After three minutes and forty-seven seconds, even a hundred ice cream cones could hardly cool Lin Wenwen\'s red cheeks instantly. Before he had time to eat all the ice cream, it had melted into a thick liquid, almost dripping.

"Don\'t eat!" Instead of looking directly at Lin Wenwen, Lu Jingshen snatched half of the ice cream melted in her hand and threw it into the garbage can next to her, along with the doughnut that was about to be crushed in her hand.

This time, Lin Wenwen did not refuse, just a scene seems to be slowed down, it is difficult to pull away.

In this way, on a weekend morning which is neither leisure nor easy, two people sat beside a road in the suburb of Yuncheng, looking at the misty cloud tide on the opposite peak side by side, coming and going, and sitting quietly for a long time. For a whole month, Lin Wen did not feel this unprecedented relaxation.

At the beginning of July, Yuncheng has just experienced the rainy season. It is still warm, cool and salty, with the smell of grass.

"It\'s really special here for me." Lu Jingshen\'s magnetic voice was low and almost drowned in the occasional passing cars on the road.

As soon as Lin Wen heard it, she turned her head slightly and looked at Lu Jingshen\'s side face. Then she put her eyes on the distant mountain top and chuckled, "here, it shouldn\'t be a good memory."

"Memories can be good or bad. Only some are heavier and some are lighter. " Lu Jingshen said faintly. At this time, he was very different from the way he used to point out rivers and mountains. His cloud was light and his wind was light with a trace of sadness.

Lin Wenwen didn\'t answer. Sometimes she didn\'t understand what Lu Jingshen thought. Just like this sentence, she just didn\'t understand. But all along, Lin Wenwen is like this, she has long been used to a kind of indifferent like invisible attitude to stay in this man\'s side.

She clearly knew that Lu Jingshen always hated the chattering women.

"This mountain is called Yifeng mountain. A good friend of mine in my school days fell down on this mountain and died." Lu Jingshen said faintly, something in his eyes was flashing.

Lin Wenwen is a little at a loss. It seems that Lu Jingshen\'s elevator is getting old, and the maintenance work is probably not so timely. It always makes strange noises, which sounds very insecure. Finally, Lin Wenwen finds Cheng Yi\'s home, the first one on the right-hand side of the tenth floor, according to the number on the address note Cheng Yi once gave her.

Lin Wenwen came to Cheng Yi\'s home for the first time. She met him for the first time when she was a child. Up to now, almost every time they met was outside, either in a cold drink shop or in a coffee shop.

Out of the elevator, the feeling is crowded. Not spacious corridor, was filled with household debris and shoes, as well as children\'s toy cars and so on.

"My God..." Lin Wen sighed unconsciously. He had heard that Yunxi apartment was an affordable apartment in Yuncheng for a long time. He didn\'t expect that it would be like this. An elevator, a floor, there are more than a dozen people.

Walking all the way from the elevator to Cheng Yi\'s home, Lin Wenwen felt like he had crossed many barriers and arrived safely. He didn\'t know how many inexplicable things he accidentally stepped on.

When the key was inserted into the lock hole and twisted, there was a click sound. Finally, the door was opened. In a moment, there was a feeling of getting into the desert. The dust splashed on the face, probably because no one came back to the house for a long time.

Lin Wenwen fanned a few times, coughed lightly, and got into the room.

It looks like a square apartment with only about 30 Ping. The living room and rooms are piled up in this room. On both sides of the room are a small kitchen and the same Mini bathroom.

The whole house looks like a single man\'s apartment. It\'s simple and casual. It\'s a small single bed. The old wooden board at the head of the bed has been polished and blackened. The sheets are folded on it. There is only a desk lamp and an old radio with antenna on the bedside table.

"I didn\'t expect that there was such a thing..." Lin picked up the radio and looked at it, not only sighing secretly.

Looking around, the floor creaks where you step. The old floor blocks have been separated, especially in Yuncheng, a humid city.

Lin Wenwen put down the radio and walked to the kitchen from the position beside the bed. There were several old photos hanging on the single sofa. The thick dust accumulated on the glass cover of the photo, with a faint shadow. Nevertheless, Lin Wenwen found his mother, Xu Wanqing, in the group photo.

The man standing next to Xu Wanqing is not Lin Mu, but Uncle Cheng Yi. Look at the picture, they are about twenty years old, wearing the earthy old style young shirt, and looking at the direction of the camera with a smile.

At that time, Cheng Yi looked energetic and youthful. With the current vicissitudes, formed a sharp contrast.

Lin Wenwen could hardly believe her eyes. She knew clearly that it was not just the destruction of time. What kind of heartbreak and despair has a person experienced before, at the age when he is supposed to be radiant, he radiates from his bones a feeling of incomparable aging, despair and dying sadness.

It was a long time before Lin Wen turned his attention away from the old photos. Walking into the kitchen, Lin Wenwen was even more surprised. Close to the window, a mountain of instant noodles cartons are piled up, and there are several bowls and dishes in the pool, with a thick layer of oil floating on them. Open the refrigerator, only an egg, and a few rotten vegetables. Elsewhere, it\'s all packed with cheap beer in supermarkets. Lin Wenwen\'s nose is bitter. She can\'t believe what she sees in her eyes. In order to help his mother Xu Wanqing find out the truth of her murder, this man has wasted his life, career and life. But after paying so much, I live such a life. Lin Wenwen reproaches herself severely. She blames herself for being too careless and even completely neglecting Cheng Yi. Lin Wenwen, who could not hold back his tears, just wanted to leave here as soon as possible. As long as he looked at every corner, it was like a thorn in Lin Wenwen\'s heart. She opened the chest of drawers in the corner and was ready to pick up some clothes. But in the chest, she came across a diary