I drank a lot of wine at noon, and my mother asked cautiously: "What's wrong? Did you quarrel? It's okay. It's not the first time you've fallen out of love. Mom will ask my second aunt to introduce you to someone else."

I quickly waved my hand and said no. I had to interrupt my mother, otherwise she would definitely continue her tvb body language: "Well, the most important thing in life is to be happy. As for emotional matters, you can't force it."

I didn't have the time or mood to chat with my mother. All I could think about was Erliang. Why did he let me live in his house? Even now, I haven't seen anything unclean, just my own.

This feeling, and nothing happened to me, but no matter what, I feel uncomfortable every time I think of Erliang treating me like this.

You definitely can't talk about this with your parents. They have a very good impression of Erliang. Sometimes when I have a quarrel with my family, my father almost wants to drag me out and beat me to death with sticks and then bring Erliang back to be his own wife.

Son, if I told them this, they would probably think that I am crazy for wanting to write a novel.

After thinking about it, maybe Xiaorui is the only person I can talk to. She has just met me and has no friendship with Erliang. As an outsider, her opinion may be more objective and fair.

Even though I knew Xiaorui wouldn't reply to my text message right away, I still sent her a message saying that I missed her. Then I fell asleep under the anesthesia of alcohol until my mother asked me to get up for dinner.

At nine o'clock, Xiaorui replied to my text message and asked me to meet. I didn't know where Xiaorui worked. She always looked mysterious. Of course, the excuse was that she was afraid that I would harass her in the future, so I didn't force it.

The meeting place this time was not in the park. Apparently Xiaorui was a little scared last time.

It's really embarrassing to say that every time we go on a date, Xiaorui comes first. Of course, she doesn't care about this. She said that if I really care about her, I will quickly write a novel that can impress her.

She wore that red dress again today. I like to see Xiaorui wearing this dress. Her whole body bursts with enthusiasm. What my current mentality needs most is passion. I can’t help but see Xiaorui.

He smiled slightly.

I didn't know how to speak. If I want to talk about those two blue bricks, I have to start from the beginning. It can't be explained in just one or two sentences. Xiaorui saw that I was in a bad mood and patted my hand.

, indicating that I don’t have to rush and speak slowly.

I told Xiaorui the whole thing from the beginning, including the painting that looked very similar to hers, down to the two blue bricks I found in Erliang's room. I said that I was very confused and really didn't know what to do.

What should I do? What makes me uncomfortable is not that I always feel that someone is watching me, but that I cannot accept Erliang treating me like this.

Xiaorui didn't say a word from beginning to end, and listened quietly until I finished speaking. I saw that her face was a little pale, the kind of paleness that made her feel scared. I grabbed her hand and asked: "

What's wrong?"

Xiaorui shook his head and didn't say a word. We were both silent and didn't know how to speak. After a long time, Xiaorui said slowly: "How about you take me to see Lao Chu's room, maybe there is something there

Answer."

I don’t know where Xiaorui came up with this inference, but she was already frightened last time in the park, let alone going to such a weird place as Lao Chu’s house? Of course I would not allow it.

Xiaorui looked into my eyes and said, "I'm going to show you something. If you still insist not to take me, then it's up to you."

I nodded, Xiaorui took out a photo from the bag and handed it to me. I took it and took a look. At that moment, my whole body seemed to fall into an ice cave. I raised my head and looked at Xiaorui in surprise.

, she nodded slowly: "This is who I was when I was a child."

In the photo, there is a very cute little girl, wearing a black nightgown, with long shawl hair hanging down. She is looking up at me coldly. This look is exactly the same as the doll in Lao Chu's room.

Xiaorui's voice was very calm: "My surname is Liu, which is my mother's surname, and the man who gave birth to me is surnamed Chu."

I vaguely guessed who she was talking about. Xiaorui glanced at me and continued: "You are right, Lao Chu is the man who gave birth to me. He never gave my mother a title.

After my mother gave birth to me, she never gave her a good look. What he wanted was a son, so from the time I became sensible, he would not love me like other fathers. He said he had no daughter."

