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The voices in the room gradually faded away, and Lin Nanyan knew that Jiang Qing had fallen asleep.
He pushed open the door and stared at the peaceful sleeping face of the person on the bed for a long time. The girl's breathing was shallow and it seemed that she could finally relax and fall into a deep sleep.
He reached out and placed the phone next to Jiang Qing's pillow on the table. He tucked the quilt for Jiang Qing again and turned away quietly.
After leaving Jiang's house, Lin Nanyue pressed the answer button of the phone, but did not put it to his ear.
The wind, wrapped in a layer of chill, blew across the young man's body, outlining his thin figure.
"Are you done?" he asked.
A cold voice came through the phone, and Li Jiankang was almost as angry as a puffer fish.
"Are you not listening to me again? Let me tell you, Lin Nanyan, I didn't come back to China to be angry with you. If we weren't college classmates, it would be up to me to pay attention to you."
"It's a huge block of ice, enough to freeze a person to death. No wonder you have so few friends. In all these years, no one has cared about your life or death."
As he was speaking, Li Jiankang felt that what he said seemed a bit harsh, so he quickly retracted it.
"I've already taken the kid who fainted from hypoglycemia outside the cafe to the hospital. It's nothing serious. Just keep some candy handy."
He was amazed and said, "I never thought you were so kind-hearted."
"I understand," Lin Nanyan extracted the information he wanted from the nonsense, "hang up."
"Hey, don't." Just kidding, the chance to gossip about Lin Nanyan is so rare, if he doesn't seize it, these boring days will really be boring.
"The girl you're with is the owner of your precious little black dog key? You go back to the country every once in a while for her, right?"
After he finished speaking, he noticed that the person on the other end was about to hang up the phone silently, and his speech speed suddenly became unusually fast. "Am I still your buddy? If you really hang up like this, I will be very sad."
"I'm so sad," Li Jiankang said, tapping away at his phone without stopping. "If you don't say anything, I'll book a flight abroad right away. The next time you need me, that's another story."
Perhaps the threat worked, as Li Jiankang eagerly waited, a faint "Hmm" finally came from the other side.
He was almost crying with joy. Oh my God, after all these years, he finally got the right number.
He said that Lin Nanyan’s precious little black dog key would not have fallen out of thin air, it must have another owner, and he finally caught the little tail.
Just as she was about to share her joy with Lin Nanyan, she lowered her head and found that the call had been hung up.
Li Jiankang: ...
This damn big ice block really made him laugh.
It turned out that he had always thought that this guy was just like that, with a naturally cold face. But today in the cafe, he saw that this guy had two faces.
There was such tenderness and heartache in her eyes, and she even made a pink strawberry cake by herself.
What, doesn't he deserve special treatment?
He wasn't like this when I asked him to help me pretend that my phone number had been transferred.
Li Jiankang punched twice in the air and finally felt relieved.
Never mind, I’ve gotten used to it after so many years.
He strolled leisurely on the streets. It had been a long time since he had returned to China for a stroll, so he took this opportunity to take a vacation.
The sunlight moved from one end of the curtain to the other, and the black hair covered the eyes, which made a little tearful. The person on the bed stretched, lay down and stayed quiet for a while, got up, lay down again, and got up again.
After repeating sit-ups several times, the girl finally opened her sleepy eyes with a messy hair.
After getting up and changing her clothes, Jiang Qing pushed open the bedroom door and saw a young man placing food on the dining table.
Hearing the noise, he turned around and greeted people skillfully.
"Wake up, dinner is just ready. Are you hungry?"
Jiang Qing watched the man coming in and out of her house, as skillfully as if he was the master of the place.
She went into the bathroom in a daze and came out in a daze.
It was not until she picked up a tomato with chopsticks and put it into her mouth that she came to her senses and glanced at the man.
“This is my home.”
"Well, yours," Lin Nanyan said, but his hands did not stop moving. He scooped a bowl of pork rib soup and placed it next to Jiang Qing. "It didn't add much salt."
Jiang Qing chewed something in her mouth, her eyes following Lin Nanyan's movements.
"you……"
Lin Nanyan: "Eat first, and then we can talk about things after we're full."
Jiang Qing closed her mouth and savored the taste. Over the years, Lin Nanyan's cooking skills have improved.
The two finished their meal in harmony. Jiang Qing leaned against the kitchen door, her eyes falling from the young man's rolled-up sleeves to his wrist where blue veins were faintly visible. White foam soaked her fingertips densely and richly. Lin Nanyan lowered his eyes and washed the dishes smoothly and quickly.
After turning off the faucet, he put the plates neatly into the cupboard, wiped his hands, and washed another plate of cherries.
He put the fruit on the coffee table in the living room, then turned around and went to the kitchen to pour hot water. Jiang Qing followed him closely, and when she saw the man put the cup of water on the coffee table, she finally couldn't stand it anymore.
"Are you okay?"
Lin Nanyan knelt on the small couch and looked up at the girl. "Okay."
Jiang Qing: ...
She stood across the coffee table from Lin Nanyan with a menacing look on her face and sat down on the carpet.
