The tall and thin man behind the shopkeeper Chu was followed by Chu Lingfei, who never left the shopkeeper half a step all day long, talking little and being unsociable.

The old man behind the counter last night was called the old nephew and understood Chinese medicine. The girl who sings is called Xiao Wu, who is said to be suffering from a strange illness and was adopted by the old nephew. There is also an old man who doesn't talk much, who has been in the kitchen and doesn't come out much.

Min Du's eyes never left Xiao Wu, even when she entered the inn, Min Du still watched. I nudged him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Min Du replied, "Qiong, you don't think that girl looks like Ruomeng. ”

Hey, here we go again. However, as a good friend, he could only comfort: "Min, if the dream is gone, don't be too sad." ”

Min Du laughed miserably a few times and continued to look at Xiao Wu who appeared at the door from time to time.

I walked alone on the Qinghai-Tibet Highway, and there were not many vehicles passing by, which gave me a moment of tranquility and calmed down. In just one day, so much had happened that I was caught off guard, and one of the main questions before me at the moment was whether or not I should inform Ruomeng's husband. It stands to reason that if Ruomeng commits suicide, her family must be notified, but it is really hard to say what will happen when the family comes over and knows the cause of death.

Back at the inn, Mindu poured wine alone, and I asked Ruomeng's husband for his opinion on whether to inform him, and Mindu looked at me in confusion and was silent.

After a stalemate for a while, it happened that the shopkeeper Chu came back, said hello to me, and relieved the siege.

At ten o'clock, the police arrived, looked at the scene, made a record, took the evidence, and asked us to stay at the worry-free inn temporarily before leaving, and cooperate with the investigation. Min Du was a little reluctant, but the police ignored him and gave him a warning.

The police left, Min Du hugged the wine jar and was drunk, every time I wanted to discuss with him about informing Ruomeng's family, he ignored me, and after thinking about it, I should still call Ruomeng's husband.

I walked out of the inn, took a deep breath, dialed Ruomeng's husband's number, the first two times no one answered, until the third time, a clear female voice said, "Hey, hello, how can I help you." ”

"May I ask if this is the mobile phone of Ruomeng's husband, Mr. Li," I asked cautiously

"Mr. Li is in a meeting, you can leave a message, and I will pass it on to him for you." The other party said politely

"That's right," I hesitated, "I'm Ruomeng's friend, something happened to her, please call me back as soon as possible." ”

"Okay, sir, what do I call you?"

"My surname is Mu, I must ask Mr. Li to give a reply," I instructed

"Mr. Mu, please rest assured, I will tell you the truth"

After being polite to each other and hanging up the phone, I felt a sense of relief, and I didn't know how to face Ruomeng's family, which became the source of my melancholy.

Lying on the grass, breathing in the fresh air, letting the sun burn the skin, this feeling is good, at least the heart is comfortable.

Before I knew it, I was almost about to fall asleep, but then I heard a shouting voice in the distance, and I didn't want to pay attention to it, but when I listened closely, it seemed to be Mindu, so I quickly got up and ran to the door of the inn.

From a distance, I saw that Xiaosheng and Ah Fei were pulling Mindu, and Mindu looked like crazy, shouting in his mouth, as if mentioning Ruomeng's name.

When I got closer, Mindu had already been pressed to the ground, and I was a little annoyed when I saw the embarrassed Mindu, so I went up and pushed the big and small students away, shouting, "What are you doing?"

The big and small students were overthrown to the ground, and Min Du broke free from Ah Fei and ran to the highway, shouting: "Meng'er, Meng'er, Meng'er."

At this moment, a car came from a distance, seeing that it was less than 100 meters away from Min, I was so anxious that I was about to cry, and the car was whistling by, it was too late, and we all stood on the spot.

However, a piercing brake sound woke us up, but when I saw Ah Fei and Mindu lying on the ground behind the car, I rushed away in surprise. It turned out that at the last moment, Ah Fei saved Mindu with lightning speed.

Ah Fei was unscathed, but Min Du fell and fainted. After the old nephew saw that it was okay, he sent Min Du back to the room, and then I asked what happened just now, and everyone said they didn't know, but when they saw Min Du stumbling like crazy, everyone would work together to stop it.

When I returned to my room, I saw that Min was asleep, and I was a little upset to hear his voice. From yesterday to now, I'm still in a state of confusion, Ruomeng is like that, Min Du is like this again, I can't handle this situation anymore, and I have a lot of psychological pressure on Ruomeng's death, I'm wondering if to pay tribute to Ruomeng, I don't understand these things, but doing these can make me feel at ease.

I didn't want to stay in the room, I was very stuffy, and before I went out, I heard Mindu shouting Ruomeng's name a few times, and seeing that he was just babbling, it was okay, so I went out. As soon as the door was closed, the call came, it was Ruomeng's husband, Mr. Li.

When I told Mr. Li about Ruomeng's suicide, he reflected very plainly, just saying that he knew. I asked him if he was going to take care of it, and he replied that he was busy and didn't have time to come over. I was annoyed by his performance and said unhappily, "Aren't you sad at all when your wife dies?"

"The day she left, she didn't care about the child's crying, and our love was gone from that moment." Mr. Li hung up the phone after speaking.

The world is cold, extenuating, these two words are very appropriate at this moment, I didn't expect Ruomeng to make such a big sacrifice and determination on this trip, but the harvest is such an ending, maybe God will condemn it.

I went downstairs and sat in the lobby, in a trance for a while, and my mood was very low. Until a series of emergency brakes broke the silence of the small shop, a few people came in, ordered food, and discussed travel plans while eating.

After arranging these people, the old nephew stopped, and kept accounts at the front desk, which was the kind of ancient account book, with a small brush. I asked him if he had a penny, and he looked at me and asked, "Tribute for my companions."

"Hmm"

"Yes, but not much"

"That's fine, it's better than nothing"

"Wait, I'll look for it," the old man said, turning and entering the small door behind the counter

Ten minutes later, the old man came out, carrying a bag with some dust on it, and I opened it to see yellow paper and large amounts of banknotes, which were quite numerous.

"How much"

"Take it, you don't need to make money," said the old man in a friendly manner

After thanking him, he took his things, and returned to the room to see Mindu sitting on the bed in a daze, exhausted.

"What just happened," I asked

Mindu looked at me and said uncertainly, "I seem to have seen a dream"

"Where?" I asked, shocked.

"It's in the hall on the first floor, and although I'm dazed, I'm sure it's Wakamu, and she's talking to me," Toshido affirmed.