box aside.

Even though Xu Lin didn't know much about small gourds made of black jade and things like relics, he knew that the things in the box were used to calm the soul.

Knowing that Wen Yao sent someone to send the things, Xu Lin gradually had a relieved smile on his face, thinking that the matter has come to this point, maybe it is really like what he thought at the beginning, it would be better for each other to calm down for a while.

In other words, he shouldn't have any expectations for things that don't belong to him.

Just when Xu Lin was staring at the pile of broken things in a daze, his cell phone rang suddenly at this moment.

At first he thought it was a call from Wen Yao, but when he saw the caller ID, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then said in a calm voice, "Hello."

"Xie Weiqi, are you really not Xie Weiqi?"

Ding Shuyan's voice sounded very brisk, or overly cheerful, Xu Lin held his cell phone tightly in doubt, and said, "No."

"Are you really not Xie Weiqi?"

The abnormal tone made Xu Lin even more uneasy. After a moment of silence, he said, "Ding Shuyan, did something happen to you?"

Probably also understood his thoughts, Ding Shuyan's tone became a little more serious, and said, "No, I just want you to answer the question I just asked."

"Really?" Thinking that he had reached this point, Xu Lin said again, "Sorry, I'm not Xie Weiqi."

"Is that so?"

The voice was very low, so he unconsciously formed a sigh similar to himself.

Just when Xu Lin realized something was wrong and called Ding Shuyan's name several times, he hung up the phone at this moment.

With a bang, that crisp sound struck Xu Lin's heart like thunder.

"Ding Shuyan? Ding Shuyan!"

Already faintly aware of something in his heart, the next second, Xu Lin hurried to his design room and said, "Who has a car? Can you lend me the car?"

Seeing his nervous expression, several people in the design office took out their car keys and called out, "Boss."

"Come back and pay you back!"

After saying this, Xu Lin ran out to look north without looking back.

Many people gathered in front of the inpatient department.

"It's a pity, how can you not figure it out at such a young age?"

"That's right, I heard it jumped from the rooftop."

When hearing these two sentences, Xu Lin only felt that something exploded in his head.

After a bang, there was a void that resembled nothingness.

Xu Lin's hands and feet began to tremble uncontrollably. Looking at the two talking aunts, he only remembered pulling one of them and saying, "Auntie, you...do you know the name of the person who jumped off the building?"

Xu Lin's pale face obviously frightened the two elderly people. Later, when he thought that they might know each other, he said tremblingly, "I don't know, but the surname seems to be Ding."

It was just such a sentence that Xu Lin didn't even have the strength to stand up straight.

"Xie Weiqi! What did you say to Shuyan?! Why did he die?!"

In front of him was the face of Ding Manyu who was crying bitterly, but since entering this hospital, Xu Lin's consciousness has been a little trance.

The bag that Ding Manyu mentioned was probably a platinum bag, and it contained a lot of documents. When she smashed the sapphire blue bag on her head, Xu Lin only saw the world in front of her eyes turn blood red in an instant. .

Ding Shuyan is dead?

Walking from the side door of the inpatient department to the stretcher surrounded by the crowd, Xu Lin turned over these words in his head.

The lively Ding Shuyan, when he smiles, the corners of his eyes will go up, looking optimistic, not at all like being entangled in severe depression.

He looks very much like Zhou Ji.

But he is not Zhou Ji after all.

In this case, isn't it too selfish?Or was Ding Shuyan selfish?

He didn't believe what he said, so he wanted to stand between him and Li Xin in such a way that they could never be together for the rest of their lives?

Or should he admire his courage, because he loves Xie Weiqi deeply, and he must be his in this life, so after knowing that Xie Weiqi has disappeared, he will follow him and leave?

Either way, the man is dead and gone.

The hand that wanted to uncover the white cloth was suddenly stopped by someone, Xu Lin raised his head blankly, the man in the white coat looked at him with some unbearable heart, and said: "He fell on his head, the way he is now... I It is better not to look at it."

Xu Lin heard his words, but he was unmoved.

The moment he lifted the white cloth, what he saw was a bloody, mutilated face.

It seems that it was at this time that Xu Lin deeply realized the reality of this world.

They will die the same, and they also have things that make them happy and sad.

But from beginning to end, I have lived in this world in a dissociative manner.

If he could be a little more considerate of Ding Shuyan's difficulties and be considerate to him, and not say those things that were too cruel to him, would he not die today?

The noise filled the eardrums, there was Ding Manyu's suppressed crying, and the comforting comments of others. After an unknown period of time, all the surrounding sounds disappeared. When Xu Lin raised his head, all he could see was a gloomy landscape. Sky.

He told himself in his heart that he should go home, but he had no memory of how he got back and how long it took him to go back.

It's just that when he came back to his senses, he found himself sitting in the living room.

In other words, he was actually awakened by the sound of the door opening behind him.

Standing by the door, Li Xin, who was supposed to be promoting her movie in another city at this time, had red and swollen eyes, obviously crying.

At that time, Xu Lin hoped that he could jump over and beat him up like before, and then grabbed his collar and asked him loudly what he had done to Ding Shuyan.

But the room was very quiet, Li Xin also stood there without moving.

Thinking that he had guessed countless possibilities in his mind on the way here, Xu Lin just turned his head indifferently.

When Ding Shuyan decided to jump off that rooftop, the ending was already preordained early on.

"What did you say to Shuyan...brother?"

"truth."

"is it?"

There was another long silence in the room, and after a while, Xu Lin heard Li Xin whisper behind him: "Xu Lin, Brother Shuyan's...death...you and I have to bear a large part of the responsibility. "

"Ah."

"In the future... I think it's better for us not to meet."

"it is good."

The sound of closing the door in the middle of the night seemed to take away a lot of things, Xu Lin fell on the sofa a little tired, and suddenly remembered a line from a movie.

"Tomorrow is another day."

He knew that one day when he looked back, all these things would be over.

As for the process full of discomfort, pessimism and despair, he thought he could try to shorten it a bit.

No matter what, he must live on, and live well.