Fang does not leave the year

It’s almost Chinese New Year, ever since Gu Pingsheng discovered that someone was stealing things that night, he has braved the cold wind to follow Lao Xue’s little lover for two full days, but he didn’t find anything unusual about that person, except for going to a few fixed places , Then go to the library.

In fact, he really thought he was crazy.A dignified boss of a group, full of food, went to follow a stranger who didn't know where he came from...

But thinking about his stealing from Xiaoxi, he felt unforgivable.He didn't care whether Lao Xue knew it or not, he couldn't ignore it if he condoned it or not.

He also thought about finding a detective company to do this, but he just had an intuition that there was something wrong...

There is a big deal!So, he had to do it himself.

There must be a reason for that man to steal things. He wants to follow the clues to see where he sells the stolen goods.

Oh...is it easy?Because of this, his own son almost couldn't care less.

Early in the morning of the third day, Gu Pingsheng saw Xue Zhilin's little lover coming out of the house with a schoolbag on his shoulder, waited for a while by the side of the road, and hailed a taxi.

Gu Pingsheng followed slowly, the distance was neither far nor close, the car arrived at a hospital, the taxi was waiting for him, and he got off after a while, the car continued to walk for almost an hour before stopping.

Gu Pingsheng looked around in the car, this is the urban village in Nancheng.The surrounding area is almost all square, and there are also a few small buildings built privately, which are not high, and look like three or four floors.It's almost Chinese New Year now, and it's cold, so there are almost no people in the alley.

The man got out of the car and the taxi left. Gu Pingsheng also found a parking place and got out of the car. Fortunately, the two of them had never met each other, but Gu Pingsheng had his photo.

The man bought a lot of things in a small supermarket at the intersection, including three big bags.Gu Pingsheng saw that in addition to buying food, eggs, milk and vegetables, he also bought a urine pad...

Still for adults!Gu Pingsheng couldn't help feeling suspicious.Could it be that there are patients in his family who can't take care of themselves, so they steal things and sell them for money?

Follow him to the entrance of an alley, enter an iron gate, and then go upstairs.Gu Pingsheng followed him up the stairs, checked which floor he stopped on, and came down after he was sure.

He thought that people would be able to come down in a few minutes, but who knew that the wait was almost three hours.In the middle, he even held a conference call on his mobile phone and finalized several contracts...

It was not until noon that the man came down.Entering the small restaurant where Gu Pingsheng was sitting, he ordered a beef noodle to take away.

After a while he came down again, this time he really left, or he stopped a taxi and left.

Gu Pingsheng entered the iron gate and walked along the narrow and cramped stairs to a door on the third floor.

There are three rooms on the third floor, and the doors are all made of thin wooden boards. As long as there are people talking or watching TV in any room, it is very clear.

Knocked on the easternmost door, but no one answered.Gu Pingsheng walked and knocked several times before he heard footsteps in the room.

"Did I forget something..."

The people in the room opened the door while talking, but saw a stranger.

Glancing through the crack of the door, Gu Pingsheng, who has seen all kinds of battles, was shocked. The person who opened the door was not so much a person as a ghost...

That person was probably also frightened by Gu Pingsheng. Just as he was about to close the door, Gu Pingsheng bumped it with his shoulder, and the people in the room fell to the ground.

Gu Pingsheng ignored the people on the ground and went straight into the house.The house is quite small, about 30 square meters.There was an electric heater on, but it wasn't very cold.But the light in the room was very dim, because the windows were closed all the time, or because the buildings were too close to each other, the sunlight could not come in directly.

There is a strange smell in the room, and there is a strong smell of disinfectant, which is not good anyway.The three big packages that the man bought were placed on the floor at the head of a low bed.

Finding a relatively clean stool, Gu Pingsheng took out his own handkerchief and spread it on it before sitting down.

One of the two was sitting, the other was still lying on the ground, and neither of them spoke.

After almost 10 minutes like this, the people on the ground finally moved. He sat up slowly with his greasy messy hair on his head, then closed the door without getting up, crawled onto the low bed, lay down, and The quilt covers the head.

"Is this how you entertain guests?"

"I don't know you, let's go!"

"Yes! We don't know each other, but... Liao Hongfei, you do!"

The body of the person under the quilt visibly stiffened.

"I do not recognize!"

Gu Pingsheng smiled, "Really? This is something he bought just now, isn't it? He doesn't know you, why did he buy these for you? Could it be that he is an angel sent by God to take care of you, an addict?"

When the man heard the word addict, his body shook uncontrollably a few times.

Gu Pingsheng sneered a few times, "It turns out that he was someone else's mistress and stole things just for you to smoke! Your relationship is too good! With your inhuman appearance, you will Someone is so devoted to you? It's unbelievable!"

"You go...you go! I don't know you, why are you here?"

"Take out the things? Or tell me where you sold them, or else, I'll ask the police to collect your body!"

The man trembled even more, and Gu Pingsheng threw off the quilt.

Looking closely at the man, he really looked like a ghost crawling out of hell. His face and hands were already skinny, with no flesh at all, his fingernails were long and black, and the back of his hands were full of needle holes.His arms were covered by clothes, Gu Pingsheng could imagine what his arms looked like.He was too fat to wear a greasy, colorless cotton jacket. His hair was sparse, his eye sockets were sunken, and there were several ulcers on his face, with white pus on the edge.

