soldiers in front

"what?"

Su Xingye pretended to be puzzled.

Xia Bingyang went around the table and walked in front of Su Xingye, expressionlessly said: "Let me ask you, where is Ji Zheng?"

Su Xingye looked at him and smiled, raised his index finger and circled between him and himself: "Are you asking me?"

Xia Bingyang sat leaning against the edge of the table and smiled lazily: "Shouldn't I ask you?"

Su Xingye said: "You asked the wrong person." He looked at him emphatically, and said with a smile, "Ji Zheng and I have already broken up."

Xia Bingyang's eyes froze slightly, and he couldn't tell whether it was secret joy or more disappointment. After a moment of silence, he asked, "When?"

Su Xingye looked out the window and sighed, and said, "The day before he went to study abroad." He looked down at Xia Bingyang, and said, "What? He didn't tell you?"

Xia Bingyang could hear the ridicule in Su Xingye's words, but he didn't care, now he only had Ji Zheng in his heart, and asked repeatedly as if unwilling to give up: "You don't know where Ji Zheng is?"

"Of course I don't know, I haven't seen him for several years."

"several years?"

"I haven't seen him since his sister died."

That was a long time indeed, six years now.

"Then can you contact Ji Zheng?"

"You mean his phone? No, his phone has been disconnected."

Su Xingye smiled and asked, "What about you? Can you get through?"

Xia Bingyang could understand his eyes. Su Xingye's eyes were a winner mocking a loser. He knew why he was hostile to Su Xingye, but he didn't know why Su Xingye was hostile to him.Because the person who had a past with Ji Zheng was Su Xingye, not him.But Su Xingye seemed to hate him very much, which made Xia Bingyang feel ridiculous. Even if one of the two of them needed to hate each other, it should be him who hated Su Xingye.

Xia Bingyang frowned slightly. Su Xingye's unfriendly tone made him feel irritable. He wanted to end the conversation with Su Xingye, so he said coldly, "I don't know, I haven't fought."

Su Xingye said, "It's a lie."

Xia Bingyang felt very unhappy: "I said I didn't lie, how would you know?"

Su Xingye picked up the peach on the table, threw it up, and caught it firmly. He stepped forward and took Xia Bingyang's hand, put the peach in Xia Bingyang's palm, and said with a smile, "I can tell."

After he left, Xia Bingyang held Tao Zi in his hands, and remained motionless as if he had been cast in a body spell, and remained in a stalemate for a while.Suddenly, he grabbed the soft flesh of the rotten peach with all his strength, and the juice dripped down between his fingers, dripping onto the floor.

He threw the juicy and muddy peaches into the trash can, and then he picked up the coat hanging on the coat rack and left the office.

On the way home, he dipped his hands in peach juice, and the sweet scent permeated the closed compartment, reminding him of the summer that was full of peach scent in his memory more than ten years ago.

His parents divorced when he was eight years old, and he was sentenced to his father by the court. His father was busy with his career and fostered him at the house of his grandparents.

Grandparents live in a small town near mountains and rivers. The summer in the town is full of natural charm, with white clouds all over the sky, red flowers and green trees all over the mountains, hot wind and noisy cicadas, and a tree that exudes the fragrance of bamboo and wood. The bamboo bridge and the green and swift river under the bridge are the best memories in his heart.Ji Zheng is also part of his memory.

Ji Zheng and him are neighbors. When he was ten years old, he came to the town to live with his grandparents and met Ji Zheng.Ji Zheng is eight years older than him, and he is much taller than him in both mind and body.He stood in front of Ji Zheng, looking up at him all the time.

He took a taxi and got off at the intersection leading to the town. Not far away was a winding green river like a cuff, and a bamboo bridge was built on the river. The first time he met Ji Zheng was on that bridge. On the bamboo bridge.

