The next morning, the morning glow was bright. Sister Yun and I came to the eldest sister's house again.

I'm here to help. She came to say goodbye.

Although the family tried every possible way to persuade Sister Yun to stay, she had already made up her mind.

This day, too rushed. Everyone seems to have endless words in their hearts.

In the afternoon, I went to the city with my brother-in-law.

Before parting, Sister Yun asked me to write down her address in Beijing and instructed: After arriving in Beijing, if I am not there, you can find Lao Gao.

I asked: Sister, don't you usually use a phone?

Sister Yun thought for a moment and said: Generally not. You call me, I won't answer, text if you have something.

"So mysterious?"

The moment I parted from her, she rushed forward, hugged me tightly, her eyes were red, and whispered: I must come to my sister.

I nodded my chin, slammed my head on her soft shoulder, and said, "Sister, I will."

God didn't understand the pain of parting, and quietly darkened his face.

Sitting in the car, looking at the neon lights in the city, my heart was empty. Suddenly, I felt that the world in front of me was much stranger.

Perhaps, caring deeply about a person will make people forget the existence of the world.

When you only have her in your heart, you can't have superfluous emotions for other things in the world.

Now, that person has gone to a distant place, and the emotions of other things have invaded his heart in one go, which catches people off guard.

I can't stop reciting a place name in my heart: Beijing.

Sister Yun is gone. Like eight years ago, quietly gone.

I didn't go to see her off, I knew we would meet soon.

When the petals show signs of falling off, the temperature rises suddenly.

As soon as I came to my brother-in-law's shop, from the fact that everyone was busy with their feet on the ground, I deeply felt how grand and crazy it was to bring a grand event to the world.

Every day, my job is extremely simple, pedaling an electric three-wheeler and delivering boxes of beer to my door according to the list made by my brother-in-law.

Right now, the temperature is not just hot, it's just roasting.

If I stay in the sun for more than ten minutes, my whole body will be soaked with sweat, and my dry and bitter mouth will be full of sour and salty taste.

After four or five days, I lost a layer of skin and my complexion was much darker.

What is unpleasant is that he said that he was here to help, but as soon as he helped, he helped for nearly a month.

Every day that passes, I miss Sister Yun a little more. In the dead of night, my heart becomes more and more restless.

In my spare time, I deliberately look through the news about Beijing. I have silently recited the word "Beijing" countless times in my heart.

During this period, I called Sister Yun, but she never answered. After sending a text message, it was a little later before she replied.

Finally, after a bloody incident, I was freed.

That day, as usual, I rode a "squeaky little tricycle" to deliver to a bar.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard a couple of men and women arguing inside.

From the scolding conversation between the two, I roughly understood that the man had a penchant for gambling, and in order to raise gambling funds, he mortgaged his family's house.

Sadly, he lost a bet last year and sold his family's new car.

I glanced at the man, his eyes blood-red, as if he had to fire an evil fire.

When I finished unloading and came out, I heard the woman still screaming and cursing.

Suddenly, with a bang, the man smashed the bottle in his hand and stabbed it into the woman's throat.

"Poof."

A stream of scarlet blood splattered the man's pale and thin face.

Then, the woman screamed halfway, threw her head back on the ground, and after a few soft kicks on her legs, she lost her breath.

The man wiped his bloody face, glanced at the people in the bar, and laughed maniacally.

At this point, there were only three or four customers left in the bar, apart from me and the staff inside. Everyone fled to the door screaming in terror.

The man was probably red-eyed, carrying half a broken wine bottle, and rushed towards everyone.

When it was too late, I saw a handsome and cold young man snatching a chair and slamming it towards the man's bottom plate.

With a "click", the bottle fell to the ground and shattered into petals. The three or four men present pounced on the man and subdued him.

Later, when everyone wanted to thank the young man who had come forward, he was gone.

After this murder, my brother-in-law stopped asking me to help. And I, as soon as I was liberated, jumped a few times in excitement.

I'm going to Beijing! Which day to go? Today.

I didn't have time to inform my family, so I went home and simply packed up, bought a train ticket for the evening, and rushed to the train station in high spirits.

I thought to myself: Sister, I want to surprise you.

The next morning, after more than ten hours, when I received a text message on my mobile phone to welcome to Beijing, my heart seemed to have flown out of the cabin.

However, entering Beijing is not the same as arriving home. Its blockage lives up to its name. No matter how eager your heart is, it will be worn out by this city.

As soon as I got on the bus, I saw that the originally wide carriage was crowded with people. The smell of sweat comes and goes.

What's even more infuriating is that the conductor's eldest sister has a rough voice, and when her throat goes down, the cochlea buzzes in the ears.

"Alas, squeeze in...... Squeeze in further. ”

"Bag-bearer, pick up your bag."

"If you move, you can't walk without moving."

Oh my God, I feel like she's the all-powerful queen on this bus. If she is quiet, you still don't feel too crowded, and if she yells, my heart will not be restless.

Of course, she was also very lucky. But I really don't like it.

Through a narrow window, I saw a fat man sitting on a white sports car.

He glanced at me on the bus and smiled disdainfully. A piercing sense of humiliation pierced my heart.

At that moment, I thought angrily: even if poverty is an ugly and hard piece of steel, you must use full enthusiasm and unremitting efforts to melt and change it and become what you want.

