Fugue

"You call me Gan Lan, but I can only call you...brother."

Gan Lan is only one step away from Gan Luan.He stood barefoot in a floor tile, and just there, his face was like a painting painted with light colors, completely ignorant, as if he had just been born.The oversized coat covers him, and it hangs empty when propped up.It's hard to get along.

His eyes overflowed with the smell of the sea, and there were red marks at the end of his eyes.He is like a wandering monster.

This impression, this description, is lingering, it seems that it has not been seen for a long time, and it seems that it has lingered in Gan Luan's eyes.It's an illusion of familiarity.

He immediately asked Gan Lan, "Did you remember anything?"

There was a distance between their heights, but Gan Luan had the upper hand.The half-closed, half-downcast gaze coincides with the uplifted gaze.They stared at each other naked, and neither could escape the other.

"Not all of them, but I found some curses about the past by following the clues of this name."

Still cursing, reading lines, this kid.Gan Lan's memory has indeed recovered.I didn't know about mobile phones yesterday, but today I was able to slip out of the "curse" and make complicated character settings for myself.This is a little madman.He thought, talking crazy, don't take it too seriously, this kind of thinking took away his expression.

"You can't call me that." The little lunatic said plausibly: "Otherwise I will call you brother. Only brother can call me by my name."

Gan Luan nodded, then shook his head again, crazy: "Then no matter who calls you Gan Lan, you will always call him brother?"

"No." Gan Lan said, "How is that possible." He took a step forward: "Only you." They were only a breath away from each other, and they could meet without deliberately looking at each other, intertwined in chaos, like vines and leaves growing together. "Didn't you say your name is Gan Luan?" He moved forward again, and Gan Luan had to take a step back.These two events were almost synchronized, as if Gan Luan had a premonition. "Gan Luan, the top is also the bottom of the tree, the Luan of the Luan tree." He seemed to like this sentence and repeated it several times.He said, "When you told me, I started to remember." His eyes wanted to tell him more, but all he said was, "I remembered who you are."

"Let me tell you that those reporters still have 30 seconds to arrive at the battlefield." The abrupt people broke into the ward together in harmony. I'm going."

"Why are you here?" With such a dusty look, it's possible that he just "flyed".Gan Luan asked the visitor: "Why are you rushing back? No, you really want to come back...but it's too soon!"

"Let's go, dear." The visitor was so anxious that his butt was on fire and burned.There was a smile on his face, as if the heat couldn't reach it.The smile is fake, but the anxiety is real, and it doesn't violate harmony, it seems that the smile is a kind of mark engraved on his face. "Reporters from the whole city are probably on their way here, crazy. But Ah He said that no one is following you, how did they get the news? I'm surprised. Hurry up and talk on the road."

Gan Luan had no real sense of the crowd of reporters. When he asked Ah He who it was, the person who came was also taken in. After thinking about it for a long time, he came up with a description: "The one with pigtails." Yes, I felt my waist being hugged, looked down, raised half of my face from the side, only my eyes were exposed, and said through the clothes, "Who is he?"

The person who came also said: "Hey, who is this kid?" He pretended to be real.

Gan Lan looked at this man ferociously, like a food protector...well, little milk dog.

He opened his mouth, a certain person's name came to his lips, and he swallowed it back.He pointed at the person first: "This is Ye Jing." Then he picked off Gan Lan, who was still a little wronged.Gan Luan thought, you have changed at 72, you were still playing advanced games before, why did you become sticky in a blink of an eye, as if you were not weaned.He also worried that Gan Lan would relapse after saying his name, which aroused Ye Jing's playfulness and wasted time.Then he grabbed a word that had been wandering in his mind for a long time, and said to Ye Jing, "This is that cabbage."

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Ye Jing drove the car himself.Hiding in a safe place, Gan Luan peeled off his hat and mask, and called up the navigation: "Go to this place." The destination shows the address of a police station.

Ye Jing expressed his understanding, and said, "Who told you so quickly."

"What?" Gan Luan didn't understand what he meant, "They made their own calls. Sometimes they used Bian You's number, and sometimes they used the landline. They wore a vest and didn't even put on makeup, so they came to pretend to be someone else with me. Is it him? Are you naive or do you think I'm a fool?"

"Wait, wait, I don't understand what you said at all." Ye Jing said, "Why don't we talk to each other first?"

Gan Luan condensed all the twists and turns after their phone call yesterday, and explained it in a few words, all the way to the call from Bian You in the morning.At that time, Gan Luan happened to have some doubts in his mind. The call was undoubtedly a sleepy pillow, so he took it to the door and answered it: "Hello, Bian You? Last night..."

"Hello." There was a completely unfamiliar voice on the other end.

"... Hello, who are you?"

The other person said that it was a mobile phone picked up on the road. Seeing that it was him who had called recently, he asked him if he could contact the owner and wanted to return it in person.Gan Luan thought, really enthusiastic: "Either I will tell you the owner's school class, and I don't know where the others are." The other end accepted the address and hung up.

