At 9:50 a.m. on November 10, 2013, the weather was fine and cloudless, and I arrived at Maisha Square 10 minutes early.

I'm a bit of a fool of myself, and I rarely get on time, and I don't know why, I arrived early today. Thinking about it, I thought it was ridiculous, lit a cigarette, and took two deep puffs.

An old woman picking up a drink bottle walked by in the square and watched me stop, a hesitant look in her eyes.

I turned my head to see a Coca-Cola can at my right foot, smiled kindly and moved it to the side, signaling that she could pick it up. The old woman hurried forward, and with a nimble disproportionate to her age, she picked up the can and put it into the woven bag that she was carrying diagonally.

I couldn't bear to think how much a can a can sell for? I took out 10 yuan from my pocket and handed it to the old woman.

"Thank you," the old woman suddenly showed a sly smile and asked me, "What day is today?"

I froze there, like an electric attack, and asked urgently, "What did you say?"

The old woman said, "Good man, go back quickly, the person you are waiting for will not come." ”

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At 10:05 a.m. on November 10, 2013, I was standing at Maisha Square at the intersection of Shuiyangjiang Avenue and Jingdelu in Xuancheng City, and I dialed the early morning caller number again and again, and the phone you dialed was turned off.

At this time, someone slapped me in the back, and the sweet female voice said, "I'm sorry, I'm 5 minutes late." ”

For some reason, I felt a burst of joy in my heart, and finally came. Turning around, Shang Wenlin was wearing a bright red off-the-shoulder one-piece dress, standing in front of me in the sun. The corners of her mouth moved, as if she were smiling at me.

"Why you?" I was puzzled, her image was completely out of tune with the voice on the phone, and I couldn't guess it would be her even if I wanted to.

Shang Wenlin said: "Didn't we make an appointment to meet at 10 o'clock this morning at Maisha Square?"

I sighed, imagination and reality are often two different things, and it is really not impossible to say that a lively and outgoing girl like Shang Wenlin is doing some kind of pranks.

Maybe it's just my subjective thinking that misleads me, or maybe it's because I want to meet someone else. A hand appeared in front of my eyes, one hand holding mine, a hand that was cold and boneless.

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A café in Maisha Square whose name I never noticed, I ordered Mandheling, opposite the Blue Mountains ordered by Shang Wenlin. The décor is retro and elegant, reminiscent of the medieval Latin cross style of Basilica. The rich aroma of coffee fills the air, and the people sitting there can't help but feel a little bit of emotion.

"Mr. Cao, can you start?" Shang Wenlin changed her impression of laughing at her aunt like crazy, her face was handsome and serious, and she looked at my eyes rigorously and asked.

I was bewildered by her, overwhelmed, and replied noncommittally, "Say it." ”

Shang Wenlin smiled slightly, handed me a document, and said softly: "This is a healthy and safe pension plan that I have studied for a long time and is specially tailored for you. Executives like you, who manage all kinds of opportunities at work on weekdays and smoke and drink excessively during socializing, especially need such a guarantee to escort the happiness of your healthy family. I specifically consulted the leader for some of the terms here, and he heard that it was you who specially approved them. Shang Wenlin opened the document and explained it with her fingertips like shallots: "For example, Article 16 on page 3, when Party B ...... without knowing it"

I interrupted her introduction and said directly: "Miss Shang, I can't help but say that your insurance sales are very methodical, and the paragraph just now doesn't mention the word insurance. I know you've put a lot of thought into it, and I'd love to hear you go on under normal circumstances. But," I said, with a solemn expression, "just doing so many things for an insurance, as for it?"

Shang Wenlin was stunned, withdrew his hand, gently pinched the small spoon in the coffee cup and turned it slowly, and said, "Didn't Cao always have any misunderstanding about me?"

"There's no misunderstanding," I said politely, "it's good to sell a special plan for insurance design, and it's good to spend a little bit of thought on a little vignette, but there's no need to call people in the middle of the night every day." There are at least 30 ways to talk to clients about cases, and this is the first time I've encountered yours. ”

Shang Wenlin's face flushed, as if she had been treated unfairly and impolitely, and stammered: "Mr. Cao, it was you who vomited all over the ground and coughed up blood in the Jinsha nightclub the night before yesterday, I care about you and ask you if you have bought commercial medical insurance, you asked me to make a plan to talk about it in Maisha at 10 o'clock today! How could I call you in the middle of the night?"

It's me who was stunned this time, looking at Shang Wenlin's innocent appearance, could it really be that I made a mistake?

Shang Wenlin's Samsung phone was now on the charcoal-fired wooden table in the café, and I picked up my phone and dialed the mysterious number. Laughing at you and me in vain, I love to compete for the beauty of the mirror flower, afraid that luck will pass away in a blink of an eye, fascinated by greed, hatred, joy and anger...... The phone turned out to be connected, only the mysterious phone, with this waiting ringtone.

At 10:48 a.m. on November 10, 2013, when I made a call, Shang Wenlin's mobile phone was on the table, and there was no movement.

Shang Wenlin was motionless, and her flaming red off-the-shoulder dress reminded me of the female celebrity advertisement smiling at me in the elevator, her eyes seemed to be sad and complaining, and she looked at me so coldly.

The woman on the phone, her voice was so low that she couldn't hear clearly, lifeless: "Hey,,, I'm so cold......"

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On November 10, 2013, at 2:58 p.m., I was lying on my bed at home staring at the ceiling and waking up from a nap.

Lighting a cigarette, I feel a little spinning, is it sick, or did I drink too much coffee today?

On the bedside table was a white paper mug with a lid, which I remember Mandheling had brought back in the morning at that unknown café in Maisha Square. At that time, I thought that the taste was very good, so I packed a cup and took it home. The white universal paper cups were empty and didn't have a logo, so I couldn't really remember the name of the café.

I only remember that I was connected to the mysterious phone call at that time, which proved that Shang Wenlin really had nothing to do with the early morning call. So I signed the policy apologetically and didn't look at it very closely. As for that call, I remember that after the other party said that I was cold, it was suddenly interrupted, and then, of course, the call you made was temporarily unreachable, please call again later.

My gut told me that behind this mysterious call, there must be someone related to me, hiding something.

When I went home and went upstairs, the tone of the advertiser in the elevator was green and environmentally friendly, with trees, flowers, blue sky and white clouds.

I pointed to the advertising screen and asked a kind-looking elderly man next to me, "What about the female star in the red dress?"

He looked me in the eye hopelessly and said, "Young man, trample on the ground and face reality." ”

The elder arrived, shook his head, and walked out of the elevator by himself......

As I think about it, I always feel like I'm missing something. Raise your wrist and look at the watch, oh no, the preparatory work for bidding for the 6845 plot in the subsidiary is in full swing, although it has nothing to do with the general manager of the sales piece, but it is not in the company if it is known by the boss Shao Dong, it will be my fault in the end.

I called the front desk, it was Ouyang Huan, and I asked her, "Has Shao Dong been here today?"

"No," Ouyang Huan said in a low voice on the phone, "Miss Lin is here." Then he changed his tone and said loudly: "Thank you for calling!"