I wanted to go back to the city right away, but Bacon told me not to leave and asked me to take some pictures of him and Xifeng in the afternoon. He didn't plan to go to the photo studio to take any wedding photos, but when he got married, he always had to hang some photos on the wall of the new house, so he asked me to take a few photos and make them bigger when they were washed. At dinner, I told them that I planned to go to Guanglin and look for them there. Since Jiangbiao and Lily of the valley are returning along the original road, Guanglin is a must pass.
I'm fairly familiar with Guanglin. It's a small county. The county seat stretches out in the valley, and some places are vacated, which is not much bigger than Jietianlong. If you install a tweeter to shout into the microphone, the entire Guanglin county should be able to hear it.
Xifeng listened to my thoughts and did not hesitate to give orders to Bacon: "Bacon, you also go with Gu Ge. If something happens, there will be some kind of help."
Eight mounds are quite reluctant. He said: "What can happen?"
"Mound, you go and get my sister Lily of the valley. I've figured it out. When I get married, I must have Lily of the valley as my bridesmaid." Xifeng hugged the head of Yat and placed it on his forehead. Shang gave a bitter kiss, and gave out a few clear teeth marks. The ba mound was so touched, his heart softened, and he agreed to go together.
He asked me when to leave, and I said I had to prepare something, and called when I went.
Back in Jicheng, I went to Mao Yigeng again to see if he could use criminal investigation methods to locate her current location through Linglan's mobile phone.
"We have done this kind of thing, and we can find out if we get the assistance of a mobile company. If the mobile phone is activated, we can find out the exact location of the mobile phone holder through the nearest base station. If the phone is turned off, we can only check the previous call Call or send text messages." Mao Yigeng said, "Now this method is tightly controlled and cannot be abused. The implementation of mobile phone location monitoring must be approved by the Municipal Bureau."
"Try to help!"
"Why do you always take these shit things on yourself?"
"You know, my friend, Jiang Biao, he is easy to do unexpected things. His family is crazy, and I promised his wife to get him back as soon as possible."
Mao Yigeng said that he was not sure, but he tried his best. Whenever he can get through the joints, it depends on luck. I can't sit and wait for him to give me the result, and plan to go to Guanglin as soon as possible. Ba Deng is willing to go, and I am also willing to have multiple helpers, multiple pairs of eyes for searching. During this search, I often feel isolated and helpless. I need someone by my side to share responsibility with me, to advance and retreat together, and to speak words of encouragement to each other when I am frustrated.
In fact, the blind trip to Guanglin was doomed to nothing. If the weather weren't so hot that people slapped ourselves, the two of us would be able to grate this small county town twice a day. Holding the pictures of Jiang Biao and Lily of the valley in my hand, I went into the hotel and the family hotel, and asked the waiter, I saw that I hadn't seen these two people.
I asked people everywhere, and most of them cooperated, took the photos and looked at them carefully, remembered them carefully for a while, and then told me, no. Some people would doubt my identity, Ba Deng said abruptly, "We are the police, handling the case", and others no longer doubted it. Ba Deng has met with the police every day for eight years, so he said that he is a police officer. Other people are always convinced, as if Ba Deng and the police captain are married.
Occasionally I came across someone who was more truthful and wanted to check the verification, so I put on a miserable look, as if there was something unspeakable, but forced to tell the other person: "Brother (sister), I'm not afraid of you laughing when I say it. In fact, my wife was This man stole it."
"I'm looking for your wife. You are such a person, why don't you pay attention. Thieves are everywhere now. Losing your wife is indeed more a headache than losing money." For a man who has become a bachelor, a kind-hearted Guanglin man It is to sympathize, and even put on a posture of the same enemy. Even so, they never saw the two people in the photo.
It's too hot. Ba Deng and I got up early in the morning, went outside at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and went to find a place to drink cold beer. Within two days, we have searched for hotels in Guanglin.
"I was really beaten by a ghost. Come here to mess around with you. Such a hot dick!" After two days of shopping in the street, Ba Deng couldn't help but said to me, "I can see that you are better than me. I don’t want to do anything yet. I just want to try my luck and wait for nothing."
"Don't forget, you used to want to marry her as a wife."
