305 is Xu Qiao
"......So fast." Song Yu was stunned.
Lan Lin opened her door and stared at her in disbelief. "You call this fast? It's been almost a month. If there wasn't a problem with their machine, it would have been fixed in a few days."
"When I told you to take it to someone else's house, didn't you want to?" Lan Lin laughed at her. "Why, are you feeling homesick?"
Song Yu didn't say anything, but just opened the door and was about to enter the room.
Lan Lin reacted and slammed the door, not letting her in. "No, why don't you seem happy at all?"
"Isn't the result after washing still not ideal? I guess you can't see anything." Song Yu said, then he entered the house and fell face down on the sofa, looking like he had a headache.
"It's not necessarily bad. What if we can see people's faces clearly?" Lan Lin said nonchalantly.
Then, she ignored Song Yu who was still lying on the sofa and went straight to the kitchen to open the durian. As soon as she stepped into the kitchen, it was incredibly clean. She noticed something and turned her head to observe the entire space, which was also incredibly clean.
But based on her understanding of Song Yu, it was impossible for the room to be kept so clean. Thinking of the scene when Song Yu just walked in, she quickly moved to Song Yu's side and asked, "What did you have for lunch today?"
Song Yu had been playing at Xu Qiao's place these past few days, and now he was relaxing. He was almost asleep on the sofa. Hearing this, he opened his eyes drowsily and replied, "We're having stewed pork ribs."
Lan Lin turned around to look for any trace of the pork rib soup, but he couldn't find a single pot of water. It seemed like there hadn't been a fire in this room for a long time.
"Takeout?"
As soon as these words came out, Song Yu's heart was instantly hanging in the air. She still looked dazed and responded, "Yes, I don't cook."
"Oh, I forgot you don't cook." Lan Lin muttered, relieved, "Then why does your house look like it's completely free of household garbage? It's so clean."
Song Yu lay on the sofa with her arms across her face, her expression embarrassed and a little guilty. Yesterday, Xu Qiao came to her house and when he left, he just cleaned up and took away all the garbage. If she had known earlier, she would have let him leave some garbage in the trash can.
There was a burst of clattering noises in the kitchen, and soon Lan Lin ran out excitedly, picked up a large plate of durian, and ate it happily while watching TV. Song Yu was dissatisfied with everything about her, and was thinking about the unfinished puzzle at Xu Qiao's place. So he stretched out his leg and kicked her, "What are you doing here today? If you have nothing to do, just eat the durian and leave. I have something to do later."
"?" Lan Lin turned around and asked curiously, "You're the type who rarely leaves the house during the holidays, so how come you still have things to do today? Didn't you just come back from outside?"
"......" She turned her face away and hummed, "Anyway, there is something."
Seeing that she was unwilling to say more, Lan Lin really thought that something was wrong, so he simply said, "Then go and do your thing. You have to come back after you finish your work, right? I'll play at your house and have dinner with you."
"......" Song Yu had no choice but to take out his phone and send a message to Xu Qiao, "I'm not coming over tonight."
The message came back quickly, "Okay, I'll wait for you to come tomorrow."
[Song Yu: Oh, is my tablet with you? There's something on it. Please send it to me. The password is 138794.]
Xu Qiao received the message, stood up from his desk, and looked around, spotting the tablet on the sofa. He walked over and texted her to confirm where the item she'd mentioned was. He then picked up the tablet and entered his password. As soon as he entered the page, a message popped up on WeChat: "Hello, the film has been developed. Please check the electronic file."
He paused, subconsciously wanting to swipe away the message, but accidentally clicked on it.
Song Yu received the message at the same time, and his hands were faster than his brain to immediately click on the dialog box.
The photos were sent to her in the form of a network disk. With sweaty palms, she entered the retrieval password given by the merchant. The moment she clicked confirm, she realized how violently her heart was beating.
The second before the photo was about to appear, she covered the screen with her hand and dared to let go after a while. She clicked on the large pictures one by one, starting from the first one. The picture was indeed not very clear as Lan Lin said. The whole photo seemed to be covered with a layer of light mist, but at least she could see the general content of the picture.
There are not many photos, just over 20 in total. His finger slid slowly across the screen. The first few photos were some travel photos. This film camera was probably bought by him specifically for traveling. When he was halfway through sliding, human figures began to appear in the picture.
