Yang Zhikui raised his ring finger high, and on his ring finger was a shiny platinum ring. Jiang He looked at the ring carefully. Judging from the luster, it was indeed platinum, and judging from the value, it was probably worth five or six thousand yuan. But according to Boss Wang, Yang Zhikui's salary is only three hundred a month.

If it is a pair of rings, then the price is estimated to be about 10,000 yuan. If Yang Zhikui saved money to buy it himself, then I don't know how many years Yang Zhikui would have to save to get the money for this pair of rings. But the ring is not really the point, the point is the person with the ring.

Yang Zhikui looked very happy: "Look, I have a ring, and we are married. I have no money recently, and you are our witnesses. When I save up, I will invite you to dinner. , then you can eat whatever you want, hee hee."

When everyone looked at this Yang Zhikui, they felt uncomfortable. Yang Zhikui didn't know if he was pretending to be crazy or acting stupid, as if he didn't know what the focus was now.

Yang Zhikui smiled and walked to the front of the cabinet. He just opened the cabinet door, then turned his head and shouted, "Did you touch my baby, did you touch my baby?"

Saying that, he knelt on the ground and took out the storage box. As if looking at his own child, he held the storage box tightly with one hand, and turned over various plastic bags and bottles and jars with the other. While he was talking, he finally counted all the things in the storage box correctly.

Seeing that there were a lot of things, Yang Zhikui breathed a sigh of relief, re-covered the storage box and put it back.

"I'm sorry." Yang Zhikui still knelt on the ground, he said to several people: "I thought you were going to take away my treasure, but you couldn't take my treasure, it took me a long time to take it, this is the My life, without them, I don't want to live anymore."

Xu Yiman looked at Yang Zhikui and didn't know what to say.

Shao Lao finally said: "Yang Zhikui, tell me, what did you do just now?"

Yang Zhikui pointed to his bed and said, "Can I sit on this, I feel cold."

Several people looked at Yang Zhikui strangely. Yang Zhikui only wore a short sleeve on his upper body, while his lower body was wearing long johns. In the late autumn season, the temperature turned cold, especially at night, when the cold wind was strong and invaded the muscles and bones. But Yang Zhikui didn't know what the nerves were, and it was no wonder that he was so cold in such a thin dress.

Shao Lao looked at Yang Zhikui, finally clicked, and said, "Yes."

Yang Zhikui nodded and slid into the quilt, only a head was exposed from the quilt. The electric mattress was very warm, and it seemed that Yang Zhikui was very comfortable. He took out his right hand and observed the ring on his hand under the light, like a child who just got his favorite toy and couldn't sleep with excitement.

"Love delusion will make a person like this?" Shao Lao couldn't help but look at Xu Yiman standing next to him.

Xu Yiman shook his head and said, "No, the paranoia of love is only for the crush. When they get along with other people, except that it is useless to persuade them to think that others like them, the rest of the topics are possible. They can communicate, and they can communicate normally. But looking at Yang Zhikui's current state, he always answers the questions, either pretending to be stupid or a little stupid."

After all, several people did not speak, they were all observing this Yang Zhikui, trying to see whether this Yang Zhikui was really stupid or pretending to be stupid. When no one else spoke, Yang Zhikui was happy with it. He was still looking at his ring, and he seemed to be able to see a flower in the ring.

Shao Lao sighed and asked, "What were you doing just now? Yang Zhikui."

Yang Zhikui looked at Mr. Shao and said, "Didn't I say, I just got married."

Looking at Yang Zhikui's appearance, it didn't seem like he was pretending to be stupid. In fact, they were able to communicate, but this Yang Zhikui seemed to have become a further Jiang He and could not understand the deep meaning of the words.

Thinking of this, Shao Lao said: "When did you buy the ring."

"Two days ago." Yang Zhikui was quite excited when he heard this topic: "The day before yesterday afternoon, there was no car, so I said hello to the master and went to buy this ring. The woman who bought the ring told me that everyone likes it. I bought this ring, the price is suitable for the working class, it is not particularly expensive, and the appearance is very good, so I bought it."

"Wait until today." Yang Zhikui said, "I married her."

"But she's already dead." Shao Lao said heavily.

"Dead?" Yang Zhikui asked, "Who?"

"Zhu Liang." Shao Lao looked at Yang Zhikui and said two words from his mouth.

Hearing Shao Lao's words, Yang Zhikui put his hand down. He stared at Shao Lao, as if he couldn't believe Shao Lao's words. But the problem was that Jiang He's previous words had already made it clear that even Yang Zhikui had carried the body to the crematorium. How could he not know that Zhu Liang was dead.

Shao Lao finally understood why Yang Zhikui was like this. According to Xu Yiman, even if he had love paranoia, he could still communicate with people normally. But looking at Yang Zhikui like this, it doesn't look like he can communicate with people, let alone help people repair cars.

