14 years time difference

"Miss Lin, this is my business card, smile and smile." The man picked out a business card from the coat pocket in his hand, "Just got off the plane? You wear so little, isn't it cold? It's still a March day here. It's cold."

Lin Zhique subconsciously took the business card.

The chill instantly spread from her skin like frost condensing continuously. The cold, I don't know whether it was from the outside to the inside or from the inside to the outside, so cold that she shivered.

"Do you see that you are shaking? You don't mind, wear my coat? I just ran all the way, and I'm still a little hot."

For two seconds, she was too dazed to answer. She just stared blankly at the man's half-rimmed glasses. The world in front of her eyes seemed to be blurred, and gradually became clear from a certain point on the not so shiny metal glasses frame. When she woke up, the man had a greasy forehead and a face with pimples. Then, the smell of smoke and grease from the coat he handed over entered her nostrils. She lowered her gaze, and the world seemed to be turned upside down. A word fell into her eyes: Tianfu Real Estate, sales manager, Zhang...

What does it mean?

"Don't you wear it? I just washed this coat two days ago! You girls love beauty, so you don't like this simple style." The man withdrew his hand holding the coat and found a step for himself, "You Open the door. Forgot the key?"

key……

"It's okay. Fortunately, Mr. Du asked his secretary to deliver it to me earlier. I'll take it with me. Come on, can you borrow...Miss Lin?"

She took half a step back, but still didn't come back to her senses.

It took a few seconds for the man to unlock the door with the key, "This lock is old and rusty."

The door creaked open.

There was a heavy, dry air blowing over the house.

It is carrying too much dust.

"Hey, old houses are big and gray." The man brushed away the dust in front of him with his hands.

Lin Zhique couldn't move an inch, so he just stood at the door in a daze, looking into the room from behind the man.

Nothing has changed, nothing has changed since the last time she pushed the door open.It's still the same shoe cabinet, that sofa set, side cabinets are placed in the same position, and green plants are placed in the same position.

Green plants withered.All the furniture was silent, as if choked by dust.

The shoe cabinet was perfectly fitted, and there was only a pair of men's old leather shoes on the floor.

Nothing has changed, but it's different.

"The decoration is still good. I used to work hard. The wooden furniture is really well done. It's really too old. It must be a house built in the 90s? At that time, this was the best commercial housing. Fortunately, the location is good. , the price, I will definitely help you find satisfaction... This plant is really a pity..." The man kept talking, walking back and forth between the living room and the kitchen and dining room. "However, there are some difficulties." He turned his head, thought he was not showing any signs of expression, and quietly sized up Lin Zhique, "Miss Lin, let me tell you something, what is your relationship with Mr. Du?"

Lin Zhique had no intention of responding to him, and just glanced at him coldly.

"Is it convenient to say? I understand! I understand! Work relationship! Anyway, you also know that this house used to be considered a celebrity. You should know, right? Mr. Du's younger sister is a starlet. I have inquired about it. The neighbors who have lived in the neighborhood for a long time know it. They lived in this house and died at such a young age. When the buyer inquired about it, they must think that the house is feng shui..."

When the man said this, Lin Zhique suddenly woke up, and blurted out angrily: "Who are you saying is dead?"

"Ah?" The man was startled, "I'm sorry, Miss Lin, I don't think your surname is Du, so I thought you were not their family member, so I brought up something sad. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Who do you think is dead?" Lin Zhique pushed one step closer into the room.

"...That's Mr. Du's sister, I remember correctly, right? She's a draft star named Du Siren..."

Lin Zhique roared angrily, "You're the fucking dead!"

How can it be?Lin Zhique trembled all over.She just held hands with her yesterday to watch the river.

"No, are you all right, miss? Are you here to sell the house? So, I called Mr. Du, did I make a mistake? I don't know why!" The man fumbled for his phone from his coat pocket.

She pressed him and interrupted his movements: "What day is it today? What month is it? What year?"

