There are rarely people like Liang Zhe in the cafe who are dressed in dirty clothes and covered in mud.
The waiter looked sideways at him, and the surrounding customers cast curious and disgusted glances.
Liang Zhe was sitting by the window, staring at the coffee cup in front of him, with a calm expression and focused eyes, turning a blind eye to all the complexity around him. When Pang Yi walked into the cafe, Liang Zhe noticed immediately that Pang Yi was tall and thin, with a gentle appearance, wearing a pair of tall glasses and a blue short-sleeved shirt. He was clean and decent. Pang Yi looked around but didn't see Liang Zhe. When he was about to call Liang Zhe, Liang Zhe raised his hand and shouted.
When Pang Yi got closer, he recognized Liang Zhe and couldn't help but be surprised.
"What's wrong with you?" Pang Yi looked at Liang Zhe up and down.
"Did some physical work." Liang Zhe pushed the coffee in front of Pang Yi, "Here's some for you."
"I'm quite surprised to receive your call." Pang Yi found that many people were looking at them. He twisted in his chair awkwardly and faced the window to one side. "Do you have a problem with me?"
"Five years ago, half an hour before Yangyang disappeared, what were you doing?" Liang Zhe stared into Pang Yi's eyes.
"This... I've said it many times." Pang Yi stroked the heavy frame.
"I want to hear it from your own mouth again."
"I was in the tent at the time and came out when I heard your shouts."
"Can anyone prove it?"
"Feng Yuan also came out of the tent at that time, and the police have confirmed it." Pang Yi leaned forward and raised his voice slightly, "Liang Zhe, I came out to see you as a brother. If you still ask this, I can't gone."
Liang Zhe looked at Pang Yi's face. At this moment, he was extremely convinced that Pang Yi was lying, but Pang Yi said it so confidently. Liang Zhe still remembers that the first person he met in college was Pang Yi. At that time, Pang Yi was shy, liked literature, and had an artistic temperament. Deng Zhongquan only joined them in the second half of the semester. He has always felt that he and Pang Yi are more like the same kind of people. They are both from rural areas and have similar childhood experiences. Deng Zhongquan is from the city and his pocket money in college is twice as much as the two of them combined. Although Deng Zhongquan never showed a sense of superiority, invisible barriers always existed. In terms of friendship, he and Pang Yi had a deeper relationship and a longer relationship.
In the past five years, he has lost all his friends, but he still has a trace of thoughts about Pang Yi.
Now, even this thought has completely disappeared.
He was disappointed, more distressed, but also more relaxed. He originally wanted to ask a few more questions, but finally decided not to. He stood up and walked out without looking back.
As soon as he went out, Liang Zhe received a text from his wife: I will follow Pang Yi. You go to the entertainment square in the community and wait for me. If I haven't gone at ten o'clock in the evening, you go home and pick me up at Pang Yi's house tomorrow morning.
Liang Zhe nodded. After walking out a few meters, he looked at his wife's mobile phone. The airdropped contacts were gone. He stopped and instinctively wanted to return to the cafe and connect with his wife. He was worried that her wife would be trapped somewhere. If he couldn't find a way home, he would lose his wife forever, but soon, reason would overcome his emotions.
Pang Yi was surprised by Liang Zhe's sudden departure. Many people's eyes followed Liang Zhe's dirty back out of the cafe. He looked out the window, picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip. It was the taste he liked. .
Seeing Liang Zhe crossing the road, Pang Yi took out his mobile phone and dialed Feng Yuan's number.
"Liang Zhe met me just now. He was very nervous." Pang Yi spoke first.
"Call the goddess."
"I forgot about it in a hurry, my goddess." Pang Yi covered his mouth with his palm and lowered his voice.
"what did he say?"
"I just asked me where I was when Yangyang disappeared five years ago. I didn't ask anything else, but I feel like something is wrong with him this time."
"What's wrong?"
"It's hard to say. He was covered in mud and dirty. He looked like a ghost. I almost couldn't recognize him."
"I think he's going crazy, just ignore him."
"Okay. By the way, I waited until midnight last night, why didn't you come?"
"I can come if I want to, but I can't come if I don't want to."
"You made me wait all night and got caught in the rain. You are so mean."
"Continue tonight." Feng Yuan chuckled twice and hung up the phone.