"Uh, I really forgot." When I was reminded, Ba Mound slapped his head and smiled, as if only then remembered that there was such a thing. After a pause, he asked again, "Why are you so anxious to find her? Just to find the driver together?"
I smacked my lips and couldn't answer. I found that it wasn't all like that, it should be for something else, but the weather was so hot that when I opened my mouth, the words to answer him evaporated immediately. I just keep drinking water.
After drinking beer in the afternoon, Ba Meng hid in the Internet cafe and surfed the Internet. His fingers are so thick that he has also learned to type on the keyboard, and he is one-finger Zen. All the keys are moved by two index fingers. It can be seen that he has fallen into the mood of love. Because of this love, the face of this man who has been in prison for eight years sometimes flashes with innocence. While chatting with Xifeng on video, he went online to find naked pictures. He was so stupid that he didn't know how to enter any hidden websites when he was looking for pictures, so he used search engines to search for keywords such as "naked pictures", "boutique nude photos", and "extreme pornographic photos". I sat next to him and watched him search hard for pictures. I thought he was actually quite pitiful, so I told him several website addresses. At that time, the network supervision was not strong enough, and these websites were unimpeded. Ba Deng was grateful to me, and while looking at the pictures, he was talking nasty words to Xifeng.
Once, a child was sitting on the other side of the mound, and I patted the mound in time to ask him to pay attention to the impact. He knew, and quickly clicked to open a serious website.
Mao Yigeng went to an acquaintance to check the call records of Linglan's mobile phone number, and found out the places where they were in the last ten calls. The situation is basically the same as what Xifeng said. This result is not difficult to see the trajectory of Suzuran. Ten days ago, she did set off on the return journey, and the place to call was getting closer and closer to Jicheng. The last call was made in Pukou, after which the mobile phone was turned off and not turned on again. Without turning it on, Mao Yigeng’s acquaintances could not continue to track and search. It is said that there is also a technology to track the phone when it is turned off, but this has not yet been achieved in the Yecheng area.
According to the situation provided by Mao Yigeng, Jiang Biao and Linglan walked back from Xiaoyidu. The route they ran for the first two days was slightly longer. After that, they slowed down, and they ran a short distance a day, one town by town. Settle down. Their journey made me feel a bit like constipation. All of these ten calls from Suzuran were all to Xifeng. As before, she didn't have too many friends and didn't have much to say. I chatted with Xifeng, probably because Jiang Biao didn't talk to her very much. She felt suffocated and looked for someone to grind her lips every day.
I discussed with Ba Deng: "Should I go to Pukou to find it?"
"She arrived in Pukou a few days ago, is she still there? They must have passed Pukou and are coming here, and it is not always true that they have just arrived in Guanglin."
"Then how to find?"
"Anyway, you're doing this in the first place."
There is no expressway in Guanglin, but there are toll stations on the secondary road coming from Pukou. I spent an entire afternoon working with the staff at that toll station, telling them to help me pay attention to the pickup truck whose tail number is Hunan Z54022. For this I invited dinner and invited them to karaoke all night. They promised to help me keep an eye on the car. Because I am not a policeman, they cannot assist in detaining the car, but they promise to call me as soon as possible.
I said, "It's okay, there is no need to detain the car. If you see that car, you can tell him I'm looking for him."
"Didn't he steal your wife. When we say this, isn't it a horror?" The stationmaster of the toll station felt baffled.
I had to say: "Uh, then don't tell him, just call me."
That afternoon, Ba Deng suddenly remembered that Guanglin had a particularly good cellmate of him, and he called him, and the cellmate drove him to find a place to be happy. He asked me to go too, but I didn't think it was appropriate, so I went to an Internet cafe alone. There are always many computers and many people in Internet cafes, and each person can spend two dollars on a computer for one hour. Computers can do all kinds of things, but all other people are playing a gunfight game without exception. They call friends and accompany them, tighten their nerves and enter the state of battle. I only have to wear headphones and watch movies downloaded on the Internet. I randomly selected an American science fiction film. Americans always think about certain huge monsters suddenly coming out to attack them, turning over cars like leaves, trampling people to death like ants, and destroying high-rise buildings like bamboo shoots... So the hardworking and brave American people had to do their best. Counterattack, holding a variety of complicated and cumbersome weapons, and borrowing the mysterious power of the pre-scientific period from time to time, in the end, he can always kill the monsters with great pains and win the victory. Although the ending is without exception, I am still happy to watch it. Halfway through, I felt hungry, so I called the boss to ask for something to eat.
