Chapter 70: The Song of Taotie (10) Sisyphus’s Pie. …
When Wei Yuanye heard these familiar words, he looked up and saw Zhang Deng also looking at him.
Wei Yuanye said, "Yeah."
This is what Wei Yuanye told Zhang Deng, and Zhang Deng has always remembered it: "If you have a thought, your mind will collapse."
As long as a person makes a choice at a certain point, countless worlds will collapse. But sometimes, not choosing is also a choice.
When people are under great external pressure, they are naturally lazy. This lack of choice will be exacerbated by the huge impact of the collapse of desires and become a catastrophic expression, thus giving rise to self-destruction.
Zhang Deng asked Huang Jingjing: "Have you come into contact with anyone?"
Huang Jingjing seemed bewildered, so Zhang Deng asked again, "Has anyone ever told you anything about desire, obsession, or anything like that?"
Huang Jingjing frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "I signed up for a video course that taught me all this."
"Bai Yan?"
Huang Jingjing said: "No."
"This?" Wei Yuanye picked up the phone and saw a young woman on the screen.
Huang Jingjing confirmed: "It's her."
"Who is this?"
Wei Yuanye said: "Bai Yan's apprentice."
"How did you know?" Zhang Deng suddenly realized, "Did you go to see him just now?"
Zhang Deng now has a feeling that he and Wei Yuanye don't need to say much to know what each other is thinking and doing. They have reached an amazing tacit understanding, so much so that people around them seem to be watching their conversation at several times the speed.
Li Mai said, "Who are you looking for? Bai Yan?"
"I became his disciple," Wei Yuanye said. "I didn't see him in person. I saw this disciple."
Wei Yuanye indeed acted quickly, which also made Zhang Deng realize that during the entire mission, although Zhang Deng seemed to have done a lot of things, Wei Yuanye was the one who always hit the key points.
Wei Yuanye was just like that. He didn't do anything unnecessary, and he didn't say anything superfluous, which made Li Mai think he was just a silent companion. This was a form of keeping a low profile, and Zhang Deng felt he might never be able to acquire this kind of temperament in his lifetime.
Zhang Deng asked, "What did you find?"
"I only left my contact information," Wei Yuanye said, "and then you called me."
Li Mai listened while stuffing food into her mouth. She ate with great relish and said, "Is that why I love eating so much because of that ad?"
"I'm more inclined to believe that you really love to eat," Zhang Deng said, feeling helpless as he looked at her. "You're just too indulgent."
Li Mai pointed at him with his chopsticks and criticized him: "If all my friends think of me like this, then fate is too cruel to me."
Zhang Deng apologized immediately.
"The main problem now is to contact your sister," Zhang Deng said, "She could be in great danger."
Li Mai shrugged and said, "Besides calling her, I can't find her."
"You have fans, don't you?" Huang Jingjing said, "Your fans should know, right?"
Wei Yuanye felt strange: "Are you okay?"
Huang Jingjing asked: "How old are you?"
Wei Yuanye: “…”
"Just kidding." Huang Jingjing smiled.
Huang Jingjing's self-healing ability was not weak, and she quickly recovered her strength. Although she still looked mentally depressed, she no longer spoke of wanting to commit suicide. Li Mai was afraid that she was still depressed, so he insisted that she live with him.
"I don't have work tomorrow anyway," Li Mai said. "Don't tell Liu Bo about this. She's been incredibly busy these past few days."
Zhang Deng and Wei Yuanye also had some things to do, so they left together after dinner.
Before leaving, Li Mai walked him out and asked, "Are you... the police?"
"We are refugees of this era," Zhang Deng said. "Don't worry about it. If you have any questions, come to us and we will serve you wholeheartedly."
As the two walked out of the community, Zhang Deng felt that he was in love again. He admired Wei Yuanye very much, but he didn't want to talk about the same old things anymore, as it would make him seem like he had no independent personality.
Wei Yuanye said, "You did a great job today."
"Hmm?" Zhang Deng immediately smiled. "Really?"
Wei Yuanye asked, "You reacted quickly. Is your shoulder injured?"
Zhang Deng was stunned for a moment. He didn't even pay attention to his shoulder. He used too much force when he pushed the door open, which caused him to feel pain all the time. Maybe his movements were a little strange when he was moving, so he was discovered by Wei Yuanye.