"I poured a glass of water, but I haven't had a drink yet. Another call came from the landline. As soon as I answered it, the other side let me go." Gan Luan pointed to the destination: "He said he wanted to cooperate with the investigation. The call was made by the same person. , what does he want to do?"

Gan Luan felt that the matter was not simple, so he didn't expose it, and only asked Bian You how it was.The opposite party was very vague, saying that they were still investigating, and if they didn't cooperate, they would come to the door.

"Don't bother them to climb the mountain. You know, what Bian You went to check last night was related to me, Gan Lan, and my little uncle. So I agreed to go. You have to ask me what I know, but I don't know anything now .”

Ye Jing rarely smiled: "So, you don't know anything about your little uncle?"

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Before getting out of the car, Ye Jing said: "Someone will pick you up at the elevator door. For safety's sake, lower the brim of your hat. I have another good news for you. Your eldest aunt and little aunt have arrived, so I have to rest for a while before entering."

The person leading the way nodded slightly to Gan Luan, and Gan Luan returned the salute, both of them had serious faces.The elevator was very new and stable, the silence inside made the time longer, Gan Luan silently counted the floors, the strong smell and weightlessness all stirred his stomach.He hates elevators even more—this is a simple truth: the world is beautiful depending on the mood—there is no reason for subjective feelings, when a person encounters a good thing, it seems that the sky is clear for him, and if he suffers, he asks the sky Why is it so dark.It's all other people's fault, the world is all wrong.However, no matter whose fault it is, the one who suffers is not yourself?It can be seen that venting anger can only empathize, without any real effect.It's like killing is irreversible, paying for life is just paying for life, and cannot be resurrected.

They had almost reached the top floor, the corridor was empty, and the sound of their footsteps became crisp.Silent in a strange place, the coldness will be sharper.Sometimes the meaning of silence is more meaningful than a thousand words, like a looming provocative back, which makes people want to catch up.

Walking to the door of a meeting room, the passer-by pointed to the door, signaled Gan Luan to open it by himself, and left on his own.The corridor was dead, and there was an instant silence like ruins.

Is the so-called stillness, the tranquility before the storm, superior to other moments?It's just set off.The moment he pushed the door open, Gan Luan knew: the silence of this corridor would be set off by the shower behind the door.

Even if she is no longer young, the eldest aunt Gan Xian was definitely considered a beauty.But when Gan Luan saw her, her facial features were always overstretched, she was not beautiful at all, like a screaming turkey.Anger often roasts her, and one day they will be familiar with each other—if there is such a day, maybe Gan Luan will hold a Thanksgiving party for it.As soon as Gan Xian saw him, she uttered a stern voice: "Gan Luan!" She was extremely distressed, and she was embarrassed if she didn't squirt blood next.Gan Xian's body seemed to be launched together with her screams, she grabbed Gan Luan, her nails were sunken, and her inner strength was strong: this made the victim not only hurt the skin, but also the flesh.Gan Luan called "Big Aunt" respectfully on his face, but avoided him unequivocally with his actions.I have learned [-]% of Gan Xian's violation of yang and yin.

The little aunt is always sitting upright, as if she was born with a chair.The chair is part of her temperament, and the sitting posture is her words: deterrence, indifference, nobility, grace.not to be trifled.And Gan Luan just pissed her off last night, it's a tragedy.His name was stained with sadness by Gan Xian's screams, and he himself was about to be saddened by Gan Xu.Gan Xu looked at him quietly: "You are too much to worry about." These words had magic power, and Gan Luan's position immediately became a mischievous little kid, on an equal footing with Gan Lan.

"Where did you go last night? Why didn't you stay at home?" Gan Xian chased after Gan Luan and almost circled the conference room.Gan Luan kept a safe distance from the heartache, making excuses while moving: "I have a headache, go to the hospital, what's wrong." It was shameless.

"Don't quibble, you followed Gan Xiao out, the house is under surveillance." Gan Xian's eyes turned red suddenly, as abrupt as her screams: "Please stay away from him, you used to be very obedient..."

"Okay, you all sit down." Gan Xu stopped Gan Xian, who was wiping her tears, and Gan Luan couldn't do anything, she couldn't go up and say "I'll pinch you, don't cry".Gan Xu's complexion was also not good, but she always kept her expression calm: "We don't have much time, Gan Luan, tell little aunt where Bian You is, do you know? We know that you were the last contact he made last night."

"You guys know much more than I do." Gan Luan sat far away, "I still don't understand what Bian You has to do with this matter?" Gan Xu didn't answer his question, which was rare for her. Tired: "You really don't know?" Gan Luan shook his head: "I don't know where he is, and I don't know what you guys are talking about. The last call I had with him was in the early morning, but I was asleep at that time, maybe Misconnected."

After Gan Luan confessed, Gan Xu came.She said: "Your little uncle... was murdered last night, he is a suspect." Bianyou and little aunt have a good relationship, they are two gentle people who always get along harmoniously.She frowned slightly: "The most stupid thing is that his whereabouts are unknown now."

