"Then Master Bo Rao please tell me, what have you seen again?"

Borao touched his chin, and then stared at me with his cold and deep eyes.

"Your friend, it would be very embarrassing if he met my cousin. If you don't believe it, you might as well go to the door now? But before that..."

“Lavender!”

"Hey? Xiao Han?" The boy who looked like a girl turned his head and looked at Xiao Han.

"Xiao Han..." Nangong also looked here.

When Luaner saw Nangong's eyes, she tilted her head: "So you know each other, I'm explaining to her. Although she is hiding in the grass and preparing to climb into the house, she is definitely not a strange person, um."

"Xiao Han, let's go to other places to talk."

"Yeah, okay."

Everyone went to the subway.

"Nangong, why are you there?"

Nangong and I were pulled by Nangong to a nearby subway station. Lanvin shouted that he was thirsty and went to a nearby convenience store, so I also got the opportunity to talk to Nangong alone.

"You and him only met yesterday, shouldn't they be related to that psychological clinic?"

"I'm sorry, Xiao Han, I'm investigating Bo Rao, just like you."

"Hey? So are you planning to investigate that psychological clinic, too?"

Nangong nodded.

At this moment, some parts of my heart suddenly became clear.

"Sorry! I've been waiting for a long time! I just met an acquaintance in the school at a convenience store. I heard that the police seemed to be coming to our school today."

"Why?" Xiao Han was a little puzzled.

"How do I know?" Luan Yi said angrily, "By the way, is this what Jiang Wuya said before, Nangong? The clothes are so cute. Which store did you buy them?"

"Jiang Wuya didn't tell you anything else extra, right?"

"Just pretend that it's not."

"Hello, you."

It was really too embarrassing to let Nangong talk to a stranger.

But Lavender didn't see what Nangong's current state was like.

"Don't be so reserved. I'm from Xiao Han's dormitory. My name is Luaner. Just call me Brother Lavender."

"......" Nangong raised his head and showed an incredible expression.

Nangong was probably wondering whether he had misunderstood the definition of the word "brother".

"Let's go back to Su Zheng today. If you go back now, you can still catch up on the afternoon class."

Closed his eyes on the subway, and Borao's pale and sick face appeared before him again.

["Xiao Han, actually, I think we can be friends, but the time is really not right. If possible, I hope you can come to this place alone tonight. Remember, I only hope you can come alone."]

["I will tell you all the things you long to know at that time."]

I longed to know, and I shook my head, hoping to forget Borao's words, but Shrius's spell like a demon whisper was still wandering in my mind.

I clenched my pocket tightly, and Borao handed me the card, hesitated. It was obvious that my unnatural attitude made Nangong, who was beside me, worry.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at Nangong sitting next to me reminded me of many moments of taking the subway with Nangong, such moments always make people feel at ease.

After pondering for a while, Xiao Han was still ready to tell Nangong the truth.

"Actually, Bo Rao asked me to go to somewhere in the suburbs tonight to see him."

"You won't really go, are you?" Seeing that Xiao Han was still hesitating, Nangong was a little surprised, "If you hesitate a little, I will doubt whether you are really the Xiao Han I know at this moment."

At this moment, it seems that someone suffering from aphasia has become me.

"Word has the power to seduce people. If Borao has any extraordinary ability, that's all. No matter what happens, please remember this and keep it in your heart."

"I don't want you to get involved in this matter, but since you have started the investigation privately, I think it's better to tell you."

"The content of our discussion at our family meeting yesterday was about my aunt, Borao's mother."

"Well, what's wrong with your aunt?" Xiao Han asked.

"Well, she is the head of that psychological clinic. Relatives found that she could not contact her. It probably started during the Spring Festival holiday, but in fact, she might have been earlier......"

"My aunt has taken good care of me since I was a child, so I care about this matter very much, and Borao is very suspicious." Nangong said, covering her eyes.

"Even so, it's dangerous to investigate alone."

Although I called Lavender, I had no right to talk about Nangong.

"I don't have enough evidence to attract my father's attention, and a new case happened last night."

Although I am very curious about the new case Nangong mentioned, it seems a bit bad to discuss it here.

