two quarters

"So you're saying that your child ran away from home and hasn't come back yet?"

After drinking and eating, Cen Qi took Yuan Zhuohui, who came to his house as a guest, to chat on the sofa in the living room.The TV that was turned on was showing an advertisement for children's cold medicine, but no one noticed the exaggerated and vivid performance of the performer in the advertisement.Their topics ranged from current affairs and politics to scientific discoveries, and for some reason, they turned to Yuan Zhuohui again.

As a married straight man, Cen Qi has always been very curious about the life of his young couple who grew up wearing crotch pants.He also met that young man named Yan Jia a few times, and he only thought that he was handsome and well-behaved, but his impression was not good or bad.This time he saw that Yuan Zhuohui didn't bring the child with him when he came, so he asked casually, but he didn't expect to find out some gossip about him.

"He was going to take pictures, but I'm a little worried after a long time." Yuan Zhuohui subconsciously explained.As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that there was something wrong with the movement around him, he turned his head to look, and saw Cen Qi's exaggerated smile, which was obviously teasing, and then realized that it was just a joke, and felt a little helpless, "Enough, I laughed too much. "

Cen Qi clenched his fists to his lips and coughed, suppressed a smile and said, "I've never seen you worry about anyone so much before, have you settled down?"

"After all, it's been three years."

"That's right, I just met Yating at that time..." Cen Qi just put on a posture of reminiscing about the past, when his expression changed suddenly, he stood up and walked to the bedroom, "...Oh no, wait for me. I have to go in have a look."

Cen Qi's wife, Sun Yating, is just pregnant.The excited father-to-be who had just been promoted hadn't passed yet, this time he invited Yuan Zhuohui to his house for dinner, in name as a gimmick to get together with old friends, but in fact he came to show off.It's just that his wife's pregnancy reaction was a bit serious. When chatting before, Cen Qi turned his head and looked in the direction of the bedroom three or four times. Now that he heard some movement in the room, he went to have a look when he was anxious.

"You go to the place where he works and look for it. If it doesn't work, call the police." Cen Qi flashed into the bedroom after leaving this suggestion.

Yuan Zhuohui sat on the sofa for a while, he was lonely and didn't want to disturb the young couple's house, so he talked to Cen Shen in the living room, and then left.

……

Yuan Zhuohui was sitting in the dark car, the light from the mobile phone screen cast a ghastly light on his face.Flicking through the memo with his fingers, he vaguely remembered that Yan Jia seemed to have told him about the pseudonym she used to submit manuscripts before.

Have it.

"Xiao Liu, help me look up the contact information of a photographer named 'Wu Ye'."

·

"Sorry, the editor in charge of 'No Ye' is no longer working in our company, and I have never met him in person."

……

"The submissions were all sent to me by email. As for the personal photography exhibition you mentioned...'Wu Ye' was entrusted to someone else to represent him, and he himself did not attend."

……

"I have his contact information here, you can contact him."

……

The phone call, full of formulaic politeness and politeness, ended quickly.Yuan Zhuohui looked at the string of numbers written down at hand, hesitated for a moment, and called the number given by the editor.

The dial tone continued for a long time, and just when he felt that no one answered, the phone vibrated and the call was connected.

"Hello."

It was a man who answered the phone, his clear voice came through the current, a little distorted.

After Yuan Zhuohui heard this voice, he felt a little regretful.Not Yan Jia.

"Hello." Yuan Zhuohui considered his words a little bit, "I learned from the magazine that you are the agent of 'No Ye'. There are some things I want to talk to him about, do you know his contact information? "

The person who spoke had a steady voice, without any obvious repulsion or impatience, but without any warmth, "You can talk to me directly."

Yuan Zhuohui was silent.He didn't know the relationship between Yan Jia and this person, and he didn't want this very likely "false alarm" to affect Yan Jia's work.

Seeing that Yuan Zhuohui didn't respond, the man continued, "If you can't tell me, just wait for 'Wu Ye' to come back in three days."

"Do you know where Yan Jia is?" Yuan Zhuohui asked anxiously after hearing his familiar tone.

"Come to City B to talk tomorrow."

Then, the other party reported an address.

The man asked again, "Anything else?"

"...No, thank you."

Yuan Zhuohui hung up the phone, propping his forehead with one hand and stroking the wrinkles between his brows.He made two phone calls in a row, but the result of almost nothing made him a little impatient, and he even began to wonder if the two of them had colluded with each other to play Tai Chi with him like this.

He called Yan Jia again.As always, the busy signal lasted for 1 minute, until the call was automatically hung up because no one answered.

Yuan Zhuohui irritatedly threw the phone on the table and cursed secretly.

He recalled his recent work arrangements. Tomorrow happened to be the weekend, so he rested.

Then go and see what happened.

·

Yuan Zhuohui remembered that Yan Jia mentioned before that he lived in City B, but after the two confirmed their relationship, Yan Jia moved to this city to live with him.Besides, city B is only an hour's drive away from this city. It is a second-tier city with a not particularly developed economy and no famous scenic spots.

Yuan Zhuohui recalled that the last time he came to City B was on a business trip three years ago, and then he met Yan Jia.

After thinking about it, Yuan Zhuohui remembered that the neighborhood the person mentioned on the phone seemed to be near the hotel where he lived in City B last time.

— too much of a coincidence.

The location of this community is good, the nearby public facilities are basically complete, lush green trees are planted on both sides of the road, and the buildings are brand new.Yuan Zhuohui looked at the surrounding environment and secretly estimated a house price.

He turned the steering wheel and drove into the underground parking lot of the community.

……

It is not difficult to find the house number of the apartment. After getting out of the elevator, turn around and walk all the way to the end.Unlike other residents on this floor, there are no common couplets and blessings on the door frame, and the solid wood door panels block the sight of those who want to spy on the interior, leaving only the clean stainless steel frame glowing coldly under the light.

Not popular at all.

Yuan Zhuohui looked at the door plate for three seconds, and after confirming that it was correct, he pressed the doorbell.

He coughed lightly, took half a step back and stood up straighter, inexplicably feeling a kind of nervousness that he never felt during the road show.He fixed his eyes on the closed door, and quickly sorted out his words in his mind.

After waiting for about 2 minutes, Yuan Zhuohui rang the doorbell again.

Still no one.

Just as he pressed it for the third time and was thinking about whether to call the previous person, the door that had been locked tightly opened.

It was a man who opened the door, wearing a pair of solid-color cotton slippers, dressed in loose home attire, with too long bangs pinned aside, revealing a pair of bright black eyes.

Yuan Zhuohui subconsciously took a step back to avoid the approaching door panel, suppressed all the impatience in waiting, and spoke in a tone as calm and polite as possible.

"excuse me……"

The voice stopped abruptly.

As if suddenly recognizing the other party's identity, Yuan Zhuohui looked at the man standing in front of him, his eyes fixed on that familiar face.

"...Yan Jia?!"

There was a sense of astonishment in his words that he didn't even realize.