A residential area in M City, with dense and lush trees on both sides of the road.

A man moved slowly in the shade of a tree, and from a distance he looked fat like a ball.

This is the daily release time of the fat house, and at this point every day, the fat house will be driven out by his godly mother and wander outside for an hour before letting him come back.

The trajectory of the fat house is the same every day, from community A, to community B, and then around to community C, after which he will sit on a park bench in community C and rest for 20 minutes, and then return the same way.

Today, the fat house slowly rolled along the established route, unintentionally raised his eyes, and then the whole person was clever and stood in place.

He immediately adjusted his eyes, and while sticking his hand into his pocket, he raised his head to look at the sky, and looked at this side, and then at that side, whistling as if nothing had happened, and scratching his toes on the ground.

Take advantage of people's unpreparedness, suddenly turn around, and run away. The short and fat calves, like pedaling a tricycle, are tight and upside down, but I don't see how far I can run.

He ran and ran, and then stopped sharply, for he noticed that the man who had just stood under the tree over there was now in the shade of the tree in front of him.

The fat house gave up on running away, and stood there panting.

"Why don't you run away?" The man standing in front asked.

“……”

The fat house pretended not to see anything, heard nothing, and when the man was like air, he began to move in the direction of home.

The man followed him all the time, and when he saw that he was living in the community, the fat house couldn't bear it anymore, and turned around and said, "I don't know you, don't follow me!" ”

"Fat House!" Ah Xiang called him

"Ah Xiang, do you play according to the routine!" The fat house glared at Ah Xiang angrily and asked in a low voice.

"I never play cards according to the routine, if you don't let me go home with you, I will suddenly rush into your house and step on your carpet." After Ah Xiang finished speaking, he walked in the direction of the fat house.

"Ah Xiang, didn't they all say it before the implementation, contact with an anonymous phone card, don't meet, we don't know each other." The fat house stopped Ah Xiang and said in a deep but unquestionable voice.

As he spoke, he remembered the whirlpool that rolled up when the phone card was washed down the sewer......

Ah Xiang raised his eyes and glanced at the fat house. The fat house that looked at it was weak for a while, uh!

Ah Xiang approached the fat house and lowered his voice and said, "Don't ink, go back to your house and say." ”

The fat house stared at Ah Xiang's eyes, and there was anxiety and worry in his eyes that could not be concealed, as well as exhaustion. Looking at his dusty appearance, could it be that he just came back from W City?

"Well, why didn't you leave me a message in the library?" Fat House asks?

"It's too late," Ah Xiang threw down a sentence and walked towards the fat house again.

The fat house seems to have guessed something. sighed and followed Ah Xiang.

As soon as he entered the house, Ah Xiang flashed into the fat house.

"I'm back!" The fat house mother asked again.

"Well, I'm in the house." The fat house said sullenly.

"You've only been walking around for a while today, and it's not even half an hour, you see you're ...... fat."

The fat house always wonders why the is so him, and he can't care about him, hey!

After entering the house, the fat house closed the door and asked angrily, "Do you still check the girl who was hospitalized last time?" ”

"Well, check this person too," Ah Xiang said, bringing up the two photos that Wu Feng had taken of him.

"Huh? Is this girl's name Meng Yang? I remember that the last hospitalization record was Lin Ling? The fat house muttered to himself.

While talking, the fat house didn't delay his work at all, his fingers flew on the keyboard, he didn't expect the little fat hand to be so flexible.

"Ah Xiang, if I were you, I would chase it directly. I mean me" The fat house looked at the door, lowered his voice and said: "If I look like you, I'll chase it directly, okay, okay, forget it, check it around, what's the point, I don't know if you're a pickle girl or a case." ”

The computer screen interface flashes in various ways, and then freezes on the two booking records. The fat house stopped talking, turned his head to look at Ah Xiang, Ah Xiang stared at the screen, pointed to the booking record and said:

"It shows that they have experienced the ticket, which means that they have successfully boarded the bus, but they have not gotten off in W City." Ah Xiang said, "Can you find out and get off the train at one stop?" ”

"What kind of cell phone is he? Apples? The fat house asked, "I'll try it to see if I can locate it, as long as his mobile terminal is on the positioning function, even if it is turned off, it can be ......"

The keyboard began to crackle again, and the computer screen switched between various interfaces.

"Found: It's Room 5-11, Wenhua Road, K City, six and a half hours ago. Then there was no information about his location. After the fat house finished speaking, he left the computer chair, moved to the side of the bed, leaned back, and lay on the bed on all fours.

It is estimated that the privacy location was turned off after that, or the phone was destroyed.

"Thank you!" Ah Xiang said and turned to leave. Stop when you get to the door, take a plastic bag out of your bag and throw it on the bed.

The fat house glanced at it, and it was a mobile phone.

"Help me turn on the phone and check it, are there any videos, text messages, memos or event reminders, any strange address numbers or the like, anyway, you know."

"Hey, you ......" Before the fat house could finish speaking, Ah Xiang opened the door.

The fat house hurriedly said: "Mom, I'll go out again." ”

As he spoke, he shoved the mobile phone that was in the plastic pocket into the quilt and quickly propped himself up from the bed.

"Oh, let's go back for another half an hour," came the voice of the fat house mother in the back room.

