Chapter 107: The Sorrow of Youth No. 15

After a busy week, it finally lived up to expectations, and the divorce lawsuit ended perfectly.

On Thursday, Loya felt light and finally got off work on time.

As soon as he walked out of the office door, Mike blocked the door.

"Beautiful women can admire their faces, can we have dinner together?"

For Mike, Loya always felt that there was an unpredictable coolness in his smiling face.

"I'm sorry, Mike, I made an appointment."

He didn't insist, and dodged to make way for Loya.

"Is that the psychiatrist?"

Loya turned.

"Mike, this is my privacy."

He continued: "There's something I think I should tell you. ”

"I don't think there's anything to say about our friendship."

"Loya, do you believe in physiognomy?"

Loya was puzzled: "Mike, you really surprised me, do you believe it?" ”

Mike doesn't shy away from it: "Yes, I believe. The psychiatrist next to you, under his gentle face, must have some kind of unsavory purpose, and you'd better stay away from him. The farther away the better. ”

Loya thought it was a little incredible.

"Mike, I'm an adult, and I have the ability to judge right from wrong."

Loya understands that there are not many women in the law firm, and Mike is probably bored and wants to have some fun in his life, and wants to provoke her.

He glanced at Loya with his mesmerizing eyes.

"Woman, I'm concerned about you, don't you know?"

"Mike, I advise you to save some snacks and work on me, I'm not the kind of woman you can afford to play."

Mike's eyes instantly became very sharp.

"Alright! It's okay if I'm self-inflicted. ”

He turned and went back to his office.

Loya's phone came >

: Luoya, give you a thumbs up, let me peek into a good show, you did the right thing, you have to slap him in the face so hard for the green peacock who has opened the screen all day long.

Loya sent him a message back, a few simple words: voyeurism, pervert.

At the door of Lawyer Mao's office, his meticulously groomed head flashed.

It's rare to go all the way back to Wanjia apartment without hurrying.

The mailbox downstairs seems to be full, and now it is the age of electronic, and the mailbox is dedicated to those electricity bills, water bills, and credit card bills.

When Luo Ya saw the overflowing paper, he felt extremely awkward, and he was really unhappy if he didn't empty it.

A pile of large and small papers was thrown into the trash, and when he turned to leave, he stopped.

There seemed to be something wrong, and when I looked closely, there was a white envelope lying on the pile of paper, with a few eye-catching black letters on it.

Mandoli in-person.

Today's readers are really powerful, and they actually found here.

Lu Zheng sent a message, saying that they would go to the house they frequented for dinner in the evening.

Luo Ya lay on the sofa and didn't want to move, and replied to the road sign that she had something to do and would make an appointment another day.

It's rare to be so leisurely, and I spend at least an hour on the couch.

I sang the empty city plan in my stomach before I got up.

I took a box of instant noodles and was about to open it, but I put it down again.

It's time for Yi Tianbao's dumplings to come in handy, but I didn't expect that cooking dumplings also requires knowledge.

When a plate of poorly boiled dumplings was served, Loya felt quite frustrated.

I took a photo of this plate of dumplings and wanted to send it to Yi Tian and ask him how to cook the dumplings.

I thought about it and deleted it.

The letter from the reader on the table lay very lonely.

When I got to bed and turned on the computer, searched for dramas, and waited for commercials.

Luo Ya picked up the letter, and the words on the cover really didn't dare to compliment, it was crooked, like an ant crawling.

Surprisingly, there was only half a sheet of paper in it, and only one line of words was written on the half sheet.

: Start and end where you start.

What made Luo Ya's heart beat faster was the signature under that line of words: Mao Dan.

The first thought that came to my mind was that this letter was written by the missing writer, Big Goose.

It seems that he has been secretly following everything written in the newspapers.

There is nothing brain-burning about this line of words, where it starts, it ends.

The goose came out of that small town, and he may have returned to that small town a long time ago.

He was giving Loya an ending, an ending for himself, or an ending he had hoped for.

I don't want to watch the drama anymore, turn on the computer, and write this ending as he wishes.

The two words on the screen were typed and deleted, deleted and typed.

She can't understand the current state of mind of the goose, and she doesn't feel vivid enough to write this ending.

took out the book "The Sorrow of Youth" and opened it, and there was a picture on the last page, which was very shocking.

Two girls with frightened eyes open, a string of blood droplets in front of them stretched infinitely forward.

What does this picture want to express, is it Mai Tiantian or Fang Tingting. Or is it Hua Fangfei, the second child of the goose's childhood?

After a sleepless night, she decided to go to that small town on the weekend to have a look, meet the writer Big Goose, explore the inner world of the young and famous writer up close, and give "The Disappearance of the Writer Maodan" a perfect ending.

Before booking the train ticket, she hesitated for a long time, but still called Yi Tian.

She said she knew a little bit about where the goose had gone, and that she decided to go to that town on Friday night.

His response was not very excited, and only said that she should pay attention to safety along the way.

On Friday night, the train to the small town of Big Goose departed on time.

It's just time to go to the bathroom, and when Luo Ya came back, the old man in the shop opposite her was gone, replaced by Yi Tian, the people's policeman.

He said that there was nothing to do on the weekend, and the Li Bureau sent him to the small town to take a look, and after seeing the big goose himself, he could close the case of the big goose's disappearance.

Loya asked him again, is it just that simple? He replied very simply, well, it's just that simple.

Loya smirked.

"Well, it's good to have a companion on the trip."

On the way, the train passes through several small stations.

Every time he went to a station, Yi Tian would always go down, and Luo Ya knew that he was going to solve his addiction to smoking.

The night was dark, and the sound of the train moving was very rhythmic.

The train stopped at a small station, and Yi Tian fell asleep after looking at the book "The Sorrow of Youth" holding the big goose.

He took off his coat and put it over her, turned and got out of the car.

The addiction to smoking is coming up, and I can't stop it.

The small station is immersed in the mist of the night, which exudes a cool smell in this spring.

The platform was empty.

In car 9, Loya fell into a brief dream.

The illustration of the last page of "The Sorrow of Youth" loops in her dreams, leaving her wanting to stop.

She seemed to be on that page of illustration, and couldn't tell which of the two girls she was.

Looking ahead from their perspective, a figure slowly walked through the boundless darkness.

A figure whose face is not clear.

Her eyes widened, trying to make out who that person was.

Big goose? Old? Hairy eggs? Or is it the third?

It doesn't seem to be.

。 Sogou