Zhang Deng asked, "Do you love me very much?"
"That's a silly question," Zhang Deng said with a smile, "I know it. It's okay, you don't have to answer. I know you love me."
Wei Yuanye said, "You already know, why are you asking?"
"Suddenly I became stupid."
Wei Yuanye: "I may not be as good as your definition of love."
"No," Zhang Deng said, "I don't have any..."
For the first time, Wei Yuanye interrupted Zhang Deng: "I'm learning."
Every time Zhang Deng expressed his famous views on love and made his own declarations of love, Wei Yuanye was learning from him. There was no need for Zhang Deng to lower his standards for love for Wei Yuanye, or to suffer injustice for the sake of so-called fairness. Wei Yuanye's love was silent and turbulent. He didn't understand it, but he could learn.
This was also Zhang Deng's first lesson to Wei Yuanye: men are never born knowing how to love; all men who know how to love begin by imitating others poorly. Love is a heavy and complex subject, not something that comes easily.
Zhang Deng sniffed and said, "Can I make a request?"
"What?"
Zhang Deng said, "Can you... accompany me to get a perm when you have time?"
Wei Yuanye: “…”
"That's it?" Wei Yuanye frowned slightly, looking unusually confused. "Perm your hair?"
Zhang Deng rubbed his curly hair and said, "My hair has grown long and I haven't had time to perm it. I thought you might be bored, but I can't find anyone to go with me, and I don't really want to go myself."
When he talked about these things, he always felt uneasy, so he mumbled a lot.
Zhang Deng didn't dare to bother Wei Yuanye with anything. He always felt that if he kept making requests, Wei Yuanye would feel annoyed.
Wei Yuanye said, "Okay."
Zhang Deng was still struggling: "If you don't want to go, you don't have to—"
Wei Yuanye said, "Shut up."
The world is quiet.
Wei Yuanye felt insecure that night because of Zhang Deng's request. When the two of them were heading to the studio opened by Bai Yan, Wei Yuanye was a little absent-minded.
Zhang Deng noticed his condition and praised him, "You did very well."
Wei Yuanye said, "Thank you."
Zhang Deng couldn't understand why Wei Yuanye was emotional. He could only say that humans were so unpredictable.
Wei Yuanye believes that Bai Yan might have kidnapped Li Ya. Even if he didn't kidnap her, Li Ya's disappearance must be related to Bai Yan.
After saying goodbye to Huang Jingjing and Li Mai, the two of them sneaked into Bai Yan's studio. Wei Yuanye had already inquired about the news during the day. Bai Yan's studio was located upstairs from his "bookstore". In order to make friends with his readers, Bai Yan opened a bookstore where book lovers gathered for reading and communication. The room upstairs was even more mysterious. Only his close confidants could enter and exit, take care of his sleep and wake up, and listen to his lectures by his side.
Zhang Deng wanted to avoid Wei Yuanye's prejudice against writers, so he explained on the way: "We normal writers wouldn't be like this."
"This is teaching," Zhang Deng said. "It's something only a very energetic person can do. I think it even has a bit of a cult vibe to it. It's quite scary."
Wei Yuanye said, "You can't do it either."
"Why?" Zhang Deng was dissatisfied with this lack of recognition. "Do you think I'm incompetent?"
Wei Yuanye said, "Bai Yan is very rich, and he distributes the book at his own expense."
"Ah," Zhang Deng said decisively, "I really can't do it."
Zhang Deng was indignant: "Why are you still doing this when you're so rich?"
"I don't know where the money comes from." Wei Yuanye said casually.
Zhang Deng thought he was agreeing with him, so he said, "That's right, who knows if money comes easily?"
Wei Yuanye said: "I really don't know where it came from."
Zhang Deng: "Okay, I understand you."
"..." Wei Yuanye said, "What I mean is, he used to be a teacher in the town. It seems that one day he suddenly became rich. I don't know where the money came from."
Zhang Deng fell silent.
Zhang Deng said a little embarrassedly: "Oh, okay then."
Wei Yuanye said: "You are right."
Zhang Deng was completely broken-hearted: "Yes, I'm not afraid to assume the worst of people. I'm a complete mean person."
Wei Yuanye saw that Zhang Deng’s defense was broken and laughed.
The two of them arrived at the place unknowingly. When Zhang Deng saw this simple, stylish and sophisticated two-story villa, his eyes became even redder.
