After I learned that Ning San was coming to Beijing, I suddenly had no direction in my life. Ning San came out of Yuanshan Garden more suddenly. He said that it was to get rid of the shadows who were always stalking and peeping at him. He also reminded me. Also pay attention.
It made me take selfies with my mobile phone all day long, but fortunately, I never found anything unusual.
That night, Ning San found a place to live in Chongqing, and took the 8 o’clock flight the next morning. It stands to reason that he should be there at 7 pm, but he sent me a message except when he went out in the morning. There is no more audio. I waited until more than eight o'clock, and I didn't see the large online store. The photo in Baidu's network disk also stayed at the photo he took outside the Yuanshan Garden the night before. I made a few calls and it was always turned off.
I feel uneasy, but I can't find a way to contact me. No one can contact me, and no one can help me. I don't even have an ID card, so it's hard to get out of Beijing.
I thought that I and him would get back in touch soon, but the fact is that three days have passed. The Ning San who had a video call with me in the middle of the night, and the Ning San who had been sending messages on QQ to try to contact me, seemed to suddenly change from this. It disappeared in the world, never appeared again, and there was no trace of his existence.
At least I can't find it here.
This is the end of the matter, there is no longer any fluke, but I can't do anything. I don't have a well-connected network of Gu Tang. It seems that I can find an old acquaintance from the contact list that I have prepared for a long time if I want to solve anything. Even the original Ning Chuan does not have this ability, let alone me
During the time I was waiting for Ning San, an unexpected thing happened. I received a package.
To be precise, this package was not sent to me, but to Gu Tang. This is a document bag with an envelope inside. There is no signature on the envelope, only Gu Tang's personal letter. I wondered who would write letters these years, and there was a person's name in my mind: Zhao Yuankun.
Zhao Yuankun once sent a letter to Gu Tang after his disappearance, and it was a handwritten letter on paper. Could this letter also come from the person named Zhao Yuankun
Curiosity urges me to ignore any privacy or privacy. In case of embarrassing content, I will seal it with Gu Tang intact, just as I don’t know. When I opened the envelope, there was only a thin piece of letter paper inside. I originally thought that the contents of the above would be some unclear shinto sentences, just like Ichiro Kitai once wrote to Jiro Mae Jianggan and Zhao Yuankun once wrote to Gu Tang. .
But this time the information is very clear, and there is a date and address on it. The date is tomorrow, and the address is a small bar near the community.
Is this dating
Gu Tang is still playing this with people? I do not know how.
Turning the paper over, there was a sentence behind it: Mother was walking on the edge of the earth, and she saw us walking towards her.
It was Zhao Yuankun who was correct. It was as if it were young literary and artistic youths. It seemed to convey some kind of information, but in fact nothing was conveyed. What is more noteworthy is the address. Did Zhao Yuankun want to talk to Gu Tang
I took this letter and read it over and over several times, "Mother is walking on the edge of the earth, and she saw us walking towards her." Is this talking about Yuji? Gu Nanshan's experience in Vietnam in 2003 mentioned that the person named Bai Liang had an extra memory in his mind and then disappeared. And the Yunnan chieftain hundreds of years ago also had a similar experience. Will their final ending be a pilgrimage to the tomb of Yu Ji? After all, in the Vietnamese legend about the ancestor of Baiyue, Yu Ji is the mother of the ancestor of Baiyue. In this way, what exactly is Yu Ji
I wondered if Zhao Yuankun could meet, but it was Gu Tang who wanted to see him. It is estimated that people have already arrived in Vietnam, so it would be useless for me to see him.
I pondered and pondered, mainly because I was idle. After all, I was alone and felt that I still have to meet. The opportunity is here. If you don’t fight for it, you won’t be able to get it. If you don’t fight for it, there is nothing good to be regretted Of it.
That night, I sent a few more messages to Ning San, made a phone call, and still did not respond. I sighed in my heart, as if they were watching flowers, one by one they got in touch with me, and then they lost contact. It's as if I'm the only one all the time.
Since I didn't know the specific time, I got up early the next morning to take a shower, change clothes, shave and blow my hair, and cleaned it up. It was a change of the decadence and lowness of the previous period. When I got to the bar, a few drunk young people walked out of it with sleepy eyes. The bar was deserted and deserted. After all, it was early morning. I went to the bar and a shaggy bartender yawned and asked me what to order.
I looked at the price on the wine list and said, "Give me a whole glass of the cheapest."
After all, the money is not my own. In case Gu Tang really can't come back, I still have to live on this little money.
Business in the bar in the morning was very sluggish, the lights in the venue were all turned off, and there was just a cleaner who cleaned up the mess left after the carnival the night before. Although this bar is not in the famous Sanlitun Bar Street, it is opened here alone, but the business seems to be very good.
I sipped the glass of wine handed me by the bartender. I didn't expect such quiet moments in bars. It's no wonder that many bars are closed during the day. Most of them come here to experience the atmosphere, which is not there during the day.
At first, I was worried that I could not find Zhao Yuankun's person. At this moment, I probably won't be unrecognizable. Apart from the cleaning aunt, there is only the unshaven and sleepy bartender.
I just waited there, until later my aunt was almost packed, carrying a big black plastic bag full of rubbish, glanced at me, and left.
The bartender took a nap and woke up. He was a little better now. Seeing that I was still here, he yawned and talked to me, "Man, are you broken in love?"
I shook my head, "No, I'm waiting for someone."
The bartender looked at his watch and showed an expression that I understand, "It’s okay. There are people like you who come to bar during the day when they are broken in love. Our boss has been broken in love once before, but he ran all over Beijing and looked for it. There was less than a daytime open space, and then he developed, so he opened a special daytime open, you, don’t worry, we are open all day long."
I said in my heart, "I'm waiting for someone."
The bartender gave me a look that my buddy knew everything, and stood by and wiped the glass.
I was sitting so that my waist hurts, so I stood up and circled around the place to see if the cleaning was clean and clean. I was quite satisfied after walking around. The cleaning was good.
The light line was very dim, so I didn't notice someone coming during my walk. When I got to where I was, a man in black was sitting in the seat I had taken, with a cocktail in his hand, and was looking at me interestingly.
My mind moved, could it be that this person is Zhao Yuankun
I stood there and stared at him. The black-clothed man's eyes were not partial, just staring at me blatantly.
Is this Zhao Yuankun? In terms of temperament, this person is not the same as the image of Zhao Yuankun that I learned from Gu Tang. He was a sprawling and frivolous rich man in the early stage, and a somewhat unconscious neurotic patient in the later stage. But the introverted, calm and calm black man in front of me is completely different from the image I constructed in Zhao Yuankun.
The bartender over there coughed, and he brought out a glass of wine for me, "This gentleman gave you some order." After that, he handed me one, my buddy, with a look that I hadn't seen before, consciously stood in the corner and wiped the glass. Up.
I'm really dying, and I didn't go to get the glass of wine. The boy still had to protect himself when he was outside. He found a chair and sat down, and the dark man said, "You are Gu Tang?"
I was taken aback. Isn't this person Zhao Yuankun? Then I reacted again, Gu Tang and Zhao Yuankun never met!
They only talked online. Gu Tang gave Zhao Yuankun his address in Beijing, but Zhao Yuankun never came to him.
I secretly cried out that this is no chance!
"Yes, it's me." (End of this chapter)