He looked at the clean and beautiful houses with white walls and black tiles in the distance in the dusty loess left by the taxi.The anxiety and confusion of coming to a strange place surrounded him instantly with the scorching sun.

At that time, he had no hope for his future life, and even despaired of his fate of being abandoned by his parents.

With a backpack on his back and his head down, he climbed up the steps of the bamboo bridge step by step. His heart, which had been cold for a long time, suddenly felt sore.He didn't look at the scenery on both sides, but just took steps forward numbly.

"Xia Bingyang!"

When he walked to the middle of the bamboo bridge, he heard someone calling his name.

He looked around, but saw no one.

"under!"

the man shouted again.

Xia Bingyang walked to the edge of the bamboo bridge, looked down while holding the guardrail of the bamboo bridge, and saw a person standing in the middle of the fast-flowing river, raising his head and waving at him.

"You are Xia Bingyang from Weining?"

The sound of the water was like a plastic sheet being blown by the wind. The man standing in the river had to raise his voice, smiling.

The sun was too glaring, the man was only wearing a pair of knee-length shorts, his upper body was naked|naked, his whole body was soaked, and his water-stained skin glistened in the sun.

Xia Bingyang raised his hand in front of the sun and nodded at him.

"Your grandpa asked me to pick you up. Wait for a while. I'll put the fish basket away and take you home."

Xia Bingyang saw that he moved a lot of stones into the river, and the stones were connected in a row to block the river, and then he spread the film and pasted it on the stones, forming an airtight barrier, leaving only two gaps in two places, Finally, put the fish basket facing the two gaps, so that the river water will only flow out of the gaps, and the fish in the water will naturally get into the fish basket spontaneously.

He put the fish reel on the shore, twisted his wet short sleeves on the bank, and ran to the bamboo bridge while putting on the short sleeves.

As he approached, Xia Bingyang looked up at his face, and saw him brushing his wet hair back, revealing a young and handsome face, with bright water stains on his black eyebrows and clear eyes.

"Why didn't you call me when you got off the bus? I almost didn't see you."

He raised his arm and wiped his dripping chin with his wet sleeve, and asked Xia Bingyang with a smile. Seeing that Xia Bingyang didn't speak, he just looked at him warily and indifferently.

He rubbed Xia Bingyang's hair, and said with a smile, "What are you thinking about?" After speaking, he took Xia Bingyang's backpack and threw it on his back, saying, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

Xia Bingyang followed him and walked down the bridge, and saw that the white short sleeves on his body were already soaked. The white cloth was almost transparent after being soaked with water, and it was close to his skin, revealing the light blue blood vessels and shoulder blades on his back. Two butterfly bones, the wet cloth tightened his waist.

He suddenly turned back and met Xia Bingyang's eyes, Xia Bingyang quickly lowered his head and looked away.

He looked at Xia Bingyang and smiled, "My name is Ji Zheng, from now on you will call me Brother Ji Zheng."

That year, Ji Zheng.

Xia Bingyang lived in his grandparents' house for five years. During these five years, Ji Zheng took care of him more than his parents combined.He is the person Xia Bingyang trusts and relies on the most, and this has not changed until many years later.

He never thought about what Ji Zheng meant to him. It was not until an accident five years later that he discovered that Ji Zheng was not just a friend to him. He is different from anyone else.

It was still summer, and the summer was hot, and the sound of cicadas outside the window came one after another like waves.

Xia Bingyang was lying on the mat reading a book, the front and rear doors were open, and the wind was blowing back and forth, but it was still very hot.He read a few pages of martial arts novels, and the sultry weather and the noisy cicadas made him restless, so he got up and found a pair of rackets he just bought, and went out to Ji Zheng's house to find him to play.

Ji Zheng's house is a neat and beautiful three-story building. There is a large yard in front of the door and behind the door. The front yard is full of flowers and plants, and the back yard is flattened and covered with stone bricks. You can play football, basketball or tennis. You can do anything. .