Zhang Deng asked, "How do I get in?"
"Is it going to be smashed?"
"Are there any tools?"
Wei Yuanye smiled and picked up a stone, then smashed the surveillance camera above his head with a basketball shooting motion. Then he took out a black object from his pocket and used some skillful force to twist the lock off.
Zhang Deng asked, "What is that thing?"
Wei Yuanye: "Scare you."
Zhang Deng tried to grab his hand, but Wei Yuanye had no choice but to give it to him and went to open the door himself. Zhang Deng saw that it was a pistol.
Zhang Deng asked, "How did you get this? Why don't I have this?"
"A pistol is a highly lethal firearm," said Wei Yuanye.
Zhang Deng didn't understand: "So why don't I have it?"
Wei Yuanye: "In other words, anyone holding it can be hurt."
Zhang Deng: "Yeah, why don't I have it? I really need to protect myself."
Wei Yuanye: "That is to say, if you can't protect yourself and your gun is taken away..."
The rest of the words need no further explanation.
Changing the lights felt ridiculous! A great shame and humiliation.
"Do you still need to doubt my ability to protect myself?" Zhang Deng asked.
Wei Yuanye: "So you don't need it, lest the enemy, who originally only wants to capture you, finds out you have a gun and takes care of you."
I have to say, it’s very reasonable.
The two of them chatted back and forth as they walked up the stairs to the first floor, as if it were their own home.
Zhang Deng probably didn't need to worry about his safety at all because Wei Yuanye was by his side. So in this natural situation, when he looked up and saw a dark shadow on the steps staring at him, he almost rolled down.
Zhang Deng was so frightened that he lost his voice and was stunned. Wei Yuanye patted his shoulder and continued to go upstairs in front of him. As they got closer, the face of the person upstairs was illuminated more clearly by the hazy moonlight. It was a young woman wearing a loose white dress and her long black hair was tied low behind her head.
"Who are you?" the woman asked.
Wei Yuanye felt as if he had returned home. He looked around and asked, "Where is your master?"
"Master is in retreat," the woman looked at him and asked, "Who are you?"
This woman seemed like a robot, unable to feel any emotion. Wei Yuanye obviously thought so too. He grabbed the woman's arm and placed his fingertips on her pulse. He felt the pulse and realized that this was a human, so she was just being mysterious.
Before he could say anything and tell Zhang Deng not to be nervous, a palm wind from the woman came towards him. Wei Yuanye bent down to avoid it, and the hand that was holding her arm pulled it hard, causing the woman to lose her balance and fall towards him. Wei Yuanye dodged and stretched out his leg, tripping the woman to the ground with a "bang". The woman screamed in pain, and Wei Yuanye stepped on her back. Zhang Deng seemed to hear the sound of the floor shaking.
Zhang Deng said, "Be gentle."
"Where is Bai Yan?" Wei Yuanye asked.
Before the woman could speak, Zhang Deng suddenly sensed something and said, "Be careful!"
Without even turning his head, Wei Yuanye pulled out his pistol and fired a shot at the floor behind him. The shot hit the foot of the man who was about to launch a sneak attack, freezing him in place. The glass vase in his hand was still awkwardly held in the air, before it could fall.
The two people were placed on chairs without even a rope tied up. Zhang Deng wanted to tie them up, but he couldn't find any, and it seemed that there was really no need.
Wei Yuanye sat opposite the two of them, holding a gun in his hand, like a bandit.
Zhang Deng said, "You two don't have to be nervous."
He was actually speaking the truth, but in this situation, he looked like a villain playing the good guy. He simulated the situation carefully, and it seemed that nothing he said was right.
"I'm asking this one last time," Wei Yuanye said, his patience running low. "Where did Bai Yan go? Whoever tells me first will live."
Zhang Deng: "Don't be impulsive."
Wei Yuanye loaded the gun and scratched his forehead with the gun tip. This action was extremely familiar to him, even more so than with a gun.
Zhang Deng said, "Come on, tell me... You really don't understand him, Wei Yuanye. Don't make jokes like that."
Zhang Deng acted so realistically because he was not acting at all. He really believed that Wei Yuanye could do such a thing.
If there is one person in this world who doesn't believe in Wei Yuanye, it's Zhang Deng.
Zhang Deng is the only person in the world who consistently believes that Wei Yuanye is a complete lunatic.
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