I remembered the words in that letter. Lao Chu said that he had no daughter, only one son. Xiaorui seemed to know what I was thinking, shook her head and said: "When I was five years old, my mother couldn't stand his abuse, so she took her with me."

After I left, he didn't have another woman at that time, so he probably wouldn't have a son."

I always believed that what was written in that letter was true, but now I am confused again. The ninth floor that Lao Chu saw was exactly the same as the seventh floor that he was on. Of course, I can assume that Lao Chu is suffering from delusion.

The ninth floor he was looking at was actually the seventh floor where he lived, and the man he saw was actually himself. Even the boy could be imaginary, but what about the girl?

Lao Chu's daughter is sitting next to me now. If it is entirely explained that Lao Chu has delusional disorder, then any illogical thing can be justified. However, Erliang said that Lao Chu has dealt with the police before and is mentally normal.

, and everything became chaotic again.

Xiaorui continued: "I didn't want to say this at first, but I didn't expect that there were so many strange things in it. Erliang once told you that the man's home was a bit weird, and I once saw such a man beside him.

My child, maybe the answer is there, let’s go.”

I was shocked: "Now?"

Xiaorui nodded: "We don't have time."

Lao Chu's family lives in the north of the city. There are no buses going there at this time. I finally caught a taxi and rushed there. This place is already remote, and for psychological reasons, I always feel a bit eerie.

I haven’t been here for nearly a month, and the dust in the corridor is thicker. Xiaorui held up her skirt and slowly followed me. This is the home of the man who gave birth to her, but it is not her home, even though she has hated him all her life.

, but finally came, even if this time it was under the pretext of helping Erliang.

I walked up cautiously, because if I put my foot down too hard, dust would fly all over the sky. Xiaorui followed me silently. In an instant, I looked at Xiaorui walking in the corridor, and I actually thought of the staircase in Wang Qiang's house.

The woman felt a chill gradually rising in her heart.

Fortunately, I finally reached the seventh floor. I turned on the light in the corridor, took out the lock pick tool from my pocket, and easily opened Lao Chu's door. Just as I was about to rush in first, Xiaorui grabbed me and stepped in first.

I quickly followed up and helped her turn on the light.

Maybe it was because there had been no ventilation for too long, but there was a strange smell in the room. I couldn't help but frown, but Xiaorui seemed to feel nothing. She looked at everything in the room silently, and finally sat on the sofa.

I picked up the doll and hugged it tightly. I saw tears in her eyes and handed her a tissue. Xiaorui took it and wiped it and said: "My mother made this for me when I was a child. She said this is

Me, it was my favorite toy at that time. I never found it after moving, and I thought I would never see it again."

I really wanted to ask why your mother painted the teeth of such a good doll blood red, but in the end I didn't ask. Such a question is only suitable to be slowly forced out of her mouth later.

Xiaorui sat on the sofa and thought deeply. I was a little embarrassed and didn’t know what to say. When I saw the bright stacks of papers piled up by Lao Chu in front of the sofa, I picked them up casually. I had nothing to do anyway, so I wanted to look at these messy words.

That’s fine.

The records on those papers are all really messy things, some just say "xxx I hate you", there are several eloquent but still unclear drafts of literary youths, and there are even some written in pinyin.

Elementary school student diary, I don’t know where Lao Chu got so interested in these things. While I was flipping through these papers, I was expecting Xiaorui to leave soon.

Finally, Xiaorui was leaving. I knew that she didn't really want to help Erliang find any secrets. She was just looking for an excuse to come and see where her father lived, so I didn't ask her what she had found.

He locked the door and took her downstairs.

Xiaorui said: "Arui, please tell me his story again."

Of course I know who he is referring to. To be honest, I really don’t want to tell such a story in such a gloomy corridor. What’s more, Xiaorui has already heard it once, but she couldn’t help but sigh when she saw her look.

In one breath, I started talking again from the sound of "da da".

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the corridor: "Da-da-da-da-da-da".
Chapter completed!