River Breeze Night Sparrow

Two weeks after Liu Dongyue's funeral, Liu Xichao called Jiang Yi.

"Jiang Yi, I packed up Dongyue's belongings. There is something that I have always been very concerned about."

Although Liu Dongyue committed the crime himself, Jiang Yi caught him.The relationship between Jiangliu's two families became more or less awkward.But that's also something the older generation secretly thinks about, and it has nothing to do with the younger generation who are still quite clear-headed.Liu Xichao also blamed Jiang Yi at the beginning. After Liu Dongyue jumped off the car and jumped to his death, he almost got into a fight with Jiang Yi, but after he figured it out, the anger and sorrow subsided.

Now, Liu Xichao is more concerned about the mystery of his sister's death.

Perhaps it was because of his lack of concern for his sister and lack of participation in her life, Liu Xichao's heart is always haunted by self-blame, so that now he always likes to look at his sister's relics, trying to catch some of Liu Xichao's life. The breath of Dongyue's past life.After going abroad, Liu Dongyue gradually shifted her focus from Chinese painting to oil painting.Now that Liu Xichao sorts out all her paintings, she finds that one theme seems to appear a lot.

"It's a...uh, a man-like image."

"The same man?"

Liu Xichao: "Actually, I'm not sure. I'm a rough person with no artistic talent. I can't understand all of her paintings. Sometimes I can't tell whether the paintings are personal."

Jiang Yi was speechless, but what Liu Xichao said was right.

"However, as far as I can barely confirm that it is a personal painting, beside the left eye of the person in it, there is either a small butterfly, a small flower, or a shell or something like that. I think it may mean that this person has something on his face. A mole?"

"On the side of the left eye? Is there a mole?" Jiang Yi immediately thought of Lin Qiu, but Lin Qiu's black mole grew at the end of his right eye and in the center of his eyebrow.

Liu Xichao continued: "Dongyue has been abroad for so many years. In fact, our family members don't even know what she did and who her friends are. Only a few years ago... when she went to the drug rehabilitation center, my parents sent someone to deal with it." I took a moment, but the domestic news was also suppressed. Counting the time, these paintings were started not long ago when she became addicted to drugs. I was wondering, if I can find this person, can I know something about Dongyue? ..."

But his tone was a bit depressed: "But Shanshan said, maybe I think too much. Painting is such an art or not, maybe the people in this painting don't exist at all... But I thought, what if Does it exist? Maybe Dongyue’s drugs were given by that man, so I want to call you to discuss it..."

Jiang Yi didn't hit Liu Xichao, thought for a moment, and said, "Well, I have written down the clues you provided. If I get any news in the future, I will tell you as soon as possible. Don't worry."

Jiang Yi hung up the phone, and Lin Lin also opened the door and came in. "Captain Jiang, I'm going to the detention center today. Although there seems to be something that has nothing to do with the case, I think it's quite strange."

"what?"

"Liu Dongyue had always been quite quiet before, and her confession attitude was very good. The day before she was transferred from the detention center, it was said that her brother sent someone to send her a letter. After checking the content there, she found it was nothing, so she gave it to her. Liu Dongyue died, but she started to be in a daze when she saw it, crying and laughing. Someone over there knew her situation and thought she might be a drug addict. As a result, she just passed by like this for a while, and she was fine. But it's obvious that I'm not in the right state. I don't know if it has anything to do with this letter because I suddenly jumped off a car on Liu Dongyue Road. It took me a while to find out about it. The detention center didn’t say anything, probably because they were afraid of being scolded.”

"Liu Xichao sent her a letter? What letter?"

Lin Lin handed the things to Jiang Yi. "It's very strange. You can see it when you look at it."

It is not so much a letter as a note, with only one English word in capital letters on it, and the pen is strong and elegant.Five letters, the first two letters are crossed out by two lines.

"FLOAT."

These five letters seem to be floating on this white paper with clear creases like clouds, but the two crossed out letters seem to be pushed into the black water surface by a pair of hands, tied with a heavy stone, and sink into the abyss .

"...What do you mean by that?"

Lin Lin shook her head and said, "I don't know what it means either. So I feel even more baffled, so I'll show you."

Jiang Yi also felt that something was wrong, so he called Liu Xichao, keeping an eye out, and asked him, when Liu Dongyue was still in the detention center, he had contacted Liu Dongyue several times, and whether he had communicated with Liu Dongyue in written form.Liu Xichao was at a loss: "Why do you ask this? In written form, is it writing a letter? I don't have one. Why should I write a letter? The pen is full of typos."

When Jiang Yi thought about it, yes, it was hard for Liu Xichao to say whether he knew the English word or not.He said calmly: "Oh, just go through the process to make a record and confirm it. It's all right, go ahead and contact you if you have anything to do."

Lin Lin also felt puzzled, and said, "That kid is indeed Liu Dongyue's elder brother..."

Jiang Yi looked at the word and frowned: "... I also feel something is wrong. Check the source of this letter."

Lin Lin nodded. "Indeed, Liu Dongyue's state is really not right. But speaking of this, do you still remember the report from Lushan County? They took it very seriously. Later, when they checked the monitoring, they also found that Fang Yi After Lai made a phone call, his expression changed suddenly. A person who wanted to escape, said he jumped off the building, so he jumped off the building."

Jiang Yi said "hmm" all over, feeling a little emotional.

Lin Lin: "People's thoughts really change rapidly. So, life and death, love and hatred are all in a flash."

