If an unfamiliar number is called many times in a row, there is a good chance that the content will not be boring.

"Mina." It was Jiang Zhili's usual tough and crisp voice. At the same time, it is also full of strong feelings of pampering that can only exist when communicating with her daughter.

"Daddy!! It's Daddy!! Jiang Meina stood up with a "whoosh", and tears slipped down her delicate and elegant face one by one, dripping onto the dark brown table.

She heard her father's voice again, so long that she thought she would lose him. The father's companionship and teaching paid off at this moment, and the daughter's longing was hard to suppress.

Her gentleness and demureness undoubtedly benefited from her mother.

Generosity, open-mindedness, love for oneself, others, and the world, and an emphasis on rules and boundaries depend on the diligent education of his father.

Since childhood, she has loved her like a pearl in the palm of her hand, and her father has not only invested in her the visible property of the rich family, but also the precious time in the eyes of the rich.

"Dad, where have you been?! Why didn't you contact me, you used to call me a lot. Who is this phone number, how do you use this phone to call, and will I ask you to make this call in the future? Dad, are you now, in the country, in which recuperation center, can I go to you? Dad, are you not in good health, why do you want to stay in a recuperation center......"

The more Jiang Meina thought about it, the more sad she became, so it was better to cry for a while before saying anything else.

"My baby, don't cry, Dad will go back when he's well." Jiang Zhili laughed twice as happily as he could, but the movement sounded like a dry cough or a pull in his throat.

He expressed his longing for his daughter, and briefly comforted him, but did not answer any of his daughter's questions.

"Mina, did you eat on time? Is the bookstore that Dad opened for you still open? You have to run a bookstore well, that's a gift from your father. Remember that you have to keep the bookstore open at all times?

If there is anything that cannot be solved, you can go to your aunt to discuss, and if your aunt does not have time, you can go to Lawyer Han. Remember Mena, do you remember everything Dad said? Jiang Zhili's voice became thicker and heavier when he spoke, accompanied by a trembling trill.

"Mr. Jiang, take the medicine, it's time to rest after taking the medicine."

Jiang Meina heard the urging voice of an elderly lady on the other side of the phone.

"Daddy's hanging, Mina. Remember Dad's words, I'll call you again, don't look for me. Before he could say goodbye, the phone was suddenly hung up.

Jiang Meina stood still, holding the phone tightly in her hand. Her body gradually trembled slightly.

Why, why can't you even say a few more words?

When she thought of her father, who loved her, she couldn't help but shed two tears.

Then I thought of something else, and I stopped crying.

Then he remembered again that he missed his father, and began to shed two more tears.

There's always a weird and subtle feeling.

What is the reason, as soon as she mentions it to her mother, her father can call.

Why is it so anxious to make a phone call, and you are not allowed to go to him yet.

Her father asked her to go to her aunt for something. But he had clearly told her before that it was good to maintain blood ties with his aunt's family, and that he would help and help him when he encountered difficulties. But don't get too close to them in other respects. Why did she suddenly go to her aunt. He knew that she had always come to his aunt's house.

Let her go to Lawyer Han if she has something?

Mr. Han......

One day in early April, over the weekend.

The thin figure wandered silently on a concrete road with few pedestrians.

Dressed in a black knitted hoodie, a black wide-brimmed veiled bucket hat and sneakers, she looks like an entertainment weekly reporter stalking popular movie stars.

The position where she is standing now is exactly below the monitoring probe where Zhang Xiaoya was photographed, which belongs to the blind spot of the monitoring.

Logically, the probe should have been installed at about the same location on the opposite side, but she couldn't find it because there was a wall more than two meters high on the opposite side.

The words on the wall fell mottled and sparse, and after Che Songhe repeatedly looked at it, there was no way to determine whether it was a Yi character or not.

She looked left and right, and it was a fork in the road along the street.

There are many people along the main road, and if it is a business organization, the main entrance should be open on the side of the road, and there will be no mistake.

She's going to go around to the side to look for it.

"This isn't the phone card you sold in your store?" Liang Zhengjiang glared angrily at the owner of the mobile phone store.

The boss was a fat man of more than 200 pounds, he touched his bare head, and a garlic nose grew on his oily face.

"Yes, yes, yes." He shook his head and sloppily eyes.

"Then I just asked you for a long time, why do you keep saying that your store doesn't sell three no cards!"

The boss shrugged his shoulders and made a strange appearance with two thick black eyebrows. "You didn't say what you were doing, it looks like you're here to check the store, can I tell me."

"Who have you sold this calling card to! There is no record! Liang Zhengjiang, who looked fair, asked.

"Ouch, I said officer!" The boss's face twisted sadly, and all his facial features were squeezed together, like a round sticky cake eaten during the New Year. "You said that there are no phone cards, if you register the records, won't no one buy them?"

"That, isn't it?" Liang Zhengjiang pointed to a corner of the dirty and tattered store.

A round, black thing should have glowed red.

"That, it's an ornament, scaring people, little thief or something, it works!" The boss's fat hand poked into the corner.

Liang Zhengjiang sighed deeply and helplessly.

"Don't sell three no phone cards in the future! Violations of law and discipline are not allowed, do you hear it! He snapped.

Xu Langxing stood at the door of the store. The upright posture and resolute and heroic face are like green pines.

Maybe it's a mistake?

A figure flashed by, and it looked like her.

Probably not, this place is not a bustling city, what is she doing here, so she dispelled the idea.

Her facial features looked just like he liked. When she was at school, she was often not to be outdone and quarreled with Han Chengyu. When she is in a good mood, she doesn't care much about teasing her. If she is in a bad mood, she will copy the bench if she doesn't hurry up and walk away. He thought it was cute, a small man, and it was difficult to determine the weather.

There was a lunch break. He posted a bulletin at the back of the classroom, and no one noticed him.

She was talking to a girl.

The girl asked, let's go out and play together during recess, don't review.

She said no. She was miserable, and her parents didn't care much about her. If she is not diligent in her studies, she will have no way out in the future.

She said that she likes to paint, and she wants to pass on the most beautiful and most difficult things in the world to preserve, plus artistic inspiration. In order to achieve this goal, she needs to put in exponential efforts.