In fact, Lin Shuang just wanted to give it a try. She was not sure whether Chen Yuqiao had contacted Aunt Zhen, or whether he had any new key clues.

If he kept silent, or if he was really not short of money, she would still tell him the initial password of his door lock...

Chen Yuqiao looked at her with a complicated expression. The whites of his clear eyes were covered with a few lines of tired red threads.

Lin Shuang faced the scrutiny of those beautiful peach blossom eyes with a steady smile, as if he had a winning ticket.

In fact, her scalp was numb, and her heart was beating uncontrollably. During the girlhood when she was carrying a secret, she had never looked at her "red moonlight" like this...

After a while, Chen Yuqiao suddenly lowered his head and laughed, making the dining table between them shake.

Lin Shuang: "..."

Chen Yuqiao stopped laughing and looked at the somewhat confused face opposite. Seeing her raising her neck like a vindictive swan, he couldn't help laughing again, and a smile spread across her handsome face.

"Sorry, sorry..." After a day of running around, he reflected on his actions, understood why Lin Shuang was angry before, and could also understand her eagerness to get more information.

However, the "intimidation" of exchanging information is a bit childish no matter how you think about it.

He really...isn't short of money.

However, at this moment, she looked confident and arrogant, which was in stark contrast to her serious attitude when she was talking about work with Xiang Ping.

Well, it's quite cute.

He blurted out his inner evaluation in an authentic dialect.

Lin Shuang was stunned for a moment.

As if he thought she didn't understand, he switched to Mandarin with a Beijing accent, but what he said was, "You are quite interesting."

"You are interesting" and "You are cute" don't seem to be the same thing.

Lin Shuang thought, his cheeks suddenly felt a little hot.

Chen Yuqiao said at this moment: "First of all, thank you for returning my ID card to me. Secondly, well, although I can stay in a hotel, it's better to go home, so..."

He explained to her the reasons for his "car escape" and the loss of contact: "I have been contacting Aunt Zhen and other related people in the afternoon to prepare for meeting Zheng Shuyi, and I did not bother to reply to you in detail. And because I did not see Zheng Shuyi,

I came back in vain, and I feel there is no need to contact you for the time being... So, I'm sorry to make you feel uneasy."

The corner of Lin Shuang's mouth twitched: This person is so self-righteous.

But what he said was so high-sounding and his attitude was so sincere that if she continued to vent her anger, it would be a bit like attacking her scumbag boyfriend who had gone missing.

Huh? What is she thinking?

Lin Shuang called up the invisible hand in his mind and waved away the excessive thinking just now, and brought the topic back to the work itself, and asked him seriously: "You said you haven't seen Aunt Zheng, but you have kept in touch with Aunt Zhen. Aunt Zhen

Have you told you where Aunt Zheng is?"

"Um."

Before he could complete the information, Lin Shuang blinked and confirmed: "Aunt Zheng is in the Seventh Hospital now, right?"

Chen Yuqiao: "..."

He was quite surprised. The words he had originally thought of - such as "Zheng Shuyi is recuperating under the care of Aunt Zhen, don't worry too much" - were of no use at all.

His speechless reaction revealed the answer.

Lin Shuang continued to ask: "Chen Yuqiao, why did you leave and act alone without saying goodbye... because you don't really trust me yet?"

Chen Yuqiao's eyes trembled.

"So that's it..." Lin Shuang relaxed completely, leaned back on the chair and crossed his arms.

Half a minute passed, and she smiled brightly at him: "I can understand. After all, I am a stranger to you, and you don't know my achievements as a social worker."

Although she was a little disappointed by the former "Red Moonlight"'s distrust, from the perspective of a working relationship, she did understand this distrust.

In the past few years as a social worker, she has encountered many resisters in the process of seeking resources and building a support network for her clients. Some people's uncooperation was much more egregious than Chen Yuqiao's "Che Escape".

At least, the person in front of me didn't choose to leave without saying goodbye because he didn't want to deal with his mother's problems.

Chen Yuqiao suppressed his surprised expression.

Lin Shuang's tone was sincere, and he also had something to say: "That's not exactly the reason. Zheng Shuyi said she didn't want to see me, so she really didn't want to see me. I'm worried about rashly going to find her with you when I'm still not sure why she committed suicide.

