Looking at the bright moon

What absurd words!Ling Yi frowned, almost thinking that this was an old and demented patient.Ke Bihe's name made him somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.He sat there thinking for a long time, but he didn't think of the source, but another thing slowly emerged from his memory.It was a photo of two teenagers holding hands and sitting in a row with bright smiles.One of them is Jing Yuan, and the other has eyebrows and eyes very similar to himself.To this day, Ling Yi remembers their smiling faces, and she still hates them so much that she wants to tear them into pieces and throw them under her feet into a puddle of mud.

A gust of wind blew by, and his vest was soaked in coolness, and it was actually cold sweat that wet his clothes.Holding the coffee in her hand, Ling Yi kept stirring it, and said flatly, "How long ago did you remember?"

The old servant flattered and said: "How dare you forget. Without you, the Sixth Young Master would not have known how to live in the Sheng family. It's good to see you and the Sixth Young Master are still together now, I know , friends like you and the Sixth Young Master will never be separated no matter what."

Ling Yi was about to drink the words "why not", he was still stirring the half cup of coffee, the coffee was no longer steaming, only a little residual warmth remained on the wall of the cup, sticking to his sweaty fingers .He heard himself ask again: "Did I often come to see Jingyuan in the past? I don't have much memory."

"That's not it." After assuming that he was "Bihe", the old servant relaxed a lot, and even his voice became lighter: "At the beginning, I came once a few days. The sixth young master was afraid that you would be seen by others, so you were not allowed to come, but you Don’t listen to him. From now on, you will go out with the Sixth Young Master almost every night. After so many years, I am not afraid to tell you that the Sixth Young Master is looking forward to your coming! At night, he can’t sit still I just walked back and forth in the room, and the soles of my shoes were worn out."

In fact, the old servant said all these things, just to bring up some old things, so that the other party can look up to him.However, he never expected that although the young man in front of him had the face of an old man, the heart in his chest, and the soul in his head, he had nothing to do with his old man.Ling Yi sat groggy, the sun was rising higher and higher, and the room was getting hotter and hotter.The hot/spicy sun dazzled on his eyelashes, making him glaringly bright, as if his body was covered with ice, and he was repeatedly roasted on the fire, his limbs were cold, and he was sweating more and more.

Jingyuan, the Jingyuan who always tolerated and obeyed him, the Jingyuan who had known him for eight full years, and the Jingyuan who said to him "I will never betray you", I am afraid that the first time they met, they would be ashamed. Already ready to betray him.

He always thought that he had forgotten the first time he saw Jing Yuan, but it turned out that he hadn't forgotten at all, that scene flowed through his mind like a movie.On the night of eight years ago, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival. He had dinner with his whole family, happily picked up a bottle of wine, and drove to the mountain by himself, wanting to go to a place where no one would bother him to watch the moon.But Ling Yi had no impression of what the moon looked like that night.He had just climbed to the top of the mountain when he found a tall and lonely black shadow standing behind the railing that he liked to lean on.For some reason, Ling Yi felt that the other party was standing by the railing and looking around, as if he was looking for a suitable position to jump off.He didn't care if this person wanted to commit suicide, but he was dissatisfied that his territory was occupied by others, so he shouted unhappily: "Hey!"

The man turned his head back, quite surprised, the blue and white cold moonlight was sifted by the leaves, spreading mottled on his face.Ling Yi didn't see the other person's face clearly, but her gaze went straight into a pair of gentle and melancholy eyes.

In fact, Ling Yi no longer remembers what Jing Yuan looked like after she walked over.But looking back now, he always thought that this person was a surprise, and his eyes were full of surprises that were lost and found.Otherwise, why would the other party greet him so happily and invite him to watch the moon together.What is "fortunate to meet is also a kind of fate", this person is lucky not to meet himself, but to meet himself with such a face!

The old servant told a few more stories from long ago, but no one listened to him anymore.Only then did the old servant realize how empty and spacious the living room was, only his voice was echoing, he closed his mouth embarrassingly, shrank his body again, folded his hands into his cuffs, stared at his toes, and remained motionless standing.

About a few minutes passed, and it seemed like ten minutes, Ling Yi rang the bell.When the servant came to him, he said softly: "Go and call Sheng Jingyuan over."

The servant left, and Shang Ying sat aside, sensitively aware that something was wrong with the mood of the people around her.Just now, the question and answer between Lingyi and the old man was already weird enough, what did Lingyi ask the other party to call him, Bihe?Shang Ying's father has always been close to the Wen family, and he has more or less heard of the Wen family's secrets.Wen Bihe, wasn't it the fourth young master of the Wen family who was killed by Wen Mingyu himself.Ruan Lingyi is pretending to be a dead person!

He quickly felt some clues vaguely, and couldn't help shivering.He Lingshan was harming him - if he had known that the secret the other party was talking about referred to this matter, he would not have gotten involved.Shang Ying didn't want to cause more trouble, so she immediately said: "Mr. Ruan, if you ask you, as an outsider, I will leave first."