"You..." Facing Lin Nanyue's focused gaze, Jiang Qing suddenly felt stuck. She picked up a cherry and threw it into her mouth. Forget it, for the sake of the cherry, business was more important.
"We always thought that Li Qingyun was the murderer of Jiang Qing, but the facts tell us that this is not the case."
Lin Nanyan nodded: "Yes."
Jiang Qing: "After Li Qingyun knew the truth, he might not help Li Liang take the blame, but what if it was his biological sister?"
Lin Nanyan: "He went to prison in place of Zhang Yuexuan."
"That's right," Jiang Qing nodded heavily. "If it was the car accident that caused the tragedy, whether it was intentional or not, Zhang Yuexuan would not have been able to escape imprisonment. But in the end, it was Li Qingyun who went to prison."
"By the way, speaking of that car accident, don't you think it's too much of a coincidence?" She drew three circles on the paper. "Look, you, Chen Heng, and Jiang Qing, just happened to pass by that street on that night, at that exact moment. It's such a terrifying coincidence."
"It's not a coincidence," Lin Nanyan said, "it's an accident."
Jiang Qing gave him a puzzled look and motioned for him to continue.
Lin Nanyan looked at the three circles drawn on the paper and said, "You think it's a coincidence because three people you know happened to be in the same car accident."
Jiang Qing nodded as she listened. Yes, that was what she thought. Why were these three people around her the ones who happened to be the ones to do this?
"But, Jiang Jiang," the young man's voice was faintly magnetic, "in the first timeline, you didn't know Jiang Qing, nor did you know Chen Heng."
It was like a bolt of lightning hitting Jiang Qing's head. Yes, they were actually supposed to be strangers.
Getting to know each other and becoming familiar with each other all took place on other timelines.
Lin Nanyan pointed at the paper and said, "The only thing that can be called a coincidence is that we are all students of Jiangyuan No. 1 Middle School."
Jiang Qing stared blankly at the handwriting on the paper. Lin Nanyue was right. It seemed that it was not a coincidence. She had got the order wrong.
She quickly picked up her pen and crossed out the question. "Okay, next question."
"——Li Liang."
Jiang Qing drew circles around Li Liang one after another.
"This person," she paused, frowning, "if everything that happened before was Li Liang's plan, then it would be logical for Li Qingyun to kill Li Liang after he was released from prison?"
As she spoke, the end of Jiang Qing's voice couldn't help but rise and become a little erratic.
Li Liang is a man with so many schemes, how could he die at the hands of Li Qingyun on the first day he was released from prison?
This is logical, but also a little weird.
"Lin Nanyan," she asked the young man, "Do you know what Li Liang is doing recently?"
Since Jiang Qing was not dead, Li Qingyun would not be imprisoned again, and would not kill Li Liang after being released from prison.
There was no response from above her head. Jiang Qing looked up and realized that the man was distracted.
She coughed loudly, "Lin Dagou, I'm asking you a question."
Lin Nanyan came back to his senses and said, "He's dead."
"What!?" A thunderclap struck, and Jiang Qing was shocked.
"He...how did he die?"
Lin Nanyan picked up his phone and operated it twice, and a picture with white text on a blue background suddenly came into view.
"Li (male, 18 years old) committed suicide by cutting his wrists after drinking. He is cleared of criminal suspicion..."
Jiang Qing was stunned. "18 years old, how could that be?"
That is, less than a year after she left, Li Liang committed suicide, far earlier than the original timeline.
"Jiang Jiang," he pushed the cup of hot water to the girl's hand, "He is destined to die. This is his own choice."
The right temperature came through the wall of the cup. Jiang Qing held the cup without saying a word.
Lin Nanyan sighed lightly. He didn't want to mention this person, but Jiang Qing would always find a way to find out.
"That car accident was a hurdle he would never get over. He wanted revenge on Jiang Qing, and he even exploited and harmed Li Qingyun and Zhang Yuexuan, two innocent relatives he grew up with, without mercy."
"In that case, who is the original culprit in his mind?"
Jiang Qing opened her mouth and said, "He himself."
"Yes," Lin Nanyan looked at the girl's trembling eyelashes and resisted the urge to touch them. "He will die, sooner or later."
Jiang Qing: "So...it's possible that Li Liang had actively planned to die at the hands of Li Qingyun."
Li Nanyan: "We can only guess at the specific situation."
Jiang Qing murmured, "Is it worth it?"
Although she asked this, she knew Li Liang's answer in her heart.
Li Liang was a man so paranoid that he was almost crazy. I'm afraid he would even be smiling when he died.
Little Li Liang never left the Li family courtyard.
When Li Liang grew up, he was forever trapped in the day when his father died in a car accident.
He gulped down a mouthful of water, and the warmth flowed down his throat and all the way to his heart.
"I have one last question."
Jiang Qing took a deep breath, "The recorder and Jiang Qing's hairpin."
"In the first timeline, how did they get to my utility room?"
Lin Nanyan shook his head. “If you don’t remember this, maybe you should ask Aunt Wang.”
"Aunt Wang packed all your things."
Jiang Qing hesitated, "But the timeline has already been covered."
Lin Nanyan looked at the girl quietly, "So, do you still want to ask?"
"Ask!" Jiang Qing answered decisively, "Why not?"
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