dramatic death

Chapter 36. Canary

The sound of shattering glass exploded in the dessert house.

At 18:03, Yin Tong looked away from the guest and looked at the bar after hearing the sound.

Spiral glasses fell off the bar and shattered into mottled shards on the wooden floor. Christie was sitting beside the "crime scene" with her back to him, her white fingers curled up under her wide cuffs, and her small fists were trembling slightly.

She is afraid.

Yin Tong thought, she was afraid because she knew the uninvited guest at the door.

This conclusion is not difficult to come to, not to mention that the current situation has piled up the answers in front of his eyes.Boss Yin drooped his eye feathers slightly and took out the cleaning tools in the storage room, and cleaned up the "garbage" on the floor. The sticky milk tea flowed down the glass fragments and stuck to the wooden floor, like a piece of corroded wood. stain.

Yin Tong squatted down and carefully wiped away the trace.

Christie drooped her head, until Yin Tong finished cleaning up the mess, she never recovered from her self-awareness.The uninvited guest also stood silently at the door. He seemed to have fallen into a strange illusion, staring blankly at Christie's back, as if he had encountered some unimaginable problem.

It wasn't until Yintong knocked on the table that he slowly moved his gaze away.

"What do you remember?" Yin Tong looked at him and smiled suddenly, "The entanglement of the three lives and three generations?"

The guest did not speak.

He blinked, his eyes gradually cleared up, but his face showed a rare embarrassment, his brows were furrowed as if he was organizing his words.

Yin Tong opened the stool behind the bar and sat down, watching his own reflection in the cup batter, waited for about five or six breaths, and then tapped the edge of the glass with the spoon.

The crisp sound of cups and spoons colliding diffused in the soft sun at dusk. He raised his head with a smile, interrupting the guest's hesitation and leading the topic to another direction.

He said: "You came too late, I have to get off work."

The guests at the door opened their eyes wide.

The cool night breeze poured into the bright red sunset, the old doorbell rang in the evening wind, the sound of leaves simulated by the city monitoring accompanied by the slight sound of wind poured into the dessert house, Yin Tong watched the uninvited guest take half a step back , turned around suddenly, and hit the half-open door with his shoulder, as if wanting to flee.

No one spoke.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Christie's fingers curled up on the bar, and her manicured nails dug into her palm.

Yin Tong was silent for a while, and then gave a short laugh.

"Leaving without saying hello?" He seemed to be asking Christie, and also seemed to be talking to himself, "I thought you guys had a lot to say, do you still need me to politely leave (get out) the scene? "

There was a bit of a smile in his voice, but his words didn't look very happy.Because of Hakoniwa Online's unique publicity method, there are many more tourists taking group photos on the commercial street. Seeing that the door of the coffee shop is still open, they are ready to open the door and come in, talking and laughing.

The gentle whispers that belonged to the little girl poured into the cool night breeze, Yin Tong sat behind the bar and knocked on the cup again, and said loudly: "Sorry, we are already closed," and saw the little girl glance at the guests He squinted his eyes and smiled lightly, "He doesn't count, he is special, he must stay."

The young guest stopped abruptly.He stood stiffly in place, his thin back blended into the intoxicating dusk, looking like a lost child.

No one answered.

The door facing the bar was closed again, leaving only the tinny "ding dong" of the doorbell.The setting sun in the evening rubbed in the dry and cold air, stagnant like sticky plasma, Yintong tapped the desktop, suddenly opened the mobile terminal, switched directly to the management interface and closed the store door.

He didn't hesitate in this operation, as if he had simulated it hundreds of times in his mind.The silver-gray protective layer, accompanied by the roar of machinery, completely sealed the wooden door of the dessert house.The swaying copper bell was squeezed out of its body, and it became completely silent, as if its copper tongue had been pulled out in silence.

Most of the setting sun was covered by the sealed front door, only the warm light of Qian color remained on the table next to the window.Yin Tong looked at the back of the uninvited guest who stopped by the door. He stood in the dark, his hands were tied behind his back with restraint belts, and his straight shoulders were like bowstrings.

May break at any time.

Do not worry.Yintong said to himself in his heart, a good hunter knows how to press every step of the way. I want to not only force the prey to surrender, but also force him to jump into the trap actively.

So he took out the coffee cup in the cupboard, shook the small stirring spoon, and said, "How about a cup of coffee, I remember Christie likes cappuccino, and you, what do you want?"

"What do you want, An Qi?"

……

The azure-colored sunset streamed over the window filled with plush toys.

At 18:15, the coffee machine beeped to announce the end of work. Yintong put three cups of soaked cappuccinos into the tray and walked towards the two silent guests.

The remnants of the setting sun caressed the only remaining customers in the store. Christie was sitting on a chair by the window, with a pair of trembling eyelashes hidden under her thick bangs.

An Qi sat across from her, her eyes always on the advertisement of Hakoniwa Online across the street.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was so dull that it seemed to be frozen into a gel.Yin Tong put the coffee on the round table between the two of them, and the white porcelain cup holder hit the table with a clear and crisp sound. An Qi came back to look at him, with obvious panic in his smoky eyes , as if wanting to say something, murmured for a while, but never said it out.

"Why don't you talk?" Yintong walked around Christie and sat down at the place closest to the window.

The setting sun soaked through the window and warmed his cold fingertips. He rubbed his fingers and reached out to hold the steaming coffee cup.

"I thought you guys had a lot to say," he said.

