Standing in front of the grave was Ren Fei, the physics teacher at the First Affiliated Middle School.

Because he appeared and brought Xiao Ni a bunch of answer sheets and helped collect the test papers, it was only after he completely proved that Xiao Ni was "not cheating". Si Sheng was deeply impressed by this young teacher.

He was casually dressed and wore gold-rimmed glasses. He was gentle and handsome, gentle and elegant.

"Miss Si."

After a brief surprise, Ren Fei pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and nodded slightly at Si Sheng.

"You are with him..."

Si Sheng's eyes moved downward and fell onto the tombstone.

There are only four simple words above: Liang Ye’s Tomb.

In the middle, there is a long head of artist's hair, deep eye sockets, deep and vicissitudes, with stubble left. When taking photos, I smiled at the camera, with a bit of evil and a bit of ruffianism, like the free and easy playfulness derived from being shackled in the chaotic world, but there is also a sense of soberness that sees through the world.

This man's cemetery, just like his twenty years of life, was simple and frivolous, without leaving behind any profound words, all of which were visible at a glance.

Liang Ye, Ren Fei.

The images of these two are really different.

Ren Fei turned his head, lowered his eyes, glanced over the photos on the tombstone, then raised his eyes and explained: "We used to be classmates, and today we will come and take a look at it on his death day."

"Is that right?" Si Sheng raised his eyebrows and walked over, "I thought he had no friends."

Ren Fei smiled gently, "Just talking, isn't Miss Si his friend?"

Slowly over Ren Fei, Si Sheng bent down, put the Erguotou in his hand, stood up again, looked at him, "Where are you?"

"I," Ren Fei was stunned, his eyes stayed on the photo for a few seconds, and he laughed very lightly, "Half."

Si Sheng looked at him strangely.

After a while, she didn't pursue the question of "half, whole". She smiled relievedly and changed the topic, "Have you heard of me in advance?"

"Yeah. In him..."

An emotion flashed quickly in his eyes, and Ren Fei's lips were slightly pursed, "We contacted him before leaving. He said he met a good friend in the northwest and helped him a lot."

In an instant, there was a sense of incongruity, doubts emerged, and it flashed and Si Sheng did not catch it. After a moment of pause, he sorted out his ideas.

After looking at Ren Fei, Si Sheng asked casually: "Are you a local from the lockdown?"

She was Liang Ye who met in Ancheng two years ago.

Liang Ye said that this is his hometown. If he dies one day, he hopes to return to his hometown and be buried in a remote and quiet place.

The land under my feet was also chosen by Liang Ye himself.

"Yes." Ren Fei nodded, understood her doubts, and took the initiative to explain, "When he was in junior high school, his parents divorced, and his mother brought him to lock down the city. We are high school classmates."

"oh."

This makes sense.

"Miss Si, thank you." Ren Fei's eyes were a little grateful and serious, "I heard that you were seriously injured in order to save him."

Si Sheng narrowed his eyes, "Do you know?"

A year ago, Si Sheng was accidentally pulled into the game because of Liang Ye, because of Liang Ye, but Si Sheng knew nothing and almost died with Liang Ye.

Involved in the matter, even Si Sheng is still confused and few people know about the whole thing.

——How did this teacher who teaches in high school know?

"After Liang Ye left, I got the news and did some investigation." Ren Fei felt quite guilty, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid it's too sudden, so I didn't come to thank you at the beginning."

After hearing what he said, Si Sheng was happy, "I am his friend, the whole. You are his friend, half. What do you need to come and thank you?"

"Yes." Ren Fei smiled implicitly, but the gratitude in his eyes did not dissipate. "I still thank you very much for everything you did for him."

“…”

Si Sheng didn't say anything, but shrugged.

Taking a step back, Ren Fei looked at the tombstone again and said, "I've seen it too, it's time for me to leave."

Si Sheng nodded, "See you again."

“See you goodbye.”

Nodded to her and Ren Fei left politely.

He returned along the same path.

When I glanced at the flowers in front of the tombstone, it was a bright rose in bloom.

She turned her head and looked at Ren Fei's back. The sun shone brightly. He walked on the desolate path with weeds on both sides, moving forward unbiasedly, as if he was a little determined.

