like the abyss

Qin Suzheng pushed open the door.It was already 01:30 in the morning, the light in the entrance was on, and Lu Yuan was asleep on the sofa in the living room.He didn't sleep well, curled up against the pillow.It may be that I dreamed of something unpleasant, wrinkled my nose, and looked very aggrieved.When he is awake, he has very little expression on his face, occasionally smiles, speaks very little, and speaks slowly, as if he can read what you are thinking in your heart, and looks very reliable, completely different from when he is asleep.

Qin Suzheng stood by the sofa and looked at it for a while, imagining that when Lu Yuan was a child, he wrinkled his face and acted like a baby, with a waxy voice, slowly asking his parents to do something for him.Just thinking about it like this already made me feel so soft in my heart.

He touched Lu Yuan's cheek, it was cold, afraid that he would catch a cold while sleeping here, and was about to wake him up when Lu Yuan's cell phone rang.

Lu Yuan was awakened by the urgent ringing of the bell.He touched the phone and saw that it was the editor's phone.

Lu Yuan propped up the sofa and sat up, only to see Qin Suzheng standing in front of him.Blocking the phone weakly with his hands, Lu Yuan asked him, "Have you eaten yet?"

Qin Suzheng nodded, pointed to Lu Yuan's mobile phone and signaled him to answer the phone first.He changed into a well-tailored suit with a straight back, looking a little cold.

Lu Yuan took the phone away to check the time, put it back to his ear, "What's wrong?"

The editor-in-chief, surnamed Wen, is an old editor who has been working for ten years. He is used to strong winds and waves. If there is no major event, he will never call Lu Yuan in the middle of the night.

Editor-in-Chief Wen's voice was very low and urgent: "Old Meng has an accident."

Lu Yuan got up and went to the bedroom, "Understood, here we come."

The Lao Meng mentioned by editor-in-chief Wen is a reporter with seniority older than Zuo Li. His full name is Meng Feng. He worked in the newspaper earlier, but was later fired from the newspaper because his articles were too radical. He was recruited by the editor-in-chief.Meng Feng's work is serious news about the people's livelihood. He is too old to be married, and he doesn't have any apprentices. He only follows the news by himself.He is old, and his fighting speed is not as fast as that of young people, so he can only start from the depth and dig to the root.He opened Weibo early, and together with his fans, he criticized and bombarded the government for private use and abuse of public equipment, and social morality has deteriorated.His topics were all reported by netizens, so he didn't often live in City C, and Lu Yuan hadn't seen him a few times.Lu Yuan has heard younger colleagues laugh at him for writing manuscripts that are routine, nothing more than rising to "what's wrong with this country, I ask you about it, and I'm thinking about it", saying that he is "an old angry youth sensationalizing".But later, these people changed jobs one after another, and Meng Feng was still writing news.

Lu Yuan changed his clothes.Qin Suzheng cleaned up the untouched dishes on the table when he was on the phone, and seeing that he was about to go out now, he asked him in a deep voice, "Didn't you have dinner?"

Lu Yuan was checking the documents in his wallet.In case of rushing to Zhanghuai, it's not easy to let Lao Wen go.Qin Suzheng unbuttoned his suit and walked into the bedroom. It was the first time for Lu Yuan to wear it like this, and his face was slightly sullen, looking extremely oppressive.Lu Yuan packed the wallet, his voice was hoarse, "I forgot to play games."

After speaking, I felt my throat hurt a bit, maybe I just caught a cold.Lu Yuan reached out and touched his forehead, but he didn't feel it was hot, so he probably didn't have a fever.Qin Suzheng saw that he had changed the clothes he had gone out, buckled the unbuttoned buttons back with his fingers, and asked as he walked out, "Where are you going?"

Lu Yuan was a little dizzy, but did not refuse Qin Suzheng's kindness.It was almost two o'clock when Qin Suzheng sent him to the gate of the magazine.He got out of the car and closed the door, pointing to the direction of the exit.Qin Suzheng didn't start it, he lowered the co-pilot's window and looked at him, "How long will you be busy?"

Lu Yuan shook his head, "Don't wait, I don't know if I can go back tonight."

Qin Suzheng didn't speak.

Old Wen's phone call came again, Lu Yuan had no time to say goodbye to Qin Suzheng, and trotted all the way upstairs from the safe passage.

