New clues are hidden in the code names of the stars...
After learning about their past, Wen Zichuan suddenly felt that his own experience was somewhat similar to Liu Shixing's.
The only difference is that he didn't shamelessly ask for it, but at that time, even if he didn't want it, with Cheng Sizhou's personality, he would have given it to him.
"He thought I loved him and cared about him, so I gave him money constantly." Cheng Sizhou was lost in his memories, unknowingly drinking another glass. "In fact, when I helped him apply for the subsidy, I found out that his parents had run away and that he only had an aunt at home. His aunt was unable to work and made a living by picking up trash. I gave the living expenses voluntarily to help ease the burden on him and his aunt, but I didn't tell him out loud to save his face."
Wen Zichuan leaned back, looked up at the starry sky, smiled and sighed.
He thought that the 28-year-old Cheng Sizhou was already very stupid. He didn't even know who he was, but he dared to bring him home. He also helped everyone he met without asking for anything in return.
Unexpectedly, the 20-year-old Cheng Sizhou was even more stupid. He turned his first love into "poverty alleviation" and was finally trapped by "a pinch of rice is a favor, a peck of rice is a grudge" and huge sunk costs for several years.
From the perspective of Cheng's parents, it is really difficult for them to accept themselves. He appears to be a second Liu Shixing, a big liar who always talks about not having a good life and wants Cheng Sizhou to give him a gift.
From Liu Shixing's perspective, although he had a hard life since childhood, he received meticulous care from Cheng Sizhou. Even if he encountered storms in his future life, he would still be attached to the warmth he had given him.
So when Liu Shixing was forced to have no way to escape twice, he would think of the only person in the world who treated him well without asking for anything in return.
Giving up his life in front of Cheng Sizhou was the last dignity he could leave for himself in his undignified life.
"Zichuan, everything I said is true," Cheng Sizhou said, his consciousness already a little fuzzy. "Please stop interrogating me, okay?"
Wen Zichuan sat up, lifted his chin, and made him look at him: "How could I interrogate you? I just asked you, tell me everything, will you feel better?"
Cheng Sizhou turned his head and rubbed his palm aggrievedly: "You know it's a question I don't want to answer, but you still ask it."
Wen Zichuan raised his palm and rubbed it with him: "I'm curious. Besides, I have another question, and I'm not even sure if you want to answer it."
"Well... you ask, and I want to answer. I want to answer all your questions." Cheng Sizhou was a little drunk, and it was the night wind that kept him from falling asleep.
Wen Zichuan knew that he was a very good and kind person. Now he obeyed him in everything. How could he tell whether it was out of a kind habit or out of his true love?
“The question is, why me?”
Cheng Sizhou closed his eyes and pointed upwards.
Wen Zichuan: "Sky?"
Cheng Sizhou shook his head and pointed again.
Wen Zichuan: "Stars?"
Cheng Sizhou smiled: "It's fate. It's destined to be you."
"What do you mean by destiny? Acting in an idol drama?" Wen Zichuan glanced at him and tried to pull his hand back, but was suddenly grabbed by him.
Cheng Sizhou pressed his hand to his heart. In his warm chest, there was indeed something worthless beating wildly: "If you are poor, you should take care of yourself; if you are rich, you should help the world."
Wen Zichuan frowned and thought, oh no, he is really drunk and is about to start reciting poetry.
"Zichuan, you know, my parents are medical workers. In a city like Dengyuan, my family isn't exactly wealthy... But many patients come from even poorer backgrounds. Those who could have lived a normal life will slowly be dragged down by their illness. Don't look at my dad's difficult manner, but he's very kind to his patients... He tries his best to prescribe affordable medications for them. If they really can't afford surgery, he'll help pay for it or organize fundraising..."
"I'm not as great as him, able to help so many unrelated strangers. I just want to be good to the people around me and make everyone's life easier..."
"Just think of it as my love. Love can be abundant, but love is very little, only enough for one person..."
Wen Zichuan listened to him talking in circles, but he still couldn't get to the point after a long time, so he joked with him: "Are you working on a proof? Have you come up with a conclusion yet?"
There was a small coffee table between them. Perhaps it was too far away for a whisper, so Cheng Sizhou suddenly stood up, walked around the coffee table, and lay on Wen Zichuan's knees: "I gave it to someone I never want to leave."
This sentence made Wen Zichuan dazed for a moment.
Pinault once told him that when writing a plot, if the two protagonists stay together all the time and there is no breakthrough, it is better to write a separate part.
In an interview, he also answered this question about his views on love: The person you truly love is the person you don’t want to leave no matter what.
But every time, it is myself who leaves resolutely.
Because of work, Wen Zichuan is always busy and always traveling around, while Cheng Sizhou's work unit does not change, and his residence is always far away no matter how many times he moves.
It has always been easy for him to find Cheng Sizhou, and even some of the "chance encounters" at times seemed deliberate.
But what he didn't notice was that while he was running around, there was a little Shiba Inu waiting for him to come back, looking forward to their next meeting.
Because the little Shiba Inu really misses him.
Wen Zichuan felt a surge of moisture in his heart. He stroked his hair and said, "I will spend more time with you in the future."
Cheng Sizhou seemed to be almost drunk, mumbling softly: "Will you continue to let me be your bedmate?"
"Do you like this identity so much?"
"Well, I couldn't ask for more."
Seeing that he couldn't squat steadily, Wen Zichuan simply moved the coffee table, put two sofa chairs together, removed the armrests, and the two of them sat together, cuddling each other.