An Qi was like a child who was being scolded, and immediately frowned upon hearing this, showing an aggrieved expression. Christie squeezed a sneer from her throat, and she asked, "What are you talking about? Isn't this your guest?"

Yin Tong said: "Christie, you know him."

Christie shook her head: "I know too many people, everyone sits down and talks, I will never even think about taking a vacation in my life."

"So, you know him."

Christie raised her head and looked into Yintong's eyes: "So?" She asked, "I know him, what else do you want to know?"

Yin Tong suddenly laughed.

Holding the coffee cup in his hand, with hot steam in his eyes, he said: "This question is not easy to answer, 'What do I want to hear?' I want to hear a lot."

"I want to hear why you were facing an enemy just now, and what are you afraid of now. I want to hear a lot, and I want to hear the truth."

"How about starting from the beginning? Like, when did you two meet?"

Christie looked up at Yintong.She didn't speak, and didn't touch the steaming cappuccino. Her eyes locked Yin Tong's shadow upwards, and her dark pupils were like a cold surveillance camera.

She sat on the chair, her hands clenched the skirt on her knees tightly, like a canary in a cage, her whole body was full of resistance and alienation.

"Are you questioning me?" she asked, "From what angle are you questioning me?"

Yin Tong held the spoon and twirled it twice in the cup, stirring up the exquisite latte art on the coffee: "The former cohabitant?" He smiled briefly, and could feel An Qi's instantly tense body in the corner of his eye. "Your sex friends have found my shop, can't I ask?"

"..."

Christie was silent for a moment on a certain strange title, and looked at Yintong with a complicated expression for a while, but her body was not stiff anymore, and her spirit also dropped.

She reached out and pulled the spoon in the cup holder, lowering her eyes and said softly: "He has nothing to do with me. We have known each other for a long time. You introduced us to each other before the capital was abolished and before you lost your memory."

Yin Tong asked: "I introduced it?"

There was a slight lift in his voice, as if interested in what Christie was saying.His eyes were always drooping, staying on the coffee brown liquid.

Christie nodded: "You introduced him, you brought him to see me, let us get along well." Her voice was flat and blunt, like a programmed intelligent voice, "I have almost forgotten the past, you If you are curious, you might as well ask the person opposite to see if he will tell you what happened that year."

The smile on Yin Tong's face froze for a moment.

Without looking up, he pretended to sip his coffee lightly.He said: "Okay, just think it's been too long for you to remember. Then three years ago, you should always remember what happened three years ago?"

"Three years ago, why did you come to waste to look for me?"

Christie shuddered and murmured in disbelief, "What?"

Yintong repeated: "Why did you come to the waste capital three years ago? Who told you I was there? Why did you find me?"

"Why would I want to go to you?" Christie asked back.Her stiff expression was cracked, and she pulled out an ugly smile as if trying to cover up her crying, "What are you asking? If I don't save you, do I want to watch you die in the garbage dump of the abandoned city?" inside?"

"I won't," Yin Tong said, "The medical cabin can guarantee my 15-year lifespan in an airtight condition. If you don't come, I will just lie down in the garbage dump."

"Stop dreaming!" Christie's voice rose instantly, she stood up suddenly, and the chair behind her slammed on the wooden floor with a loud sound, "If I don't come, you will only be dug out of the garbage by others! Will you After being dragged onto the test bench and connected to a detection device, they will open your chest and shock your heart, they will estimate your brain activity, and then send you to experience death over and over again!"

"You can't sleep, how can you sleep?! You can only 'watch' them torment you over and over again!" "So."

Yin Tong interrupted her: "So, is this why you hid it from me?"

He tilted his head and looked directly at Christie's eyes with those crystal clear eyes. The afterglow of the setting sun left an ambiguous light and shadow on his shoulders. Yin Tong pursed his lips and looked at Christie in silence for a while, showing a chuckle: "That's not all." He shook his head, "You still have a secret."

"Are you questioning me?" Christie asked.

Yin Tong didn't answer, he asked instead: "Who are they?" but was interrupted by Christie's retreat.

"Are you doubting me?"

Christie raised her head abruptly, she was like a frightened rabbit, her red eyes were completely swelled by the grievance hidden in her rage, as if the teardrops in her eyes were about to run away from home in the next second.

"Are you doubting me?!" She stepped back, her pale fingers clutching the layers of her skirt, "Do you think I'm with them, do you think I'll bully you or betray you? I'll put you Saved from that disgusting filthy place and you're doubting me now? You eat mine, use mine, and everything I give you! Yintong, am I treating you badly?! You Why do you doubt me?!"

"Because I am a human being," Yin Tong said, his voice was very soft, as if he was too tired to lift his strength, "You are very good to me, but I am not the bird you locked in a cage."

"Did I lock you up?!" Christie yelled.

"You locked me up," Yin Tong looked into her eyes and smiled with difficulty, "You locked me up. You don't want me to go out, refuse me to socialize, no matter what I tell you, you will I think I'm hallucinating."

"But if everything is an illusion, if you can protect me as you promised, why do I still have nightmares over and over again, why do I still have hallucinations! You cover my eyes, gag my mouth, You fastened me in a cage, but you couldn't stop others from pulling my feathers."

Yin Tong stretched out his hand, revealing the bright red blood spots on his wrist.

He said, "Christie, I hurt."

"I've already seen Dr. Tong. If you can't protect me, just let me go and let me fend for myself, okay?"