nostalgic

Tang Wen really appeared at the violin recital on Tuesday evening, and Ms. Lu, a family member of bed 56, gracefully held Tang Wen's arm.

"Yunyun, you're here too." Tang Wen looked embarrassed when his daughter suddenly appeared.

"Well, who is this?" Seeing Tang Wen's seriously nervous appearance, Tang Yun couldn't help but lower her head and laugh.

"This is Aunt Lu Fan." Tang Wen rubbed his palms uncomfortably, pushed the frame of the mirror, and introduced it solemnly.

"This lady looks very young. I'd better call you Sister Lu, is that okay?" Tang Yun couldn't help but look at the unremarkable Ms. Lu beside Tang Wen again.

"Okay, Yunyun." Ms. Lu smiled when she heard the sound, revealing a mouthful of white and neat teeth.

There was a burst of warm applause at the beginning of the performance. Tang Yun followed the audience and applauded mechanically. She accidentally caught a glimpse of He Rujing, a thin woman who appeared in Jane Lai's room that night. She was dressed in a crisp white dress, with her hands clasped lightly on her left knee, sitting upright. On the rightmost position in the first row of the auditorium, half of the collarbone is faintly exposed from the collar of the shirt, and the whole person exudes a strong bookish atmosphere.

Tang Yun didn't care to listen to the performance, and couldn't take her eyes off He Rujing.

"May I ask, what is your relationship with Jian Lai?" Tang Yun finally made it to the end of the show. After thinking about it, she walked retrogradely through the crowd and came to He Rujing, hesitantly asking questions.

"Jane Lai is my employer, or it's okay to be called a bed partner." He Rujing replied generously.

"Sorry." Tang Yun was surprised by He Rujing's frankness.

"It's okay, there's nothing to hide, I'm just such a shameful existence." He Rujing smiled nonchalantly.

"Is Jane Lai doing well?" Tang Yun asked He Rujing who was standing opposite.

"Jane Lai is fine, everything is good, but she is surprisingly afraid of the dark. It's strange to say that after so many years in the industry, it's the first time I meet a customer who doesn't have any physical contact other than holding your finger while sleeping. Hurry up. It's been like this every night for six years, without any sexual demands, it seems that I just want to find someone to accompany." He Rujing opened his heart and talked freely, and Tang Yun subconsciously clenched her right index finger when she heard those words.

"Six years?" Tang Yun looked at He Rujing with eyes full of doubts.

"Well, six years." He Rujing looked at the half-empty auditorium and gave a desolate chuckle.

"You exposed your employer's privacy so easily?" Tang Yun pursed her lips palely.

"I feel slighted, what should I do? Are you complicating things?" He Rujing's tone suddenly became cold.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, I was just worried that you might say this to others." Tang Yun apologized hastily after realizing the impoliteness.

"Although my profession cannot be put on the table, I still have professional ethics. I only say this because the object is you. My name is He Rujing, but do you know what Jane Lai called me in the past six years? She called me Yun Yun." He Rujing smiled and studied the expression on Tang Yun's face.

"Rhyme." Tang Yun repeated unconsciously.

"Don't you understand yet? I'm your substitute." He Rujing raised the corners of his lips, turned around and blended into the crowd leaving.

Not far away, Tang Wen and Lu Fan held hands and walked slowly under the huge billboard.

Fallen leaves covered the sidewalk, shoes made a squeaking sound when they stepped on them, the wind rushed in along the trousers, and the ankles were cool. The weather in Lucheng was a bit cold, and the rainy season was coming to an end. Tang Yun reached into her pocket for a cigarette case and opened it. The back is empty, with only a little bit of tobacco left at the corners.

"This one, this one, this one too." In the tobacco shop, Tang Yin pointed to the colorful cigarette boxes on the counter, and the young salesperson helped Tang Yin pick up the goods in an orderly manner.

"No wonder you smoke differently every time I see you. Miss Tang, the cigarettes you smoke are too mixed." Tang Yun turned her head when she heard a familiar voice, and Officer Pan in a gray-black windbreaker stood behind her with his hands in his pockets. .

"I don't like smoking. I just need to smoke. I don't care what the smell of the cigarette is, as long as the cigarette box looks good, or the name is nice." Tang Yun moved her fingers to continue to choose while explaining.

"Women are really willful alien species." Pan Jinyan leaned on the glass counter with both hands and sighed looking at the various cigarette cases.

"Officer Pan, what kind of cigarette do you think women should smoke?" Tang Yun asked Pan Jinyan as she straightened up after choosing the cigarette.

"Marlboro, Aixi, Moore, live a hundred years." Pan Jinyan pointed out the names of a few cigarettes.

"I don't seem to have chosen any of these." Tang Yun lowered her head and looked through the shopping bag, collecting the change she got back.

"Miss Tang, can you wait for me? I have a few questions to ask you, and it won't take too long." Pan Jinyan asked politely.

"Okay, I'll wait for you there." Tang Yun pointed to the benches on the side of the road for pedestrians to rest.

Not long after Tang Yun walked out of the tobacco shop, Pan Jinyan quickly followed with two Zhongnanhai shoulders that she just bought.

"Could it be that I will run away?" Tang Yun laughed seeing Pan Jinyan's haste.

"Miss Tang, although I know that asking this question will remind you of an unpleasant experience, as a policeman, I still want to ask, after these few nights, have you recalled any details that were missed?" Pan Jinyan returned to the rigor of the police, speaking Carefully observe Tang Yun's eyebrows and eyes.

"Officer Pan, I reconfirm that there is nothing to add." Tang Yun changed her tone into a solemn tone, and dealt with this difficult policeman cautiously.

"Understood, Ms. Tang, then can I ask you a few more questions, for the sake of being a smoker." Pan Jinyan reached out and knocked on the plastic shopping bag with cigarettes beside him.

"Tell me." Tang Yun smiled and did not refuse.

"Miss Tang, do you still remember how Jane Lai and Jiangnan appeared in front of you on the bed when you entered the room on the day of the crime?" Pan Jinyan stared into Tang Yun's eyes like a spy.

"Remember, hug each other naked." Tang Yun answered after thinking for a while.

"Can you be more specific, such as what kind of embracing posture?" Pan Jinyan guided step by step.

"That posture is like trees and vines." Tang Yun looked at the bustling crowd on the street and recalled carefully.

"Who is the tree? Who is the vine?" Pan Jinyan's eyes sparkled.

"If you keep asking, I can't remember the details." Tang Yun closed her eyes and rubbed her temples.

The light in Pan Jinyan's eyes dimmed instantly.

"But don't worry, I will think about this carefully, and if I think of it, I will contact you in time." Tang Yun issued a tactful order to evict the guest.

"Okay, thank you, contact me anytime." Pan Jinyan understood and got up to say goodbye.

Tang Yun sat there and watched Pan Jinyan leave thoughtfully with his briefcase in his hands. The man was in his early thirties, with a thin figure, a slightly sloping left foot, a pointed chin, and narrow and sly eyes that seemed to be able to easily Pierce people's hearts.