The boss asked: "Boxed rice or big bowl of rice?"
"Come whatever is cheaper and more."
"Then a big bowl of rice, five yuan."
As the plot of the film progressed, another monster appeared. The picture got stuck from time to time, and I was a little bit dazzling, so I looked at the neighboring table. The next table is a fat boy, twelve or thirteen years old, who looks like a silly head, but the game is very good, killing very quickly, constantly adding blood, and constantly blasting the enemy's head. With a blink of an eye, he minimized the interface of the game again. Looking at a certain website, the website was full of foreign skanks who were scratching their heads and posing slenderly. Their lips were thick, and they were bright red as if they had just eaten a child. tease. The fat kid is always inattentive, looking at the naked girl on the web page, and looking at me indifferently, then turns around and clicks on QQ. He roughly divided Q friends into four categories: brothers, wives, lovers and idiots. Among them, there are 11 wives, and 5 are online at this time; there are more lovers, two dozen.
After a while, I saw a little girl walking in from the outside holding a bowl-shaped bowl in both hands. The bowl was covered with a plastic bag for dust. Maybe the child is too small, so the bowl is especially big. The girl asked the boss, and the boss pointed at me. The girl made a big bend and walked in front of me through seven or eight computers. I guess she is only five or six years old. I took the bowl, and the girl was presented in front of her as a whole. She looked thin, her hair was long and dry, her eyes were large, and the recesses in her eye sockets did not match her age. I gave her ten dollars, and she blinked and looked at the money.
"I can't open it, I only have one dollar." She said, taking out the light green one dollar and shook it before my eyes.
I had to take out the change from my trouser pocket and collect five dollars for her. The little girl was very serious, smoothed out the change and counted it again. I took out the plastic bag and ate. The vegetables were fried with mustard strips and fried mung bean sprouts. There was very little meat. The rice was covered with vegetables and it was oily. The little girl was not in a hurry to leave. She stood in front of the computer and watched the American movies in it, as if waiting for me to finish the meal and return the bowl to her. The monster came out again at this time, and many people cried and told their mothers to flee, and those who escaped slowly were crushed by the monster's foot. The Americans have done a wonderful job of the dead who were trampled on by monsters into a pool of flesh. The little girl is not afraid, she laughs, she seems very happy looking at the panic expressions of those people.
I no longer look at the monitor, but at the little girl. The little girl realized that the optical disc was spinning on Ye's face, twisted her neck and glanced at me, then quickly returned to the monitor. The monster was attacking a car. Inside the car, a mother and child were trembling in a hug.
The film ended soon, and the girl took the bowl and left. I patted her thin shoulders and handed her ten dollars again.
"Take it to buy sugar, don't give it to your parents."
"No."
"Why not? Uncle really gave it to you. The dog lied to you."
She said to me happily without letting up her vigilance: "Because they are not good people who give money to buy sweets for children. Goodbye, uncle!" She turned her head and left after she said, taking a jump from time to time. My eyes followed the leaving figure of the little girl, and when she disappeared, my eyes became lonely, and then the loneliness slowly permeated into my heart. It's still early.
I don't want to look for any more movies, and I don't know what else to do. I envy the fat kid next to him being able to linger on the Internet completely, maybe the world in the Internet becomes more and more real in his heart, and everything around him, including me, a passerby, is utterly dismissive. . If I leave the Internet cafe, I don't know where to go. The scorching sun outside was like a fire, and the canopies of the street trees on the roadside were green in the light.
I was too lazy to move, and ordered a cold beer. When I drank it, I clicked on a search page. I typed "lily of the valley" and searched. Only then did I know that there is a kind of flower also called this name, and the definition of its entry in the online dictionary is as follows:
Chinese scientific name: lily of the valley. Latin scientific name: Convallaria majalis L. Chinese aliases: Caoyuling, Junyingcao, Perfume Flower, Lubell, Small Lubell, Cao Cunxiang, Mizucai, Broom Millet, Agrocybe vulgare. English name: Lady-tears, Ladder to heaven, Lily of the valley. When the lily of the valley falls, its petals are flying in the wind like it is snowing. Therefore, the grassland full of lily of the valley is also called "silver-white heaven".