The stars are shining brightly tonight. He has drunk some wine and doesn't feel cold or sleepy. He just wants to watch the stars quietly on the roof for a while.
This was his first New Year's Eve after his mother left. In his new home, all those who ate the New Year's Eve dinner with him were his family members.
He bent his legs, nestled in Cheng Sizhou's arms, closed his eyes, and suddenly felt as if he was back in Room 303, Building 3, Yangliu'an.
It seems like he just called his mother and told her that he would not go back to Fengbo for the New Year. His mother also told him to get along well with his roommates, okay?
His roommate talks a lot of nonsense, and he always wants to add eight jokes to every sentence, which often makes him laugh so hard that he can't straighten his back.
But his roommate is also his favorite person. He likes his knowledge, persistence and determination, and secretly hopes that he can live with him like this forever and ever.
Wen Zichuan felt very comfortable. He hooked his arms around Cheng Sizhou's neck, raised his chin, and kissed him.
Cheng Sizhou was bewitched by the stars in his eyes and leaned over to kiss him.
The sweet aroma of red wine lingered between the lips and teeth, and the breath of the two people was mixed together by the aroma of wine, stimulating the same passionate hormones.
Cheng Sizhou is an extremely focused person, and the same goes for kissing, especially after his senses are numbed by alcohol. There is no interference at all, so he just kisses carefully and attentively, taking care of every part of the mouth.
Wen Zichuan was not drunk, but he was confused by the kiss. He let out an unbearable low moan from his throat, his knees unconsciously spread apart, and his thin waist rubbed and pushed forward lightly on the soft leather surface.
"Whoa! What are you doing?!"
A figure suddenly appeared behind the sofa, giving them a fright!
"Why are you here?" Wen Zichuan quickly wiped his mouth and sat up, "Do you need to go to the bathroom?"
Fortunately, it was Xiao Liang. Cheng Sizhou was sobered up by him. When he sat up, he felt dizzy and had a headache.
"No," Xiao Liang shook his head and squeezed in to sit between them. "You guys play, I'll play too."
Wen Zichuan's head also began to hurt. The things they were "playing" with were not something Xiao Liang could play with: "We... are looking at the stars. Do you want to see them too?"
Xiao Liang happily swung his legs: "Look! Mom said I am a star!"
Cheng Sizhou rubbed his solar plexus: "Tianliang, Tianliang, it is indeed a star, the Six Stars of the Southern Dipper, right?"
Xiao Liang chuckled: "It's me!"
Wen Zichuan has heard of the Big Dipper, but what are the Southern Dipper?
With the mentality of not missing any blind spots in knowledge, he quickly took out his mobile phone to check. The screen jumped to the encyclopedia interface, and he found the clue at a glance.
"Brother Zhou, look!" He quickly handed over the phone.
The screen was too bright, so Cheng Sizhou squinted his eyes and scrolled down while reading.
He soon discovered that in addition to Tianliang, there is also Tianxiang among the six stars of the Southern Dipper. In ancient times, it was called "Dou Su Wu", and in modern times it is labeled "Sagittarius Tau".
At this point, he was completely sober. He was not wrong to regard the word "Xiang" in the signature as a noun, but influenced by established thinking, he always focused on the allusions of "ancient official positions" and never thought that star officials were also officials.
Since "phase" and "τ" refer to the same star, they must also represent the person who uses this star as a code name to hide his true identity.
"I have a guess. Putting aside the fact that there are dozens of stars in the Dou constellation, let's just look at the six Southern Dipper constellations. Since there's a 'Dou Su Wu', could there be five other people, codenamed Tianfu, Tianliang, Tianji, Tiantong, and Qisha? If this is a joint investigation, then everyone in the archaeological team, except Tong Chunyang, would be suspects. If this isn't a joint investigation, but the six of them know each other, could we ask them to come forward and report the crime, or provide new clues?"
"How about we work backwards?" Wen Zichuan had an idea just as Cheng Sizhou finished his analysis. "You've already locked onto Zhang Hongliang, but you're just missing the key clue, right?"
"right."
"Can you use Zhang Hongliang as a starting point to investigate his network of relationships?"
"You can try. He's the curator, and his resume is public. But since it's linked to the theft and trafficking of cultural relics, there shouldn't be too many people involved."
"In order for cultural relics to be sold, besides sellers, there must also be buyers."
Wen Zichuan's reminder simply opened up the Ren and Du meridians of the whole matter. After a quick thought, Cheng Sizhou came up with a rough plan.
However, the timing is not good recently. Everyone is celebrating the Spring Festival. If I rashly disturb those leaders and elders, it will seem very deliberate and the news will most likely leak out.
"Also," Wen Zichuan thought of another thing, "Zhang Hongliang and Destin must have been in contact, right?"
"Not only are they in contact, but there's also a high probability that they had a falling out due to uneven division of the spoils." This clue was deduced by Cheng Sizhou and Zhou Han together.
"There's been twenty years in between. As long as there's profit to be made, even if they fall out, they can reconcile. Will Destin still be helping him sell the cultural relics?" Wen Zichuan thought about it and felt something was wrong. "Can foreign forces also understand the six stars of the Southern Dipper?"
"Whether foreign forces understand this depends on whether the top history students they hired can discern and understand it."
"ah?"
"After sending Xiao Liang off tomorrow, let's buy some good cigarettes, wine, and tea and go pay New Year's greetings to our father-in-law!"
"Who is your father-in-law? Hey!"
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