Ning Hanqing left and disappeared beside the embankment in the setting sun. His appearance is a signal, a signal that things have just begun.
I returned to Gu Tang’s house. After the first month, Gu Nanshan was discharged from the hospital. He kept silent about the insect incense. Even though the Vietnam incident had been told to us, how did the insect incense come from? Who gave it to him? However, we kept silent and disappeared without seeing him a few times after we were discharged from the hospital.
But I felt an urgent atmosphere. Since Ning Hanqing came out of Longshan underground, the rhythm of many things has been pulled very fast, and more and more information appeared in my field of vision. The thread is connecting. In such an urgent atmosphere, Gu Nanshan disappeared with luggage on the day of the end of the first month. I nestled on the sofa and watched him leave from behind, and I felt in a daze that it was hard to see again.
After Gu Nanshan disappeared, Gu Tang remained indifferent, but his schedule became denser. I hardly saw him at the end of the day. A few people from the family came to look for him occasionally. These mermaid and dragons were mixed, some wearing glasses and suits, and some of them wearing suits. People with rough cloth coats and shaggy beards, or those in the dust, who are cautious and cautious, will look at me suspiciously when they see me opening the door, "I'm looking for Boss Gu."
At first I thought that "Boss Gu" meant Gu Nanshan, but later I learned that Boss Gu now refers to Gu Tang.
Gu Tang is not there most of the time. Shenlong sees the head and misses the end. He seems to be dealing with a lot of things. He comes back once in a while and looks tired. The whole person is getting more and more silent. From his words, I understand that many things are happening. It happened one after another.
His people went to Fujian to find the small village where insect incense was found.
Those Fang Xiangshi from Sichuan also appeared in Guangxi.
The Hundred Fourth Floor, which had been in hiding for many years, started to show up.
Several people surnamed Qin set off from a small village in western Hunan.
Beijing’s Ningjia thanked guests behind closed doors, but Ningshan has not appeared for a long time.
The senior management of Li Yuanyi's company changed drastically and seemed to be dismantled.
Ning San did not move in Chongqing. Instead, Chongyang came out of Yuanshan Garden with his bag on his back. He got rid of the surveillance and did not know his whereabouts.
News came one after another, but I was helpless. I don't know what happened to the Ning family, where my brother went, where was Chongyang, and what those people I don’t know are doing. In just a few months, the world has changed drastically, and I can only passively accept this information.
Gu Tang told me one message after another, and I was tired of waiting for a long time. On a sleepless night, I opened my notebook, downloaded Tencent QQ, entered a string of numbers skillfully, and then entered a string of numbers. When logging in, I hesitated.
This is Ningchuan’s QQ account, not mine. I have never logged in since I came out of Longshan. Now I am eager to know some of Ning San’s recent experiences. The social software I often use is QQ. It is set to allow the PC and mobile phones to be online at the same time. If I log in on the computer, there will be a prompt on the phone, but it is not a mandatory reading pop-up. It is midnight. When Ning San wakes up tomorrow morning, he will be on his phone. Will not leave any traces.
In fact, you may not see anything on QQ. After all, this is just a communication tool, and I don’t have the habit of posting or writing logs. But this is how people can’t suppress their desire to watch, even if that person is himself.
I finally clicked to log in, and the chat list slowly refreshed. Contacts appeared in the list one by one. Apart from a few frequently used group chats and the official account information operated by QQ, there was nothing special.
I clicked on a chat window, looked at another chat message between myself and others, and communicated normally. I opened the chat window on Chongyang again, but it was blank and there was nothing, that is to say, at least in the last few days, Ning San has not communicated with Chongyang. There is nothing new in the QQ space.
I logged out and suddenly thought of a good idea, Baidu Netdisk.
My Baidu SkyDrive has enabled automatic backup of phone files, including recent photos, etc.
It was like a pervert. I logged in to my Baidu network disk account, which I couldn’t be more familiar with. I still didn’t find anything special in the recently backed up mobile phone files.
The unusual thing is that there are many more self-portrait photos of Ning San in the phone album.
I have no habit of taking selfies.
I took a look at the date and I took a few selfies almost every day, all from similar angles. Ning San appeared blankly in the camera with a face exactly like mine. There were many scenes, outdoors, indoors, walking, and resting. , The most recent one was three hours ago. Ning San was standing in front of the window. Outside was the dim night view of Yuanshan Garden. He stood in front of the window blankly, leaving such an image.
This gives me a weird feeling that I never take selfies so often.
One by one, identical faces were swiped across the screen. Is Ning San recording something? Is there some kind of change in his body that he uses his mobile phone to record it every day
I also remembered a kind of memo that I often use. It comes from a large office software company and supports cloud synchronization. When I wrote manuscripts for people in the past, I would habitually write down some ideas or information on it.
After logging in, I found that the most recent one was a few months ago, and after returning from Longshan, he also added this one. It contains some sorting of events. This is something I will also do and the things recorded in it. I knew it all, and I scratched it all the way, only to see what I didn't know at the end, two sentences.
The first sentence is, Chongyang remembers something again. However, the memo did not record what Chongyang actually remembered. It is probably the reason why Chongyang left Yuanshan Garden.
The second sentence is, someone is watching me.
Perhaps it is true that, as Ning Hanqing said, all forces have treated Ning Chuan as the central figure in the longevity plan, and it is not surprising that someone is watching him.
The note did not record more. I threw the phone aside, and my mind became more confused, while scolding myself that this was looking for something to do for myself. After a headache, I fell asleep.
In the next few days, I couldn't overcome my curiosity. Every day in the middle of the night, I started to monitor another myself pervertedly from qq, Baidu network disk, and sticky notes.
There has been no change on his QQ. The backed up albums are always added with Selfie photos every day. There are only a few when there are few, and dozens when there are many.
Finally one day, as I casually swiped the screen, my eyes stayed on the latest photo. It was a night scene. Ning San was alone on the road outside Yuanshan Garden, with the vast night sky behind it. I noticed this picture because I never do this kind of thing that goes for a walk in the middle of the night.
In this photo, Ning San is still an expressionless face, but what caught my attention was a dark figure standing under the third street lamp on the road behind him. (End of this chapter)