"Tsk, what a sick person? You go out, don't come into my client's house. Where did you escape? I'll call the police to pick you up later." He immediately changed his friendly demeanor and stared round He stared at Lin Zhique viciously, as if he could pin her outside the house with his eyes. He started to make a call. The first time he dialed, he was hung up by the other party. He didn't give up, so he dialed a second time and was finally answered. He said, "Hello? Hello! Hello Mr. Du. Well, it's me, I'm Xiao Zhang from Tianfu Real Estate. Ah, I have the secretary's phone number. I want to report to you directly. We said we would An agent is here..."

Lin Zhique strode forward, snatched his mobile phone, put it to his ear, and said, "Hello? Dad. It's me."

The man's ferocious expression became funny again, Lin Zhique glanced at him and found that his lips were trembling uncontrollably.

Du Shen said on the other end of the phone, "Oh, you're here, how's the situation?"

"Well, we're here, we're working on it. There's nothing else, let's do this first."

The man was obsequious at the side: "Miss Lin... you are Lingtang's surname, right? Sorry, how about we..." Lin Zhique hung up the man's mobile phone, it was a Xiaomi smartphone, and the screen displayed Date of publication: March 2019, 3.

"Shall we go upstairs and take a look? I'll take some videos and photos..."

"No need. You go."

"what?"

"You go, get lost. This house is not for sale." Lin Zhique didn't want to look at him again, raised his hand, and handed the phone to him.

The man was obviously very confused: "No, Ms. Lin, I was wrong just now. I also saw that you kept silent and suddenly got angry. It's weird. I misunderstood. I apologize to you. You can't just say that you don't sell it Not for sale, I have negotiated with Mr. Du, and I have brought the contract. There are many customers queuing up to see this apartment in the downtown school district. Calm down, let's talk again..."

Lin Zhique turned around and Gu Zi looked around the house.The coffee table was empty, the TV was covered with a faded red velvet cloth, and a row of photos were neatly placed on the TV cabinet.

From left to right, from small to large.

The girl is babbling, the girl is naive and innocent, the girl is just growing up, and the girl is looked up to by everyone.

The girl kept laughing.

Lin Zhique looked helplessly at Du Siren in the photo.

"Hey, Ms. Lin, otherwise, are you tired? Long distances are tiring, right? It's getting dark now, so let me treat you to a meal, the most famous old hot pot here. You take a rest , let’s get back to business.”

Lin Zhique turned his head and looked at the other party absent-mindedly.

The man was a little scared by her: "Uh, what's wrong with you? I'm really embarrassed to look at me like this..."

"Let's go." She repeated in a murmur.

"what……"

She tried her best to maintain a calm tone, and said clearly again: "You go first, and I will contact you. Don't worry, I just feel a little uncomfortable."

"Then, there is a pharmacy near here, shall I go with you?"

Lin Zhique ignored him and stared blankly at the person in the photo on the TV cabinet again.

"Okay, then I'll go first, you can call me anytime, no matter what time, anytime!" The man said while retreating towards the door.

Lin Zhique suddenly turned his head again: "Wait!"

The man stopped in his tracks, expectant in his eyes.

"Do you have a power bank with you?"

"Oh, yes..." He took it out of his pocket and handed it to her.

"I'll give it back to you. Goodbye." She issued the final order to evict the guest.

The man finally left unwillingly.

Lin Zhique took out the iPhone and the charging cable from the bag, which had long been dead and turned off.If this is a dream, her only waking behavior in the dream is to always carry these two things with her.

Is this a dream?

Perhaps it has been too long without charging. After the power is turned on, the screen of the mobile phone responds for a long time before it lights up the charging prompt.

She took a few steps forward, walked to the TV cabinet, and squatted down slowly.

Du Siren was in the photo frame, smiling at her, his eyes bent into crescent moons.

She asked Du Siren: "Hey, am I dreaming?"

Dreaming that I go back to 2005 and meet you in this house, sitting on the back of your motorcycle.I dreamed that you smiled at me, pestered me every day, and said you liked me on a rainy day.I dreamed that I was drunk and you hugged me, sang love songs to me in a theater with only the two of us, and invited me to see the ginkgo trees in autumn.

Now that the weather is so cold, it is clear that even spring has not passed, and the whole summer is just a dream.

If it was just a dream, Lin Zhique thought, then he should be able to recover soon, right?No matter how disturbing the aftertaste of a dream is, it is just a dream.

