Lin Mo looked at Du Xiguang with a strange smile on his face, and suddenly said, "If I hadn't seen your face for more than ten years, I would really think that you were another person pretending!

Du Xiguang directly rolled his eyes and looked at him and said, "Lin Mo, don't force me to tell me about stealing your mother's skirt and high heels when you were a child!"

Lin Mo instantly raised his hands: "I know, I know! You are Du Xiguang, that's right! Besides, if you dare to say it, I will also tell you about using my mother's makeup! Anyway, it wasn't just Lao Tzu who did it at that time!"

Because the two of them were in the room at that time, and both of them were severely reprimanded by Lin Mo's old mother pinching their ears.

Both of them felt ashamed of this when they grew up, so they tacitly pressed it in their hearts and didn't say it. Only when there is no one else, the two will occasionally take it out to hurt each other.

But then Lin Mo looked at him strangely and said, "You remember everything in the past, so why don't you remember about your neighbor?"

Du Xiguang walked to the window and looked out the window, muttering, "Maybe it's because she rewrote my memory during this time......

"What do you mean, why didn't I understand?" Lin Mo looked at him with a question mark on his face.

A few days later, in the evening self-study, Ling Wenjiao was sitting in the classroom reviewing, and when her homeroom teacher came, she took two letters to her: "Ling Wenjiao, you have two letters, come up and get them." ”

Ling Wenjiao looked up blankly, but still stood up and walked towards the podium.

I took the letter and looked at the envelope, one wrote the mailing address, the other did not.

Ling Wenjiao looked at the letter with the mailing address and knew who sent it to her, the letter that Ling Wenni, the little girl, wrote to her.

In the other one, she looked at the corner of the envelope and knew that there was a special symbol drawn on it, which Luo Minghao sent her. There was no need to guess that she knew that it was to report to her where Du Xiguang's dead boy had gone.

She put down Luo Minghao's letter and opened her cousin's letter first.

As a result, when I opened it, I found that Ling Wenni's letter this time did not write many words, only one sentence: Sister Gillian, can you come and pick me up this Friday?

Ling Wenjiao frowned slightly, this girl didn't say anything, what was going on with such a distress sentence? And if something happened, why didn't she just tell her family? Let the family pick her up? Although she couldn't find Ling Wenshan, who was in college, to help her, she could find her parents at home, right?

Although I don't know what's going on, since Ling Wenni chose to write a letter to her for help in this way, it means that the other party's situation has not reached a critical moment. But she probably predicted what would happen on Friday, so she asked herself to pick her up. As for why he went to find himself, this can only be known by asking her face-to-face.

After reading the letter, Ling Wenjiao put it away, then took out the draft book, tore the pages, and wrote a letter back. I'll send it at noon tomorrow, and I should be able to get to the city the day after tomorrow, and it's not far anyway. And today is only Tuesday, and there are still three days left before Friday, and Ling Wenni can receive her letter.

It's a pity that she doesn't have the phone number of Ling Wenni's school, otherwise she would have wanted to make a phone call to ask, and even if she knew the phone, she didn't know which dormitory Ling Wenni was in.

If only she and Jiang Fangsheng and the others were in the same high school, she could still ask them about Ling Wenni, but unfortunately not. Ling Wenni studied in the Municipal High School, and Jiang Fangsheng and Zhong Mingyue were in the Municipal High School.

However, she still planned to call Meng Yu after class in a while and ask him to send someone to check on Ling Wenni's situation.

After writing the letter, Ling Wenjiao put the letter in her bag, and then opened Luo Minghao's letter.

After taking one look, she laughed, "It seems that she is completely awake and has started working." ”

There were no superfluous words on the letter, just the address, landmarks, and a time period were written.

But Ling Wenjiao already knew what Du Xiguang wanted to do as soon as she looked at the name and time period of this landmark, and it was estimated that she was the same as her, since she had returned to before everything happened, she would definitely have to make changes.

She knew that Du Xiguang must have been wondering if she was dreaming or hallucinating for the past few days, just like when she came back, it took her almost half a month to make sure that this was a real life, not a dream.

It's no wonder that he dared to throw medicine at her with a bad brain! Hmph! And scared her with butterflies? Do you think he knows her weakness? Wait, she doesn't know what his weakness is!

The old lady will give you time to adapt to the new life, and then settle this account with you after this matter is over!

Ling Wenjiao's eyes flickered, and a malicious aura came out of her.

Huang Haiyue next to her quickly noticed, turned her head to stare at her for two seconds, and asked, "Who provoked you again?"

Ling Wenjiao raised her eyes and said, "That centipede spirit that bit me a few days ago!"

Huang Haiyue: What's wrong with the "???"? Haven't it been a few days??? how can you still remember it? And this expression doesn't look like you're going to deal with a centipede essence, it's like you're going to calculate someone......

Wait...... She seems to know something?

Huang Haiyue suddenly squinted her eyes and stared at her, and said, "It seems that this centipede essence is quite deep!"

Ling Wenjiao glanced at her unexpectedly: "See?"

Huang Haiyue asked bluntly, "Who?"

Ling Wenjiao: "I won't tell you!"

Huang Haiyue: "......"

After class, Ling Wenjiao threw her schoolbag to Huang Haiyue, and walked outside the school gate with her wallet. When I got to the small shop at the school gate, I called Meng Yu and asked him to help find out what problems Ling Wenni had recently in the first and third classes of Minzu High School.

After Meng Yu took a piece of paper and wrote down the information she said, he called Da Fei and asked him to send someone to investigate the matter.

At noon the next day, after Ling Wenjiao ate and drove out of school, she went to the post office first and sent a letter before going to the betel nut garden.

On the other side, in Anqi City, Xiao Wanqing put down the phone and called Gao Hua over.

"What's the matter?" Gao Hua looked at her blankly.

Xiao Wanqing said to him: "An aunt is coming here in two days, and you can arrange her food, housing and transportation, which is very important to you." You know, you have to use the best hospitality to keep you from pleasing her, just don't make her unhappy!"

Gao Hua said suspiciously: "What kind of aunt is yours? Do I still want to entertain him with the treatment of the president?"

Xiao Wanqing snorted lightly and said, "It's not my family, aunt is our honorific title for her, and I think the president is better tempered than her...... After all, even if the president is not satisfied, he will not do anything to you, if he is not satisfied...... You, and I are going to be out of luck. ”

Gao Hua frowned: "So cautious? Since it's so troublesome, can't we not entertain it?"

Xiao Wanqing pursed her lips and said, "It's late, I have a friend who will also come with her, so my friend also wants to come to see me." People come from afar, and they are guests from afar, so they can't be postponed. ”

Hearing her say this, Gao Hua didn't say anything more.