So those locust reporters came after him because they smelled the mixture of two spices?What kind of spark do they think he can spark?He was obviously the most ignorant all along.Even the police paid attention to this distinctive smell.Indeed, who can be like him, in the vortex, but don't know it - this is the first time, Gan Luan admits that he is similar to Gan Lanruo.

A plainclothes man who couldn't identify his position came, and said that he had a few questions to understand, and he would record them separately and take Gan Luan away.He seemed to know Gan Xian and Gan Xu, and the two had no objection to this.When Gan Luan passed by Gan Xu, his cuff was pulled, and a section of wrapped bandage was slightly exposed from the angle of view of the three of them.Gan Xian whispered, but Gan Xu couldn't see the expression: "You are like this again." Gan Luan calmly smoothed his cuffs, as if he didn't hear.

They were on the road, Gan Luan didn't know where they were going.The corridor seems to grow, and there will always be another end.So there is no end.They passed several stairs and elevators, but were all ignored by the guides. The building seemed to be in a circle, and Gan Luan always felt that they had entered reincarnation.Silent and endless, like a fleeing army alone.

The person up front said there were still routine questions to ask, but your alibi has been resolved.So we're left with one thing now - he uses a key to open a room which is empty but has an end.The guide finally stopped and pressed the button on the wall.It was only then that Gan Luan realized that the black door on the wall was actually an elevator.It was painted horribly and darkly, like a cage that devours the night. The man stopped at the entrance of the elevator: "Someone is waiting for you below. This elevator can only go to two places. There is not much time, I will wait for you here return."

In addition to on, off, and emergency bell, there are only two buttons: 17, B2.It's really suitable, and it's down to the eighteenth floor.I don't know if this design is humorous or ironic.The electronic display above the switch button was beating useless numbers, as slow as Gan Luan's numb heart.

Ye Jing waited for Gan Luan.He asked him if he wanted a mask, and Gan Luan accepted it.It did have a strange smell, but Ye Jing was useless.Probably because Ye Jing needed to talk but Gan Luan didn't, and he didn't want to.The mask made him unnecessary to make an expression, and Ye Jing knew him well enough at some point.Ye Jing once said that for Gan Luan, he was the chief eunuch and the inner guard—who would compare himself to a eunuch?That's Ye Jing, that pervert.

It may be a functional problem, and the basement temperature is obviously low.Gan Luan even felt his face stiffen, he couldn't tell whether it was because of the temperature, or too many changes made his expression harden.At such a time, with the cloth covering his breath, he suddenly thought, if he kept his mask on his face, didn't speak, didn't move in front of people, and didn't interact with the outside world, would he be dead.He can't always look at death objectively.The basis of living is not breathing, but someone can prove your existence.He couldn't prove Bian Zhiyue's existence, and from that moment on, he felt that she was dead.What he has to do now is to confirm, and he can't prove the little uncle.The little uncle lying cold somewhere in the ground is a counter-evidence: Gan Xiao is no longer alive.He is about to lose his existence, perhaps with a secret.

As if the staff had previewed it, they went straight to the refrigerator, opened a drawer, broke the zipper, and only exposed the body.The little uncle is indeed old, and death seems to have added years to him. His once radiant face is now gray.It was rough and fuzzy like glass rubbed against mud, and the facial features were dull.Looking at each other with Ye Jing, Gan Luan nodded, and Ye Jing said, "Then you go back." Gan Luan took one last look, thinking that he would never look at Gan Xiao again.His eyebrows, his edges and corners, the mole at the corner of his eye...and so on.Gan Luan wanted to take out his handkerchief, but he found only a piece of bandage.He hesitated, and finally handed the bandage to Ye Jing, dragging the mask down: "Wait, you wipe his mole." This is a strange request, so the staff opened their mouths slightly.But Ye Jing hooked his mouth and greeted the man: "Then I'll wipe it off." After speaking, he really moved over with a bandage.

It could be due to the light, or it could be because it was just a corpse, but Gan Luan never thought he was wrong, the three moles faded.Ye Jing also noticed this, because they became weaker and weaker until they disappeared.The three of them looked at each other, one was really surprised, the other was smiling, and the other was expressionless.Gan Luan said, "But I think he is the little uncle himself."

Ye Jing pushed him away: "I agree. Time is running out, you go up first, and I'll follow up on this matter."

Like a shower.

The rainwater accumulated overnight, fell all over the body, spread and twisted on the body, elusive, and lost at the fingertips.He was just dazed and dazed.Cool as clothes.The ferry was filled with purple-black water vapor, and the ships had no choice.Break in, break into the maze.This is the only way out.

#Next chapter, welcome to Xiao Yaoyao's big general attack (that is, Xiao Ji's old attack (.(...(Hesitating to speak but stop

#Next chapter preview:

The young man said: "The dead naturally withdraw. The dead, the disappeared, the sleeping, the incapacitated-" The young man tilted his head to one side, his smooth black hair was brushed together, his face was blurred with embarrassment. The angle is in the shape of a water drop, and there is a smile from the forehead to the chin: "It's all the same."