Chapter 130: Suicide Note (2)

When I heard the man say that he had sold the computer, my heart sank: "Where is the sale, who are you going to tell me to sell it to?"

"Do you have something important in there?" asked the tattered man, puzzled.

"Yes...... It's not very important, it's not very useful to others. "The other party's expression lit up when he asked me and reminded me, but it seemed a little too late to cover it up.

"If you don't have anything important, forget it, it's too hard to get it back. ”

He is also a businessman who collects scrap, and I am also a businessman, and I can see at a glance that he has the meaning of sitting on the ground and raising the price, I guess I have seen the "nude photos" report led by a certain Guanxi of ** actor.

There's no way, let someone hold seven inches, he can afford it, I can't afford it.

"Well, you can help me get it back as it is, and I'll buy it from you for twice the price for what you bought from me. ”

It seems that this person is really good at business, he was silent for a moment, and shook his head very disdainfully: "For that little money, I went around tracking and selling an old computer for several days, and I don't know if I can get it back.

"Okay, okay, I know what you mean. You help me get it back in one day, I'll give you the money for a new computer, no, just give you 3,000 yuan in cash, it's all right? This is the last chance for you, you can think about it yourself. With that, I turned around and left.

In fact, when I turned to walk towards the office, my ears were always pricked up, and my eyes were not looking ahead, but focusing on the back of my head, but the footsteps I was expecting and the sound that held me back did not appear.

I'm a little flustered, what if this person is really indifferent to my conditions, or has he really given the computer to someone else, can he get it back?

In fact, I'm not exactly concerned about a few thousand dollars, but I don't know how deep people's greed is.

Fortunately, not long after I went to work the next day, I received a call from this person.

I suppressed my pounding heart and pretended to be calm: "Who are you?"

"You bring the money down to get the computer!" the other party was very simple this time.

The computer display screen and the host computer were tied together by him with duct tape, and after handing over the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, this person was probably still a little unwilling, pulling me and asking: "Dude, seeing that you are in a hurry, I guess there must be something very important in it, what is it, it won't be ......"

He was still so curious, and I suddenly woke up: "You can't have seen what is on my computer, right?"

"You really lift me up, if you have that ability, I'll give it back to you?"

Seeing that I didn't quite understand, he continued: "To tell you the truth, my fifth-grade son has long been arguing for me to buy him a computer, saying that he wants to learn computers, I have been to several stores to see it, and at least 3,000 yuan is required, so I am reluctant to buy it for him."

Your computer is still 80% new, and I was so happy at the time. But we don't understand, go back to connect the wire and plug in the electricity, we need a password, we won't, take it to ask the repair of the computer, people say it's broken, to 500 yuan to repair.

I don't know if you have any other problems with this computer, you are not willing to spend that money, and you are reluctant to sell it as scrap, so you can keep it. Where else would you find it?"

I was anxious to go back to look at the encrypted files left by Guimei, and I listened patiently, saying "Thank you, thank you, thank you for helping me keep this computer", and I was already trotting under my feet.

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"Actually, I'm not Guimei, I'm Xiaomeng, the Xiaomeng you know. The original Gui Mei has already gone to another time and space, and I just borrowed Gui Mei's body at the prompting of Meng Po and returned to the time and space where I once lived, which is the world you live in now. ”

I reconnected the computer that Gui Mei had left behind, turned it on, and found two files that required a password. Enter my birthday as Gui Mei said, and open one of the files.

Although Gui Mei's email has aroused my curiosity and suspicion, the beginning of Gui Mei's suicide note is still like a thunderbolt, which completely blinded my whole person......

"I remember telling you about my past life, but you probably don't remember. My parents were highly educated, my mother grew up in a big city, and my father came from the countryside to study and leap onto the dragon.

My mother, who grew up watching Dream of Red Mansions and Qiong Yao dramas, fell in love with a pedantic father who was handsome but had just stepped into a big city and a rural child soon after she went to college.

After graduating from university, my father quickly integrated into the torrent of society and began his very self-contained road of officialdom struggle. In my memory, when I was a child, I rarely saw my father, and I rarely saw the three of them together, and my mother seemed to endure all this, willing to be a ladder, and use the resources she could use to fulfill my father.

On the surface, my mother seemed to enjoy the life of her husband and wife, but I remember my mother hiding under the quilt and sighing, wiping her tears behind my back.

When I was 6 years old, my mother had an illness, which was not incurable, but she died less than a year ago. When my mother died, my father got married, and I don't know who it was, because I have lived with my grandmother ever since, and she brought me up, and I rarely had the opportunity to meet my father.

Perhaps it was because I grew up in such a family atmosphere and lacked the love and warmth that a child should enjoy, so I started a crush when I was in high school, and I fell in love with a mature and sophisticated man who transferred from a small place out of town, and formalized my relationship with him before going to college.

I gave up the key university I could have attended, and accompanied him to an ordinary second college, and after graduation, because he did not find a suitable job in my city, I went with him to a foreign city, during which my grandmother died of a heart attack and I was not able to be around to see my grandma die.

Maybe it's too lacking in father's love, too lacking in the warmth of the family, I found some traces of father's love from his maturity and thoughtfulness at the beginning, he became all of my study and work, I have a desire for home that ordinary girls don't have, I hope to establish our own home with him as soon as possible, and enjoy the warmth of home.

However, three years after graduating, I found that he was getting farther and farther away from me, and he preferred to spend his time with the female clients he met at work, the girlfriends he met in social interactions, until one day he said sorry to me, there was a girl who liked him very much, and he liked that girl too.

I started my crush in high school, four years in college, and three years of work, because of him, I gave up studying two books at a key university, gave up returning to my grandmother and went to other places, but in the end I went my separate way. I couldn't withstand such a blow, and my grandmother, who was the only one I could be a relative, was gone, so I finally chose to cut my wrists in order to be completely free.

However, the nature of the wrist cut at that time was completely different from my wrist cutting this time, that time it was a helpless choice, with hatred and despair, but this time I was relieved to leave quietly. ”