Lao Zhang led his arms to Lao Bai's house. He walked very fast at the beginning, but he didn't even bother to stop when he met a familiar neighbor on the road. After seeing the multi-story building that was no different from the surrounding residential buildings, he slowed down.

Guaigu also became slow and did not dare to move forward.

Lao Zhang mustered up the courage, clenched the dog leash, and said to himself, as if he was talking to him: "Don't be afraid, we just go and take a look. If you don't take a look, I'm not relieved. That person... Oh... why did it become like that... I'm so nervous... And Xiaosheng's nephew, that young man shouldn't... Oh..."

Gurgling like this, one man and one dog finally walked to the front of the building.

Old Zhang glanced at the street lights and looked around sneakily. He was like a master, twisting his dog's head, and constantly smelling the smell in the air.

Lao Zhang didn't see Fang Xi. The community was still an ordinary community. It was as if a fright last night was just a dream. It was dawn and the dream woke up, and the things in the dream naturally disappeared.

I gradually relaxed, unlike Lao Zhang who was still nervous.

Old Zhang hesitated and stood in front of the building for a while. Until he whined obediently and aggrievedly, he took a step forward and pressed the door number.

The doorbell is a familiar musical tone and can be heard from time to time in the community. The doorbell rings for a round and no one answers, and then it repeats again until it rings for three rounds and automatically closes.

Lao Zhang's heartbeat continued to accelerate. Before the doorbell sounded, he touched his pocket and ended up empty.

He came out in a hurry in the morning and his pocket was empty.

Lao Zhang slapped his forehead, stepped on the stop ringing, and walked back obediently.

Guaigui resisted this time, and was anxious to run towards the street lights and green belts next to him.

But Lao Zhang ignored it and rushed home.

He was not as obedient as Lao Zhang, so he didn't dare to stubbornly, so he could only be dragged back reluctantly.

After running like this, Lao Zhang felt sweat on his forehead, as if he had been running in the morning. He also sweated a lot on his hands, and when he unlocked the fingerprint, the first time he had not succeeded.

He went out of the door without saying a word early in the morning, but when he returned home, he still said nothing and didn't wipe his feet properly. He threw away the dog leash, kicked off his shoes and ran to the bedroom, making Guaigu squat in the entrance hall feel very aggrieved.

Wang Jia had already had breakfast and was about to go out to buy vegetables. Seeing this, she couldn't help but cursed: "Oh, you old man, why did you get crazy early in the morning! It was like this last night, and I came again early this morning! What are you doing! You don't eat breakfast! I'll put the porridge and pickles on the table for you." While cursing, she helped her dote on the dog leash and wipe her feet.

He rubbed Wang Jia's legs obediently and jumped to get the dog leash.

Wang Jia became confused and turned to look at the bedroom.

She heard the voice.

Wang Jia touched Guai's dog's head and entered the house. Guai's now became even more anxious.

"...Hey? Is that right? Oh, that's it. They're fine. Ah, no... nothing... OK. Keep traveling. Yes, yes. Have fun." Lao Zhang had finished talking about the phone at this time, but he didn't put down his phone and was still looking for something in the phone.

"Who are you calling? Xiaosheng?" Wang Jia guessed.

Speaking of travel, among the relatives and friends they know, only Sheng Yao is traveling outside now.

Lao Zhang didn't answer, but just clicked his cell phone and started calling again.

"You old man!" Wang Jia slapped Lao Zhang in anger, and then heard the outside screaming. She threw Lao Zhang aside and went to see Guaiguai's condition, "What's wrong, Guaiguai? Guaiguai's what's wrong?"

Lao Zhang turned a deaf ear to his wife's voice as she left and the scolding and screams that came out afterwards.

As soon as the phone was connected, he couldn't wait to ask, "Old Cui! I, Lao Zhang, ask you something!"

"ah?"

"I'll ask you, do you still remember the Fang Xi who came to our workshop back then? I remember you went to the office later and had a meeting with Fang Xi?"

Old Cui on the other end of the phone was stunned for a while before answering, "You called Mr. Fang early in the morning?"

"It's nothing..." Lao Zhang stammered.

Lao Cui felt strange, but he still replied: "I have met Mr. Fang several times later, but they were all at the industry congress. At that occasion, they were the spokesperson and I sat down to listen. I didn't have the chance to talk to him. They may not remember me."

"Then, um..." Lao Zhang didn't know what to say. He looked ahead blankly.

Among the people he could contact, Lao Cui had met Fang Xi later. Fang Xi and he were originally like people from two worlds, and only had such a short intersection.

And when he is going to inquire now, what can he find out? What can he do after inquiring?

The red eyes appeared in Lao Zhang's mind again.

He couldn't help but shivered, and the hairs behind him stood up.

"When you talk about Mr. Fang, I remember something." Lao Cui suddenly said.

"What's the matter?" Lao Zhang asked hurriedly.

"At that time, we were not talking about Mr. Fang, a young man who just graduated, who was so good at the front-line jobs." Lao Cui said, "I only learned that Mr. Fang's family has a lot of knowledge. His family background is quite complicated, and he seems to be an illegitimate child or something. His household registration is all black, and he was only done later. I just stood in the outer circle and listened to Mr. Fang. Some people greeted Mr. Fang and asked Mr. Fang's father, saying that his father had no dog son, and what was like his father."

Old Zhang was stunned, "What's exactly the same?"

"That's what those people said." Lao Cui replied.

Old Zhang thought about this, "Look exactly the same, look exactly the same... look exactly the same..."