When I was in Guancheng, Suzuran told me that her surname was Cui. When she told me the last name, it was logical that I thought she would tell me her name next, but she fell silent. When I asked her, she refused to say that she only said her name was too dirty, and she was afraid that I would laugh at it. Later, I accidentally saw her ID card, which read clearly: Cui Xiaohua. I previously thought her name would be a little dirty, but I didn't expect it to be so. Her parents, like many parents living in the country, choose names at will, but they actually hope that she will live a quiet and peaceful life. Lily of the valley is her name. At that time, I was thinking, is this a kind of flower? Among all the flowers, why does she choose this kind of flower
A search on a search engine revealed millions of results. I scrolled down and found that there are several blogs with Lily of the Valley as the blog name, so I will open them one by one. They were all little girls, and two of them posted pictures of themselves. Their unfamiliar faces appeared on the computer screen, either pretty or ugly. I think they are all living quietly in a certain corner of a city. The blog is only written for a limited number of friends. To pass the time, I then typed the aliases of Lily of the valley into the search box one by one, and then returned to search for the results one by one. When I met a related blog, I opened it and walked into the field of those strange women, looking at the text and pictures they posted.
I keyed all those Chinese aliases, and then I looked at those English names. Lady-tears, women's tears? Ladder to heaven? Foreigners really don't know how to name flowers. These two names are almost comparable to "Broom Mizi". Lily of the valley seems a little interesting, can it be translated as lily of the valley
I searched for Lily of the Valley again, and found a movie called this name. I couldn't watch the movie. I continued searching and found several blogs named Lily of the Valley. Of course, the bloggers were all women. I keep opening, keep closing. A certain blog opened, and the melody of "Wild Lily Also Has Spring" rang. The Taiwanese singer who was panting, his voice seemed to have been scalded by boiling water. Listening to the song, I drag the page to see how the blogger’s text is. This blog is a dead blog and hasn't been updated for two years.
I glanced at the text above. The most recent blog post was written at the end of July last year.
Yesterday it was dark, Brother Pig finally called and told me to go to his side. I knew that Brother Pig’s main room was gone, so my brain cramped, and I remembered that there was still my side room. I don't know if he misses me these days, if he does, where he thinks, hates him a bit. But to hate him is to miss him. I thought about it, I beckoned to take a taxi when I walked out, my heart beat fast on the way, and I felt that the car was walking slowly. Guancheng is really big, cars are drilling everywhere, and all roads look like one road. It takes about twenty minutes to get from Ban Zhuyuan to him, and I keep checking the time on my phone. I have been here for more than two months, and I am still unfamiliar with this place. Maybe I am only suitable for staying in the country in this life. I have poor adaptability, but I don't like it here. I am in the mud, so I have to draw a clear line with cement. It's useless to think too much, I still want to see my pig brother soon. I haven't seen him for several days, and I am ready to take prisoners (torture) to him, I'm afraid I won't be hardened when I see him. Sometimes, I also call myself really cheap. Knowing that I'm cheap, I won't be angry when I get used to it, but will smile in the mirror...
I glanced over these few lines, and my eyelids jumped up unrelentingly. I looked away, and the fat boy next to him had already left, replaced by a middle-aged man with a distracted look and a lonely look. When I looked at him, he also gave me a friendly look back and a cigarette. He squeezed the cigarette shell and the cigarette rod into a crumpled shape. Before lighting it, he carefully straightened the cigarette rod with his lips. I licked the cigarette stick like him and lit it again. We were like two old dogs, puffing out a few smoke rings at each other. I took a few breaths, and watched the middle-aged man find someone to play Go on the Internet. His rank was actually very high. After watching for a while, the more I watched, the more confused I turned my eyes back to the open blog. The old Taiwanese man sang "Wild Lily Also Has Spring" and replaced it with a female singer singing softly. There are so many cover versions of this song that every singer can inject his own emotions; and those TV talents who have become popular quickly can still ravage this song severely without injecting any emotions. In the player of this blog, the blogger collected various cover versions of this song together, and played them for the second time. They were not so popular with famous artists, and they were not thin and fast girls, mixed and matched arbitrarily, and a bowl of water was seriously flat.