The fat house followed Ah Xiang out one after another.

The two walked to the first floor, and when they were about to leave the unit door, Ah Xiang stopped and turned to the fat house and said, "Don't worry, I don't know you." ”

"Ah Xiang" The fat house called his name softly, sighed and said, "Be careful, you still have to cover me......"

……

After Zhang Qian left, Jia Rupeng broadcast a phone call.

"Mark, I'll throw you a list, old rules, record a bed video for me, and I'll pay cash." Jia Rupeng sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the crumpled sheets that the two had just made out for, his eyes were stagnant for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and he quickly returned to indifference.

"Mr. Jia, you don't dare to take the list, last time that bad luck neurosis, I was invited to the police station, tossed enough in the middle of the night, do you have to pay some mental damages, otherwise, maybe one day, my irritated nerves will report something to the police uncontrollably, who can say for sure!" Mark said lightly.

"After this order is done, you kid don't get cheap and sell well, the list for you is all beauties, some sleep and have money to take, how many people are catching up with this good thing" Jia Rupeng's mind came to mind again, graceful and graceful, weak and boneless figure, slender white snow, condensed porcelain skin, really can't sleep enough, can't sleep enough, it's a pity.

"Don't, didn't that last time there was AIDS, Boss Jia, I haven't lived enough" Mark immediately slammed back, thinking of the word AIDS, he was glad that he just poured medicine on that girl, posed and took a photo, really, he was afraid that he would have money and die to spend it.

"Nonsense, don't listen to those false rumors, whether you can take it or not, for the sake of your brother's interest, he didn't hesitate to enter the game, this time the price doubled, this will always work" Jia Rupeng was ruthless, feeling that safety is the most important, money is not money, and now you can't care too much.

"Boss Jia is refreshing, he said that he picked it up early, do you want to record or video this time?"

"Video!" Jia Rupeng gritted his teeth and said, women always don't cry when they don't see the coffin, and the photo can be argued that it is synthetic, p up, I am innocent, Balabala~

Jia Rupeng just hung up the phone when a string of numbers that gave him a headache came in.

Jia Rupeng took a few deep breaths before picking it up.

"You TM slept to death, it took so long to pick it up," Zheng Jun said angrily.

"Didn't you ask me to get you a passport, can't you be polite?" Jia Rupeng listened to Zheng Jun's words quite harshly, and couldn't help but remind him.

"I want to say calmly, look at those fools under you, let me find the account book, I can't find it, I can't find someone," Zheng Jun said as he said angrily again.

Zheng Jun suppressed his anger and said, "I don't have time to ink with you." Hurry up and send your people to the G108 train from M to W now, and the people are on board. ”

"Oh? Say it earlier, this is it! Jia Rupeng immediately broadcast a phone call, arranged for someone to drive to chase the train, and got on the train halfway to rob the person.

After arranging, Jia Rupeng breathed a long sigh of relief.

Zheng Jun hung up the phone and walked out of the train waiting hall in M City, the most dangerous place is the safest place, they all thought that he had absconded, and he killed him again.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I returned to M City, I saw the waiting hall, Lin Ling and a strange man kissing in full view.

His marriage to Lin Ling existed in name only, but when he saw this scene, he still felt spicy, so he unconsciously spoke on the phone just now.

He couldn't understand why he couldn't let Lin Ling go since he didn't love him anymore.

One day two years ago, when he came home, he found that the house was dark, and he thought that Lin Ling was not at home. But when he turned on the light, he saw Lin Ling huddled on the sofa, like a helpless cat, and he was pitiful.

He leaned over and asked what was going on? Why did you call him at that time, he had a meeting, so his attitude was not very good, so let her not take it to heart.

Lin Ling's eyes were hollow, and she was indifferent to his words, and she didn't seem to listen to what he said at all.

Since then, Lin Ling's few passions have been drained away, and she once asked Zheng Jun, she feels so tired, why can't she be separated and separated, and everyone is okay?

Zheng Jun didn't know how to answer, so he could only be silent.

Lin Ling later cut his pulse, because of what cut the pulse, Lin Ling never wanted to talk about it, and he couldn't recall it, as if his memory was emptied, he only remembered to lecture and eat, and then he went home, as if he vomited.

After that, no one told him about the events of that day, he wondered if he had drunk too much, and he was bumped into by Lin Ling when he brought a woman home, but why did he take a woman home? He never denied that he was romantic, but being romantic and being stupid are two different concepts.

Then Zheng Jun came home from a business trip and found that there was no shadow of Lin Ling at home. When I asked the security guard downstairs, Lin Ling hadn't been home for a week. Missing? As soon as Zheng Jun was about to look for her, Lin Ling came back by herself, her mental state was very poor, and she was pale and thin. The remaining vitality and aura were also consumed.

She still said, "Why can't we live separately?" ”

Zheng Jun thought of his booming career for a moment, and as a well-known lecturer, he still had to pay attention to his public image.

Therefore, he would rather have a marriage in name only, and he should not expose the mistress, force the palace, divorce, and divide the family property.

Not only can he not bear this kind of thing happening, as long as he thinks of these words, he feels uncomfortable, this has something to do with him, how can he stand on the podium to train his students in the future? Isn't it a slap in the face to let students pursue their ideals, set goals, and make life plans?