It will irritate her. After all, I should know her temperament better."

"Well..." Lin Shuang responded.

Indeed, it cannot be refuted.

She pondered for a moment, "Otherwise, there won't be any progress on your end anyway. I will continue to do Aunt Zheng's work in my own way. If I meet her first, guide her initially, and prove my business ability, you

If you can trust me more, can we formally form an alliance?"

Seeing him nodding, Lin Shuang bent his eyes and smiled brightly: "Then let's... compete!"

Then, she reported the password for the new door lock for his house and told him to change it as soon as possible.

Outside a convenience store.

Chen Yuqiao looked at the time on his phone and asked Lin Shuang, "Where do you live? How do you get back?"

“Three stops on the subway.”

Lin Shuang looked in the direction of the subway station. There were still twenty minutes before the last train of Line 1 departed, so there was still plenty of time.

"It's quite late, I'll see you off." He paused, "If you don't mind that I'm covered in sweat and sloppy."

The typhoon had passed, and the hot summer night air came with a faint smell of sea. A few beads of sweat rolled down his back. After running around for a long time, there was no place to take a shower, and his whole body was sticky and sour.

Lin Shuang turned back to look at him and said without thinking, "I mind."

"..."

"You're kidding." She laughed, "It doesn't matter to me, I'm used to going home so late, thanks!"

After arriving home, Chen Yuqiao took a thorough shower.

--"I mind."

When I walked out of the bathroom, three words suddenly exploded in my ears, like a magic sound that penetrated my brain.

Out of nowhere, he raised his elbow and sniffed his body.

It has a light sandalwood soap smell.

After heaving a sigh of relief, he even felt inexplicably funny.

He seemed to mind her joking "mind" a little bit.

On WeChat, Lin Shuangfa responded to the inquiry about whether he was home eight minutes ago.

20: "We're here [ok]"

Chen Yuqiao pressed the switches in several rooms.

The lights in the home, which have been dormant for nearly five months, are brightly lit.

The furnishings in the house were still the same. He thought for a moment, ignored the slightly messy living room for the time being, and walked directly to the innermost bedroom.

Lin Shuang said before that she found Zheng Shuyi who had overdosed here.

The bed in front of me has been made perfectly.

He couldn't imagine how his mother felt after swallowing the medicine and lying on it, waiting for the death knell to ring.

It's for sedation and sleep aid... If she really has depression, it's possible that she always has this medicine on hand.

Chen Yuqiao rummaged through boxes and cabinets, trying to find more clues.

In the drawers and cupboards, the most abundant items are the health care medicines that he told his mother to take on WeChat, as well as some regular medicines for headaches and fever.

He rummaged for a while and pulled out a medical record of a family doctor from a community hospital from the bottom of the box.

The doctor's handwriting was difficult to read. Chen Yuqiao took the medical records and walked to the study, sat down in front of the computer, and with the idea of ​​giving it a try, he compared it one by one with the relevant knowledge about "elderly depression" that he had searched for.

Although the scrawls on the paper looked like snakes dancing, after a few minutes of exploration, he determined that it was just a simple family consultation.

Zheng Shuyi probably brought her medical records to the Seventh Hospital with her.

The question has returned to its original point: how can he meet his mother and talk to her calmly about what happened without irritating her.

He held his forehead with one hand and dragged the mouse helplessly with the other hand, browsing the WeChat dialog box with Zheng Shuyi on his computer.

Nothing was found and nothing could be done. All hope lay in the "reassurance pills" given by Aunt Zhen.

"20" sent another message at this moment.

Chen Yuqiao was stunned for a moment, it was already past twelve o'clock in the night.

He clicked on the chat page, and Lin Shuang sent several links, which were the official website of "Love Together", as well as several tweets about the project services she personally participated in.

PS: "Excellent social workers learn about [doge]"

"I hope we can establish trust soon and look forward to happy cooperation in the future [lovely]"

"..." This overwhelming feeling made Chen Yuqiao couldn't help but curl up his lips and load the page she sent.

In several reports, Lin Shuang's figure in a red vest appeared among the service recipients and volunteers. He was not conspicuous, but he could recognize it immediately.
To be continued...