Si Sheng was stunned, looked at it for a few seconds, then lowered his head and looked at the young and vicissitudes of face on the tombstone.

When it comes to life, people usually think of words like passion, passion, and hope, but when it comes to this man, it is completely the opposite, always decadent, dark, and boring.

This special friend almost died for him, but she didn't know his past and past. When she thought about it carefully, it was a bit bizarre.

*

Si Sheng did not stay in front of Liang Ye's tomb for a long time.

After spending about half an hour, after pouring half a bottle of Erguotou, she placed the remaining half bottle of Erguotou and the bunch of roses, then waved her hand and said goodbye to leave.

On the way back, Si Sheng dialed a few phone calls until he was a little tired and was about to rest, he suddenly received a call from Ling Xize.

"Who are you talking to on the phone?"

Ling Xize asked openly.

Reeling back on the back of the chair, Si Sheng changed into a comfortable position, "How many, who do you want to ask?"

On the phone, Ling Xize chuckled, and came slowly with the breeze.

"Still outside?"

Ling Xize keenly captured the sound of wind coming from the microphone and the sound of the engine in the car.

There is no noise in the city.

"Um."

Si Sheng narrowed his eyes and looked out the window and saw the figure of a car falling on the road. At the top, there was the shape of a Buddha's eagle.

The shadow flies across the same ground.

Ling Xize said: "I have to go on a business trip and come to Ancheng in two days."

"How long does it take?"

"I don't know, look at the progress of the project."

"oh."

"Don't say something about 'all the landlords'?"

"I'm very busy, not a local." Si Sheng said lazily, "If you want to play, I'll let the locals take you."

“Not playing.”

Ling Xize refused very simply and clearly.

"... Let's talk about it later." Si Sheng said speechlessly.

"Um."

Ling Xize went to work and was clearly working hours, but he chatted with Si Sheng in a mess.

The fat man sitting in front was drowsy in the car and was dozing off. He heard Si Sheng's voice vaguely and heard a few words. Somehow, something suddenly flew into his mind. He woke up suddenly, shivered and sat up.

The driver was so shocked that he almost stepped on the brakes.

The driver handed the fat man a look at him strangely and opened his mouth to ask, but saw the fat man stretching out his chubby fingers and putting them to his mouth, signaling him not to speak.

“…”

The driver shut up honestly.

The fat man looked slightly at his head and carefully observed the situation behind through the car's endoscope.

Si Sheng answers the phone every day, never talks nonsense, and goes straight to the point when talking. He will never say a second sentence if he can tell things clearly in one sentence.

I've never seen her talk on the phone for so long.

In the rearview mirror, you can see her beautiful side face, with her lips curled and her eyebrows and eyes smiling. She seems to be in a good mood, but it is undoubtedly the same as before. But after a deeper look - when chatting with people, the meaning is different.

A minute later, the fat man had a premonition that he had discovered something, but he didn't dare to think deeply, so he quickly put his thoughts unrealistic ideas behind him.

emmm, I wonder what the man Sister Sheng likes will look like...

The fat man is full of fantasy.

*

City center, inside the city wall.

This is a bustling area and a place where tourists often check in to check in. It retains retro buildings. There are inns, snacks, specialties, and various shops along the street. It is full of colorful places and has a huge flow of customers.

In the most central area, there is a shop with clean and tidy store, which is not eye-catching. There is a wooden plaque of "Tofu Shop" hanging above the store, and the inscriptions of running script brushes, and the materials and styles are all very retro.

The store door is open, with the sign of "Sweet Tofu Brain" and walk in. The store is decorated in all the retro colors, the lamps on the head are retro styles, with tassels and bells on the pen. The tables and chairs are all made of mahogany, with four seats, and are specially customized according to the store layout.

There are calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. If you know how to know, you can tell that the signatures are all from famous artists, but in fact no one takes a look at them.

However, there is no customer in such a quaint and romantic store.

At 4:00 pm.

Two female college students who came to visit were staying outside the door, and their eyes could not stop floating inside.

"This shop is so stylish," a girl grabbed her companion and asked curiously, "Just sell tofu?"

"Go in and take a look?" the companion suggested.
To be continued...