The lights in the office were all on, and Old Wen Wen and Li Ran had already arrived.Old Wen was sitting on a chair with his back to the door, and Li Ran was leaning on the table to make a phone call. Seeing Lu Yuan, he beckoned.

Lu Yuan walked behind Old Wen.Hearing the sound, Lao Wen gave way to the computer screen in the direction of Lu Yuan.On the screen is an email, and the sender is a string of phone numbers.The letter has no title, only a 1-minute audio recording.Lu Yuan clicked on it, and the background sound was very noisy. First, the two voices were scolding each other, and then there seemed to be a fight, and the muffled sound of weapons hitting people could be heard.

Lu Yuan dragged down, and there was a long blank space with no words.Li Ran put down his phone, "No, I still can't get through."

Lu Yuan asked him, "Is it the sender's phone number?"

Li Ran nodded: "It's Lao Meng's phone number."

Lu Yuan asked again: "When did you lose contact?"

Old Wen thought for a while: "He called me before dinner and said he found something and would be back soon."

Lu Yuan clicked on the recording again.Old Wen Wen and Li Ran looked at each other: "Call the police."

Lu Yuan suddenly raised his head: "Wait." He clicked to replay, "This is not Zhang Huai's accent."

Old Wen was stunned, "No?"

Lu Yuan paused, "Zuo Li is from Zhang Huai. They don't have a nasal sound when they speak."

Lu Yuan let go of the mouse, "Meng Feng told you that he was in Zhanghuai before dinner?"

Old Wen recalled: "That's right, he also complained to me that the hotel over there in Zhang Huai was too expensive."

Lu Yuan thought for a while, exited the letter interface, looked at the email address in the upper left corner, "Private mailbox?"

Lao Wen looked at it, "Yes, I only had this account at the beginning, and later I got a work account. Lao Meng and the others usually use this account to contact me."

Lu Yuan asked him, "Mind if I take a look?"

Old Wen waved his hand.

Lu Yuan slid down the mouse.Meng Feng's information is impressively listed.

Lu Yuan didn't order.

Old Wen took the mouse and closed the mailbox.Lu Yuan put his hands back into his pockets, and the three of them looked at each other.Old Wen breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that it's okay. It's okay, it's getting late, you go back."

Li Ran and Lao Wen turned off the lights behind.Lu Yuan didn't wait for the two of them, and only realized that he didn't drive here by himself when he reached the first floor.It's getting late, and it's hard to find someone to pick it up, so I had to take out my mobile phone and call a car.He felt more dizzy than before going out, probably because of the cold wind, so he took two quick steps, planning to get out of the garage quickly.

Unexpectedly, when he turned the corner, he saw Qin Suzheng's car.Qin Suzheng didn't leave, and parked the car in the parking space closest to the elevator entrance and waited for him.Lu Yuan was a little confused, opened the car door and got in, took out his mobile phone to cancel the order just now.Seeing that he was still, Qin Suzheng turned sideways to help him fasten his seat belt, and rubbed his face with his hands.

It was so hot that Lu Yuan really had a fever.Qin Suzheng was a little angry, but he didn't know what he was angry about.He quietly listed a list of Lu Yuan's crimes in his mind: he played games without eating, slept on the sofa without a quilt, came out to work overtime in the middle of the night, did not show anything on his face, and drove back to the hospital.

Lu Yuan went to the hospital twice in the past few days. He remembered the way and saw that Qin Suzheng turned the direction. He thought it was because he was not feeling well, so he asked in a daze, "Does your hand hurt? Let me drive it instead?"

Qin Suzheng was almost laughed at by him, "Don't you know you have a fever!"

Lu Yuan touched his forehead, but didn't feel how hot it was, so he stretched out his hand and gently tugged at Qin Suzheng's sleeve: "I don't want to go to the hospital, I have antipyretics at home, just take it and you'll be fine."

Qin Suzheng didn't listen and drove straight to the hospital.Lu Yuan refused to get an injection, so the doctor had to prescribe some medicine for him to take away.

When Qin Su came back from collecting the medicine, Lu Yuan, who was waiting for him in the car, was already asleep, his face flushed red, curled up in the collar of his down jacket, his eyelashes fluttering.

Qin Suzheng suddenly felt distressed.