"Are you crazy?" Lao Cui interrupted Lao Zhang's chanting, "You asked us Mr. Fang this morning, what happened to you?"

Lao Zhang smiled bitterly, "I...I met a person who looks exactly the same as Fang Xi last night... she is still a young man."

Old Cui said "ah", "Then you didn't go up and say hello? Maybe it's Mr. Fang's son. Oh, that's not right. Mr. Fang has gone abroad to settle down afterwards, right? Has he returned to China?"

"I don't know either. I didn't go up and say hello. That person..." Lao Zhang thought of those terrifying eyes full of malicious intentions and was shocked and could not even speak.

"It's nothing to meet, it has nothing to do with you, right?" Old Cui disagreed.

Lao Zhang sighed, "Yes... that's right, I always think about this in my heart, and I've had a dream all night."

"You're thinking too much."

Did he think too much? Lao Zhang asked himself, but he felt awkward to agree with Lao Cui's words.

He suddenly remembered the lonely Fang Xi whom he saw when he was traveling on Longshan, the energetic and proud Fang Xi back then, and the... Lao Zhang stopped his thoughts last night.

That sense of fear remains in his heart and cannot be removed.

Lao Cui talked for a few more times and hung up the phone.

Lao Zhang held his cell phone and was tranced for a long time.

He jumped up like frightened when he was photographed.

Wang Jia covered his chest and said first: "You are going to scare people!"

"I'm going to be scared to death by you." Old Zhang also covered his chest.

"What's the nerves you have since last night? What's wrong? What happened to you when you walked your dog last night? I asked me yesterday what exactly looks like... Who did you see?" Wang Jia sat down on the bed, softened his tone, and asked Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang also sat down, sighed for a while, and then told him about his experience last night.

"Isn't it just someone I knew before?" Wang Jia couldn't understand Lao Zhang's lingering fear.

Lao Zhang didn't know how to describe it. He always felt inexplicably frightened, and he always felt that Fang Xi was very strange and dangerous, as if something big was going to happen.

"If it were Fang Xi before your factory, what would it have to do with Xiao Sheng's nephew?" Wang Jia asked a question.

"Can it be the reason for that girl? I didn't see the girl's face clearly, maybe..."

"I think you're just too idle and thinking too much." Wang Jia interrupted Lao Zhang, "Hurry breakfast. I just took Guaiguai to the bathroom. You hurry up and have breakfast and play chess. Don't stay at home and think about it." She said, and said again, "You don't want you to accompany me to watch the "Death Resentment Curse" with me. I'll ask my son to accompany me to watch..." Halfway through, she looked at Lao Zhang suspiciously, "Did you do this just to not accompany me to watch the movie?"

"What are you thinking? I think you are just thinking about it." Lao Zhang said angrily.

Wang Jia snorted, "I'm going to buy vegetables. Remember to wash dishes after you have breakfast."

...

Sheng Yao was a little busy this morning. First, Lao Zhang called him, and asked him about his "nephew" indirectly.

Sheng Yao always felt that Lao Zhang was frightened, as if he was frightened, and he was a little hesitant when he spoke. It was easy to understand Lao Zhang this way last night, after all, he bumped into someone else's "embarrassing thing". It was understandable that he was embarrassed, but his uneasiness in the morning was puzzling.

After Sheng Yao hung up the phone, he turned his cell phone and fell into deep thought.

An inspiration flashed through his mind, but he was interrupted by a new phone call before he could catch it.

The caller was his old high school classmate Jiang Yifan.

The two are good partners in the same football team. They cooperate tacitly on the court and are also at the same table below the court. The results are almost the same. They were admitted to different departments of the same university and joined the football club when they entered the university. When Sheng Yao got married, there was Jiang Yifan. When Jiang Yifan got married, Bai Xiao had already passed away. Sheng Yao went to the banquet alone and gave Jiang Yifan a big red envelope. After the banquet, Jiang Yifan left the bride and left Sheng Yao to the bar for a drink alone. Only then did he, the groom, return to the upper suite on the hotel.

The two of them had not had frequent contact before, but they were also fixed. After Jiang Yifan got married, he had parents, wife and children to take care of, and Sheng Yao also had to raise four elderly people. He was always an adult with family burdens. It was impossible to play together all day as he did when he was studying.

It's better now. Both of them have retired and have a lot of time.

Jiang Yifan first asked Sheng Yao's father-in-law how he handled his affairs—he attended the memorial service—and then said: "I just finished the retirement procedures, so I thought about going out for a walk. Have you done the procedures too?"

"Well. I'm traveling outside." Sheng Yao shirked.

"Ah?" Jiang Yifan was very surprised, "Who should I be with?"

"I'm just out for a walk by myself." Sheng Yao was already a little skilled in saying this.

"It's good to go alone, wherever you want. I want to ask you to drive together. Call Sheng Yang and the three of you take turns to drive, which is easier... Are you driving out?" Jiang Yifan said.

He has a good relationship with Sheng Yao, so he naturally knows Sheng Yang.

"Sheng Yang hasn't retired yet." Sheng Yao smiled, "He called me before and said that he would drive on his own after retirement and would bring me along."

"Haha. Yes, he has a year left, right? Is he retired? There are only a few things. By the way, have you seen the news in the high school group? They are going to have a class reunion." Jiang Yifan said.

"I can't go anymore." Sheng Yao said, not feeling sorry.

Originally, after graduating from high school, everyone parted ways. They couldn't stay all in the same city to study. Few could get into the same school, so the contact was naturally broken.
To be continued...