Ye Yuan raised his head: "Brother, what are you talking about, why did you start singing."

A question mark appeared on Lin Lin's head. Ye Yuan clasped his hands together, coughed, and pretended, "Wow, the world's famous song, "The Drunken Concubine", love and hate are in an instant~" She hadn't changed her voice yet. , was hit on the head by Jiang Yi with a bag of small French fries, which counted as a hush money.

"Ye Guifei, stop singing, I beg you."

Ye Yuan unwrapped the package and smiled happily: "Cha. Thank you, father, for the reward."

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On the 28th, Lin Qiu was waiting for Su Xiaoya downstairs in the community.The agreed nine o'clock arrived, but she didn't go downstairs.Lin Qiu called the landline, but no one answered, so she called Su Xiaoya's cell phone, and after waiting for a long time, she got connected.

"Hey, it's uncle. What's the matter?" The girl over there seemed to have just woken up.

"It's the 28th today, I'll wait for you downstairs." Lin Qiu was a little displeased.

"Oh. I'm not going. I'm not at home now."

"..." Lin Qiu had a headache, he pressed his temples and took a deep breath, and said, "Su Xiaoya, one, Su Ting is your mother, today is her death day, I hope you don't fool around today; Second, if you can't do something, don't promise to others."

Su Xiaoya yawned disapprovingly, and said, "Lin Qiu, I don't want such a mother. Besides, she didn't think about me when she wanted to die anyway."

Lin Qiu hung up the phone directly.

When Su Ting died, he was unconscious, and the will was found in the bedside table.

She only had two requirements. One, she was cremated after her death and buried in Lushan County; two, Su Xiaoya hadn't been pregnant before, so her inheritance could be handed over to Su Xiaoya, otherwise it would all be donated to the Normal University.

Su Ting was only 31 years old when he died.Su Ting was the only child in the family. Later, Su's mother also gave birth to a son, but he died young. She also conceived a boy, who had a miscarriage at seven months, and almost died.Su's father scolded Su Ting for being a bastard who could not control his younger brother. On the way to take Su Ting to the police station to change his name, he fell down the hillside and died.

When Su Ting whispered about this to Lin Qiu, there was still lingering fear on his face: "Fortunately, the old man died, otherwise I would call Su Zhaodi! It's so ugly!"

Good-looking, good-sounding, good-smelling...beauty is what Su Ting cares most about and always pursues in his life.The most she said to Lin Qiu in her life was: "Lin Qiu, look, do I look so good-looking?" Whether it was Su Ting before the age of 13 or Su Ting after the age of 27, it was the same.

When I was a child, Su Ting often said: "I must remain beautiful forever in this life. Lin Qiu, since you don't want to marry me, then I must find a husband who is very rich, as long as he has money, and then Keep my youth and beauty."

"People are always getting old. Why do you want to be beautiful forever?"

Su Ting rolled his eyes: "A man who is always beautiful will like me, and then he will give me money to spend, and then I can continue to be beautiful, rich, and happy. Do you understand?"

Lin Qiu asked, "Then it's okay if you don't like that man?"

Su Ting said with a smile: "There is no difference in the nature of men, they are all stinky things.... Only you are not, but you don't like me. Since they are all stinky things, just give me money. Of course, it has to be a lot A lot of money, because I am really beautiful!"

The photo on Soutine's tombstone is one of the few photos of her.

Soutine is beautiful, but she doesn't like taking pictures. "I can't take pictures of my beauty. Moreover, it is said that if you take a photo, a part of your soul will be attached to the photo!" Su Ting didn't like to read books when he was a child, but he read a lot of ghost stories.

At the age of 17, Su Ting felt that her soul was the purest, so in that year, she left two photos.One is when she just gave birth to Su Xiaoya, and the other is a photo of her taken at the gate of the Normal University where Lin Qiu was escorted.

The beautiful girl in a red polka-dot dress tilted her head, with a bright smile, her beauty surpassed that of camellias.Time is dusty, but it is still moving, and in that time and space, the heart of the innocent boy who caught a glimpse has become a silhouette that haunts dreams.

Lin Qiu put down a bunch of baby's breath in front of Su Ting, and said, "As usual, this is for wishing Xing'ao. I don't send flowers."

He squatted down, lit a cigarette, and placed it in front of the tombstone.

"Su Ting, I found out later that the mere existence of the person you hate can continuously deepen the original wound, or keep the wound from breaking open and cannot heal. And if their existence disappears, the wound will not heal either. But fortunately, when the cause of the injury is forgotten, the wound doesn't seem to hurt so much. Su Ting, so many days have passed, sometimes I also forget why I hate you."

When Su Ting was plagued by illness, he thought he was going to die later that day, so he grabbed Lin Qiu's hand and asked him, "Lin Qiu, do you hate me?"

Lin Qiu didn't lie, but nodded lightly.Su Ting smiled: "That's okay. At least you still have feelings for me. But I ask you one thing, after I die, can you forget all your hatred for me. I don't want to be buried with you. If you have to If you want, just bury your hatred for me." The smile on her face was relieved and full of prayer.

Lin Qiu met Su Ting at the age of five, and until he was 29, Su Ting kept creating reasons for Lin Qiu to hate her.This kind of hatred has almost been tied to breathing, as long as Lin Qiu is alive, it seems difficult to separate.

Finally, Lin Qiu raised his head from his memory, looked at the tombstone and said softly, "Su Ting, I don't know if I hate you this year or not. Maybe the day I don't hate you will come."