Jingxiu's life was just like black and white.

All three meals were delivered. Yi Xiao also bought the room next door. He was a woman who used her hands to wash the bathroom. However, Jing Xiu always went there like a thief - first peeking through the cat's eyes, and if necessary, he had to cover his face.

I feel at ease even though I have worked hard, and I feel at ease with the money: it is too easy to get it, and it flies quickly. When the strong wind blows, it will be blown away by the strong wind sooner or later.

She only has three major events every day: she takes care of Zong Hang at night, helps Yi Xiao make up his bed in the morning, and watches news in her spare time.

It’s actually okay to take care of Zong Hang, because you can chat, and everyone comforts each other and relies on each other.

Intermittently, Jing Xiu learned about the reason for Zong Hang's accident: it was related to his inexplicable beating last time. It involved an old man who went abroad to help his daughter take revenge, and a drug dealer.

It's really a disaster.

Jing Xiu asked him: "Then what, after you were sunk by the egg zodiac, you woke up and were in this bathtub?"

Zong Hang avoided her gaze and nodded vaguely.

Things after Shenhu were ups and downs. The first half of the journey was Tang. He promised others that "will not tell others, absolutely not." The second half of the journey was Knife. Perhaps because it was involved in Yi Xiao, she explained it very clearly, "You are rotten in your heart, and you don't need to know the reason."

But this ambiguity actually gave Jing Xiu infinite imagination. She held her cheek and said, "Zong Hang, Yi Xiao saved you. In fact, the whole thing is essentially 'The Mermaid saved the prince'..."

Then lowered his voice: "Even if she looks a little bit like that, you can't reach the prince, otherwise when you open your eyes and fall in love with her, it's a fairy tale."

Zong Hang was so angry that he didn't want to pay attention to her. He turned his back to the well sleeve.

But his face could be vaguely reflected on the inner wall of the bathtub with mucus. Jing Xiu felt that he was angry at first, but later, he didn't know what he thought of and suddenly laughed.

Jing Xiu was so sad that he laughed so hard that his heart skipped a beat: I heard that a good-looking person actually doesn’t care so much about his lover’s appearance. Did Zong Hang develop a psychological affection for Yi Xiao after being rescued, and only talk about his heart and not his face?

It's better...don't.

After all, that Yi Xiao is very uncomfortable.

Jing Xiu always smells strange smell when she helps her to tidy up her bed. Generally speaking, people will always smell a little when they are stuffed in the quilt all night, such as children have milk fragrance, young people have accompaniment, middle-aged people have dissipated and floating loose.

The older you get, the slower your metabolism. If you don’t pay attention to personal hygiene, the smell will be very bad, which is commonly known as “old man flavor”.

The strange smell on Yi Xiao’s bed is even more powerful than the old man. It is like rotten wood in the wet mud. Every time the well sleeve lifts the blanket, what flashes in his mind are words such as decay, deflation, and decay.

Moreover, there is always hair loss on the pillow, which is not tough or stretched, and it breaks when stretched. Sometimes, dandruff will shake off on the bed sheet.

What made Jing Xiu mutter was more than that.

There is a cardboard calendar on the bedside table, a simple version of the twelve-month-old type. In the first two days, when Jingxiu cleaned up the bed, the calendar was clean and there was nothing.

These days, she noticed that Yi Xiao took the pen and circled it on the day of "7.17".

Moreover, if you circle it more than once, the pen force must be very heavy, and the ink marks overlap, all deep into the cardboard.

After a rough calculation, it is already early July, and it is less than half a month before July 17th.

What does this day mean? Is Zong Hang’s deadline?

It's not like that, Zong Hang's health is improving. As Yi Xiao said, he gradually "skinned" and can already sit up with her help.

After thinking about it, she also discussed with Zong Hang: On July 17th, counting forward and backward, not even a festival, it was indeed a normal day.

But so many Mo Hens silently reminded her: something will definitely happen on this day.

Leaving the above, Jingxiu basically uses it to watch the news in her spare time: it is not about national affairs or for leisure, she just wants to see if her disappearance is splashing even a little splash here.

After all, when Zong Hang had an accident, it was really a big fuss. Newspapers, magazines, and news were all front page headlines. Zong Bisheng also accepted a TV interview, and Million Wind was first revealed from the interview, and it broke into ordinary people on the streets and alleys. The thousand-foot waves that were exposed have not yet been settled.

However, day after day, I didn't see any mention of her.

Jingxiu was quite lonely, and after being lonely, she smiled and accepted it.

People are incomparable.

Who would think of her?

Ding Chi?

This thought that suddenly flashed through her mind made her grit her teeth: Bah! This turtle boy!

***

July 10th.

Yi Sa woke up early in the morning.

These days, she had never left Siem Reap, and she breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to find the massage girl named Jingxiu: She had been to Jingxiu's residence several times, and watched the door handles go from smooth and shiny to the beginning of falling dust, and also went to the hotel where Jingxiu was last registered. The lobby manager said aggrievedly: "I really registered, but she didn't go to 218. Maybe she showed her face and took a guise, and left through the back door again."

