The Female Lead Has Disconnected for Eight Years

On the day that Yu Zhile graduated from university, he joined the unemployed with 30% of his classmates.

In the rental house, the light is dim and the space is narrow. To save electricity, Yu Zhile did not turn on the lights. She was surrounded by shadows from all directions and swarms. She was lying on a bare mattress, facing the wall, which was worn out due to age. The peeling ceiling thinks about life.

I only had 10,000 yuan sponsored by my parents. I went there after paying the rent and deposit. Most of the resumes I sent out were in vain. There was no news about the interview I attended the previous two days.

She turned over and smelled a musty smell that belonged to the old house.

Since there is no job, there is no place to rent a house for commuting, so Yu Zhile, who is financially tight, naturally chooses where it is cheaper.She rented a residential area that was quite old, in a remote location and not in a school district. Most of the active residents are retired elderly people, but the public security is not bad. Of course, the most important thing is the low rent.

It's just that the cheap price is often not linked to Wumei. Although mentally prepared, Yu Zhile sighed slightly.

When the sun completely set, Yu Zhile still didn’t turn on the light. He pulled his slippers to get out of the dark to turn around in the kitchen where it was difficult to turn around. With a ray of bright cup noodles on the corridor outside, he was waiting in the dark with a fork in his mouth. When the aroma of the cup noodles was reached, I could not bear to imagine the satisfaction of the hot instant noodles burning his lips. Yu Zhile's abdomen and thoughts were instantly thrown out of the sky.

There is a tile on the top of the head and cup noodles to eat, so the days are not terrible.

Yu Zhile is such a person who has no pursuit.

"Ding Dong--" The doorbell rang suddenly.

Yu Zhile couldn't think of anyone who would visit her at this time and this place. He 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 at the cat's eyes.

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

Yu Zhile asked, "Who can I call?"

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

When Yu Zhile heard him say his name, his vigilance rose instead of falling. Several suspects that might leak her personal information appeared in his mind, as well as the murderer who promoted the young man outside from selling insurance to robbery and murder. The door was locked with a "click".

The young man's expression stiffened when he heard the movement. He didn't seem to expect that Yu Zhile was so defensive. He turned his head and looked behind him and said: "Don't get me wrong, I was also a resident here before, because I wanted to understand the living environment here. I took the liberty to interrupt after conducting research, just want to ask a few simple questions, please."

Seeing that he was sincere, turning on the lights in the entrance, Yu Zhile hesitated to open the wooden door, but the old-fashioned anti-theft iron door still did not open, so he said through the anti-theft door, "Ask."

The young man was also relieved to see that she finally showed her true face, but his expression changed a little when he saw Yu Zhile clearly, and he was a little surprised, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Are you Yu Zhile?" After a while, the young man asked with a confused face.

Yu Zhile was puzzled by his attitude, and nodded without speaking.

The young man looked back again, and Yu Zhile followed his line of sight and saw another man standing at the top of the stairs.

The lights in the corridor are voice-activated. The doorway of Yu Zhile was kept dimly light by the young man stomping from time to time. The man at the stairway remained silent. He was naturally hidden in the dark all the time, only a rough outline could be seen.

The first word that came up in Yu Zhile's mind was "associate". He was about to close the door and then heard the young man ask: "Are you twenty?"

Yu Zhile frowned and didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore.

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

Yu Zhile yanked the door, and just before the door closed, his eyes fell on the man at the top of the stairs involuntarily.

He wears a well-fitting suit, outlines a good figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist. The shoulder line is straight and wide. His long figure is leaning against the handrail of the stairs. He lowers his head slightly and puts his hands in his trouser pockets. He exudes an elite atmosphere. It doesn't fit in with the old residential buildings. It seems to be just waiting for someone, and doesn't really care about Yu Zhile's situation.

But when Yu Zhile looked at him, he also suddenly raised his head and looked over, staring at Yu Zhile with black eyes, shocking her heart to skip a beat.

After closing the door, Yu Zhile leaned back against the door for a long time before he settled down. Those eyes that were as bright as stars in the darkness contained emotions that were too turbulent and strong. Yu Zhile didn't know how to describe it, let alone when she was provoked. Such two people.

