The next few days went on as usual. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Nangong Ming got up early in the morning to help his aunt stock up the goods, went to school during the day to catch up with homework, and went to work in the coffee house after school at night. Yu Ai appeared at the gate of Nangong Ming's school the next day like the day before, with the old bicycle parked next to her, biting a lollipop in her mouth. It also attracted the eyes and whistles of a large number of boys.

Even after that unpleasant meeting, everyone in the coffee house didn't seem to be affected. Everyone had a polite smile on their faces, and they were busy going upstairs and downstairs. That day, Nangong Ming knew that Gu Mangeng was originally a hairdresser on the second floor (in the past few days, as soon as he saw Nangong Ming passing by or approaching, he would not naturally dodge, and deliberately did not get too close to Nangong Ming), and it was also that day that Nangong Ming knew that the dumb dishwasher was named Xiang Xing.

That day passed very easily, no accidents, and I got off work at a normal time.

It's Friday. When she got off work that night, Sister Wang suddenly said to Nangong Ming that it would be okay to come to work from 135 next week, and she could come early on Saturday and Sunday, and she could ask for leave if she had something. She was worried that Nangong Ming's body would be unbearable when she went to work every day, and it would also affect her studies. In fact, Nangong Ming also has this plan.

It was also that night that Yu Ai got off work early, and Nangong Ming was already familiar with the road at this time, and rode home alone. However, Yu Ai did not go home.

Nangong Ming had a faint worry, and his gaze unnaturally cast to the silhouette of the Galaxy Technology Building shrouded in haze in the distance. Nangong Ming is sure that Yu Ai has gone to the Galaxy Technology Building in the past few days.

Speaking of Galaxy Technology, Jiang Chao came to class normally again yesterday, he looked a little pale, and Nangong Ming only smiled lightly when he greeted him. Nangong Ming estimated that the impact of what happened in the tunnel had not yet faded from him, so he didn't bother him.

On Saturday morning, Nangong Ming woke up before dawn.

If the glamorous aunt is asked out to play mahjong early in the morning, Nangong Ming can enjoy the same treatment as a normal student at this time: sleep until you wake up naturally.

However, today, Nangong Ming had an important person to meet, and he had to get up early. In the middle of the night, he came back from the coffee house in a state of distraught, so he turned on his laptop, which he hadn't touched for a while. It was covered with a thin layer of dust.

The story on the document was still a few months ago, and at that time, Nangong Ming had not been involved with strange things, such as Yu Ai.

Nangong Ming pulled the document to the very beginning, and at the same time searched his mind for the setting of the story. Just then, the mailbox alerted him to a new email.

Except for advertisers, very few people send emails to Nangong. At first, he thought it was a commercial email, so he clicked on the reminder. He has an obsessive compulsion to clean up the mailbox, and if he sees an email in the mailbox, he must open it and clean it up.

The web buffered for a while, and a new email window popped up. Unexpectedly, this was an email from an unknown account, and the content of the email was only one sentence: Xiao Nan, you need to know about Xiao Ai. Then here's the time and place to make an appointment.

Nangong Ming looked at the email and analyzed it for a long time, and the only people who would use this kind of title for himself and Yu Ai could be the people of the coffee house. Who will it be?

Nangong Ming filtered everyone in the coffee house in his mind. Nangong Ming never told the people in the coffee house his email number. Then this person must know computers and know Yu Ai very well. The only people who met these two things were the Hades Yusha people in the conference room.

But it is impossible to determine who it is by relying on these two alone. Why should the other person hide their name information?

Nangong Ming suddenly thought of someone. Judging from the scene of the meeting that day, among those people in the conference room, if anyone still cares about the meeting, it is only Shuo. Shuo's analysis is clear and rigorous, and the concealment of his name is also like his style.

Why did that person meet with Nangong Ming so secretly, is there anything about Yu Ai that can't be said in the coffee house?

Nangong Ming washed and tidied up as lightly as he could, and then the dim light outside came down the stairs. The beautiful aunt's snoring is still ringing. Nangong Ming left a note on the dining table, saying that he was going to go out with friends today and come back in the evening.

Originally, Nangong Ming planned to ride the bicycle in the storage room, but when he saw the old bicycle at the door of the storage room, he immediately changed his mind, and he didn't want to gain the curious eyes of pedestrians early in the morning.

Sitting on the bus, there were only a few people in the whole car. Grocery shopping aunts, parents who wake up early to take their children to cram school, and office workers who seem to have just finished their nightlife and are napping in their cars.

There were few cars on the road outside the window, and the street lights were still on, casting a dim glow. The bus got on the overpass, and when you looked down from the heights, the whole city was still shrouded in white fog, looking half-asleep. To the east, there was a red glow at the junction of heaven and earth, and the sun was behind the high wall of haze that persisted all year round on the mountains.

The biological clock of the underworld is the opposite of that of humans, and they are nocturnal, so their skin is much whiter than that of humans, and they are very susceptible to sunburn. This time of sunrise is equivalent to the beginning of the night when mankind has just entered the night.

After two bus transfers, Nangong came to the agreed park. At this time, the sky was bright, and a layer of dark clouds formed in the sky at some point, and it seemed that it would be a cloudy day today.

It's a small park on the edge of the city, and there is a river not far away, and the barbecue stalls by the river are still open, and the muffled shouts of drunk people can be faintly heard. On the other side of the barbecue stand is a modest playground, with lights still on the low Ferris wheel, and a few young men with colorful hair are giggling and playing a game of shooting.

The park looked to have been abandoned for a long time, the lawn was overgrown with weeds, the trees along the road had been untended for a long time, the cold wind disturbed the branches, and from time to time the strange cries of wild animals could be heard from the deserted place.

Nangong Ming stood next to the fountain that had long since stopped spraying water, and a layer of rotting leaves had piled up at the bottom of the pool. Nangong Ming looked left and right for the tall figure, but except for a child in a pink dress who seemed to be playing in the sand on the sand, there was not even a ghost in the entire park.

Nangong began to suspect that the email was a prank.

Suddenly, Nangong Ming felt that something was wrong. Why are there still children in the park at this time? Nangong Ming turned around, only to find that there was no one on the sand, and a plastic bag was being blown by the wind and flew over it.

[Did you just be dazzled? 】

Nangong Ming tilted his head and thought about it, but he was not very sure that he had indeed seen a child just now.

[Maybe I'm really dazzled.] 】

He turned around and saw a little girl in a pink dress standing in front of him smiling at him.