Xiaolan stared at the ceiling, recalling the dream just now.
She felt that she had figured out some things, but she also had some new confusions.
She decided to put aside those confusions first.
Xiao Lan turned her head little by little, and Hei Pi was still lying beside her pillow. Although Hei Pi didn't move, Xiao Lan knew that Hei Pi was awake.
"Did you always know?"
"Ever since...I saw that dream for the first time, I've known about it," Heipi said, "but I didn't find it strange at that time, because Xiaosong once told us about Bai Mao, and she also knew that you were Bai Mao.
Mao’s master.”
I am the owner of Bai Mao.
Xiaolan recited it silently in her heart.
"You clearly know that I am the owner of Baimao," Xiaolan said, "but you didn't say it just now."
Heipi was silent for a while.
"Xiaolan, I said, I'm too selfish."
It turns out that what Heipi said about "selfishness" not long ago was referring to this...
Xiaolan sat up suddenly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
I don't know what time it is at night. Qin Yin and Wen Ling are sleeping soundly. Xiaolan puts on her shoes and walks towards the door.
"Xiaolan!" Heipi shouted behind her, "Are you going to find her?"
Xiaolan said nothing.
"Then will you abandon me?" Heipi's voice was soaked with sadness, and just listening to that voice seemed to make him feel tears.
Xiaolan was still silent, her steps paused, then she started walking again and walked out of the door.
The dim corridor light illuminated the old red carpet on the ground. Xiaolan stepped on it numbly and walked towards Bai Mao's room.
Too complicated, yet too simple.
My own life...other people's lives...each of my own...different stories...
The self in the dream was right...I almost understood.
Xiaolan stood in front of Bai Mao's room door. There was dead silence in the corridor, and the same was true inside the door. There was no light coming out from the crack in the door. Maybe Bai Mao had fallen asleep.
But Xiaolan still took a deep breath, raised her hand, and knocked on the wooden door panel.
Tuk-tuk-tuk...
The voice echoed.
No one answered the door.
Tuk-tuk-tuk...
Xiaolan suddenly had an idea.
She put down her hand to knock on the door and grabbed the doorknob.
Twisting...
The door opened.
But Xiaolan knew that it was not his ability to unlock the door that was at work this time.
The door is not closed.
Xiaolan opened the door and walked in.
It was dark inside the door, and Xiaolan walked into the bedroom while calling Baimao's name softly.
Empty.
Bai Mao is not in the room.
really.
Xiaolan turned around and rushed out of the room, running downstairs.
At the front desk on the first floor, the proprietress on duty was looking down at her phone. When she saw Xiaolan running over in embarrassment in her pajamas, she quickly stood up and called her out.
It just so happens that the person Xiaolan is looking for is also her.
"Hey little girl..."
"Aunt!"
The two of them were stunned.
"Little girl, are you in a hurry?" the landlady asked, "Okay, you tell me first."
"Auntie, is the girl who lives next door to us gone?" Xiaolan asked in one breath after taking a breath.
"Oh, it turns out you know it. I thought you didn't know it..." The landlady's eyes lit up, "She also left you a letter. Just wait a moment..."
The landlady flipped through the bookends at the front desk and pulled out a brand new brown paper envelope.
"Now, this is it."
Xiaolan took the envelope and asked, "When did she leave?"
"Well... it was probably around seven or eight o'clock in the evening," the landlady said, "I always thought you didn't know each other before..."
At seven or eight o'clock, so to speak, not long after they left Baimao's room, Baimao left.
"Auntie, do you know where she went?" Xiaolan asked helplessly while lying on the front desk in a hurry.
"This...I don't know," the landlady said, seeing that Xiao Lan was not in a good state, her tone became much gentler, "Little girl, is it okay?"
Xiaolan lowered her hands dejectedly.
Bai Mao is gone.
There is a possibility that he will never find her again.
"I have registered a contact information here, would you like to try to contact me?" the landlady said in a friendly way.
Telephone?
Xiaolan raised her head, as if she had found a glimmer of hope.
A few minutes later, when a cold "Sorry, the number you dialed is unavailable" rang on the other end of the phone, Xiaolan's last glimmer of hope was shattered.
"Why is it still an empty number..." The landlady mumbled and put the phone back, "By the way, little girl, didn't she leave you a letter? Maybe it contains her contact information."
letter.
Xiaolan almost forgot about the letter that had been holding in her hand. She raised the letter and looked at it.
There was not a single word on the envelope, it was light and airy, and the opening of the envelope was not sealed, but simply folded.
Xiaolan opened the envelope and poured out the contents.
It's that family photo.
Before Bai Mao left, he left this photo to them.
Xiaolan feels that she should be happy, but...
There is no contact information for Bai Mao inside.
"No?" The landlady looked curiously, "Is this... a photo?"
"Yeah." Xiaolan agreed vaguely and put the photo back again.
"Don't be too sad," the proprietress comforted, "we will meet again if we are destined to meet again."
This sentence is light and airy.
This time, it was supposed to be their reunion.
"If it really doesn't work..." the proprietress said, "You can just go to Qiaomei Temple and make a wish, and she will contact you to make a wish. Qiaomei Temple is very accurate... By the way, I remember you went to Qiaomei Temple yesterday.
There’s no temple, right?”
Xiaolan nodded weakly, "We're going."
"Did you make a wish?" the landlady asked with a smile, "Is it accurate?"
Xiaolan also tried her best to smile and said, "Very accurate."
"That's okay," the landlady said, "Look, there's a way... Little girl, don't cry and look sad. It's late at night. Look, you're so sleepy that you have dark circles under your eyes. Go upstairs and go to bed."
Bar."
Xiaolan obediently agreed and walked slowly towards the stairs.
"Auntie," Xiaolan turned around and asked before going up the stairs, "Have you had another nightmare?"
"I haven't done it since last time," the landlady said, "but now I'm not afraid even if I do it. I don't feel scared anymore. I just feel sorry for that young man."
It seems that what Lao Luo said is right. Before the problem is completely solved, Brother Zhuge's spirit may not appear easily again.
"That's good," Xiaolan actually didn't know what she was talking about, "Auntie, I'm going back to bed. You can go to bed too. Good night..."
Xiaolan dragged her steps and walked up the stairs.