Whether they can be each other's best friends depends on whether they are willing to borrow things.

This is the truest portrayal of my three friends and I over the past 35 years. We have borrowed many things from each other, from houses and cars to a stitch and a thread, and we can borrow everything.

Only the husband is the first time.

Probably because there was no such precedent before, which is why I am so anxious. It's no exaggeration to say that from the minute I lent it out, I was already looking forward to Garfield getting it back soon.

Well, this is probably what people often say about scarcity is expensive.

Sitting cross-legged in the living room on the 25th floor, I ate a bowl of instant noodles, watched two TV series, drank three cups of green tea, and took the time to look on the large terrace four times, and when I realized that I had done so much boring and boring, the wall clock on the wall had reached 11:45 p.m.

But I still couldn't sleep.

I haven't felt this bad feeling in years.

I jumped up from the sofa with a proud heart and bumped into Jiang Beisheng's dark brown briefcase. My heart trembled, as described in all the ghost stories in Strange Tales of the Strange Place, twelve o'clock in the middle of the night was a feast of demons and monsters, and I suspected that this bag was one of them.

The demon sent the god to bring it over.

At the age of twenty-eight, Nanako was convinced that her only daughter could be married at any time, and began to instill in me every day the way of being a wife. The most familiar thing is that a mature and confident woman will never sneak into a man's bag, and must turn it over openly when no one is around.

I believe in this and apply what I have learned. Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around at the moment, I opened it openly and saw that except for a black ultra-thin laptop, there was no other personal belongings in the inner and outer mezzanine.

I took out my notebook and put it on the coffee table, and then found myself a comfortable and secure seat to sit down, thinking that what would happen next would be a racking of brains and difficult to break through the defense, but I didn't expect that the computer was not set up at all.

It's weird.

People who can act like this are either simple-minded and like white clouds floating in the sky, or they are playing the conspiracy of Jiang Taigong to take the bait for the wisher. Based on what I know about Jiang Beisheng, he has and probably will only be the latter.

But any smart and sensible person, in the face of this temptation, the right thing to do is to turn off the computer and hang it up.

But I obviously overestimated my sanity and underestimated Jiang Beisheng's evil intentions.

Looking at the folders lined up on the page with the photo of me picking up his pants as a screensaver, my heart felt like I was being clutched by a hand.

Each folder has a familiar name: "Fox", "Mosquito", "Garfield", "Kidney Bean", "Gege", "Teacher Wei", "Zhong Xingxing", "Mo Jia", "Zhao Yuning", ......

When I saw the name "Zhao Yuning", my heart trembled into a creepy.

Zhao Yuning is Kidney Bean's husband.

When Kidney Bean was 27 years old, Dou's mother was very anxious, and asked many relatives and friends who knew or didn't know her, and asked to introduce Kidney Bean to someone.

In July of that year, 29-year-old Zhao Yuning saw Kidney Bean, and launched a pursuit more enthusiastically than other candidates, and more than three months later, they finally caught up with Kidney Dou before the end of 27 years old.

Three years later, Kidney Bean ended the marriage neatly before she turned 30.

Since then, Zhao Yuning has been like a rat in a stinky ditch, hated by us, and never mentioned it again.

I'm sure that after I came into contact with Jiang Beisheng, I definitely didn't mention this name in front of him.

Who did he know about, and why did he investigate him?

Were these surveys after getting to know me? or before?

I was the first to click on the "Fox" folder.

There were fourteen more subfolders in it, the naming lasted from 22 to 35, and I opened 28 randomly, empty.

I ordered another 31, and it was still empty.

I exited and clicked on "Kidney Beans", which also had fourteen subfolders named after Arabic numerals 22 to 35, and clicked on one of them, empty.

How can it be empty?

What do these Arabic numerals mean?

Is it age?

If it's age, why start at 22, but not 1?

I bit my lip and frowned.

The computer was not kept secret, but it was brought here from Beijing, and it was obvious that Jiang Beisheng wanted me to open the computer and notice the existence of these folders.

If I was deliberately aware of this, why did I empty the content again?

What used to be in these empty folders?

I was confused, my whole brain was like mush, and I couldn't figure out the slightest clue.

At this moment, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and the usually pleasant ringtone was like a hideous ghost at the moment, holding a bloody guillotine, which directly tore the tranquility of the night and rushed wildly.

Breaking out in a cold sweat, I turned off my computer without hesitation and stuffed my briefcase back.

Only then did he answer the phone with palpitations, and as soon as he "heyed", Garfield's out-of-control voice was like a car that forcibly stepped on the brakes to control the speed, making a scream that could puncture the eardrum: "Wu Xiaoqi, something happened, you hurry up." ”

Many years later, I still remember my panic.

It is a kind of mistake and regret that suddenly arises when the person who cherishes in the heart is about to disappear.

I think I might know where the peach blossom fragrance comes from.

"What's going on?"

When I stumbled to the hotel to find Garfield, she was leaning against her chest and smoking in the hallway outside the box. As soon as he saw me, his decadent and depressed expression rekindled his hope, and he pinched the cigarette butt, pointed to the box, and said with a sad face: "Your husband is drunk, no one is allowed to touch it, and he refuses to leave, so he is in a hurry to kill me." ”

"Just drunk?"

I asked in a cold sweat and opened my mouth in disbelief.

"Well," Garfield squinted at me, "or else?"

Asked lightly.

"Why don't you make it clear on the phone about this kind of thing, do you know my ......?"

"You, what's wrong with you?" Garfield's eyes widened as he looked at me, who was out of control and wanted to speak, his face full of confusion as innocent as half a cigarette that she had choked: "Fox, you can't be real......"

She suddenly became alert, a wise light flashed in her eyes, and half of the cigarette was choked by her to fall, and I immediately interrupted coldly before she could finish speaking: "No." ”

Garfield's half-believing gaze was still on my face that I was trying to disguise and refused to move away, I tried my best to restrain the emotions that were about to explode at any time, turned my head, and through the half-open box door, I just saw the person sitting on the sofa with a painful face, and my heart had just been calmed down, and inexplicably burst out of an indescribable bad mood, which made me have mixed feelings: "Did you arrange this dinner on purpose?" I endured it, but I still didn't hold back, and my tone was very unfriendly: "Can you be a little more mature." ”

"Why am I immature?" Garfield's forehead furrowed, "Do you really want to make me unhappy for an outsider?"

"I know why you're not happy. I rushed forward to Garfield's anger: "Because Wei Siming is getting married." ”

"You're really upsetting me for being an outsider!" said Garfield, shuddering, huge tears pouring down her round eyes.

I chuckled in my heart, and my angered emotions instantly sobered up, I shivered and took out a tissue from my bag, and before I could tear it open, Garfield quickly threw me a room card: "Don't come back today, stay here and take care of him." ”

After saying that, he left proudly.

(To be continued)