Gu Pingsheng has seen everyone before. After the initial shock, he has completely calmed down now, and he still speaks in a leisurely manner.

"Tell me! Who are you? What is your purpose of approaching Lao Xue?"

"No... no purpose."

"Do you think I'll believe it?"

"Really...really."

"Actually, I don't care what your purpose is. If you hand over the things, I'll leave immediately. I don't think you will die soon, and I won't call the police. You can just fend for yourself."

For several minutes, the person on the bed didn't move at all except trembling.If it wasn't for him shaking, Gu Ping would have suspected that he was dead...

He stretched his arms slowly, trying to open a drawer of the bedside table, but failed to open it several times.

Gu Pingsheng used a piece of paper to pad the handle, and opened the drawer.There are four or five things inside, except for a seal, the rest are a few small antiques that can be played with in your hands.There are actually quite a few portraits underneath, so Gu Pingsheng took them out to look at them, and the person in the paintings... turned out to be Lao Xue.

"It seems that Lao Xue is really popular enough, and you even miss him! But you don't look in the mirror, just like you, you look like a ghost, and anyone who sees you will be scared to death."

The man withdrew his arms in fright, and covered himself even tighter with the quilt.

Gu Pingsheng found a bag and put all the things in it, "I took the things away, it doesn't belong to you in the first place."

The person on the bed didn't respond, and kept curling up until Gu Pingsheng went out without moving.

Gu Pingsheng took the things, and after thinking about it for two or three days, he finally went to Xue Zhilin and returned the things to him.

Xue Zhilin was extremely surprised, "Why are these here with you?"

"What do you think? Of course I found it for you! I told you that you brought a thief home, but you still don't believe it. Do you believe it now?"

"No...it's impossible! Why would he do this? I gave him the whole house, why would he steal it?"

"What? You gave him all of Xiaoxi's study?"

Xue Zhilin nodded.

Gu Pingsheng was speechless. How much charm does this little lover of his have to make him feel so heartbroken? Shouldn't it be time to take him to see a psychiatrist? !

Gu Pingsheng stood up, playing with the car keys in his hand, "Okay, I'll give you the things anyway, so I'm leaving."

Xue Zhilin looked at those paintings, then at him, "Where did you get these paintings?"

"You'll know if you ask him! I still have something to do, so I'm leaving."

Who he is, both of them naturally know.

Xue Zhilin was very confused, so he didn't get up to see him off, but just stared at those paintings in a trance.

Liao Hongfei came back in the evening, Xue Zhilin called him to the study, and asked him with trembling hands, "Did you draw these paintings? When did you draw them?"

Liao Hongfei was also surprised when he saw these paintings, and then nodded, "I drew them, and they were drawn a long time ago. Why are they here?"

Xue Zhilin's eyes were red, "Then can you still say what you wrote when you painted my first portrait?"

Liao Hongfei dodged his eyes and lowered his head.

"talk!"

After a long time, the man raised his head, his eyes were clear, and the eyes he looked at Xue Zhilin lost vicissitudes and love, as if he was looking at a stranger...

"That sentence is: life should come back, death should be long-sick. It was written on a strand of hair in your portrait at that time..."

You are right...but Xue Zhilin thinks it is still wrong!His tone of voice was wrong, his Xiaoxi would never speak to him like this, it seemed like reciting lines, or like a robot searching for the most suitable answer, without any emotion, and even the tone of voice didn't change.

Xue Zhilin stared into his eyes, and Liao Hongfei also looked directly at him. After a long time, Xue Zhilin sighed and said, "You are not Xiaoxi..."

"Yes! I'm not!" The young man readily admitted.

"Then how do you know about the matter between me and Xiaoxi, and your pendant, which was clearly made by Xiaoxi..."

"Yes! That thing was carved with his own hands, of course it's real!" His tone remained unchanged, as if he had been drugged with ecstasy soup and controlled.

Xue Zhilin pressed on every step of the way, nervously and anxiously asked a question that he didn't dare to ask: "Then why didn't he come to see me? You came instead?"

Liao Hongfei looked into his eyes: "What do you think?"

Xue Zhilin staggered back a step, then sat heavily on the chair, he thought of an answer, but he couldn't believe it.

"What about him? Do you know where he is?"

"Of course! Otherwise, why would I come?"

Xue Zhilin seemed exhausted, "Then did you give all those things you took to him?"

"Yes! He asked me to take it! Thank you too, nothing has changed its position. He said so, so I took it."

"That was originally his thing..."

"It's yours now."

Xue Zhilin sniffed, "Can you let me meet him?"

"cannot!"

The two words are both decisive and ruthless!

"Why?" Xue Zhilin's voice trembled uncontrollably.

"He doesn't want to see you."

"why……"

This sentence seems to be asking Liao Hongfei, but also like asking himself.

"He just doesn't want to see you, there is no reason. If he wants to see you, why bother to let me come?"

"What if I must see him?"

Liao Hongfei stopped talking, as if he was thinking, "Okay! I can take you to see him. But, when you see him, don't be afraid of being disappointed, because he is already a stranger than me, and he is no longer your Xiaoxi. ..."

"it is good……"

"Then just let me know when you're ready."

After saying these words, Liao Hongfei turned around and left without even looking at Xue Zhilin, his eyes were relentless.

Xue Zhilin caressed those portraits slowly, there were words on the hair that could only be read with a magnifying glass: life should be return, death should be Sauvignon Blanc...