"Sir, you may be in the wrong place, there is no one you are looking for here."

Keeping customer information confidential is a basic requirement of my profession.

But listen to the other party: "At the end of every month, I will receive a text message from Wanwan, the SMS output address is you, can you tell me if she lives here?" ”

When he said this, he really shocked me, you have to know my software that simulates numbers, but the master who asked for it, the IP address is updated in real time, and he can actually find me through SMS data. In addition, this person revealed a message, and he was the same person I sent the text message on behalf of Xiang Wan before. I couldn't help but secretly see him from head to foot, the outline was very deep, his eyes were bright, and he was a very handsome young man.

Just as I was hesitating how to respond, he suddenly said, "I have something urgent to look for, if you know where she is, please don't hide it, okay?" ”

His gaze slid over his eyes, and there was anxiety in them that could not be hidden, and after two seconds, I said, "Come with me." As he turned to leave, he hesitated when he heard the footsteps behind him, and immediately followed.

It was my car, and his Hummer was parked outside my apartment. As we approached our destination, I heard the breathing of the next me tighten, and without turning my head, I could see the shock on his face in the only way I could see it. After getting out of the car, he led him all the way to the place, paused and said, "Xiang Wan, I brought him to see you." ”

It was a tombstone, and a black-and-white photograph was pasted on it, and inside was a beautiful girl. She was just late, but buried in the ground.

As I said before, Xiang Wan is my special customer, there is no one, she is the only one I have in-depth contact with, from her requirements. In fact, in the first year of the agreement with her, we didn't cross paths much, and just before the end of the month, she would call me to remind me not to forget to text. The real meeting was a year later, when I saw her in the hospital room, and I thought she must be a gentle and beautiful woman when I heard the voice on the phone, but when we met, I found that she was not good-looking, or more precisely, she was a dying person.

She changed the original agreement and asked me to continue texting to that number every month after her death until they asked to terminate it.

I'm acting beyond my duty, and I shouldn't have brought this man to her grave. I just feel that the silent dedication behind love should be known. A woman is still thinking about each other when she dies, and she thinks that she is in love to the extreme.

As expected, the young man's body trembled slightly, and his eyes showed pain, but that's all. didn't have much of a sad reaction, and shook his head secretly in his heart, this man is too cold, even if in terms of age, he is younger than Xiang Wan, but ...... Ignorance aside, this matter has nothing to do with me.

After staying at the cemetery for half an hour, he offered to leave, and I was as good as I could. The car on the way back was as silent as it had been when it came, until the car stopped at the door of the house, and the man pushed the door and got out of the car, walking towards his Humvee without looking back.

When I parked the car and walked back, I found that he hadn't left yet, and he was staring at me with a cigarette on his finger.

It's uncomfortable to look at him like this, but I can only wait for him to continue. It took a long time for him to ask, "When did it start?" I understood what he meant right away, and I didn't hide it, and answered honestly: "Two years." Seeing that the corner of his eye twitched, he asked again, "Did she tell you anything?" Now I laughed, trying not to show sarcasm at the corners of my mouth: "Sir, if you are worried about whether she has leaked information about you, then you can rest assured that I don't know anything except the text message you were asked to send, including not even hearing her name mention it." ”

The atmosphere instantly became stagnant, and the man squinted, his eyes inexplicable.

Just when I was about to run out of patience, two words suddenly popped up on the other side: "One after another." I was stunned, not knowing what he meant, but he opened his mouth to explain: "It's my name one after another, which are the two words that come to your mind." ”

There was an urge to have a black line on his forehead, how could he be so sure of the two words I was translating in my head? Actually, I didn't think about anything.

"Are you...... Friends of the evening? I heard the other party ask.

Based on the confidential nature of my work, Weiyi nodded hesitantly, in a sense, it can be regarded as a friend. After Xiang Wan died, I buried her, although she had already bought the cemetery, and she paid me in advance for the expenses. It's also an additional request outside of the agreement, and it's not part of my responsibility, but looking at her like that, I can't refuse.

If a person has to arrange what happens after death, then that person is not only miserable but also pitiful. When I cremated her and took her ashes to the cemetery and asked the caretaker, I learned that she had bought the cemetery a year ago, which meant that by the time she approached me to send a text message, she already knew what her fate would do.

I have no curiosity about this woman, only sympathy.

After not opening his mouth for a long time, a cigarette was quickly burned, and he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it with his leather shoes. This action made me frown, and I only heard him say, "Thank you." With that, he turned and walked to his car, pulled the door in, and quickly drove out of my sight.

I shook my head with a smirk, walked over to the cigarette butt, wrapped it in a tissue, and threw it into the trash can ten meters away.