"I haven't seen him," when Shen Xun closed the bathroom door and walked to the living room, the woman sitting on the sofa was shaking her head and repeated, "I haven't seen him for several months."
Her name is Li Juan, and the "he" she refers to is her husband, that is, the man they caught at Lili in the inn - Feng Guiping.
Like the cramped bathroom, the living room is also very small. After placing a dining table and sofa, there is almost no place to stay.
Shen Xun leaned against the dining table, hugged his shoulders and listened to Cheng Li's question, while looking at the woman in front of him.
Li Juan tied a ponytail and dyed her purple-red hair. Because she didn't re-dye it in time, half of her black hair was exposed on the top of her head, and the ends of her hair were dry and yellow, making her hair look poor. She looked less than 30 years old, with delicate facial features, but her skin was rough and yellow. She was wearing a black and white striped t-shirt with English words printed on the chest, tight cropped jeans on her lower body, and open-toed platform sandals on her feet. It can be seen that she is trying her best to decorate herself with what she thinks is fashionable, but the texture of the clothes is really cheap.
"Your lipstick is beautiful." Shen Xun interrupted suddenly.
Li Juan was taken aback for a moment, then wiped the corner of her mouth subconsciously.
"I borrowed your bathroom just now, I saw it," Shen Xun looked at her with a smile, "I also have one of the same color and brand. Yours has only been opened recently, and it looks like it has been used once or twice You use body lotion that costs dozens of dollars, but you are willing to use lipstick that costs hundreds of dollars, women really have no resistance to lipstick, did he praise you for looking good?"
"He" Li Juan's voice stopped suddenly, her expression suddenly became stiff, "He hasn't seen it before."
"I thought it was a gift from your husband, did you buy it yourself?" Shen Xun laughed.
"Yes." Li Juan nodded mechanically.
"The shops here probably don't have this brand."
"I bought it online." Li Juan added immediately.
"What about the online shopping records, show us." Jiang Bei came to his senses and asked immediately.
"No more." Li Juan shook her head, "I often clear my shopping records."
"You think we can't find out?" Jiang Bei frowned impatiently, "I'm warning you, be more honest."
"You are so pitiful." Shen Xun stared at the woman in front of him, his eyes were clear but sharp.
"What do you mean?" Li Juan seemed to be pricked by a needle.
"Women marry a man, don't they want to be safe and happy?" Shen Xun raised the corners of his mouth, with a pitiful expression, "Look at you, even using a lipstick is like a thief. When he married you, did he say that he wanted to marry you?" Let you live a good life? Now when I come back occasionally, I will still promise you to trust him, and I will let you live a life of whatever you want in the future?"
"Do you really believe him? Are you more worried than the vague future, that every time he leaves, he will never come back?" Shen Xun approached her, squatted down, and looked up at the woman who was starting to tremble a little. Woman, "You know what? This time, they think so in their hearts."
She raised her hand and pointed to Cheng Li.
Li Juan straightened up from the sofa like an electric shock, her eyes panicked: "What do you mean? What happened to Guiping?"
Cheng Li looked at her without speaking. Jiangbei and the others also remained silent.
This kind of silence immediately defeated Li Juan.
Even her lips began to tremble: "He sneaked back last night and left after six o'clock this morning. Someone came to look for him at home."
"Who?" Zhang Zining asked.
"I didn't see clearly, he never let me see those people," Li Juan replied mumblingly, as if trying to remember, "I saw through the crack of the door that the man was not tall, and his accent was a bit strange."
Cheng Li's expression darkened: "Do you know where they went?"
"I don't know," Li Juan shook her head apprehensively, "I remember Guiping once said when he was drunk, if he couldn't come back one day, let me remember to visit the waste brick factory in the east of the town, my father-in-law is still alive He worked in the factory when he was young, and there was a small room he left there."
Leaving Feng Guiping's house, the group of them immediately rushed to the waste brick factory in the east of the town.
The rain continued unabated, and it hit the roof of the car, making dense muffled noises.
"Thank you." Shen Xun was looking at his mobile phone when he heard a low voice coming from his ear.
She knew he was talking about what happened just now.
She looked up at his resolute side face: "How are you going to thank me?"
"How do you want me to thank you?" He looked ahead with a steady tone.
"Give me a lipstick too."not be seen alone.
that's why there are so many.
Two people should stand together and look at them.
One person alone will surely miss the good ones.
The sky is full of stars,
It should not be appreciated alone.
Should look up together shoulder to shoulder.
If you are alone, you will miss the beauty.
¡ª¡ªI don't know who wrote the poem, but she took advantage of it.
He pressed the screen off, and his stern face sank into the shadows again.
This girl's intentions couldn't be more obvious. But why should she do it.
Why not go to a brighter place. He was already in darkness, covered in blood and sin.
He touched the cigarette case, took out another one, and put it to his mouth. I just felt that there was something vaguely entangled in my heart, and I felt unhappy, which finally turned into a slight sigh.
In this world, who is burdened by whom, and who owes whom.
Shen Xun buried himself in the pillow, stared at the phone and waited for ten minutes, but still did not receive a reply.
Under the message she sent, there was always just her own input box.
At the eleventh minute, she began to reflect on whether she was impulsive.
I sent this message mainly because I was touched while swiping Moments. Twenty minutes ago, she saw a friend who is a psychiatrist post¡ªthe embodiment of the sense of existence is based on other people's psychological cognition of you. The establishment of this kind of cognition requires continuous and regular information transmission, which can be in a variety of ways, including words, sounds, actions, etc.
Facts have proved that her attempt to gain his presence has failed.
The sentence she sent was from Augustine Burroughs. This person has a book called "Deep Depression". These four words couldn't be more appropriate to describe her mood at the moment.
Just about to give up, something flashed in front of her eyes, and she quickly raised her phone again. On the top of the chat page, "the other party is typing" appeared.
She was so excited that she almost cried out.
"Go to bed early."
? Three short and light words. Totally his style.
She struggled for a long time, and made a nodding expression of a villain "hmm".
The moment she sent it out, she regretted it¡ª¡ª"Hmm", won't she be able to continue chatting with him after all! Ah, how stupid!
She couldn't help but add another sentence: Have you not slept yet?
After "the other party is typing", she saw a sentence pop up on the screen: I fell asleep.
What's the meaning? Shen Xun's face was covered, and he felt that his brain, which had just had a fever, was not enough.
Asleep but talking to her? Wait He seems to be teasing her? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com