That's right, Lao Wang!

Chen Xiaoyou had forgotten it, she could go in the direction of Lao Wang to investigate, but what was Lao Wang's name? She regretted it now, what she hated the most in the past was those memory fragments related to Lao Wang in Yuan Xiaolu's mind, so that she never wanted to look at Lao Wang's face, and she didn't know what Lao Wang's name was, where he lived, what his WeChat name was, and how to contact him.

Even if she had seen Yuan Xiaolu send WeChat more than once, she didn't have the mind to read those words. And now, those memories are beginning to blur, after all, Lao Wang is already a memory from almost a year ago, and she deliberately forgets, it is even more difficult to find the contact information.

Chen Xiaoyou had no other way, and the matter of finding Yuan Xiaolu was gradually put on hold.

Until the weather turned cold, the suspender short sleeves were replaced by a sweater jacket, and there was no news of Yuan Xiaolu, as if in the past six months, she had a dream, a dream about other people's lives, a dream that strayed into the depths of lotus flowers. What happened to Yuan Xiaolu has always become a knot in her heart that she can't let go, and a hidden pain that she can't let go.

After class on the weekend, Chen Xiaoyou took a bus back from the city and then went to the seaside plaza to transfer home. In the past, Yuan Xiaolu always said that renting a house is closer to the sea, and she can go to the Internet celebrity square to take a walk to lose weight and see the sea, but she has never been here, and she is not fat at all, but shouting that being fat is a common problem of all girls, and she didn't like the sea so much, and she didn't come to see it once.

Today's class ended early, and Chen Xiaoyou simply went to the square to take a stroll to see what attracted Yuan Xiaolu. Originally, Chen Xiaoyou hated going to crowded places to join in the fun, and he was often squeezed into stinky sweat, and his makeup was pasted, like a rooster in the water.

But the weather was good today, and she suddenly wanted to see the famous new landmark in Linhai that Yuan Xiaolu had been talking about.

Sure enough, the tourists are bustling, long and short selfie sticks, large and small cameras and mobile phones, are busy posing for various poses to take pictures, and rush to the next attraction after checking in, very busy, not disappointing her at all, it is a famous attraction should be.

A row of small shops specializing in tourist goods was dazzling and dazzling, and there was hardly a person like her, who had nothing with them, wandering around the square.

The famous coffee shop on the review website is full of people, even the rattan chairs at the door are full of people, she walks in, she has come and come, is she also trying their popular food? Yuan Xiaolu has been saying that she has not seen her step out of the door for a long time, and she hates contact with the outside world.

Although coffee Chen Xiaoyou doesn't like to drink, it is bitter, and adding sugar and milk is like shabu-shabu water described by others, but who would be too little for milk tea? She grew up listening to Dong Chou's songs, and she has a true love for milk tea.

Chen Xiaoyou moved slowly behind the long line, and the guests who ordered drinks but couldn't find a place could only regretfully go outside to find a flower bed to sit down and rest, drink something to recuperate, and then continue to be crowded in different places. At this time, she saw Yuan Xiaolu's classmate walking through the window.

The two classmates in Yuan Xiaolu's company, the two big mouths who like to spread gossip everywhere, also run to the square on weekends to hang out.

Chen Xiaoyou hurriedly chased out, and she didn't care about ordering a drink, she searched everywhere, and finally found the two girls under a fragrant osmanthus tree with golden flowers all over the ground.

She cautiously accosted them and asked them about Yuan Xiaolu.

"Who are you?" asked her long-haired and round-faced classmate.

"I'm her friend. Chen Xiaoyou replied calmly that they were not only friends, but also friends with souls.

"I didn't even know anyone else could be her friend. The short-haired classmate said meanly, looking at Chen Xiaoyou with a look of disdain that I know you are also that kind of person.

Chen Xiaoyou didn't care about her, and it was more important to ask about Yuan Xiaolu's whereabouts.

"I haven't been able to contact her lately, do you know where she went?" asked Chen Xiaoyou.

"How do you know we know her?" said the short-haired classmate looked suspicious.

"I've seen your photos, when she first went to the company, she was very happy to say that her classmates were also there, and it would be good to have a photo in the future. Chen Xiaoyou's white lie is very natural.

"Oh, she's so happy. The round-faced classmate said meaningfully, after all, Yuan Xiaolu has never expressed "happy" or "very good" to them, she has always been a stinky face, cold, and she doesn't know who owes her money.

"She left the company last week. The long-haired female voice said that she was slightly gentler and not as aggressive as her short-haired classmates.

"Then do you know where she went?" Chen Xiaoyou asked.

"She didn't say it, she never said anything about herself in the company. The short-haired classmate had a "you must understand" expression: "Maybe you don't need to go to work again." ”

Chen Xiaoyou didn't like the way this short-haired classmate talked about others behind his back, it was ugly, but they still gave Chen Xiaoyou very useful information, Yuan Xiaolu left last week, which can at least prove the suspicion she is most afraid of confirming in her heart: "Yuan Xiaolu is not a real person!"

So the second question becomes that if Yuan Xiaolu is a real person, and she only left the company last week, how could their memories be disconnected?

Is she okay and did the surgery go well?

The worries that have been slightly diluted by time in the past few months are now really hooked up by the news given to her by her classmates, Chen Xiaoyou asked her classmates for Yuan Xiaolu's phone number, and left the square in a hurry.

She decided to go to Yuan Xiaolu's house again to take a look, there was a flash of light flickering like a meteor across the sky, she couldn't grasp the clue, the door was closed, she knocked on the door, kept knocking, and no one answered.

In the end, the neighbor who was on the other side of the door couldn't stand it anymore, and opened the door and yelled at her: "The girl on the other side hasn't come back for a few days, don't knock, it's noisy." ”

Chen Xiaoyou thought about it, took out her mobile phone and started to call Yuan Xiaolu, the phone was turned off, no matter how she called, it was all turned off, she opened WeChat and began to search for Yuan Xiaolu's number.

Thankfully, Yuan Xiaolu bound her mobile phone number, and her avatar is also a picture she is familiar with.

Yuan Xiaolu set it for three days to be visible, and in the last one, Yuan Xiaolu only wrote one sentence: "Xiaoyou, goodbye, thank you." "The time was last night.

Chen Xiaoyou didn't know why she suddenly had an ominous premonition, she ran to the nearest police station, but fortunately, they hadn't gotten off work yet. Where did Chen Xiaoyou dare to say those bizarre memories of sharing, she bluntly said that her good friend went for surgery and couldn't be contacted, and hoped that the police uncle would help find it.

This police uncle, who shouldn't be a police brother, still dutifully helped her investigate Yuan Xiaolu's whereabouts, and soon, bad news came.

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