Chapter 29
Chapter 29
Tuesday was a dull day.
It rained in the morning, but the temperature didn't drop at all. The whole city seemed to be locked in a sauna, humid and hot.
"Brother Chen, didn't you tell me to keep an eye on Lin Ruiyang? He resigned not long ago, and now he's said to be doing nothing all day and hanging out in bars."
"Okay, I understand."
Chen Ye hung up the phone and looked back. Little Biscuit was lying on the courtyard aisle, breathing heavily with his tongue out, looking listless and listless.
Shen Ye walked up to it, squatted down, and nodded its head: "What's wrong? Do you miss your mother?"
Little Biscuit raised his eyelids to look at him, and whimpered aggrievedly.
"Little clingy girl." It was a rare weekday when he didn't have to go to the company. Chen Ye glanced at the time. It was two o'clock in the afternoon. Based on his understanding of Shu Yao, he should be at home.
"She didn't come to see you last Sunday, so it makes sense for us to go see her, right?"
Biscuit rubbed the back of his hand.
It seems that I agree with his point of view.
He called Shu Yao, but it was unusual that the other party's phone was turned off.
Influenced by his profession as a journalist, Shu Yao has never had the habit of turning off his phone. How could it happen suddenly?
Shen Ye scooped up the biscuits.
"Let's go find mom."
After driving for less than half an hour, Chen Ye parked the car in the parking lot downstairs of Shu Yao's residence.
He carried the biscuit all the way up to the eighth floor, but after pressing the doorbell for a long time, no one answered.
No one is home and the phone is turned off.
This situation has never occurred before.
I rang the doorbell again but no one answered.
The phone is still turned off.
He remembered that when Shu Yao and Zhao Tiantian came to walk the dog, Zhao Tiantian added him on WeChat. He didn't pay attention to it at that time, but now, probably no one knows Shu Yao's whereabouts better than Zhao Tiantian.
He found Zhao Tiantian's profile picture in the friend request list and took the initiative to add her, but three minutes passed and there was no response.
“Click—”
The aunt next door pressed the door handle and came out carrying a garbage bag.
Seeing him, the aunt was stunned for a moment: "Are you looking for the girl next door?"
Shen Ye turned around: "Yes, the one with long hair."
"Oh, Yaoyao, right?" Auntie asked doubtfully, "She moved this morning, didn't you know?"
"Moving? Where to?"
"I don't know about that. I saw some movers coming this morning to move boxes, so I asked them about it, and they said they were moving."
However, I moved this morning, so why is my phone still not turned on?
Thinking of Xu Zhaoli's call just now, Shen Ye's eyes darkened. Although he told himself that the probability was small, he still couldn't help but have some bad speculations.
"Thank you." He quickly entered the elevator, pressed the first floor button, and called Zhao Meir.
The call was answered quickly.
Shen Ye asked: "Do you have Zhao Tiantian's cell phone number?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"Send me a message. My neighbor said Shu Yao moved, but he can't be contacted."
"Didn't she move to the studio in Lishui? That's her master's original studio. You can go directly to the studio to find her."
The elevator "dinged" and reached the ground floor, and Shen Ye's heart finally returned to its original place.
"You also know about her move?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, thanks."
Shen Ye hung up the phone.
Back in the car, he searched for "Yinyuan" on the map, and the destination quickly popped up on the screen.
In less than an hour, the black Maybach raised a cloud of dust in the somewhat shabby parking lot.
There are no tall buildings. Looking around, the wheat fields have been harvested and are empty and a little desolate.
Chen Ye pushed the door and got out of the car. The villagers beside him quickly surrounded him and wanted to collect some parking fees.
The old man held out his hand, his attitude firm: "Twenty."
This parking lot is public and there is actually no parking fee. However, recently some villagers have been charging fees in the parking lot during the day in order to make money.
Some tourists are unaware of the truth and think they are legitimate, while others know the truth but are too lazy to care about the small amount of money, so most of them succeed.
Under normal circumstances, Chen Ye might be the type who is too lazy to care about things.
But at this moment, he was not in the mood to indulge these unreasonable villagers.
He ignored the old man's request for money and was about to leave when he was stopped by the old man. He threatened him with a grim expression: "You are not allowed to leave unless you pay the parking fee."
"Woof!" The little biscuit in Shen Ye's arms suddenly barked at the old man.
The old man was startled and instinctively stepped back.
Shen Ye walked away in a hurry.
The old men and women behind him couldn't catch up with him, and because he had a dog with him, they could only stand there with a stern face and curse.
Built by the water, Yinyuan is a small garden-style building with white walls and black tiles. It is far away from the busiest area of the scenic area and is considered a relatively quiet corner of the scenic area.
The gate was not closed. Next to the path leading to the gate was a carp pond with rockery and tree shadows, and the water was shimmering.
Ningguang Hall behind the carp pond is empty, with the words "under preparation" written on the door. I don't know what they are preparing for.