Neither he nor Ji Zheng like football or basketball, but both like badminton.The day before yesterday they made the score 45 to 56, and today he wanted to ask Ji Zheng to play back a few points.

The courtyard door was open, and Xia Bingyang walked inside with a racket. There was an older sister above Ji Zheng, who was six years older and already working.His father is a veteran of the army. After retiring from the army, he made a fortune in the shipping business, and there are only a handful of times he goes home every year.His mother taught Latin dancing to a group of old ladies at the entertainment center at this time of day.

So Ji Zheng is often alone at home, and every time he comes to Ji Zheng's house, he often stays in the room with Ji Zheng for a whole day.

The yard was planted with azaleas by Ji Zheng's mother. The big azaleas were in full bloom, like red silk, flying a layer of red mist under the sun.Xia Bingyang stopped by the flowerbed, grabbed a petal and put it on his nose, it was cool.

He blew up, knocked the petals off, and trotted into the house.

The first floor was quiet, except for a pot of water sitting in the kitchen, which was already boiling and bubbling.

Xia Bingyang put the racket on the dining table on the right hand side of the door, and was about to call out 'Brother Ji Zheng' when he heard the sound of something falling on the ground from the direction of Ji Zheng's room on the first floor.

Xia Bingyang wanted to play a prank, so he tiptoed and quietly walked towards Ji Zheng's room against the base of the wall.

The door of Ji Zheng's bedroom was ajar, leaving a palm-width gap. Xia Bingyang came to the door, held the doorknob and carefully pushed the door open a few centimeters, and was about to yell when his face suddenly froze. .

Ji Zheng's bedroom is at the back of the house, and the flat and wide backyard is outside the window.The door of the room is facing the window in the room, Xia Bingyang looked in through the door, and happened to see Ji Zheng leaning against the window, half of his body leaning towards him, embracing a handsome boy with a stud on his left ear , is kissing.

He knew that boy, and he would come to Ji Zheng occasionally, and every time he came, Ji Zheng would send him away with an excuse.He met this boy several times, but never said a word.

Xia Bingyang has seen a lot of intimate scenes in the few pornographic books and pornographic movies he has read, but none of them can compare to the sensual and lustful tongue kisses he saw from Ji Zheng's body.

He stood at the door in a daze, the blood all over his body boiled instantly, and he forgot to leave.

Ji Zheng's upper body is naked|naked, his whole body is wet with sweat, and his skin is covered with tiny beads of sweat. The sweat with a layer of shimmer seems to be transpiring with his body temperature, and the temperature in the bedroom is frighteningly high.

Xia Bingyang saw him grabbing the boy's hair, leaning his head against the wall, closing his eyes and frowning, panting in a low voice like he couldn't bear it.

Suddenly, he seemed to have noticed something, turned his head slightly, opened his wet and black eyes, and cast a lustful gaze from the corner of his wet eyes to the door...

Like pouring a ladle of water into a raging fire, the moment Xia Bingyang met his eyes, many tiny sparks seemed to explode in the air.

He didn't know what the reaction with Ji Zheng was called at the time, but when Ji Zheng found out suddenly, he was terrified.

Xia Bingyang was still in a daze when he saw Ji Zheng grab a peach from a fruit plate on the window sill and throw it at him.

With a 'bang', Taozi hit the floor, Xia Bingyang sat on the ground with his legs limp as if struck by thunder, then got up and ran towards the door, but stopped after running two steps.

He looked back at the peaches still rolling on the floor, was startled for a while, then suddenly turned back, picked up the peaches and ran out the door.

That night, he had a dream all night, and the dream was full of Ji Zheng's painful and unbearable gasps, the moist gaze flowing from the corner of Ji Zheng's eyes, and the peach that Ji Zheng threw at him.

When he woke up, his sheets were wet.He had ejaculation for the first time when he was 15 years old. He had seen many posters of beautiful women and pornographic audio-visual products, but he was indifferent. He did not expect that it was Ji Zheng who opened the gate of his desire.