She stretched out her finger to touch it, and her fingertips brushed against Dusiren's face, leaving a mark on the glass of the photo frame, and she touched a dust of her finger.

She stood up abruptly.

I don't know where the pain is.It must not be the heart.She looked around helplessly, turned around, and looked around. After a while, she finally realized what she was looking for. She lowered her head and rolled up her sleeves.

A few wisps of red marks from the burn were still there.It's the skin that hurts there.

Not a dream.

She looked up, glanced at the narrow staircase against the wall, and walked anxiously upstairs.

Definitely not a dream.

She slammed open the door of Dusi's room.

The setting sun spreads to the edge of the bed, and the dust floats and sinks quietly in the evening light.The stacks of old magazines sorted by cover color in the corner are still there, and the stickers and pictorials on the table on the wall are still there.

She couldn't help but take a big breath, her chest suddenly churned, as if she was going to be out of breath.

The phone in his hand vibrated and turned on.

She looked down.The signal is full.

She swiped open the lock screen, opened the browser, and realized that her fingers were trembling slightly.

She typed the first word in the search box: Du.The associated words are: Rhododendron, Du Fu, Du Mu.

She wanted to touch the s key, but she couldn't keep touching it.

If this is not a dream.She looked up.Something must have changed in that memory.Yes, the change must be in her own head.History has changed, and there must be something different about her memories from childhood to adulthood.

Standing in the light and floating dust, she thought desperately, but she couldn't think of anything, as if she was walking into one dead end after another.

She lowered her head again, and typed the word "Lu Shan" into the search box without hesitation.

After turning two pages, the relevant information was about a certain violinist, a certain secretary, and a certain company legal person, and none of them were Lu Shan, whom she knew.

Lin Zhique walked a few steps in the room blankly.

Suddenly, something caught her eyes.

It sat alone on the empty bedside table.

It was an old, unbranded silver hair dryer.

She bit her lip, took a step back, turned around, and ran downstairs, stomping on the narrow stairs. Ran all the way to the bottom of the building and ran out of the unit building.

The trees in the community are too tall and lush, looking up, the evening sky is intermittently covered.Everywhere is quiet.

Lin Zhique ran to the gate of the community, and the old gatekeeper was in a daze.

She asked, "Where's your fan?"

The uncle slowly raised his eyes: "What?"

"I said, where is your fan! Didn't you shake your fan just now?"

"Sazi? In such a cold day, fan? Which household do you live in? Hey——"

Before the old man could finish speaking, she walked away, rushing to the street outside the community, walking too hastily, and stepped into a puddle full of sewage on the road, and the water splashed on her bare ankle.

A taxi just came and honked at her.

She beckoned, the car stopped, she got in, and told the driver the name of a certain hotel.

The driver asked suspiciously, "What?"

She repeats it.

"Ah? You mean the one next to the old TV station building? Wasn't that demolished long ago? Let me take you to the TV station, okay?"

"……Demolished?"

"Ah, yes, you are from another place? Why do you want to go there? It has been demolished for many years, and the new TV station has been built for a long time, and it is in that place. Are you leaving?" The car started.

Lin Zhique lost all his strength and let his body lean back blankly.

After driving for a long time, she finally said, "...to the airport."

"Huh?" The driver looked at her in the rearview mirror.

She said softly and feebly, "Take me to the airport."

"Oh, good. Beauty, your lips seem to be broken, can I get you some tissue to wipe it?"

When she was about to speak, there was a slight tingling on her lips, it was indeed broken, bitten by herself.She stopped answering, leaned against the back seat of the car, closed her eyes, and stopped looking at everything in this city.

When she arrived at the airport, she bought an upcoming flight to East China, and left Jincheng as if fleeing.

It was completely dark.The high sky outside the window is dark and starless.After flying for nearly three hours, she closed her eyes tightly and tried to fall asleep, not knowing whether she wanted to forget all this or return to her dreams.She seemed to be asleep, and she did have some dreams, which were intermittent, vague, and seemed not to be asleep. She could clearly feel the people around her flipping through the plane magazines, and she could feel the stewardess walking around in the cabin. Hand out drinks.

The wheels hit the ground and she opened her eyes.

