Shanyue doesn't know what's going on

Chapter 2
When Xiang Yuan returned to Ye's house, he took out the key and opened the door. Aunt Yang, the old nanny who had served Ye's house for more than ten years, took a month's leave because of her son's marriage. It doesn't matter if she doesn't have an attitude, she can go as long as she likes.

After entering the door, before turning on the lights, the two-story building was as dark as a nightmare, but Xiang Yuan was not afraid of the dark. She was a child who grew up in the mountains. When she was young, she walked through countless night roads in the dark.At that time, Qianze used to walk on her left side, always like to keep asking: Xiangyuan, why haven't we arrived where we are going?
Qian Ze is two months older than her, and also a boy, who knows that she is more afraid of the dark than her, but this is not surprising, no child in Li Village is more daring than Xiang Yuan, only she dares to accompany her. Watching Ye Qianze climb over two wilderness hills in the middle of the night, he hiked to a stream to fish.In the middle of the night, in the lower reaches of the mountain stream, it is the time when eels are most likely to take the bait. Several times, Qianze has caught stream eels that are more than two feet high.

Xiang Yuan remembered one time, when the two of them were walking, the torch burnt to the end, struggled and jumped a few times, and then went out in the cool mountain wind, and the surroundings were enveloped in a gloomy, seemingly impenetrable atmosphere. black.Qian Zechang took a deep breath and stopped, Xiang Yuan grabbed his hand and said, "What are you afraid of, I can walk to where I want to go on this road with my eyes closed." She led him faster and faster, The sound of messy footsteps concealed her nervous heartbeat. In fact, she was not so calm. In the mountains at night, apart from the pheasants with feathers that ran through the bushes from time to time, there were also some ferocious little animals. If this is nothing, then the village The mandrill that the old man often had in his mouth made the two teenagers even more frightened.

Going around a dirt slope in front, there are two faint lights flickering under the thick black shadow. In such a deserted wilderness, this slight light of fire is more strange and gloomy than the complete darkness.Qian Ze's hands were a little cold, the place where the two hands were clasped was wet and slippery, and it was unknown who was sweating.

"Xiang Yuan, what is that?" His voice was like a whisper.

Xiang Yuan shook and walked away, saying that he didn't know either.

"Then let's go quickly." This time it was Qian Ze who pulled her forward.She broke away from Qianze, she was different from him, every time he encountered a problem that he couldn't face, he always liked to go around, but she preferred to go up to see what happened, even though she was also afraid, but compared to the Suspicion in unknown fear, she is more eager for an answer and result.So she ignored Qianze's obstruction, and walked over cautiously. After a few steps forward, she heard Qianze's footsteps following up.

When the two fires came in front of them, the two of them saw everything around them clearly. It turned out that it was not some will-o'-the-wisp, but someone set up a shrine under a big wild banyan tree to enshrine the statue of Guanyin. The unextinguished fire is but a candle still burning before the shrine.

Most people in the mountains are superstitious. They believe that the ancient banyan tree can communicate with spirits, so it is not uncommon to worship shrines under the tree, but people who are traveling at night will inevitably be shocked.

The clay statue of Avalokitesvara is quite rough, and the blurred facial features can't detect compassion under the background of the fire, but it's a bit scary. After looking at it for a long time, I can't help but feel a little hairy.Qian Ze clasped his hands together and made a symbolic obeisance, but Xiang Yuan ruthlessly stomped out the flame with his feet. Before he could say something was wrong, she had already stepped on the candle under the dead leaves under the tree and crushed it. Fragmented. "The pretentiousness scared me a lot. I hate these weird things the most." She carefully pressed every spark with her toe, and then followed Qian Ze to continue on the road.

For the next part of the road, Qian Ze seemed sullen, unlike talking and laughing like before, she asked a question, and he answered it.Xiang Yuan knew that he was upset about what happened just now. His mother believed in Buddhism, and he also felt awe of these things, but Xiang Yuan loathed these mysterious things. Most of the time, she was willing or not. It's awkward with him, but there are too many differences between them, like he always wants to release them back into the water after catching fish, but she just wants to take them to the town and sell them for a good price.

When I didn't speak, the road seemed extraordinarily long. As soon as I climbed to the top of the mountain, a gap was suddenly opened in the dark clouds, and the clear brilliance of the mountain moon suddenly spread all over the field.

There is nothing more pure than the moonlight in the deep mountains. All the ugly darkness becomes holy in this brilliance, as if they have been reborn after being washed.

"Xiang Yuan, look, the moon is out." Qian Ze patted her hand and looked up at the sky.She knew that he would not be angry for too long, he was always like this, it was too easy to remember good things and forget unpleasant things, a little joy could make him extremely satisfied.For Xiang Yuan, the moon is always in the sky, so it's no surprise when it comes out, but when she looked at Qian Ze's quiet and soft side face, he and the moonlight seemed to be integrated, which made her suddenly feel, This moonlight is indeed too beautiful...

Now in this city, Xiang Yuan didn't know how long he hadn't seen the moonlight, even if he had, it was already eclipsed by the neon lights.She walked up the smooth and cold stair handrails step by step. For some reason, today she was too easy to fall into memories. Maybe it was because of this day, too many people intentionally or unintentionally asked her to look up the past.