"But I'll tell my father."

"Don't worry, he will definitely listen to your words."

"I'm just worried that it will cause trouble for him, but if I had known that you would care so much, I would..." Nangong seemed to suddenly become silent when he thought of something, and then gradually became uneasy. "Do you have other reasons for investigating Bo Rao?"

But should I really tell Nangong about such a heavy thing? But facing Nangong's gaze, I really couldn't stand not expressing my thoughts to her.

Even this may become a common burden for both of us.

"I may have a twin brother, and I have always had such a vague memory. I just don't know why my relatives have been deliberately hiding it from me. There are also many photos taken in the album about this matter."

"Have you investigated your household registration book?"

"There is no trace. Maybe my mother took him away when she remarried. In order to protect privacy, the police station probably wouldn't disclose this information to me."

"Since it's a matter of privacy, how could Borao know?"

"But what if Borao met my twin brother abroad?" Xiao Han said silently.

"That's just a step back, the assumption that the twin brothers you mentioned really exist."

"Sorry, I'm under too much mental pressure recently." Xiao Han sighed and did not continue.

Nangong didn't look very comfortable: "Xiao Han, if you want to blame yourself, please blame me."

Yes, simply venting emotions will not help things.

"Nangong, it would be better for your father to talk about Borao's affairs." I took out the card Borao's address tonight written to me from my pocket. "I always think he might be hiding whereabouts tonight, otherwise he would not have done such a thing. If I guessed, the police would not be able to contact him now. Once that was expected, the police would accompany me to see Borao today."

"I understand, let's go see my father together, but thank you for your willingness to believe me."

Isn't that a matter of course?

Finally, at Nangong's earnest request, Nan Mingchuan promised that I would arrange for people to accompany me to the appointment.

At 11:30 pm outside Suzhou.

Late at night, accompanied by the police, he arrived at the agreed place with Borao.

The police were hiding not far from me, waiting with me for Borao's arrival.

It was really quiet this night.

The sound of the car coming from a distance, the car drove straight past without stopping, wasn’t it Bo Rao?

Even with the company of the police, I seemed extremely nervous at this moment. I looked up inadvertently and saw the starry sky in the sky. Oh, it turned out that the starry sky without light pollution in the suburbs was so clear and transparent, so beautiful.

I recall my mother's words when she was a child that people would become stars after death. My grandfather also passed away when my mother was very young. This sentence to comfort and miss her deceased relatives began at that time and was passed down.

Looking at the starry sky, I closed my eyes and seemed to see my parents' faces again. Did my father turn into stars? Is he also looking at me at this moment? Once the dusty memory is opened, a burst of sorrow will surge in my heart, and tears can't help but burst out from my eyes.

If someone else saw this, I looked quietly in the direction of the police and wiped away my tears.

In such a tense occasion, I suddenly felt regret for what I did in the past. How could I become a policeman when I switched to investigation, and how could I find the enemy who killed my father and resurrect my father?

Let the darkness erode my heart, and finally I don’t even know myself. Is this the ending I want?

When I approach Bo Rao, he said that he was the same. Is this my perception of myself?

Desire others to understand.

But close your heart.

Fear of being hurt by others.

But it keeps hurting others.

Why do I have to do this?

Live! Xiao Han! Live, live strong, live happily, for the sake of the person you love and for the people you love.

I began to pray for things that shouldn't have been prayed for, pray that Borao would not come tonight, pray that my life would be restored to peace, pray that the truth would be sealed forever, pray that happiness would not slip away from my hands, pray that I, who had peeped at, could be forgiven by darkness.

As long as there is tomorrow...

As long as there is tomorrow!

As long as there is tomorrow.

......

I think it was probably because my cowardly prayer had worked, and the sun rose as usual.

I rubbed my sleepy eyes, opened my arms and bathed in the first sunshine in the morning. The breeze gently blew the waves, making a comfortable sound, but Borao did not appear.

Did he deceive me?

Or did you realize that I deceived him?

Now that things are no longer important, I looked at the rising sun in front of me and couldn't help but feel like I had a life of surviving the disaster. In addition, I suddenly had the urge to eat the yellow crab shell.
To be continued...