Chapter 6 "Uncle Beauty, from now on, how about being my person?"
Tang Qingyan knew that Li Simu had changed, grown up, and was no longer the little girl he knew four years ago.
However, he never imagined that time would change a person so profoundly and dramatically.
For example, a scene like this is something that he Tang Qingyan has never imagined in his 28 years of life so far.
Tang Qingyan felt that the weight of the body of the person in front of him was almost thrown on him, and he looked at Li Simu with a pair of drunken eyes (who knows if he was really drunk), staring at him. An overly bright face appeared in front of him like this. He let the little hand, which was too pale and slender, tug at his tie.
To tell the truth, Tang Qingyan is nearly one meter nine tall, but he looks like he is "being slaughtered", which is a little funny at first glance.
Then, he heard Li Simu's voice ringing in his ears: "Uncle Beauty, from now on, how about being my person?"
Probably because of the wine, Li Simu's voice sounded a little hoarse, and Tang Qingyan's throat rolled imperceptibly.
Later, Li Simu recalled the scene of that day, no matter how many times he wanted to punch his dog's head.
If you want to die or not, you want to call her "uncle", obviously she is only eight years older, and she can't reach the level of "uncle" no matter how you think about it.
However, that day, she may have been influenced by Bai Moti, and subconsciously felt that what to call "brother" might be too sensual, so she blurted out "uncle" without thinking about it.
In fact, Li Simu made a fatal mistake that day - he forgot to ask for Tang Qingyan's contact information.
Her memories were blurry, and she couldn't even remember how she said goodbye to her friends, how she got home, and how she woke up in the sunshine the next afternoon from her big bed.
I only vaguely remember that Shen Yinmo's guy looked indifferent and expressionless, and covered himself with a quilt, which seemed to be suppressing some anger.
Oh, that makes sense, it must have been Shen Yinmo who sent him home. Find a time to treat him to dinner another day, and by the way, ask him if he has Tang Qingyan's WeChat or something...... However, this summer vacation passed too quickly, and school was about to start in less than half a month, and Shen Yinmo's guy was going to school in City B, which is thousands of miles away from City A, so if you want to meet, you have to hurry up.
At the same time, Bai Moti was sitting cross-legged on the yoga mat at home, just putting down his mobile phone, and seemed to be about to enter the state and start practicing from the simpler yoga asanas.
And what appeared on her phone was a chat box with Tang Qingyan.
Before the phone screen went dark, a message with the note "Ling's mother" popped up from the top of the page, and a sentence was sent: "If you really don't want to, I don't want to wronged you, pack up your things and go for a walk." ”
However, at this time, Bai Moti had already closed his eyes and started the breathing practice of yoga, until the screen dimmed, and he didn't see the message from this person called "Mother Ling" with a completely black avatar.
If it weren't for Shen Yinmo sending a message, Li Simu felt that he might have forgotten about it.
As soon as he sent the sentence "Thank you yesterday", Shen Yinmo came over with a long list of messages and a few documents.
Li Simu was in a trance for a moment, a little inexplicable, and his memory returned, only to suddenly react that this was the information about Bai Moti that he had asked Shen Yin Mocha before.
Li Simu opened them one by one and archived them separately to prevent data loss.
There are a lot of screenshots in it, there are screenshots of chat history and screenshots of some websites. The IDs of the protagonists on those sites are different, but they have a common feature, the photos only show the lower part of the face, but with the similar jawline and beautiful lip shape, the viewer can find the commonality if they compare carefully.
Even the photos that hang on the site have been processed.
And these websites, without exception, are all foreign websites. As can be seen, these websites belong to several different countries. Li Simu could only read four or five of them on her own, but that alone was enough to darken her face.
There are also some photos that are obviously taken from a candid perspective, which are not very clear and blurry, and can only vaguely identify that the woman on it is Bai Moti. The scene is different, there is the hotel lobby, there are photos of her getting out of different cars, and she is in a dimly lit place, looking down on her surroundings. But what is the same is that there are different people around Bai Moti in each photo.
Li Simu's expression became more and more serious while browsing carefully, and he took screenshots from time to time to save them.
When he saw the last word of the last document, Li Simu's mobile phone suddenly vibrated wildly.