Feng Yuan's soft and charming laughter tickled Pang Yi's heart. He took a sip of coffee to calm down his mind and scanned the surroundings through the thick glasses, remaining alert but also with a hint of excitement. Five years ago, at the dinner party on Yangyang's seventh birthday, everyone was sitting together. Feng Yuan put her white feet on his lap under the table. He will always remember when he looked at the person sitting next to him in shock. When he met Feng Yuan, Feng Yuan looked at him with a rosy complexion and a smile. Feng Yuan's peach blossom eyes seemed to have hooks, which hooked his soul at that moment. It was from that day that he committed adultery with Feng Yuan, right under He Ranran's nose. The tension made his blood boil. From that moment on, he became obsessed with this feeling and Feng Yuan. .
Pang Yi asked the waiter to seal the coffee, package it and take it home.
When she opened the door, she heard He Ranran's angry scolding. She was tutoring her son in his studies, but the courses for junior high school students were not something ordinary people could tutor. Her son couldn't figure it out, and she couldn't figure it out either. She would get angry when she got anxious, and she would make a fuss when she got angry. , leaving all the big and small things aside. Listening to He Ranran's pungent voice, Pang Yi felt guilty and his steps slowed down. He thought that He Ranran was once a delicate flower more than ten years ago, speaking softly and smiling without showing his teeth, okay? How did she turn into the shrewd woman she is now? It's really sad and sighing.
The sound of He Ranran's slippers sounded like weights hitting the floor.
When He Ranran walked out of the study, Pang Yi raised the coffee in his hand high.
"What are you doing?" He Ranran's voice was hoarse.
"Honey, thank you for your hard work. I bought this coffee just for you." Pang Yi's face was hidden behind the coffee cup.
"This makes me so angry!" He Ranran took the coffee, tore open the seal and took a big gulp, "Why is he so stupid!"
He Ranran was referring to their son Pang Jinjin, who was thirteen years old and had just entered junior high school.
Pang Yi sneered, said nothing, and walked sideways into the living room.
"I'm just worried that he will follow you. I think he will just follow you. He doesn't want to make progress, is content with the status quo, and is too lazy to do anything!" He Ranran followed Pang Yi, his mouth like a machine gun placed on the back of Pang Yi's head. , began to pop up, "Did you know that Deng Zhongquan is moving tomorrow, to a large flat in the city center, and also bought a villa in the suburbs. He lives in the flat on weekdays and goes to the countryside for vacation on Sundays. You and he are the same At work, people are getting promoted step by step, and life is getting better day by day, but why are you retreating every year? I think you don’t want to go to work, you can just drive an online ride-hailing service and earn more than working!"
Pang Yi quickly played the song in his head and played a song called "The Heroic Song".
"Forget it if you can't work well, you can't do housework either, you're clumsy, you break things, you can't help with homework, your brains are eaten by pigs, look at this house, I'm not running everything, what can you do?! "He Ranran took two big sips of coffee, and stabbed Pang Yi in the back of the head, causing Pang Yi to stagger.
A familiar melody sounded in Pang Yi's mind: The river flows eastward, and the stars in the sky join the Beidou.
He Ranran sat down on the sofa and crossed his legs.
Pang Yi turned his head and saw He Ranran's two thick legs swaying randomly in the air, and saw He Ranran's oval-shaped thumbs tilting upwards. He smiled in his heart, and the familiar melody continued to play: Say Let's go, you have everything, I have everything. While playing songs, he went to the storage room to get fishing equipment.
"Going fishing again?" He Ranran frowned dissatisfied and shot two sharp glances.
"First go to drive an online taxi, and then go fishing. We will sell part of the fish and keep some for ourselves. The fish in the reservoir are all grown by ourselves and are fresh." Pang Yi said to He Ranran seriously.
"Okay." He Ranran waved his hand, "I smell fishy when I come back. I can't even think about going to bed or sleeping on the sofa."
"I know." Pang Yi grinned, "I can sleep anywhere, I guarantee it won't affect you."
Pang Yi finished playing a song, took the fishing gear, and left home.
After walking out of the house, he stroked the mirror frame and straightened his collar. Before entering the elevator, he couldn't wait to send a message to Feng Yuan: See you at the same place tonight.
After a while, Feng Yuan replied with a photo. He clicked on it and saw that it was Feng Yuan's feet. They were white and tender, with smooth insteps, five nails of five colors, dazzling, and two fish-eyed eyes behind his lenses. Her eyes flashed with excitement, and she pursed her lips and asked Feng Yuan: Can you eat this foot?