The sweet voice of the stewardess came from the radio: Dear passengers and friends, our plane has arrived at East China International Airport safely. The current outdoor temperature...

This is not 2005.

She followed the crowd off the plane and followed the crowd out of the terminal.

She could no longer do anything with her own judgment.

She stood at the arrival gate, and the pick-up cars drove past her one after another under the instructions of the staff.The sky was so dark and so dark.

She rubbed her eyes, and her eyes felt astringent, because they were closed tightly all the way.

I didn't know where I was going, and I came back as if I was running for my life, but I didn't know where I was going.

Lin Zhique unlocked the phone, opened the call history, and at the top, a name jumped into view.

At 16:46, Du Zhian called.

For her, at least 5 months have passed since this point in time.

Now it was only 6 hours ago.

She remembered that Du Zhi'an called, accusing her of colluding with Du Shen and planning to sell the old house of Du's family.

She calls back.

It was connected quickly.

"Hello?" Du Zhian's voice.

Lin Zhique didn't answer.

"Hello?...Knowledge? Are you calling me?" The person on the other side was obviously surprised.

"...Yes." She finally spoke, her eyes were dry, her mouth was also dry, and the split on her lips was still painful.

"What's the matter? Your side... Jincheng's side..."

"Where are you?"

"Me? I'm at home."

"Dongjiang Yipin?" Lin Zhique was referring to Du Shen's newly purchased permanent residence two years ago.

"No, in my own studio, I didn't go back today."

"Where? Send me the address."

"What? What are you going to do?"

Before Du Zhian could ask again, Lin Zhique hung up the phone and stood there for a while.

The terminal building behind her is so bright, guiding take-off and landing, and the night in front of her is so dark, so vast that she can't see any way out.

After all, Du Zhian sent her the address.

She took a taxi to go.

The destination is a high-end commercial and residential apartment building.The property manager downstairs stopped Lin Zhique, interrogated her, and finally put her into the elevator after connecting with the intercom at Du Zhian's house.

Du Zhian opened the door for her with a full face of wariness.

She stood still in front of the door.

"What's the matter? It's so late, what's the matter?" Du Zhian took a step back, "Aren't you coming in?"

She was too dazed, the last time she saw Du Zhian, Du Zhian was a 14-year-old girl.

Just yesterday, like just yesterday, Du Siren and Wang Yiran were still in the car praising Du Zhian for his beauty.

Yes, indeed, the Du Zhian in front of her at this moment is exactly like Tang Li when she was young. When she was not wearing makeup, she was pure, gentle and generous.Since she was a child, she felt that Du Zhian's appearance was the most deceiving, and it didn't match the crazy personality like the devil inside.

Lin Zhique blurted out and asked, "How old are you?"

Du Zhian was puzzled: "What?"

"how old are you?"

"How old am I?" Du Zhian frowned impatiently, and sure enough, the devil's arrogance was immediately revealed, "How old are you? I am as old as you are."

"You are half a year older than me."

"It's only half a year old! What's the matter with you? Can you come in? Aren't you in Jincheng? Why did you come back at this point?" Du Zhian turned and walked into the house.

Lin Zhique asked Du Zhian's back: "Where is Du Si?"

The figure in front of him froze.Du Zhian turned around.

"What did you say? Who?"

"Du Siren, where is it?" Lin Zhique blinked.Her eyes are too tight.

"Du...You mean aunt?" Du Zhian's eyes flickered.

"Yes. Where is she?"

"She...why did you suddenly mention..."

Lin Zhique breathed out forcefully, and she heard her nasal cavity neighing.

"She's dead, isn't she?"

Du Zhian froze in place, as if he had also fallen into some kind of dark void.

Lin Zhique took two steps forward, his hands trembling, he grabbed Du Zhian's clothes.

"is not it?"

Du Zhian asked: "What happened? Why did you bring this up all of a sudden?" Her face was covered with clouds.

Tears kept pouring out of Lin Zhique's eyes.

She asked again: "Really?"

She was on the verge of crying.At this moment, she actually felt that Du Zhian was her ally.

Du Zhian also shed tears, and answered her weakly: "Yes, she died. It has been many, many years."