The Female Lead Has Disconnected for Eight Years

On the day Yu Zhile graduated from college, he entered the army of unemployed with 30% of his classmates.

In the rental house, the light is dim and the space is narrow. To save electricity, Yu Zhile didn't turn on the lights. Surrounded by shadows coming from all directions, she lay on the bare mattress and faced with the wall. The peeling ceiling thinks about life.

I only had 10,000 yuan sponsored by my parents. I paid most of my rent and security deposit. Most of the resumes I voted for were very heavy. There was no news about the interviews I took the previous two days.

She rolled over and smelled a musty smell, which belonged to the old house.

Because there is no job, there is no choice to rent a house out of commuting considerations, so Yu Zhile, who is in a tight budget, naturally chooses where to buy cheaply. She rented a long-standing community. The remote location is not a school district. The active residents are basically retired elderly, but the security is not bad. Of course, the most important thing is because the rent is low.

It's just that the cheap price doesn't link to Wumart. Although she is mentally prepared, Yu Zhile still sighed softly.

The sun didn't know when the mountain was completely down. Yu Zhile still didn't turn on the light. He pulled his slippers and darkened to turn into a kitchen that was difficult for him. By a line of bright bubble noodles on the outside corridor, he smelled while waiting with a fork in the dark. The scent of the cup noodles, already unable to bear, began to fantasize about the satisfaction of the hot instant noodles scalding the mouth of the lips. Yu Zhile was thrown out of Jiu Xiaoyun when she was full of worries.

There is a tile on the top of the head, and there is a cup of noodles to eat, and the days are not too bad.

Yu Zhile is such a person who has not pursued.

"Ding Dong -", the doorbell rang suddenly.

Yu Zhile thought that no one would come to visit her at this time and at this place. It was estimated that the cup noodles would take a few minutes to eat, so he put down the plastic fork, rubbed it to the door, and looked over the cat's eyes.

A good-looking but strange young man stood at the door.

Yu Zhile asked: "Who do you want to find?"

The young man heard the voice behind the door and immediately said with a smile: "Hello, is this Miss Yu Zhile?"

Yu Zhile listened to him saying his name, and his vigilance continued to rise. Several suspects who might leak her personal information appeared in the brain, and the young man outside was promoted from selling insurance to being a robber and murderer. "Click" locked the door.

The young man's expression stiffened when he heard this, and he didn't think that Yu Zhile was so alert. He looked back and said, "Don't get me wrong, I used to be a resident here, because I want to live here. I didn’t take the liberty to disturb the investigation, I just wanted to ask a few simple questions, please."

Yu Zhile saw that he was sincere, turned on the light of the entrance, and hesitantly opened the wooden door, but the old-fashioned anti-theft iron door still didn't open, so he said, "Ask."

The young man was relieved to see that she finally revealed her face, but when she saw Yu Zhile's face, her expression changed a little, and she was a little surprised. She didn't speak for a long time.

"You are Yu Zhile?" It took a while before the young man asked with a confused face.

Yu Zhile was baffled by his attitude, and nodded and said nothing.

The young man turned back and looked back. Yu Zhile followed his eyes and saw another man standing at the stairs.

The lights in the corridor are voice-controlled. Yu Zhile’s doorway maintains a dim light because young men stomping their feet from time to time. The men at the stairway are silent. Naturally, they are always hidden in the darkness, and only a rough outline can be seen.

The first word that came out of Yu Zhile's mind was "companion", who was about to close the door, and listened to the young man asking, "Are you twenty?"

Yu Zhile frowned, not wanting to talk nonsense to him again.

"Do you have a sister or aunt who looks like you? About thirty years old..."

Yu Zhile pulled the door by the brush, and immediately before closing the door, his eyes fell on the man at the stairwell involuntarily.

He wore a fitted suit and outlined a good figure with wide shoulders and narrow waists. The shoulder line was straight and wide. The long figure leaned against the handrail of the stairs. His head was slightly lowered. His hands were inserted in the trouser pockets. It doesn't fit into the old residential building, it seems that it is just waiting for others, and it doesn't care much about Yu Zhile's situation.

But when Yu Zhile looked at him, he suddenly looked up and stared at Yu Zhile with a pair of black eyes, and she was shocked by a beat.

After closing the door, Yu Zhile leaned back against the door for a long time before setting her mind. Those dark eyes that were as bright as stars contained emotions that were too violent and strong. Yu Zhile didn't know how to describe it, and she couldn't figure out when she had caused trouble. Such two people.