The wall next to the stairs was originally covered with photos of the Ye family, including family portraits, Ye Qianze after he was a teenager, his parents, Ye Ling, and Ye Yun.Two years ago, Xiang Yuan asked Aunt Yang to pick up all these photos and put them in the attic. Aunt Yang was the old nanny of the Ye family. She mumbled about this for several days, but she didn't dare to say more in front of Xiang Yuan. What.Why didn't Xiang Yuan know what was going on in her heart, whether she was heartless or heartless, if everyone was gone, what's the point of keeping these photos?
Aunt Yang is getting old, she likes outsiders, she always likes to talk about the Ye family, as if the Ye family is really such a prosperous family, in fact, the real Ye family is only a few people, who die, get sick, leave The ones left, the missing ones disappeared, and in the end, the only thing left was her, an outsider—of course, there were still many people with the surname "Ye" who were eyeing her like a tiger.

On the long corridor at the end of the stairs, the first room is Ye Qianze's study room. When she came here before, she could always see the light coming from the concealed door. The time he spent here was far longer than the time spent by her side .Next to his study is Ye Ling's room. Ye Ling had already died in the second year after Xiang Yuan married into the Ye family. During the few years when Qian Ze was still there, this room became a forbidden place. The door is always closed, and now, even Aunt Yang is unwilling to go in and out of this room unless she has to. Although she brought Ye Ling up, she said that every time she enters this room, she feels a gloomy feeling. of.Xiang Yuan found it ridiculous, she never believed in ghosts and gods, but she remembered Ye Ling's last blood, which dripped all over the ground and covered her hands, with a warm and sweet smell, she couldn't wash it off Lose.No one would like to recall such a memory again and again, so she rarely opened that door.

Qianze's parents used to live in the master bedroom. After their son got married, they moved to the big house facing south. The original Mrs. Ye, who was Qianze's stepmother, also died of bowel cancer two years after her daughter died. In Xiang Yuan's impression, she was a silent woman who taught art at the university. She was not Qian Ze's biological mother, but like everyone in the Ye family, she seemed to have an innate sensibility and gentleness. breath.

The one in the Ye family who resembles Xiang Yuan's family the most over the years is her father-in-law Ye Binglin, but the old man is not in good health. He has shown signs of stroke since last year, and has not come out since he was admitted to the hospital. Now Xiang Yuan basically goes to the hospital every week. One time, he visited the old man's body, and he also gave him a symbolic report on Jiang Yuan's affairs.The members of the Ye family are all gentle and kind-hearted, they don’t compete with others, and they are willing to do good things, but no one has a good ending, which makes Xiang Yuan despise all the gods and Buddhas even more. Even if they exist, they are useless . ——By the way, there is also Ye Yun, who also has the blood of the Ye family on his body. As the youngest son of the Ye family, he has basically moved out of this family after he went to university, perhaps in Xiang Yuan's heart, or in himself It seems that they have never regarded him as a real part of the family.

Xiang Yuan took a shower, sat in front of the dressing table, took out the wallet in the handbag, took out every note in it, went through it carefully, smoothed every tiny crease on it, and then Put it back neatly in your wallet before going to wash your hands and go to bed.

This is a habit she has had since she was a child. She has to count all the cash on her that day before she can conclude the day's affairs. Maybe today she no longer needs to live on every penny like she did when she was a child, but she is a stickler. Or this has become a ritual in her mind, just like Qianze's biological mother must get up early every morning to burn incense and worship Buddha, it has nothing to do with how much you have.

In fact, money is also a warm thing, Xiang Yuan always thought so, with it, she felt that her heart was solid.It is more reliable than most things in the world, one hundred is one hundred, one thousand is one thousand, unlike those illusory things that are difficult to measure; it is more fair than many things, you can get back as much as you pay .

What's wrong with money? At the very least, only when you have money can you be qualified to treat money like dung.How many people are running around and taking risks, it's just for this.She remembered a phone call she received in the office during the day. The secretary answered it. She didn't know who it was. Because the other party mentioned something about Ye Qianze, the secretary didn't dare not pass it on to her.

The man with a hoarse voice said on the other end of the phone, "Mrs. Ye, let's get straight to the point. You must have been concerned about Mr. Ye's whereabouts for a long time. Why don't we make a deal."

Xiang Yuan smiled silently into the receiver at the time. After Qian Ze disappeared, she has received countless calls like this. Some of them secretly extort money, and some of them openly blackmail them. They all want money, and she doesn't mind giving money. , but no one gave her hope.

"It's up to you to make a deal with me." She said to the man like this.

"Just based on Mr. Ye's last call to you, what did he say, don't you not remember?"

Xiang Yuan's smile faded away slowly, how could she forget that phone call, that phone was placed by her bedside, for more than four years, the last number was always kept in the call log. During the [-]-second call, that was the last sentence he said to her, and she would never forget it until she died.

She said to the man as usual: "The phone call you mentioned is worthless. If you really have his whereabouts, you should know how to convince me to trust you. I will wait for you to contact me again."

After Xiang Yuan finished speaking, she hung up the phone. She was well versed in business and knew that sellers were always more impatient than buyers.She didn't know if anyone in this world really knew about Qian Ze's whereabouts, and if she cared about it, she would be confused, so she had to hold her breath.

Before falling asleep, she said to herself, Xiang Yuan, don't dream.

(End of this chapter)