Ling Yi suddenly turned her head, her pale face stared at him firmly.The alarm bells in Shang Ying's heart were loud, and at this moment the other party looked at him with deep-seated hatred.Indeed, the other party should hate him. There is nothing more hateful than pulling a person from heaven to the real, sober world.Ling Yi pointed to the outside and said: "You are not allowed to go, wait for me outside, I have something to ask you later."

His tone was commanding and there was no room for negotiation.Shang Ying scolded He Lingshan countless times in her heart, and said tentatively: "I'm really sorry, there is an urgent matter waiting for me to deal with in the army. If you have anything to say, it's not too late to leave it on the phone." After speaking, she got up and went out go.

"Stop!" Ling Yi yelled sharply, seeing that Shang Ying ignored him, he turned around and grabbed the bodyguard standing behind the sofa, pulled out a gun from the man's waist, and pointed the gun directly at Shang Ying: "Take another step , don't blame me for being merciless."

Shang Ying had no choice but to stop, turned around, and said helplessly, "What do you want to ask?"

"Who told you to bring this man to me?" Ling Yi approached with a gun, and now he is more like a ghost than the dead Wen Bihe, extremely pale and vicious: "Don't use that nonsense just now. You lied to me, I don't believe that such a coincidence can happen in the world!"

Right now, he can't allow him to think too much. Facing the black muzzle of the gun, Shang Ying could only reply calmly: "That's the truth, Mr. Ruan. If I knew that he would make you unhappy, I would definitely not will bring him in."

He looked at the old servant on the other side from the corner of his eye. The old man was so frightened that he sat on the ground, his mouth was opened to a comical extent, and the pink gums with only a few scattered teeth were faintly visible.

Ling Yi took a breath, and pressed the muzzle of the gun against Shang Ying's forehead.Even though his mood had become very unstable, the hand holding the gun was still steady, without any trembling.A calm lunatic is more terrifying than a completely insane lunatic. Shang Ying's muscles all over his body tense up, ready to dodge immediately if the opponent makes a move.

It's a pity that this forced confession couldn't continue, the door of the guest room opened, and Jing Yuan froze at the door in shock.He looked at Shang Ying first, then cast his eyes on Ling Yi, and said in surprise, "What's going on here?"

Without waiting for Lingyi to answer, the old servant who was hiding in the corner took the lead and crawled towards Jing Yuan tremblingly, calling out: "Sixth Young Master... Sixth Young Master, it's me, it's me! Sixth Young Master, save me!" Save me!"

At first, Jing Yuan didn't recognize who the other party was, but Ling Yi put away the gun first, strode over, grabbed the old servant by the collar, and dragged him all the way to Jing Yuan.He held the gun against the opponent's chin, forced the old servant to raise his face, and then said with a sneer, "What did you call me just now, call it loudly several times for him to hear."

The old servant's eyes shone with trembling water, he opened his mouth a few times, and forced out a sentence: "Bi, Bi and young master..."

At the same moment when these four words sounded, Ling Yi clearly saw that the lips of the person in front of her trembled heavily, and soon cast her panicked eyes on him again.This is a subconscious reaction that has no time to hide. It is the most instinctive action of a liar when he is exposed in person.Ling Yi's heart was almost shattered by the guilty conscience on Jing Yuan's face - he would rather the other party smile lightly and tell a few lies, than the panicked look now times.

He couldn't hold back his anger any longer, he loaded the bullet with a click, and was about to pull the trigger.Jing Yuan exclaimed: "Don't!" He rushed forward to snatch his gun without hesitation.Ling Yi never expected that the other party would have such a reaction, her cheeks and ears were so hot that she was so angry that her head was dizzy, and she didn't know who she was yelling at: "I want to kill him! "

How could it be so disgraceful.Even Lingyi couldn't figure it out.Jing Yuan tightly held his arms in his arms, and he used all his strength to resist, but he couldn't break free, and was so angry that he even wanted to greet the opponent with his fists and feet.The old servant screamed wildly, crawled out from between their legs, and ran out stumbling.Ling Yi finally pulled out her hand, just as she pointed her gun at the man, Jing Yuan threw herself on him again, and said in a begging tone: "Ling Yi, don't do this!"

With a bang, the bullet pierced through the wall beside the old servant, causing him to let out a shrill cry and collapse on the ground.Ling Yi gritted her teeth, and pulled the trigger continuously as if venting, until the bullet was empty, then swung her arm and threw the gun indiscriminately.

"Who are you seeing in your eyes?" Ling Yi grabbed Jing Yuan with her numb arms, forcing him to get closer to her face: "Sheng Jingyuan, when you looked at me, who exactly did you see in your eyes? "

At the end of the question, the sentence was almost inaudible.Ling Yi stared at the other party, seeing her own shadow clearly reflected in Jing Yuan's dark pupils.His hair was disheveled, his eyes were wide open, and his face was as white as a brand new canvas.A vivid image of an unreasonable lunatic.Jing Yuan looked at him sadly, as if watching a dream shatter before his eyes, and he had no choice but to let it shatter.