Bai Dong lowered his head and said in a deep voice, Uncle Hai fainted.

What did I hear you call?, the girl asked.

Scared.

Oh, what about Uncle Hai now? The girl didn't seem to notice that Bai Dong's expression was ugly and was about to die, and continued to ask.

was sent to the hospital by Brother Niu, and Bai Dong didn't want to talk anymore.

Well, go to bed early! The girl went back to the house and went back to sleep like no one else.

You said it lightly, don't think about it, don't think about it, you think it's a firecracker, if you don't light it, it won't go off. First he was scared half to death when he entered the door, and then his conscience was constantly being tortured. Don't think about it if it's so easy? Bai Dong's heart was a mess.

Two policemen stood in the doorway, scanning the room with their eyes. And then he said, who called the police? Where is the dead man?

Bai Dong saw the policeman slowly stand up and said, I reported it, the man is not dead, and now he is being sent to the hospital.

It wasn't long before the police left. Bai Donggang closed the door and prepared to go back to the house to rest. At this time, he found that Uncle Hai's door was hidden, and he was about to close it for Uncle Hai. Curiosity takes over the high ground of ideas.

The lights illuminated the whole room, and everything in front of me was so clear. Bai Dong had forgotten what had just happened, and his mouth was like a plastic toy that couldn't be closed, keeping it open. It's a room, but more like an exhibition gallery. There are many honors received by Uncle Hai on the wall, and there are many antiques on the cabinet. Although Bai Dong couldn't tell the truth from the fake, he still watched them with relish. The whole room is very compact, leaving almost no extra space. Bai Dong pondered in his heart, no wonder the door was closed at any time, it turned out that he was afraid of falling things. Am I that kind of person? A black-and-white photograph came into Bai Dong's line of sight. Two young men put their shoulders on each other's shoulders and made triumphant gestures in front of an old-fashioned truck. The smile is very sunny and happy. Bai Dong recognized one of them as Uncle Hai, while the other looked a little impressed, but couldn't recognize it. Bai Dong looked at the back of the photo, which read, "Brother for life, Bai Xing!" Brother, no! You see you're smiling all over your face. Bai Dong muttered to himself. Although it is illegal to peek at others, Bai Dong just wants to know more about Uncle Hai, a strange person. Putting down the photo, Bai Dong opened a wooden box on the cabinet. Inside, there are some folded papers. At the top is a divorce certificate, which belongs to Bai Xing and Zhang Xiu. Isn't Bai Xing the person smiling in the photo? What are you doing with someone else's divorce certificate? It's boring. Bai Dong's mouth was still not empty. The second Bai Dong was a little inexplicable, it said that the transfer application was written, and it was Bai Dong who applied for the transfer. Bai Dong was very puzzled, why he didn't know such a thing. Bai Dong was not in the mood to guess what was going on. He looked at the next one, which was some of his college admissions. Bai Dong seemed to know something. He thought it would be so easy for him to go to the high school and college that River Breeze studied. It turns out that there is the shadow of Uncle Hai. He also suddenly understood what Uncle Hai had said before, and Uncle Hai knew all the things he had done. Then Bai Dong looked at all the origami inside. It's almost all about him and that person named Shirahoshi. Only then did Bai Dong understand that his encounter with Uncle Hai was not a coincidence. It was planned by Uncle Hai. Bai Dong said inadvertently, old and immortal, play with me. But more doubts were already entangled in Bai Dong's mind. Bai Dong picked up the photo again, looked at Bai Xing's smile and fell into deep thought.