After Jude Cow returned from Barnai, he lived for another three months, and the shareholders of 4XS International Salvage Company reorganized and auctioned off some assets, and Jude Cow had some people on the team who had personal friends with me, at a time when many project teams were withdrawn. Took away a lot of files. Of course, these dossiers were sent to me, but they were not as important as the twelve volumes that had been given to me before. Although I found a lot of details to supplement the story, the overall story that was pieced together did not move forward.

I had coffee with a few of them, and they told me that the top management of the international salvage company would continue to look for more possibilities and that they were well funded. A few possible successors asked them to bring me a message, and if they have the opportunity, they want to continue to cooperate with us, and the conditions will be more generous than when Jude Kao was there.

I made a * gesture and asked them to help me convey the meaning back.

The dumb sister got married half a year later, and the groom was a very inconspicuous man, a little bald. When people reach middle age, they don't seem to have much money. Many people say that he doesn't really like the dumb sister, but covets the dumb sister's money and status. I went to the wedding, and this man's name seemed to be Abang, and his eyes were full of cunning, but he was very attentive, and kept toasting everyone, handing cigarettes and dumb sisters, all the time with a blank face, looking at the empty seat next to me.

A lot of men are not remembered for this or that, he is remembered because he will never come back.

It is said that the dumb sister and this man are on good terms, because this man is a wine delivery in the liquor store, and she has sent it many times, and every time she sees the heroine getting drunk, she takes care of it, and this is why the relationship happened.

After the injury of the leather bag is healed, I will change my mind. I went to take the self-examination, and the major seemed to be international trade. But the professional course examination is subject to failure, in his own words. With my own level of education, I often can't even read through the questions, let alone how to answer them. English words. He couldn't even recognize all twenty-six letters.

In the end, he went back to this business, but definitely not to make a big deal. His partner said that his current mantra is "If you have money to make money, you might as well go home and sell tofu flowers". The leather bag became the most skilled, but the least daring, of their group. I think he's going to be a big man soon, or at least quite rich.

Speaking of Xiuxiu, I think Xiuxiu should like Xiaohua. After all, they are people who have really grown up together and undertaken things together, but that kind of liking may not be the kind of liking I think, because the two of them are too familiar with each other, and many of the feelings they should have have have become another deeper thing before they have been generated.

Xiuxiu didn't contact me again, maybe because she was hurt by me, maybe it was the tragic situation that happened at the end and the decision I made at that time that made her unable to face me anymore.

At this time, my heart has been cultivated well enough. Her evasion seemed inconsequential to me.

One last thing to say. It's a stuffy oil bottle.

Some people say that he is the one I worry about the most. Because he doesn't seem to belong in this world. He is a man who keeps going for the sake of his ends, and even if there are countless barbs erected in his path, he will keep going, regardless of any damage, until all his flesh is scraped off by barbs or he reaches his destination alive.

Actually, for our two generations, I already know about the things of the previous generation, but only for him. His purpose, I really don't know at all.

The purpose of all. I can list them all clearly. But the stuffy oil bottle, he seems to have been a very passive puppet all along. In all his things, he seems to act for someone else's purpose.

However, from my experience with the stuffy oil bottle, he is a very purposeful person, and every time he goes into a place, he has his own purpose. Judging by his professional disappearance skills and that constant sleepwalking state along the way, he must know a lot more than we do.

Many times I felt that in his mind, our purpose was ridiculous, and his purpose was the core.

At that time, he refused to be accompanied by everyone again, and resolutely embarked on the path he chose alone.

"You have walked enough with me, the next road is the last road, none of you can bear it, I hope you don't follow me anymore."

Holy shit, what is this called, we are involved in such a big conspiracy, I finally saw the situation clearly, but found that the stuffy oil bottle didn't care about these things at all, he cared about something we didn't know.

Should I have hugged his thighs and cried, "Don't leave us behind"? With the mood and situation at the time, no one had the strength to do this, so we just let him go.

Now, the conspiracy seems to be over, and most of the mysteries around me have vanished, but the mysteries around him show no sign of being resolved

And after I separated from him, he was never heard from again.

With his destiny, he went all the way to the north, and it seemed that he was coming to his end. Judging from the look on his face when he left, all the tragic circumstances we had at that time were insignificant to him.

I still remember what the fat man said: If one of your relatives has passed away, and everyone else is still alive, you will feel that this death is a great catastrophe. And if the loved ones around you pass away one after another within a year, you will slowly become numb. And the look in the little brother's eyes when he left seemed to be the latter. For a long time, watching the people around you die one after another in various ways, and you find that no one can stay with you, at this time, you will have another view of death.

A layer deeper than numbness is indifference, indifference to death.

Time passed slowly, and I waited for the secret of the letter to be revealed, but nothing was sent to me. At first, I went to receive mail twice a day, then once a day, then once every three days, and finally once a week, but I never received any information.

I don't think I'll ever have any more mail, I've been deceived again, and it seems like that's how it should have ended.

I'm not sad, and I'm not even dwelled. Later, I even wished that the email didn't come. Every week, I go to open the mailbox, and then close it silently, look at the scenery by the West Lake, and scold my subordinates, such a day seems to be very good.

In fact, the email had already arrived, but I didn't know at the time that someone who looked exactly like me had already taken the email, and I found out about it much later.

A year later, in the beginning of autumn, I rode my bicycle around the West Lake to exercise, although after this period of exercise, Wang Meng was already a particularly calm child. Now this expression means that he has encountered something that he has no way to solve today.

I asked him what was wrong, and he pointed to the side, and I saw that in the corner of the shop, there was a man standing who was flipping through some of the unsalable rubbings we were selling.

I was familiar with this man's figure, but at that moment, I didn't recognize him, he was wearing a black sweatshirt and a large backpack beside him.

"Little brother." When he turned his head, I recognized him. "You...... How...... How did you get back? ”

He looked at me lightly for a long time before he said, "I'm here to say goodbye to you, my time is up." (To be continued)