After waking up from a nap, I found that there were no text messages or missed calls on my phone. As I lay in bed thinking about it, I realized that he had always been like this. There was a certain coldness about him, even when he was close to you, you still felt like he was far away.

  An idea suddenly popped into my mind:

  Do I have to like him?

  If I don't like it, my heart feels very uncomfortable right away, as if a cotton ball is stuck in my chest. Although it's soft and fluffy, it seems to have sucked something out of my heart.

  What if you like it?

  Why is there a feeling of uneasy panic?

  It's completely different from the pure and happy feeling I had when I liked boys in high school and college.

  This is why?

  ——

  After receiving Shen Shiyan's phone call, I immediately went to find Wu Yu. Unexpectedly, he was still sleeping, which made me feel quite fresh. Because previously it seemed like he was always waiting for me to sleep well. Before I could stop her, Xiaohua rushed in and woke him up excitedly.

  So I was a bit annoyed with Little Hua, and had no choice but to lift up the curtain and go in.

  I rarely entered a man's room, so I didn't expect him to wear so little. Xiao Hua also considerately turned on the light for me, and I clearly saw the outline of his back, with lean muscles all over. He was wearing a pair of black shorts, looked at me, pulled the blanket beside him, and draped it over his waist. I didn't know if there was a hint of shyness in his eyes at that moment.

  I sat down beside the bed and pretended to be nonchalant as I talked to him about the case.

  It was indeed a major turning point. The entire case was almost overturned, if that man was named Xu Zifeng instead of Zhu Shuyun, then what was the point of all this?

  Although I was talking about the case, I had a faint feeling that Wu's emotions were not quite right, his eyes were a bit cold, as if he had an attitude. But our question and answer session didn't seem to have any issues.

  Isn't it just morning temper?

  So I deliberately provoked him and said, "Hey buddy, what are you thinking?"

  He seemed a bit normal now, and with his palm patted my nose, saying: "What are you yelling about?"

  What's he yelling about?

  I suddenly didn't dare to speak up.

  The topic had to continue to stay on the case.

  Who is the real Zhu Shuyan?

  "Could it be that Xu Zifeng and Zhu Shuyun are good friends, and you see they both have intellectual disabilities... but their world may be able to communicate better. What if Zhu Shuyun encountered some great calamity, for example... passed away, so Xu Zifeng suddenly came to avenge him?" I said.

  "Their relationship must be very close." Wu nodded, "Otherwise, how would Xu Zifeng know about those things in the Zhu family? Including his entire experience of being kidnapped? This shows that Zhu Shuyun is not really mentally handicapped. At 5 years old, he remembered things very clearly and told them to Xu Zifeng. However, I have always had doubts in my heart. Xu Zifeng is a half-mad person. From the three times I interacted with him, I felt that his adaptability was not strong, and his psychological quality was not good either. You say such a person can arrange such a meticulous plan, first killing two related people, then setting up an ambush to confuse the police's line of sight, diverting attention, conducting a moral trial...I always feel it's a bit far-fetched. Moreover, before Xu Zifeng died, he said something. He said that someone gave him those birds, and he didn't know about the note situation. I tend to believe he was telling the truth."

  My heart skipped a beat, and the feeling was like a fog that had been shrouding my mind was suddenly pierced. I looked at him, not expecting him to be so good at reasoning and so sharp. I said: "Right, that's exactly what I thought, you said it before I even spoke."

  He smiled slightly.

  Today I finally saw him smile.