The two outside spoke for a while at the stairs, but they were a little further away across the door, and Yu Zhile didn't hear their conversation. He lay on the door and listened for a while. The two seemed to have left. Yu Zhile opened a door slit probe and looked at it. Sure enough, there was no one on the corridor.

Yu Zhile had just moved in. Many of her daily necessities were not arranged properly, and she had to worry about finding a job. Those two people did not reappear. This evening episode was quickly left behind by her.

Another day of hard work and no gain, Yu Zhile got off the bus and dragged back at a heavy pace. As soon as I entered the community, the smell of the home-cooked meals in every corner touched her homesickness. Her eyes turned red without warning, but she still held back her tears.

"Xiao Yu is off work." Uncle Wang, who brought his folding chair and sat on the side of the road, greeted Yu Zhile with a smile.

Uncle Wang is a tenant on the first floor of Yu Zhile's building. He is about 80 years old and suffers from Alzheimer's disease. However, it is strange that Yu Zhile is quickly remembered. When she is brought out by the babysitter to bask in the sun every day, she will say hello.

At this time, his live-in caregiver was probably cooking, releasing Uncle Wang and chatting with other old ladies. But what is strange is that among a group of elderly people standing a tall young man, back to Yu Zhile and chatting with the old people.

Yu Zhile felt that this person's back was familiar, but didn't think about it, and smiled and said hello to Uncle Wang.

Uncle Wang beckoned to her with a smile that saw her teeth invisible, "Xiao Yu Xiao Yu is coming quickly, your brother is here."

Yu Zhile can't figure out the situation, where is her brother?

The young man turned around at this time, still having the same kind of strong eyes that almost pierced Yu Zhile's meat like a hook, and she immediately remembered why he thought he was familiar.

But only for a moment, the young man concealed the sharp edge in his eyes. The whole person revealed a gentle and polite temperament. There was no trace of impatience to the old people who were chattering around. The smile in his eyes was sincere and cordial.

Yu Zhile was so excited that he didn't dare to see the young man again. He responded vaguely, with the same size of steps, but after getting out of the sight of the old people, he continued to speed up the frequency of two replacements, and flew into the building. .

The young man was still talking to Uncle Wang, but Yu Guang had never left Yu Zhile. When she saw her, she almost trot up, her eyes stunned, she smiled and gestured with the old people, and took a step forward to catch up.

Yu Zhile didn't dare to look back, but when she heard the powerful footsteps behind her, she would definitely not come from the old man. She was in a panic, stepping on the stairs in small black high heels, and slammed when she reached the second floor. Her hands were covered with gray hands, but she didn't dare to stay for a second. go.

When Yu Zhile entered the building, he closed the outermost iron door. The young man pulled it away but immediately pulled out the key from his pocket to open the iron door, but at this time Yu Zhile was out of his sight, and he could not restrain his heart. A good hunch, three steps and two steps up, but not to mention the stairs, even the third floor corridor where Yu Zhile rented, could not see her trace.

He felt his heart begin to ache, and reached out to ring the doorbell, but stopped when he was about to touch it.

He was terrified, even afraid to press the button lightly.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Yu Zihuan pressed the doorbell hard. It wasn't enough to press it. After pressing it for an unknown number of times, he rang for a while after he stopped.

There is no sound.

In addition to Yu Zihuan's own heartbeat, the whole hallway was scary, and there was no wind and wind behind the door.

No one came to open the door, even the sound of overhearing on the door carefully disguised as not at home.

Suddenly, Yu Zihuan's heart also calmed down. He drew out the key borrowed from He Liang, opened the anti-theft door first, and then opened the wooden door inside. The whole process was so calm.

After entering the house, his eyes swept through all kinds of debris, and after inspecting all the rooms, Yu Zihuan stood in the center of the living room in a daze. The memory that was abandoned eight years ago came turbulently, and the anger was overwhelming. , Puzzling and sadness roared in his chest, but he had already lost the power to vent in these years of waiting and searching.

The phone rang, he didn't even see who was calling, and he connected it mechanically, "Hey."

"How is it? Is she the person you're looking for?" Nie Hong's excited voice poured into Yu Zihuan's ears. Instead, he would certainly take the phone away a bit in disgust, but now he is indifferent.

"She..." Yu Zihuan opened her mouth, but choked up unexpectedly. He paused. His eyes were red but he tried to make himself laugh, but he couldn't hide the bitterness in the words. "She's gone again."