That year he was 15 years old and Ji Zheng was 23 years old.Ji Zheng is going to study abroad.

A week later, Ji Zheng left.Since then cut off contact with him.

In fact, Ji Zheng visited him after that day, when he was sitting on the bed wrapped in a quilt, dripping with sweat from the stuffy heat.He locked the door and refused to open the door.

Ji Zheng knocked on the door, said he had something to say to him, and apologized to him.The words are intermittent, and the preface does not match the postscript.

He stared at the peach on the corner of the table in a daze, motionless as if in a maddened state, and when he heard Ji Zheng talking outside the door, he suddenly became annoyed and shouted: "Get out! Don't come to me again!"

Then Ji Zheng left, and never looked for him again. Before leaving, he wrote a note and stuck it in the crack of the door.

Two days later, Xia Bingyang got out of bed, opened the door and saw the note fluttering to the ground.He unfolded the note, and Ji Zheng wrote - I'm sorry, I didn't intend for you to see it.forget me, please.

He panicked and ran to Ji Zheng's house to find him. Ji Zheng's mother told him that Ji Zheng had changed his ticket and advanced the date of going abroad, and he was on the plane with the longest flight route in the world.

Later, he tried every means to leave the small town and return to the city. Before he left, he found out the name of the boy with the earrings. He was Su Xingye.

After Ji Zheng left, Xia Bingyang kept in touch with Ji Zheng's sister Ji Yun, and got some news about Ji Zheng from Ji Yun one after another, but Ji Yun was getting more and more busy, and always prevaricated his inquiries.Xia Bingyang was keenly aware that maybe Ji Zheng didn't allow her to reveal things about Ji Zheng herself.Thinking about it this way, Xia Bingyang 'give up' for a while, but he revived soon after.But he no longer contacted Ji Yun, and no longer let anyone know that he had never given up on inquiring about Ji Zheng.

And Ji Zheng has been as he said, and never contacted him again.

Later, Ji Yun died unexpectedly, and Ji Zheng returned to China to develop. At that time, he was attending the police academy in the capital, and he couldn't come back to send Ji Yun away, nor could he come back to see Ji Zheng.

A few months after Ji Yun's death, Ji Zheng disappeared from the judicial system for six years.The last trace of activity left in the system is that he registered a new mobile phone number with his own identity.

After Xia Bingyang joined the police, he found out this phone number for selfish reasons, but he couldn't get through until a few days ago, someone actually picked it up.And the person who answered the phone was Ji Zheng.

He hung up the phone nervously for a while, but then he couldn't get through, and now his guts are green with regret.Every time I think about it, I want to slap myself hard.

Driving home absent-mindedly all the way, he parked the car in the underground garage and took the elevator directly upstairs from the garage.

As soon as he graduated, he bought a house and moved out to live by himself. His father paid him a down payment, and he slowly repaid the mortgage by himself.His father is very rich now, and he is a well-known private entrepreneur in Weining City, but his father's fortune is not glorious.After the divorce, his father stepped into the rich family and took over the company from his father-in-law. Although he had survived until his father-in-law passed away, there was still a group of people from his "natal family" staring at him covetously.His father's position as chairman of the group is not secure.

So Xia Bingyang looked down on his father. Ever since he talked back to his stepmother at the dinner table and was slapped by his father, he refused to admit that his father was his father from the bottom of his heart.

Later, his father found out that he had treated his son too much, so he wanted to buy a house for Xia Bingyang, and let Xia Bingyang choose whatever he wanted.His father was not allowed to pay the full amount, and he had to repay the loan slowly by himself, because he wanted to only write his name on the house book.After buying the house, he promised in front of his stepmother and his own father that this was the last time he would spend the family money, and if he would spend another penny in the future, he would be his father's grandson.

The stepmother was very moved and took the initiative to add a set of furniture for him.