It was a family photo with a big blessing tree as the background, with a tall and majestic father, a beautiful and gentle mother, and a boy standing between them with an upright posture and a smile on his face.
This was the first time Song Yu was so close to 305's real face, but the photo was too blurry. She subconsciously used two fingers to zoom in on the photo. 305's blurry face filled the entire narrow screen. She leaned closer to the screen and tried to see 305's facial features clearly, but there was no way. The more she zoomed in on the face, the less clear it seemed. After staring at it for a while, Song Yu gave up and zoomed the entire picture back to normal size.
She looked at the entire picture carefully again and finally understood why she had a familiar feeling from the beginning. The background of the photo was the blessing tree in Haicheng. She had also stood under that tree, praying to find him smoothly.
Unexpectedly, by some strange coincidence, they stood together in two different time and space.
She still remembers clearly the reason why 305 was admitted to the hospital. Her parents died in a car accident. She has stress disorder and wears bandages on her face all day long and doesn't want to see anyone.
From the time he entered the sanatorium to the time he left, his stress disorder has never improved, and it has even worsened due to the harsh living environment there. I don’t know how he is doing now. Song Yu raised his head and thought absentmindedly, he should have recovered.
She began to slide her fingers back, and the pictures that followed were all black, and she could hardly tell what was in the pictures. She guessed that it might be the solitary confinement cell where she was imprisoned.
The pictures were all black for many consecutive times. The fingers slid back faster and faster, and finally a colorful picture appeared. It seemed that the sun was very bright on the day of the shooting. There was a girl wearing white clothes, standing in front of a green plant by the wall. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders. She crossed her hands on her chest and tilted her head slightly, as if she was considering whether to water the green plant. Her face could not be seen clearly, but Song Yu knew that it was her.
She could no longer recall the specific circumstances, but vaguely remembered that she had just been released from solitary confinement that day. She was in a bad mood and was standing under the wall, wondering what the chances were of her climbing over without being caught. However, before she could act, she heard a click behind her. Turning around, she saw 305 standing not far away, and her heart sank.
She walked over slowly and whispered as they passed by: "Don't blame me for destroying you if you dare to tell anyone."
He didn't react much at that time, he just lowered his head and turned sideways to let her go first. Not long after that, he came to her about the recorder.
Seeing this photo, Song Yu felt mixed emotions and didn't know how to react. It turned out that he had just taken a photo of her at that time.
The following photos were all of her, in various states of being: sleeping, walking, and it was vaguely apparent that the last picture was taken from a distance. One could only vaguely make out that it was a building, with narrow balconies that looked like closed pigeon cages. However, Song Yu knew that the center of the picture was not the balconies, but her standing on them.
That was the last time they saw each other.
Her heart seemed to be tightened by a pair of invisible hands. After looking at the photos, she was in a trance for a while. She just wanted to find clues about 305, but she didn't expect that most of the photos here were of her. She raised her head and let out a long breath, her expression a little confused.
With his arm holding the phone hanging by his side, he sat quietly for a long time. Lan Lin sat in front of him unconsciously, completely unaware of the turbulent waves in the hearts of the people behind him.
Suddenly, the cell phone in Song Yu's hand vibrated. It was Duan Qin calling.
"Hello?"
Duan Qin's voice on the other end was very mysterious. "I have something to talk to you about. Come over right now."
No matter how much Song Yu asked on the phone, she kept an attitude that said you'll know once you get here, and refused to reveal anything.
So Song Yu grabbed her clothes, put them on, and left. Before leaving, she said to Lan Lin, "I'm going out. If you want to leave, please close the door."
Lan Lin waved his hand indifferently without even turning his head, "I understand."
She hurried downstairs and stood on the roadside to hail a taxi with her cell phone. She had already driven her car back and returned it to Song Qixing. She didn't want to use anything belonging to this man anymore.
Soon, the car she called stopped in front of her and she opened the door to get in.
A voice suddenly came from the side, "Where are you going?"
Following the voice, she turned her head and saw Xu Qiao standing not far away, looking at her with a bottle of water in his hand. She turned her head to look at the convenience store where Xu Qiao had just walked out, and said, "I'm going to find my friend. You... come to the convenience store near my house to buy some water."