Old Shao didn't know the reason before, but now he does.

Shao Lao walked in front of Yang Zhikui, grabbed Yang Zhikui's collar, and opened the bow to the left and right to slap two slaps. These two slaps stunned everyone.

I saw Mr. Shao holding Yang Zhikui's collar and shouting, "Be awake, Zhu Liang is dead."

As soon as these words were said, Yang Zhikui seemed to finally wake up. He looked at the ring on his hand, and then at Lao Shao, who was clutching his collar, and suddenly burst into tears without warning. He hugged Shao Lao, leaning over Shao Lao's arms, snot and tears.

Tears almost soaked Shao Lao's clothes, and his nose also hit Shao Lao's body. But Lao Shao did not evade him at all. He hugged Yang Zhikui and did not speak.

Yang Zhikui cried and cried: "Yes, Zhu Liang is dead, I took her to the crematorium, I put her in the funeral home, Zhu Liang died, he died. "

This cry was like the sky was torn apart, until his tears dried up and his throat was suppressed, the sadness still spread in this small room, everyone looked at Yang Zhikui, not knowing what to feel in their hearts.

Shao Lao's two slaps woke Yang Zhikui's hysteria, and then Yang Zhikui said what happened.

Three days ago, the old Wang repair shop had no business. Yang Zhikui, who wanted to see Zhu Liang, greeted the master and left the repair shop early to go to the sponge factory to find Zhu Liang. Yang Zhikui knew that Zhu Liang should get off work at this time, and he chose an hour-six o'clock when he left Lao Wang's car repair shop.

In order to save a dollar by car, Yang Zhikui walked to the sponge factory. In order to take a shortcut, Yang Zhikui bypassed the crematorium and went to the sponge factory from Qingchun Road. This way, he walked for a full hour and a half. It was very dark at seven o'clock in the late autumn. When he came to Qingchun Road, it was already dark.

Yang Zhikui didn't care about this. He didn't know how many times he had walked this Qingchun Road. As usual, Zhu Liang should be on the playground behind the sponge factory at the moment. There are many female workers in the sponge factory, and there is a large open space behind it. In order to strengthen the quality construction, Director Wang decided to use the open space as a playground. There are all kinds of fitness equipment on the playground.

As a little girl in her twenties, Zhu Liang could not chat with those aunts in their forties. When she was free, Zhu Liang would go out for a walk on the playground alone and listen to music. This habit of Zhu Liang was clearly seen by Yang Zhikui, and Yang Zhikui always sneaked into the sponge factory quietly and observed Zhu Liang secretly behind a big tree in the playground.

If Yang Zhikui guessed correctly, Zhu Liang should be listening to music on the playground with his mobile phone.

But this time Yang Zhikui guessed wrong, Zhu Liang was not in the playground. Yang Zhikui was like a child who was lost in a shopping mall with his parents. For a while, fear struck him. While avoiding the female workers of the sponge factory, he searched for Zhu Liang in the sponge factory, but after searching for several hours, he could not find Zhu Liang.

Yang Zhikui looked at his cell phone, it was already around ten o'clock in the evening.

The last light in the dormitory of the sponge factory went out, and Zhu Liang was nowhere to be seen. Yang Zhikui was certain that Zhu Liang was not in the dormitory. But she wasn't in the dormitory and didn't come back at ten o'clock. Where did she go?

Looking for Zhu Liang was fruitless, Yang Zhikui had to come back from the sponge factory, and he had to continue working the next day. Maybe Zhu Liang was sick and went to the hospital today, or maybe Zhu Liang's relatives came and she asked for leave, or maybe Zhu Liang was with another man. The cranky Yang Zhikui walked along Qingchun Road to the garage.

As soon as I came out of the back door, a van also drove in through the back door.

Yang Zhikui didn't care, he saw that it was already ten o'clock, and he had to go back quickly. After each day's work, Yang Zhikui must help Boss Wang to count the auto parts to see if there is any missing. At this time, Boss Wang was about to go home. If he didn't go back, Boss Wang might get angry, and his job would be ruined.

So he made a decision to go back across the fields, which would take less time than bypassing the crematorium, and it was estimated that he could go back before eleven o'clock.

He walked across the field to another street, and not long after walking, he saw a man lying on the ground.

The man was wearing a light blue long dress, which was inconspicuous in the dark. If it wasn't for Yang Zhikui who was passing by, there would be no way to see such a person lying on the ground in the darkness. The girl was lying under a tree, there was a blood bag on the tree, and the needle at the bottom was still stuck in the girl's wrist.

Yang Zhikui looked so intently that the person lying on the ground was none other than Zhu Liang, who he had been looking for for hours and couldn't find.