Chen Ye took a look and walked around the main hall. There was a room at the back called Tingyuxuan. It was not as big as Ningguang Hall. The wooden door was closed, but through the window, he could vaguely see someone sitting at the table, concentrating on his work.
Shen Ye recognized the familiar outline without even looking closely.
He raised his hand and knocked twice on the door with his index finger knuckle.
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"Who is it?"
When Shu Yao heard the knock on the door, he stopped writing in surprise.
It’s only the first day we moved in, could he be our neighbor?
She stood up and opened the door. The moment she saw Shen Ye, she was instinctively stunned for a moment, but soon, this stunnedness turned into surprise: "Why are you here?"
Shu Yao made way for him and closed the door after he came in.
Shen Ye glanced around and saw an antique studio. Although it could not be called luxurious, it was small and exquisite.
The compartment near the door is the reception room, with a mahogany sofa and coffee table against the wall. Beyond the door curtain next to it is the studio. The side windows are open and the walls are hollow, from which you can see the Lishui River that runs through Lishui Town. Occasionally, a boat passes by, and the melodious singing of the boat girls can be heard.
Various tools for filigree inlay were placed on the wooden table, and at the innermost part was a mahogany glass cabinet with some works on display. It was unclear whether they were hers or her master's.
She seemed to be working on a creation. She drew a rough draft with a pencil on the drawing paper. It was an arc, like an ornament, but the prototype was not yet visible, so it was impossible to guess what it was.
Shen Ye handed her the biscuits in his arms: “I’m not going to the company today. I originally wanted to bring biscuits to find you, but my neighbor told me that you moved.”
"Yeah." Shu Yao took it with a smile, hugged it in his arms and explained, "The bedroom is in the back. I thought since I decided to be a full-time craftsman, it would be much more convenient to live here. I made this sudden decision a few days ago. I didn't go to your house over the weekend, so I forgot to tell you."
Shu Yao didn't think it was a big deal. He poured him a glass of water and put it on the table. Then he sat down again and picked up the pencil with his right hand.
Little Biscuit was originally lying on her legs, but he suddenly jumped down.
Returning to Chen Ye, it lay at his ankle, resting its head on the instep of his foot, motionless, as if only in this way did it feel safe.
Shu Yao thought that the dog was not adapting well to the unfamiliar environment, so he did not force him to hold it.
"Why turn off your phone?" Shen Ye asked.
"I don't like to be disturbed when I'm working, so I usually turn off my phone. Did you call me?"
Shu Yao took the phone from the corner of the table and turned it on. As expected, five missed calls from Chen Ye popped up on the screen. She scratched her hair apologetically: "Sorry, I'll send you the landline number of the studio. If you have anything next time, you can call that."
As she spoke, she lowered her head and fiddled with her phone.
When he looked up after sending the number, Shen Ye was squatting in front of the desk, stroking the soft hair on the back of Little Biscuit with his right hand.
His eyes were lowered, and I don’t know what he was thinking.
Shu Yao vaguely sensed that he was not in a good mood. She thought for a moment, stood up, opened the drawer under the shelf, and took out a lollipop.
Lemon mint flavor.
She handed it to him and asked softly, "Do you want to eat it?"
Shen Ye seemed stunned for a moment. After taking it, he lowered his head to unwrap the paper and asked, "Where did it come from?"
"When I was buying breakfast this morning, I passed by a small shop and saw lollipops of this flavor on the cash register, so I bought a few to see how good they were." Shu Yao said with a wry smile, "But maybe it's because of the different brand, this one is a little sour."
Shen Ye stuffed the lollipop into his mouth.
I don’t know if it’s the effect of the candy, but his mood seems to have improved, and there’s a bit of spirit in his eyes.
Shu Yao squatted down and patted Little Biscuit's back gently, a little worried: "It doesn't look very energetic today."
Shen Ye looked lazy and leaned on the workbench: "Maybe it's been too long since I last saw the goddess."
"Why are you so love-brained?" Shu Yao poked its little head.
The phone screen on the table lit up again, and they both turned their heads to look at it, their eyes falling on the string of unfamiliar numbers.
Thinking it was a harassing call, Shu Yao rejected it directly, but the other party did not give up and called again.
Shu Yao had no choice but to press the answer button.
"Yaoyao, I'm Beichuan."
As the voice on the other end fell, the air seemed to freeze.
Shu Yao didn't react for a moment.
Before she could say anything, Zhou Beichuan hurriedly said, "Why did you delete me as your friend? Are you still in Fuchuan recently? Our last meeting was too hasty. When can we have dinner together?"
"I don't have time. Don't call me again." Shu Yao hung up the phone.
Looking up, Shen Ye casually threw the small plastic stick of the lollipop into the trash can, and the sound of candy being crushed was faintly heard in the air.
This was the first time she saw Shen Ye eating a lollipop so impatiently, so she pushed the warm water on the table towards him: "Is it too sour?"
“Yeah.” Shen Ye took a sip of water and said coldly, “This brand is not good.”
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