40 sleepless nights

The night is surging like water, and the light wind inspires the corners of men and women, and the tide of cars on the road keeps flashing on the street.

The glow of the moon leaves mottled light and shadow through the branches of trees with a long history, mixed with street lights. Xiao Chen and Qi Wei's figures are half blurred and half slender.

Qi Wei suddenly jumped forward. As she ran, she looked back at her figure and shouted, "Xiao Yuan, guess how old I am this year?"

"I can't guess." Looking at the woman's delicate face, Xiao Chen shook his head and smiled.

"How old do you think I am?" Qi Wei suddenly stopped and looked at Xiao Chen and asked.

"About thirty." Xiao Chen gave a very vague number.

"What about now?" Qi Wei reached out and pulled a faint mask-like thing on her face, which was very thin and light, like cicada wings. If the woman hadn't taken it off herself, Xiao Chen really didn't have thought that there would be such a thing on this woman's face.

Looking at the woman standing under the moonlight with a smile, Xiao Chen really couldn't believe his eyes. His eyes were as bright as stars, and his skin was as flawless as mutton fat and white jade. A faint smile on the corners of his mouth was enough to turn all sentient beings upside down. What kind of flowers, trees make snow and closed moon and shy flowers are all bullshit. The beauty of women can no longer be shaped by words. Rong, even compared with Zhang Qiuling, Xiao Chen was stunned and could no longer say anything.

"Why don't you know me?" Qi Wei walked to Xiao Chen and touched Xiao Chen's face with her hands. Her eyes were full of smiles, and her short hair danced in the wind as if she were playing the most beautiful and elegant melody in the world.

"I can't help it. There are too many people who know me, so I have to find a mask to wear." The woman giggled, and her voice was ethereal and clear. As she spoke, she raised the mask like cicada wings in her hand, moving briskly and playfully.

"Are you really called Qi Wei?" Xiao Chen, with a blank mind, asked in a blankly.

"Fake." The woman smiled cunningly.

This is an amazing face, which dims the neon lights and can compete with the bright moon.

"Pig head, are you stupid?" The woman said shyly.

The woman's expression and tone are very different from that of Qi Wei in the bar.

After Xiao Chen woke up a little, he couldn't help but feel too strange. If what happened tonight is true, then it's too strange. What is the origin of this woman? How can the mask or mask-like thing that reaches the level of fake truth be so high-end? Too many doubts made it difficult for Xiao Chen to calm down, but what shocked Xiao Chen most was the woman's face.

The dancing sleeves of the red building, the beauty of the country and the city! She deserves it.

"What is this thing?" Xiao Chen looked at the mask in the woman's hand and asked.

"This is my secret." The woman smiled mysteriously, "But I can tell you something. This is the latest product developed by a scientific research team in the United States, which has not yet come out."

"Then who are you?"

"Of course I am me." The woman sneered, the stars and the moon lost their color, and the Milky Way was dim.

"I mean, why do you wear this mask?"

"Because I'm playing my cousin, hehe." The woman smiled sweetly.

"Why do I feel like a fool?" Xiao Chen took out a cigarette from his pocket and laughed at himself, with a bitter face.

"You're not stupid. I've appeared in Beijing many times with this mask. You are the first stranger to see my true face."

"Should I say that I'm honored?"

"Of course, do you think anyone can see my true face?" Women pretend to be arrogant.

Xiao Chen stood still and smoked silently, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, and did not answer the woman's words.

"Hey, pig head, talk."

"What did you say?" Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"Aren't you surprised to see Miss Ben's true face?"

"Surprised."

"You..." The woman said angrily.

"In fact, I have two questions that I don't understand. First, what identity are you, and second, why do you show your true face to me? I'm not handsome and I don't have money. I'm a poor man with nothing, so you must not show my true face because you like me, so I'm curious and looking forward to your answer. Xiao Chen spit out a smoke ring and then looked at the woman and asked with a smile.

"Is my identity so curious to you?" The woman asked with a smile.

"What I pay attention to and look forward to is the answer to the second question."

"I don't want to say or say it. Guess yourself." A complex look flashed strangely in the woman's eyes, like shame and anger.

Xiao Chen smoked halfway through a cigarette, looked at the woman and frowned and said, "I don't like guessing riddles."

The woman's expression changed, and finally smiled mysteriously, "You will know when the time comes."

After saying this, the woman suddenly stared at Xiao Chen mysteriously and said, "Your name is Xiao Chen, not Xiao Yuan. Remember, don't lie to me next time. I don't like men who lie, no matter what the reason is."

After saying this sentence, the woman turned around and jumped along the road with mottled light and shadow, and her figure gradually faded away until she disappeared into the vast night.

Xiao Chen shook his head speechlessly, but suddenly heard a message from afar, "Xiao Chen, you are the only man who has drunk three glasses of red wine with me and hasn't changed his face. Like your grandfather, you are all alcoholics and great drunkards."

Xiao Chen shook his head speechlessly again. Who is this woman with the disguised Qi Wei?

Although it is a hot summer day, it is also as cool as water at night. Xiao Chen, wearing a sleeveless coat, feels cold and straight to his heart and spleen.

This night, Xiao Chen, who climbed over the wall, jumped off the building and opened the door and returned to the 110 dormitory, didn't sleep well. It was very bad. The man who tossed and turned but always couldn't sleep began to clean up what had happened in his mind for more than half a month.

Half a month ago, he took an unreliable wooden boat across half of the Taiwan Strait to leave the Unknown Island, and then met Zhang Qiuling. The next day, he met Zhu Shihao, and then came to the Chinese Opera to meet Bai Yi, Zhu Wenjun, Hua Guoan, and then tonight to meet this woman named Qi Wei. Amnesia, the current name is Xiao Yuan, but why do these women or men know their own destiny? Was he a powerful figure in the past? But in my memory, there is only Qingcheng Mountain, only another village, only Zhang Tianyou and no others. Why can these people who they don't know find themselves and appear in front of them? Did someone deliberately reveal the clue? Is it these people who already have a very powerful information network?

The man is innocent, and he is guilty!

Xiao Chen remembered the black jade fist that Bai Yi said last night. Did they all come for this thing? How did they know that they had this thing?

Xiao Chen frowned slightly and suddenly thought of Zhang Qiuling. Why did she leave without saying goodbye? Why is it Zhu Shihao who appears beside him the next day? Is her departure a coincidence or a special arrangement? What is her identity? She knew Zhang Tianyou and was willing to devote herself to the first meeting. Was she and she once a lover or a couple? But why didn't she say anything?

Why did the woman with the disguised Qi Wei appear in the bar again? Is it also a coincidence? Why does she know the dead old alcoholic?

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When thinking about these unimaginable questions, Xiao Chen suddenly felt a splitting headache.

Xiao Chen lay with his head in his hands and tried his best to endure the pain and torture brought by thinking and amnesia.

After a long time, Xiao Chen slowly opened his eyes.

Zhang Qiuling, maybe it's time to take the initiative to find her and talk to her.

This night, Xiao Chen was sleepless!