In the early morning of the last day of the May Day holiday, the cloth received a call from Suixu:

"Hello;"

"Hello, this is Lingao, I'm at Sister Qiao's house," a soft voice came, and Sui Xu talked with great interest on the other end of the phone about going out to sea and fishing with Xiao Qiao at night in his hometown of Lingao.

——In the vast and boundless sea, under the reflection of the moonlight, the small silver fish seemed to be inspired by the goddess of the moonlight, and kept jumping in one direction, densely packed, and even some small fish jumped into the small fishing boat. "The sea is so calm that the fish seem to grow up by jumping and jumping. It's great that you can see it too. Suixu's spoken words are: "If you also... , it's great. ”

In fact, Xiao Qiao once asked Bushang if he wanted to go with him. Before the May Day holiday, Xiao Qiao came to the apartment on the cloth and found that the cloth was wearing glasses and sorting out a large stack of documents.

"Mr. Bu, do you want to go to Lingao together during the holidays? We have made an appointment to go to the sea, and we plan to leave tomorrow. She inserted a purple forget-me-not bouquet into a vase in front of the TV.

"I can't go, the Wenjiang government expropriated my land, don't lose money, I made an appointment with a lawyer, and I have to go to court with the city government after the holiday. The cloth lifted his glasses and continued to look at the papers.

"Can you win a court with the government?"

"My coastline land, with a market value of 200 million yuan, and the government only gives me 7 million, how can I give up?" Immediately, he opened Google Maps and handed it to Xiao Qiao, "This is here, build a bridge and expropriate all my land." ”

"That's going to have to be resisted. Joe is one of those who automatically block data, but still reacts incredibly to the huge gap between 200 million and 7 million. "Then we'll be back. ”

Xiao Qiao's heart is probably just showing coconut leaves swaggering in the wind, blue sky and sea, and golden sand. The country is easy to change, so no matter how huge the data is, or whose coastline it belongs to, it is not within Xiao Qiao's attention.

"Okay, when you come back, stay safe. Cloth looked up from the pile of papers, finished answering, and continued to annotate.

"When are you coming back?"

"I don't know. ”

After Little Joe left, distant conversations began to emerge from the void again.

Tears flowed down the corners of his eyes and into the roots of his ears. Again, hug tightly. "Don't be too upset. These were the last words he said to her when he was 31 years old. At that time, the cloth never imagined that this would be the image that would hover in my mind many years later, engraved in my memory, like a bird with wings ready to fly, always ready to fly to the farther sky, but forever imprisoned in a cage. There's nothing to be done.

But at this moment, it only overlapped with Xiao Qiao's Q&A, and did not elicit deeper emotions.