"I came to see you." Xu Qiao paused, as if he didn't know what to say next. "If you're busy, go ahead. I'll go back first..."
"......" Song Yu's expression changed, and he hesitated for a while, "Then you can go with me."
After saying that, he grabbed Xu Qiao's wrist without saying anything and got into the car.
Her home was not far from Duan Qin's, and the car soon stopped in front of the hospital.
Seeing that the car was parked at the hospital, Xu Qiao's expression remained unchanged. She followed Song Yu obediently to the door of a room with a sign that read "Psychological Counseling Room". Before Song Yu could speak, Xu Qiao said to her, "I'll wait for you outside."
"good."
At this moment, Song Yu's heart seemed to have not yet calmed down from the photo just now, and it was beating very fast in her chest. She took a deep breath, stood there to calm herself down, then opened the door in front of her and stepped in.
It was the doctors' break time and there was no one in the corridor. When Song Yu walked in, only Duan Qin was there.
When she entered, Duan Qin seemed very busy. The whole room was filled with the sound of her keyboard clacking. When she saw her come in, she looked up at her and said, "Since you're here, please sit down first. I'm a little busy now."
Song Yu stood in front of the window bored. This was the first floor, and there was a large transparent window facing the door, through which one could clearly see the lush green plants outside.
After Duan Qin finished his work, he raised his hand and called her, "Come and sit down quickly. Do you know why I called you here?"
Song Yu turned around without saying anything, just staring at her.
Duan Qin didn't feel annoyed by being looked at like this. She just smiled and then pulled the person to the computer to see what she had just made.
"Ding-ling-ling~"
Looking at the incoming call page displayed on his phone, Song Yu pulled his hand away and said, "Wait a minute, I'll take a call."
"Hello? Yeah, it'll be a while." "Go shopping, yeah, I'll call you back when I'm done."
After Song Yu hung up the phone, Duan Qin curiously leaned over and asked, "Why? You didn't come alone today?"
"No, I was afraid he would be bored, so I asked him to go out for a walk." Song Yu put away his phone. "Okay, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Duan Qin was just about to speak when he saw a tall boy passing by the window. From this angle, Duan Qin could only see his superior brow bones and high nose bridge. He was a little lazy with his hands in his pockets and his eyes lowered. Something on the side of the road seemed to have attracted his attention and he stopped.
Duan Qin saw that he was lowering his head as if he was about to bend down, but unexpectedly the boy raised his head without warning, and his eyes met Duan Qin's eyes directly.
Duan Qin's heart was shocked, "These eyes, this face..."
Before Duan Qin could make any move, a smile appeared on his originally expressionless face and he waved at them.
"......" Duan Qin was sure that he didn't recognize her. She glanced at Song Yu, who was studying a drawing on the table with his head down and his back to the window. Duan Qin took a long time to react, so it could only be -
"......What? It turns out you two have been together for a long time." Duan Qin said to Song Yu in surprise.
"Huh? What do you mean?" Song Yu turned around and asked.
Duan Qin raised his finger and pointed out the window, then turned his head to look at her——
"...The person standing outside the window looks exactly like 305."
"? What are you talking about?" Song Yu turned his head unconsciously in the direction of Duan Qin's finger.
At that moment, the world was completely silent, and the only sound in her ears was the pounding of her heart in her chest. She opened her mouth but her throat seemed to be blocked by cement and no sound came out.
"That's why I called you here. I went through so much trouble to contact the person who previously kept the records. She just sent me a photo of 305. They really do look exactly like each other. If you don't believe me, come and see."
There was a voice muttering something in her ear, but Song Yu could not hear it clearly. She broke free from Duan's quilt and tried to pull her hand, then walked slowly to the window.
My fingers tapped lightly on the glass, as if I were touching the cold window and drawing the face of the person outside the window. When I looked at him, it seemed as if all the surging emotions before, the sour, sad, heartbroken, and belatedly realized emotions, had a real place to go in this person.
Xu Qiao stood outside the window unconsciously.
Seeing her looking at him, he bent down, picked up the orange kitten beside him, raised a kitten paw and waved at her with a smile on his face.
Those emotions instantly multiplied a hundredfold and a thousandfold at this moment and hit her violently. She felt her heart so aching that she could hardly breathe.
It turned out to be you. It turned out to be you.
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