… Brother Pig was sitting on the bed waiting for me when I went in. I'm not by his side these days. He is obviously a little older, and he looks like he must have lost two or three pounds of meat. I really don't know what kind of main house he found. Although I haven't seen her, I already know that she doesn't know how to care for men. I don't feel sorry for men either, they are not worthy, and when he meets a worthy one, his brain is hit again. I don't know why the pig didn't dump that woman and came to me to live with him. In fact, I will let him enjoy the blessing.
We were separated for three days, and he didn't even have anything to say to me. As soon as I sat there, he was no different from other men, and he touched me tediously. I asked him to talk, and he didn't bother to answer, but his face was obviously very coping. I had to shut up, and he did whatever he wanted. He is so fat, I can't see how ruthless he is, and I am a bit suspicious that he has to pretend to be in front of me, gritted his teeth to pretend to be a ruthless man in front of me. He is such a person, a little hypocritical, but unpleasant. We had just rolled around on the bed a few times when a woman hurriedly walked in, catching an adulterous look on her face. I was nervous, but after seeing the woman clearly, I relaxed. It goes without saying that she is the main house of Brother Pig. She is as thin as a handful of firewood. Even if she is angry, her face is still very delicate, she will only lose her temper, and she is not destined to be splashy. I can see that this is a well-tutored woman. Although she is thin, thin and has no breasts, everything else on her body is everything I don't have. She also puts on perfume, I can smell it very high. Although these men are bothered, they will eventually take (marry) a woman with a tutor like her into the house. I'm not afraid of myself, and I don't panic (busy) putting on clothes as if there is a dead person standing next to me. Brother Pig wasn't courageous enough, and he was frightened just by making his face like this. I was very happy to see him frightened like that. He shy away from panic when he saw me like this. At that time, he was scared to look like a woman, and I was just like a man. What can I do? I put on my clothes and went out and threw them in the house. It didn't matter to me that they were smashed. As soon as I went out, I ran into a taxi driving towards me. I got into the car and burst into tears. I don't blame others, I just blame myself for being so obedient and so sensible. Obviously be a thief with a guilty conscience, but you must pretend to be a thief without a guilty conscience. The driver asked me why I was crying and asked three times in a row. I had to tell him, uncle, I'm crying for mine, take care of you.
The simple text mixed with typos, but at this time I was embarrassed by the blood, so I had to drink a cold beer. I drag the page down. The number of visits to this blog is very small, and this article has only been clicked twenty times, of course, including this time. There are six or seven comments below:
Excessive infatuation: This little Nizi is really cheap and cute!
Shuilongyan: It's right to be cheap, too cheap to be afraid that others don't know, that's your fault. It's your right to tell the world that I'm cheap, but you happen to be upstairs to me, you noisy my doze, and frighten the pink girl I bought with money, I have the right to despise you... Sorry , I’m in a bad mood today and I’m looking for someone to curse a few words, so I just grabbed you and practiced my mouth. May you keep going all the way.
So handsome to alarm the party: sister, can you make a friend! QQ12013456102.
Sugar Mountain Big Breast: Pass by, like one! (Multiple images)
From Kerala: Super-clear candid video, updated hundreds of videos every day, the most high camera base camp. Click the address below, please control the scream after entering! (Address omitted)
Sina mobile netizen: There are pictures of you two in the front. I have read them. That fat pig is not worthy of you at all. Why do you cry for him sadly? I'm handsome, and everyone who has met me criticizes me that way. To put it humbly, it's my nature to have a lot of money and people are stupid, and now I just want to spend a big breast purse for a mistress. I saw the photos you posted in front of me, and thought that you suit my appetite, so I wanted to pat your pig brother to death with a fly swatter. Lily of the valley, can't bear to see you stuck in a sea of misery, waiting to drag you anytime, anywhere, without any regrets.
Sudden Ego: Sister Lily, I can understand your feelings, don't have to say too much here, let these crazy dogs on the Internet find opportunities to make mouth addiction. I usually hang on the Internet, invisible, I rarely see you coming up. When you are in a bad mood, you might as well say hello online. We are all women and we have something to talk about alone.