What a shit hotel, I open three back doors, and I don’t know where to ask.

Yi Sa gave up, thinking that he might have deserved the bad luck, and suspected that Ding Qi used the means to make this woman disappear from the world.

But it doesn't matter. You can't start from the side, just come forward.

She turned over and lay on the bed, looked at the cell phone on the bedside table, and then looked at the calendar on the wall.

On July 17th, she painted a triangle with a red pen.

It's less than seven days left, and it's time to call this.

It's okay, she is patient, she waits, and she still has to wait calmly and has an elegant posture.

Yi Sa raised his arms and held his cheek, and looked slanted to see if his posture in the mirror was really "elegant". Just in time, his phone suddenly rang.

The counter was a little slanted, and the phone was turned on and vibrated again, and ran down while ringing. Yi Sa hurriedly grabbed it, and the center of gravity was unstable, so he fell down. Fortunately, he was agile, supported the ground with one hand and grabbed the phone with the other, and his legs were shaking towards the sky, like a shaking handstand.

She looks like a caller ID.

Jiang Xiaoguang.

Here comes.

Yi Sa turned back to the bed, grabbed the blanket and covered the top of his head, waited for a second or two, pressed down to answer, and his voice was lazy: "Hey?"

The blanket echoes make this person even more lazy and his tone is sluggish.

Jiang Xiaoguang is the number one figure in the Jiang family and is also a rare "one family, two water ghosts" among the three surnames of the water ghost: he and his son Jiang Jun are both water ghosts.

He had a good relationship with Yi Jiuge. After the Sanjiangyuan incident, Ding Changsheng whined to her and suggested "locking it up". If Jiang Xiaoguang hadn't spoken, she wouldn't have been free and easy.

So she was willing to listen to Jiang Xiaoguang's words. She shouted "Uncle" and made her attitude correct, asking her to check her body regularly, and she did it well.

Jiang Xiaoguang smiled on the other end: "Sausa, aren't you awake yet?"

Yi Sa muttered: "I drank too much..."

Jiang Xiaoguang said to her: "I'm having fun again. When I'm abroad, no one cares about you!"

Yi Sa lifted the blanket, sat up slowly, and did the whole show. Although she couldn't see it on the other end, it would not prevent her from committing it.

"It's Uncle Jiang, what's the matter?"

Jiang Xiaoguang was not angry: "What did you say? What day is it today?"

Yi Sa looked at the calendar and continued to pretend to be stupid: "It's July 10th..."

"What about the next seven days?"

Yi Sa said vaguely: "Seven days to come..."

She suddenly "awakened like a dream" and became energetic: "I remembered, 'Qiyaoqi, Jinshuo', it's your big day, Uncle Jiang, congratulations."

Jiang Xiaoguang was very unhappy: "A water ghost is a golden soup brochure. Shouldn't you memorize it thoroughly? You can forget it! On a big day like Jin Tang, all the water ghosts of the three surnames are coming. You are still not moving at all. I want to invite you!"

Yi Sa smiled and said, "I haven't forgotten, I remember it. I just don't bother to see Ding Changsheng and the others..."

Jiang Xiaoguang said: "You are not a big man, why do you hold such a grudge? I heard that when Ding Qi went to Cambodia, you made him overturn the car..."

Hold!

Yi Sa's empty hand grabbed the blanket, and the veins on the back of his hand were all raised.

The surname Ding himself was covered in blood and blood, and he dared to tell the public that she was wrong.

After a while, she gritted her teeth and said, "He asked for it."

Jiang Xiaoguang had no choice but to do anything to her: "Okay, I'll sell my face. You should hurry up and prepare to come back. If you miss your life, I will turn against you."

Yi Sa nodded, thought for a while, and asked more: "Is Brother Xiao Jiang the leader in this trip to Jin Tang?"

Jiang Xiaoguang said: "Yes..."

His tone suddenly became a little heavy: "I don't know if it can be done, you know too..."

He didn't say anything, but Yi Sa knew what he wanted to say.

——You also know that in the past hundred and ten years, we have been in trouble four times.

***

July 11th.

When the delivery waiter saw Yi Xiao signing the order, he suddenly said curiously: "So much, can you finish eating?"

They were already talking about this customer in private: they were generous, stayed in a hotel alone, booked two rooms, and ordered meals for two people. They often asked waiters to help buy this and that, and there were many male products in it, making people wonder if they had a lover in the room. This look was so good that the man was really heavy. Today, I ordered so many, and I couldn't even hold chicken, fish, meat, eggs, vegetables, rice and noodles, and trays, so I had to push them up and down the dining cart...

Yi Xiao threw the menu back to him, expressionless: "Try a little of everything, don't have to finish it."

She pushed the dining car into the door.
To be continued...