The stepmother is Miss Qianjin, a wealthy lady, elegant and highly educated, completely different from the stepmother in the vulgar drama.The stepmother treated him very politely, but only politely.The stepmother was always worried that his father would hand over his family business to him, so she gave him a half-brother and planned to take over the family business in the future.

Xia Bingyang is very knowledgeable, knowing that there is no place for him in the family, he moved out early to set up his own family, and only returned home after three festivals and two birthdays.

His house has four bedrooms and one living room, it is decorated very high-end, and the furniture is all the best. It is the first and last fortune that his father and stepmother gave him.

When Xia Bingyang returned home, he turned on the TV and picked a random channel, then lay down on the sofa to rest for a while.He doesn't want to watch TV at all, but the house is too big and too quiet, and if there is no movement, he is afraid of being haunted.

After lying on the sofa for 10 minutes, he got up to make dinner for himself. There was leftover takeaway from yesterday in the refrigerator, and he could just throw it in the microwave and heat it up.

The phone rang, he picked it up and put it between his shoulders, stuffed the lunch box into the microwave: "Say."

Ren Erdong gave a 'tsk': "What's wrong with you? You are lifeless, come out, dad will take you flying."

"Say it."

"I asked the clerk, and he said he hadn't touched the card. And he had an alibi at the time of the incident, and his colleagues can testify."

Xia Bingyang took two steps back and leaned against the platform, and said, "Then there is only one possibility, and that is that Ran Jie destroyed the handwriting."

Ren Erdong was cold: "It's true that she killed herself." After a pause, "Ming Kai is not suspected of committing the crime, nor is the clerk. It's because Ran Jie got the room number wrong, and all three roads are blocked. How is the case going?"

Xia Bingyang seldom fires, the big open kitchen is just a decoration, the glazed table is clean, nothing is there.Xia Bingyang lay down on the glazed table, raised his right foot to step on the table, looked at the chandelier in the kitchen above his head, and sighed: "Ran Jie's case is here first, and we will have a meeting tomorrow to find the direction. How about Gong Haiqiang's case?" gone?"

"The boss is next to me, let the boss tell you."

Xia Bingyang let out a lazy 'hmm', and freed one hand to unbutton his shirt, unbuttoning his groin all the way, his fingertips slid across the skin of his abdomen, causing a slight tingling pain.

Xia Bingyang frowned, raised his hand to look closely at the chandelier on the ceiling, and saw a few clusters of thin white fluff on the surface of his fingertips.

It's the fuzz on the peach skin...

"Hello? Did you hear that?"

Lou Yue called him several times in his ear, and Xia Bingyang came back to his senses: "I heard it, you continue to talk."

"I have already obtained the letter of responsibility for the traffic accident, and I have also conducted preliminary interviews with the surrounding residents. The surrounding area by the roadside where the incident occurred has been demolished and rebuilt many times, and there were only two or three households left. It is difficult to obtain evidence. The detailed case records I didn’t find any valuable clues, so you can take a look tomorrow.”

Xia Bingyang pinched the corners of his eyes and said, "Okay, that's it for today, you guys go back to rest early."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Bingyang dug out the address book, found the number marked as 'Ji Zheng', hung his thumb over the screen, hesitated for a moment, and then dialed it.

Every time he made this call, it was always the prompt tone of 'out of service area'.Presumably today is no exception.

Xia Bingyang held the phone in one hand and unbuckled the belt buckle in the other. He closed his eyes as if he was about to fall asleep, and didn't pay attention to the 'beep beep' call on the phone. When he noticed something unusual, the call was already connected.

"Hey?"

The man's voice was calm and gentle, instantly merging with his memory.

Xia Bingyang suddenly opened his eyes and was momentarily stunned.

"Can you hear me? Bingyang?"

Ji Zheng's voice was accompanied by the sound of electricity and rumbling water, and the signal seemed to disappear at any time.