Since Sina mobile netizens said that there were photos posted in the front, I quickly went back to the blog homepage and dragged it down. The photo could not be found on the homepage of Lily of the Valley's blog. Turn to the next page and continue to drag it down, and the photo came out. That photo was taken by the two of us at the gate of the bus terminal on the day that Suzuran first arrived in Guancheng. She is wearing a purple high-waisted V-neck dress, and sunglasses cover the center area of her face.
The photo on the blog is so big that it occupies almost three-quarters of the computer screen. The man next to him leaned his face over, hummed and said to me, "Brother, I can't tell, your girlfriend is really beautiful." He was playing chess, and every white piece fell fast, but the other sheep shit like a sheep. Yes, it took a long time to get a sunspot. This man is comfortable enough, so he can even run a small business to comment on things that have nothing to do with him.
Lily of the Valley's blogs have only more than twenty posts in total. I opened the full text one by one, most of which were texts and pictures she reposted from other places. She reposted things casually, such as travel notes, movie posters, crappy popular lyrics, celebrity gossip and beauty tips... I couldn't see any inevitable connection from them. She wrote only four or five articles herself. In terms of time, these words were all written after she arrived in Guancheng. In a blog at the beginning, she wrote:
Thanks to the college girls next door, they taught me how to blog in just two and a half hours. I suddenly learned something again. There are very few things I know, not that I am stupid, but that life gives me too few opportunities. I have to work hard, learn all interesting things, whether it is useful is another matter. With them, I want to treat each of them as my teachers, be humble and studious, and don't be shy (shame) to ask.
In another blog, she wrote:
I don't know how to do it, I fell in love with Brother Pig the first night I saw him. When someone was drunk, he spit out drunk and cruel words, and when he was drunk, he could spit out the Tang poems and Song verses. This person is a bit weird. And I can see that he is a bit different from the other men, unlike his accomplices, who are all so shrewd. He may be a little lack of brains, he will like a woman who shouldn't like it. Maybe he is the smartest of their bunch... I'm not in a hurry to find someone to marry, I would be stupid if I think so. Actually I am not too stupid. I just can't forget Brother Pig. Everyone has to find another person to use and can't forget, this person of mine happens to be Brother Pig.
In the next article, she said:
I always want to bite him. Unexpectedly, he was such a big man, with so much flesh, there were no blood vessels in his flesh, and he was still so afraid of pain. Of course, I also blame my teeth for growing thin and sharp since I was a child, with fewer dies and more vertebrae. He was afraid of pain, I felt disappointed, not fun, and couldn't bear to criticize him, so I had to bite his cigarette. I like to bite the straight cigarette holder into a pulpy mouth. When he smokes, he will hold (hold) the place I have bitten. He didn't even know why I bite those cigarette holders. In fact, those cigarette holders bite for his pig.
There is an article that mentioned the night of watching football at the Morimun Holiday Hotel:
… I don’t know why these men like watching football so much, maybe not really, because they want to get together to drink beer. Brother Pig likes to watch, and I have to like to watch, otherwise there is nothing to say with him... We were sitting in the last row, he was a little sleepy, but he still worked hard to watch the game. When he watched the ball, that tree (one) had an extraordinarily large head. I suddenly felt that he was like my child. Although he is more than a round older than me, there are more than a dozen animals (Chinese zodiac) between me and his age, but at that moment I feel like his biological mother. Last night, I suddenly made a move, and I did it like a joke. Unexpectedly, Brother Pig was very embarrassed at this, and even pulled his feet to go out. Actually, I don't think it is a big deal, and I thought he would like it. Seeing him go out, I actually feel that he is more like my son (cub). After several years, I feel that some men are like children, including those who spend money to find me. Some are not like children, so I hate them. Men who don't feel like children are all changed from dogs. Men who are like children are better, they might really be changed from pigs. What's wrong with that? Zhu Bajie is better than Tangshan (3) Tibetans. Tangshan Tibetans are made from stone, so you don't need a woman and you have to pretend to be afraid of women. What are you afraid of
"Brother, what's the matter with you?"