The two outside were talking for a while at the top of the stairs, but they were a little far apart through the door, and Yu Zhile did not hear their conversation clearly.After lying on the door panel and listening for a while, the two seemed to have left. Yu Zhile opened a door crack and looked at it. As expected, there was no one in the corridor.

Yu Zhile had just moved here, many of the daily necessities at home were not arranged properly, and he had to worry about finding a job. The two people did not show up again. This evening episode was quickly forgotten by her.

After another day's hard work, Yu Zhile got off the bus and dragged a heavy pace back.As soon as she entered the community, the soot of home-cooked vegetables in every corner touched her homesick nerves. The circles under her eyes flushed without warning, but she still held back the tears.

"Little Yu is off work." Uncle Wang who brought his own folding chair sitting on the edge of the road greeted Yu Zhile with a smile.

Uncle Wang is a resident on the first floor of Yu Zhile's building. He is about eighty years old and suffers from Alzheimer's. But what is strange is that he quickly remembers Yu Zhile. Every day when he is brought out by the nanny to bask in the sun, he will actively greet her.

At this time, his live-in nanny was probably cooking, letting Uncle Wang out to chat with other old men and women.But what is strange is that a tall young man stands among a bunch of old people, with his back to Yu Zhile and chatting with the old people.

Yu Zhile felt that this person's back was a bit familiar, but he didn't think much, and smiled and greeted Uncle Wang.

Uncle Wang waved to her, smiling so hard that he couldn't see him, "Xiaoyu Xiaoyu come here, your brother is here."

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

The young man turned around at this moment, still with the kind of strong gaze that almost pierced Yu Zhile's meat like a hook, and she immediately remembered why he felt familiar to him.

But just for a moment, the young man concealed the sharpness in his eyes again, and his whole person revealed a gentle and polite temperament. He was not impatient with the old people talking around, and the smile in his eyes was also sincere and kind.

Yu Zhile was so excited that he didn't dare to look at the young man again, and responded vaguely, with the same step size, but after leaving the eyes of the old people, he kept increasing the frequency of two-digit replacement, and fleeing into the building as if flying. .

The young man was still talking to Uncle Wang, but the corner of his eye never left Yu Zhile. Seeing her almost trot up, his eyes drenched, and he smiled and gestured with the old people, and stepped forward to catch up.

Yu Zhile didn't dare to look back, but when he heard the powerful footsteps behind him, it was definitely not from the old man.She was in a panic. She stepped on small black high heels to climb the stairs. When she climbed to the second floor, she was still stunned, her hands were covered with dust, 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 and didn’t open it, but he immediately took the key from his pocket and opened the iron door. Good foreboding, three steps and two steps up, but not to mention the stairs, even Yu Zhile rented the third floor corridor, she could not be seen.

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

He was scared, so scared that he didn't even have the courage to press that button gently.

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Yu Zihuan pressed the doorbell fiercely. It was not enough. After he pressed it for an unknown number of times, it rang "dingdongdingdong" for a while after he stopped.

There is no sound.

Except for Yu Zihuan's own heartbeat beating like a drum, the entire corridor is frighteningly quiet, and there is no turbulence behind the door.

No one came to open the door, not even the eavesdropping sound of pretending not to be at home but lying on the door.

Yu Zihuan's heart suddenly calmed down. He lowered his eyes and took out the key borrowed from He Liang, first opened the security door, and then opened the wooden door inside. The whole process was unbelievably calm.

After entering the house, his eyes were swept over all kinds of clutter, and after inspecting all the rooms, Yu Zihuan stood in the middle of the living room in a daze. The memory of being abandoned eight years ago flooded with overwhelming anger. , Incomprehension 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, "Hello."

"How about? Is she the person you're looking for?" Nie Hong's enthusiastic voice flooded into Yu Zihuan's ears. He would certainly take the phone farther away in disgust, but now he is indifferent.

"She..." Yu Zihuan opened his mouth, but unexpectedly choked. He paused, his eyes flushed but he tried to make himself laugh, but he couldn't hide the bitterness of the words, "She's gone again."