Xia Bingyang sat up with his hands on the cold table, got up violently, his eyes went dark for a moment, and asked cautiously in a hoarse voice: "Brother Ji Zheng?"

On the other side of the phone, Ji Zheng was holding the thin yellow civet cat and standing by the bridge guardrail, holding the mobile phone between his shoulders, and wrapped the yellow civet cat shivering in the wind with a suit jacket in his free hand, and said with a low laugh: "Yes I."

"Where are you?!"

He finally had the opportunity to ask Ji Zheng this question himself, but he felt it was unreal.

Ji Zheng paused, looked around in the dark night, and asked, "Where are you?"

"I'm at home, where are you?!"

Ji Zheng was silent for a moment, then said, "I mean, what time is it in your place?"

Xia Bingyang's mind was very chaotic, "What are you talking about?"

"My mobile phone shows that the time of your call is July 18, 7."

Xia Bingyang just wanted to see him as soon as possible, and he couldn't delay for a minute, so he said anxiously, "Why not?!"

Ji Zheng's tone was unusually serious, which Xia Bingyang had never heard before: "I was on July 12, 7."

Xia Bingyang was stunned, he could understand every word Ji Zheng said, but he couldn't understand what he was saying.

"You, you're talking about..."

Ji Zheng said: "I want to tell you one thing."

Xia Bingyang was a little nervous for no reason: "Say it."

“四天前你给我打电话的时候，我刚办了这个号码5分钟。我在华丰商场前接到你的电话，当时的时间是12年7月12号晚上7点23分。当你挂断后，我看到你的来电时间是18年7月12号晚上7点21分。我想不通这是为什么，后来我看到身后的商场不见了，变成一间旅馆，而且街道边的广告屏正在播放18年7月12号的新闻。”

Ji Zheng's tone became lower and lower, and became more and more serious: "Bing Yang, although this sounds absurd, our time... seems to be staggered."

Xia Bingyang was stunned for a while, then suddenly asked: "What hotel?"

"what?"

"Didn't you say that the mall is gone, did you see a hotel? What kind of hotel?"

"Lido Hotel, there seems to be a murder case inside, and I saw a woman rushing out. I don't know what happened later, I only saw it for a few seconds."

Xia Bingyang jumped down and walked to the living room, opened his notebook and searched for the urban construction map of Weining City, and soon found the predecessor of the Lido Hotel, which was indeed a national chain of 'Huafeng Shopping Mall'.Huafeng Shopping Center moved to the city center in 15, and the old site was converted into Lido Hotel.

How is this going?Ji Zheng said he was in 12 years, why did he say that?Is Ji Zheng lying to him?

Xia Bingyang wanted to ask; why did you lie to me with such a lie?But he calmed down a bit and thought, Ji Zheng had never lied to him, and there was no reason to say such words to lie to him.Since Ji Zheng will not lie to him, is Ji Zheng telling the truth?

Are the two of them really in different time and space?

Xia Bingyang felt that this was impossible, no, it was unbelievable.

Ji Zheng seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and whispered: "Bing Yang, I didn't lie to you."

Just saying this to him, Xia Bingyang's 28-year-old materialism began to waver, and he almost wanted to believe him immediately.

"Are you in 2012?"

Xia Bingyang asked.

"Yes, I just came back from abroad—"

Ji Zheng's voice was intermittent, and the signal was gradually disappearing.

Xia Bingyang held the mouse tightly, interrupted him eagerly, and said: "If you are really in 2012, then you can go to Haiqiang Dry Goods Store in Zhoufu County tomorrow morning to find a woman named Luan Yunfeng!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the call was cut off.He tried calling back, and this time he was answered 'out of service area'.

Xia Bingyang threw down his cell phone, pulled open the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and stood in front of the window looking at the thousands of miles of lights in Weining City.

It turned out that Ji Zheng was in a corner of the city, only six years away from him.