When I was watching, the man playing Go next slapped me again. He finished a round, the opponent avoided, and refused to continue the fight with him. He felt bored and turned his head to look at me.
"What's wrong with me?"
"Your expression is very different from just now. Are you broken in love?" The middle-aged man said with an omniscient expression, "I can tell at a glance that you are falling out of love."
The cigarettes I sent him, he exclaimed that my cigarettes were really advanced, and the butts were all red and purple, which made me very embarrassed. He asked me what was going on, and I said really nothing. I'm married and have children. What love can I lose? Seeing that I refused to say, he blew smoke rings and didn't ask any more. He called me very philosophically and said: "Brother, women's problems can be solved with money, and the problems that can be solved with money are not big problems."
I nodded perfunctorily as I listened to the free philosophies spewing out along with the smoke ring. There are only a few texts left by Lily of the valley in the blog. Soon, I read each one several times over and over again. I continue to check the comments below the blog. Most commenters pass by occasionally and type out a few words at random, which probably means "come here". Since Sun Wukong pissed in the hands of Tathagata Buddha five hundred years ago, countless people have inherited or infected the habit of standing here to prove it, whether it is a grandson or a grandson. . What can be done? There is only "Sudden Self". She has been here many times. She is a frequent visitor to the blog of Lily of the Valley, and she has left a few words below many blog posts. She seems to have made friends with Suzuran. Under a certain blog post, "Sudden Ego" said in a post that she also ran into the same situation and fell in love with a man she shouldn’t love. Over the past two years, she has been in sorrow and sorrow and she doesn’t know what to do. . Suzuran replied: I will send QQ to your message, let's recognize a sister. And below the last blog post, the words of "Sudden Ego" have clearly indicated that they have been connected through QQ.
Suzuran applied for a QQ account, but I don't know. I opened the "Sudden Ego" blog, which was full of slender words, chanting the wind and the moon, hurting the spring and sadness, talking about my taste in life, and cursing someone for hitting her on the head. Man. The comments following the blog post can be seen, but if the message is encrypted, only the blogger can see it. I can't see the QQ number that Suzuran left for her.
After that, my head was dazed, not knowing what to do, and I sat for a while. Before leaving, I sent a message to Sudden Self, leaving my QQ number, hoping she would tell me Suzuran’s QQ number.
Under the repeated urging of Ba Deng, we both returned to Jicheng. Ba Deng eagerly went to Jietian Long to find his Xifeng. Before leaving, he didn't forget to follow me with a sentence: "If you have any circumstances, please call me at any time."
When I returned home, I fell into the chai, rice, oil and salt matter. More than half a year has passed since the private fundraising, and now it has slowly cooled down, and my mother has gradually become active again. When the accident happened, many people asked her to pay back the money, because when they brought them in, the mother patted her chest to ensure the safety of the money. When something went wrong, those who had invested money asked her to pay it back, saying that since she had patted her breasts, she had to take the responsibility. When her mother was forced to commit suicide, she committed suicide to get rid of other people's debt collection. The scar on the mother's wrist was meandering, and the main trunk of the scar's shell was branched and bifurcated. It looked like a centipede. Obviously, the blade was not cut shallow. Looking at the scar, who would say that she was playing a suicide show, she might be struck by lightning when she went out. The mother said that all her money for many years was spent in it. Now that all the suicides have been done, those people are not good to pester her again. Not only those people, I also believe that my mother is the first victim. All these years of hard work have been invested in the financing company. Now that the wind is getting quieter, she can still get the money to rent a 2,000-square-meter store to build an entertainment city or something. I really don't know how she hid the money. The task force even checked my silver account number, but it still didn't find out where she hid the money. Only then did I believe that my mother had been alive like a moss plant on a rock, seeing it scorched and turned into a scab. As long as it is slightly moisturized by a little drizzle from the sky, it will turn blue in a blink of an eye. green.
Now that she is out of the mountain again, I guess it will be difficult to see her again. My father's condition has always been good or bad. His mother took care of him at home a while ago. He was in a stable mood. Once his mother left again, his mood became sloppy within a few days. It was okay to lose his temper and throw things on the ground. Now he has a hardened heart. Instead of smashing and venting by picking out worthless toys like before, he dares to dare to do it, slaps the computer display on the ground, and slaps him for thousands of dollars. Threw his cell phone downstairs. Diqing couldn't help but tell me to stay at home as much as possible. One is to accompany her, and the other is to deal with unexpected events at any time.
