Chapter 6 You shall make a promise by example

As soon as she said this, I really wanted to throw a word to her, are you afraid that I won't teach you, so I can't wait to make a promise?

The driver said with a smile: "Dude, I didn't say you, there are not many girls who are willing to follow you with all their hearts in this era, if you run away in anger, where can you find such a beautiful girl, who looks like a big star, and is so active." ”

I disdain: "I really want her to be angry with me, but she has to pester me with a dead face, and she can't get rid of me." ”

"With such a big tone, brother, what kind of big deal are you doing?"

"I don't have any money, poor ghost."

"What you say shows that you are doing big business, and rich people say that they are poor ghosts these days."

At a traffic light, the driver slowly stops the car.

"Boss, shall we add a WeChat?"

"Huh?" I was a little surprised, "I don't have WeChat." ”

He handed me a business card, "Boss, don't get me wrong, I added you WeChat to get more customers, and business is not good these days." Call me if you have a car in the future, airport, dock, train station...... No matter when, as long as there is a job, I will take it. ”

I took his business card, and I always felt that he was different from other taxi drivers.

He always looked at me strangely, as if he was looking at me deliberately.

What he asked me seemed to have a purpose, as if he was testing my relationship with Avrilve.

"Ahh Ivy let out a big sneeze, the green light came on, the driver started a little hastily, and Ivy fell on top of me.

Her body kept shaking, and I suddenly became alert: "You have a cold?" ”

"I didn't ...... Ahh ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she fainted.

I was a little irritated: "You're such a troublemaker. ”

The driver looked back: "Look at her like this, she has to be sent to the hospital." ”

I was stunned for a moment, and followed his words: "Hmm! Go to the hospital. ”

This driver reacted too quickly, faster than me. I didn't even reflect that I was going to the hospital, so he said it.

I quickly recalled in my mind everything from the time I got in the car to the present.

I finally figured it out.

The biggest difference between him and other taxi drivers is that he is trying to see where I am going, and even guiding me where I should go, instead of me telling him where I am going. He watched my every move very carefully.

As soon as Ai Weiwei fainted, he said that he was going to the hospital, and ordinary drivers would not care about such a thing, nor would they have such a powerful insight ability.

He's certainly not your average taxi driver.

Who is he?

Why is it here?

Along the way, I didn't say a word or look at him again, he seemed to sense my suspicion, and didn't make too many movements, and drove quietly.

When I got out of the car, I looked at him, and he looked at me, and that look seemed to say, it won't be long before we meet again.

I didn't say anything and rushed Avril to the hospital emergency room.

The doctor said that fortunately she came in time, she had a bad fever, and if she came later, it would cause cerebral edema, and maybe she would become an idiot in the future.

Looking at her dying on the hospital bed, I wanted to leave her alone in the hospital countless times, but think about it, her illness was caused by me after all, and it was so serious, as a man, if I left and spread it, would I still be a man?

But if she doesn't leave, when she wakes up, she will definitely ask me to teach her to do the game, although in theory, I should teach her, but deep down I don't want to teach.

She must have family and friends.

I found her phone and was surprised to find that there was no contact information for anyone in her phone, WeChat, no phone.

Her phone call is not even as good as mine, mine at least has Master's phone number, she doesn't have anything.

I remember that before I went in, the streets were full of her songs.

This big star, in just one year, no one saw it on the bus.

She asked me to help her set up a bureau, what kind of bureau did she want?

What did she go through?

Could it be that she offended a certain big guy, so she was banned, and she asked me to lay it out in order to return to the music scene and be ashamed?

But who told her that I would do the game?

Everything can only be known when she wakes up.

I watched over Ivilly at her bedside for three days and three nights. After three days of treatment, her complexion was noticeably better.

She leaned back on the bed and looked at me, and I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to trouble you, and I don't want to get sick."

"You brought on yourself to be sick, it was raining so hard at that time, you just need to leave."

"I'm gone, what should you do when you come back?" Ivy was a little stubborn.

"Why if I don't come back? Where are you waiting? Wait until starvation, sickness and death? ”

Ai Weiwei's eyes were filled with tears, and her voice was slightly crying: "I made a bet with myself, if you come back, it will prove that you are willing to help me, I will tell you something you want to know, if you don't come back, then I will take revenge with my own ability." ”

"Something I want to know?" My brow furrowed, my eyes full of doubt, "What do you think I want to know?" ”

She turned her head, avoiding my gaze, and looked out the window: "Someone once told me that if you think he is true, it is true. If you think he is false, he is false. ”

My heart tightened, this is what Master told me.

She just said that she wants to tell me something I want to know, is it Master?

Thoughts were instantly confused.

"Go ahead, go through the discharge procedures for me, and I'll take you somewhere."

After I was discharged from the hospital, Ivy took me to an apartment in the city center, which is said to be the most expensive place in the market.

The apartment is not big, about 70 or 80 square meters, and the decoration is simple and generous.

"You sit down, I'll get you something."

Ai Weiwei opened the safe next to the bed and carefully took out a box, inside was a beautiful set of porcelain, as thin as paper, as transparent as a mirror, as sound as a chime, and as white as jade.

Ai Weiwei put them in front of me: "I know, you are good at identifying antiques, can you estimate, how much does this set of porcelain cost?" ”

I don't know why, but the first time I saw this set of porcelain, I felt as if I had known each other for a long time, like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years, and had a lot to say to me. But I'm sure I haven't seen this set of porcelain in my memory.

"This set of bone china is a high-grade porcelain, from the point of view of the production process, it is very exquisite, it is made by experts, but it should be a new product that has just come out, only the process value, no historical value, not much value."

"I said it was priceless."

Ai Weiwei's eyes are sharp, revealing a murderous aura, it is the first time I feel such momentum from her, at this moment she seems to be described in a martial arts novel, an orphan with a sea of blood and hatred.

"Is there any untold story behind this set of porcelain?"

Master said that antiques can speak, they represent the level of craftsmanship of an era, and they are the artistic crystallization of the ingenuity of the producers.

We identify antiques, not only to identify their authenticity, but also to identify the hidden historical story behind it and dig out its soul.