At a golden gate, I got out of the car.

I found out the address that Sister Yun wrote for me, compared it with the mark on the door, and determined it.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

A handsomely dressed security guard walked out of the booth and shouted.

Seeing his unceremonious appearance, I threw off an ugly face and said: Find someone.

"An intermediary?"

"It's not."

"A financial company?"

"It's not."

…………

Annoyed by his question, I simply choked and said: Find my sister, Wu Yun.

"Shut up, don't ...... Is Mr. Wu's name your name? ”

The security guard strode forward, trying to chase me away.

As soon as I heard it, I laughed and said: I call my sister's name, what's not bold?

The security guard was suspicious and said: Are you really Mr. Wu's younger brother? It doesn't look like it.

"Well, it's not born by a mother, but it's closer than a kiss, why don't you call home and ask."

The security guards circled around me, Xu saw that I was dressed too rustic, Xu saw that I was swarthy, and still refused to believe my relationship with Sister Yun.

"Drop," a horn sounded behind me.

The man pulled me aside and shouted, "Wait a minute, don't get in the way."

With that, he straightened up and saluted respectfully at the shiny silver sedan behind me.

The sedan stopped abruptly as it approached the doorpost.

After that, a middle-aged man in his fifties with silver temples stepped out of the car and walked towards me with a smile on his face.

After the middle-aged man approached, the security guard straightened his legs, saluted with his hands, and said respectfully: Mr. Gao.

"Old Gao?"

I muttered and asked, "Are you the boss?"

The security guard straightened his face and said: Are you bold?

"Xiao Chen, he is Mr. Wu's younger brother, you can step down."

Lao Gao waved the security guard away.

He walked up to me and said gently: Xiaohua, you are here.

I was embarrassed for a moment and said shyly: Uncle Gao, is my sister at home?

"Come, go home first, go back and talk."

Lao Gao took the package in my hand, opened the back door, and welcomed me in.

I glanced back at the security guard, who was stunned and stunned.

Sister Yun's home is a detached house in the villa.

There are courtyards in the front and back of the house, the house type is transparent, the decoration is luxurious, and it is on the side of the third ring where every inch of land is valuable, not to mention the scarcity.

Lao Gao seemed to be very kind and treated me very warmly.

After a few words of greeting, he told me that Sister Yun went to Shenzhen to talk about a project and would not be able to come back in the short term.

After that, I lost a lot of soul.

In the following days, I made a lot of calls to Sister Yun, but they were all intercepted, and the voice prompt was that the owner was busy, so please leave a message if you have something.

Later, although Sister Yun called me back and texted me, when I asked her when she would come back, she always gave an ambiguous answer. In other words, she doesn't know when she'll be back.

In those days, I kept thinking, what is Sister Yun doing, is it so mysterious?

Lao Gao once told me that Sister Yun is mainly engaged in investment, and she is involved in a wide range of projects. She does it all in fields such as catering, finance, real estate, etc.

When I asked about Sister Yun's husband's situation, Lao Gao snorted and said with a smile: It's better for Mrs. to tell you.

When Lao Gao was away, I flipped through this big villa, but I didn't find a single photo of Sister Yun, let alone ......

I still don't want to believe that Sister Yun is married. If that man dares to treat her badly, I will never spare him.

Two days ago, I reluctantly believed Lao Gao's words. Because he took me to several stores invested by Sister Yun. The people inside, as soon as they saw me and Lao Gao, they were like seeing the emperor, and they couldn't be respectful. Although it is useful, it is extremely uncomfortable.

By the third day, I was bored.

At night, when I was chatting with Lao Gao, his phone rang.

He glanced at the phone, glanced at me again, smiled that it was his daughter calling, and got up and flashed out of the hospital.

Looking at the look on his face, I thought to myself: they must be hiding something from me. So, I followed Lao Gao from the side door to the outside of the courtyard lightly.

"Well, Xiaohua is in the house, I'm out, don't worry."

Lao Gao covered his phone with his hand and looked at the door from time to time.

"Okay, okay, I'll report to you in time. The temperature difference between day and night in Xinjiang is large, so you should pay more attention to your body. ”

Lao Gao laughed, and his words were full of love and respect.

Sure enough, they had something to hide from me.

Lao Gao has a habit that after 12 o'clock in the evening, the mobile phone will automatically turn off.

That being the case, I had a plan in my heart.

At one o'clock in the morning, after I thought about the wording, I edited it: Sister, I know that you are in Xinjiang, and Lao Gao told me everything. If you lie to me again, I'll go back to my hometown.

I sent the edited text message to Sister Yun, and I didn't dare to say much, so as not to be full of flaws.

This kind of plan really worked, and after a while, Sister Yun replied with a message: Come to Xinjiang tomorrow.

Just five words, but it made me excited for a night.

I don't really care what Sister Yun does, what I care about is to see her as soon as possible.

At night, I had a strange dream: when Sister Yun and her brother-in-law were holding a wedding, I was unwilling to stab my brother-in-law to death with a sharp knife. Sister Yun looked at her husband who died tragically, and hit the stone pillar in grief. Eventually, the indignant crowd hanged me with ropes from the headlamps in the church.

When I woke up from the dream, I broke out in a cold sweat, looked at the moonlight outside the window, and couldn't sleep anymore.