I bought a new monitor, went online, and found that "Sudden Ego" had already sent me a message on QQ. She blamed my nickname for being so unpleasant, "Only a catty of B a day", this name made her back appear. Goose bumps. She asked me to change my nickname before contacting her, otherwise I won’t respond. In order to get what I want out of her mouth, I didn't hesitate to throw away this nickname that had been used for many years and replace it with a new one. What should I change? I was thinking this way, my finger had subconsciously typed the three words "summer sugar" in the personal information change box, and once I entered the car, the new name was swiped behind the QQ avatar.
"Sudden Ego" quickly returned the message: "Oh, you actually matched the code, then I'll tell you. I'm still at work, and I will contact you when I go home at night." I asked her inexplicably She refused to say what was the secret code. She quickly got off the plane, and I had to stay till night, waiting for her to appear online again.
In the evening, when she landed again, I couldn't wait to ask her for Lily of the valley's QQ number. This woman actually puffed up my appetite and refused to say it in one mouthful, so she had to ask some other things first. She asked me who I was, and I confessed to her that I was the pig brother mentioned repeatedly in the blog of Lily of the Valley.
"Oh, what happened to you two? Are you married now?"
I told her that she was married, and she feigned anger again and sent a message: "Since this is already the case, why bother with Lily Sister? Dude, people are shameless and incredibly cheap."
I had to be patient and tell her that things were not what she thought it was. She asked me to talk about my affairs with Suzuran. She wants to hear stories now. My head is big, and I have to agree to her request. Diqing was still looking after our Tangtang in another room. I couldn’t use voice chat, so I flicked with my fingers convulsively and wrote to her as soon as possible, not only about me and Suzuran, once Write, Jiang Biao also pulled in. The thing Jiang Biao told me, I told Diqing, and Ba Deng and Xifeng, and now I have to type it into words and show it to an unfamiliar woman. If this continues, I think I will become a storyteller sooner or later. If Jiang Biao knew about it, he might blame me: "Brother Gu, I didn't expect that your tongue is so fucking long."
I typed it piece by piece, and after typing it, I sent it to Sudden Self. I have already pointed the movement like flying, the words like a spring tide, and instantly filled the entire frame of the dialog box. But she was still too slow, and she would reply to me from time to time. "What happened later?" "Hurry up, don't write if it doesn't matter." When I speeded up and settled the rest in a few words, she blamed me for being dry and asked for details that were not mentioned in it. I really can't help this woman.
I finally knocked out the whole thing, including Suzuran and Jiang Biao's missing together. I spent more than half an hour telling the whole thing that afternoon, and she finally understood it. Then, she said: "It seems that you have to find Lily Sister as soon as possible." She sent me the QQ number, and I searched it and found that the screen name used by Suzuran was also "Summer Sugar".
At this time, she sent another message saying: "Now, do you know what the secret code is? In fact, you can search for this nickname in QQ. One has two results, one is you and the other is her."
"Why didn't you say it earlier."
"Sudden Ego" must have been a little proud, and returned the message: "I said it earlier, you still have the patience to tell me these things? What is your man, I know too well."
She also told me: "I saw her showing her face on the Internet two days ago, but did not say hello, I was invisible, and she did not know that I was there. I have not chatted with her for a long time, so many friends on QQ, every one Say hello to everyone and say a few more words to everyone. Saying a few more words to each one will definitely exhaust me."
Without further ado, I hurriedly called Mao Yigeng and asked him to check the boarding address of the QQ account of Linglan for me. Network monitoring is easier than mobile phone monitoring. It can be done within the Public Security Bureau without the cooperation of the mobile company's technical department. Mao Yigeng checked it out the next morning. The last time this number was registered was three days ago, and the location was in a small town called Boshi. I checked the detailed road map of the province and quickly found the place name Boshi. Going back from Yinyidu, there are two roads to go after Fengjianling Town, one is to Yangzha, and after Yangzha, you can reach Pukou. The other way is to go to Boshi Town, a little more detour, two more towns, and finally you can go back to Pukou.