Daomu Biji

After Judeco returned from Banai, he lived for another three months, and then returned home.The international salvage company's shareholders reorganized and auctioned some assets. Some of Judeka's team had personal contacts with me. When many project teams withdrew.Take a lot of files.Of course, these files were sent to me, but none of them were as important as the twelve volumes that were given to me.Although I found a lot of details in it to supplement the content of the story, the overall piece of story did not move forward.

I drank coffee with several of them, and they told me that the seniors of international salvage companies will continue to look for more possibilities, and their funds are still sufficient.A few gangsters who may succeed will ask them to talk to me. If there is a chance, they would like to continue to cooperate with us. The conditions will be more abundant than when Jude Kao was there.

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

The dumb sister got married after half a year, the groom is a very humble man, a little bald.People are middle-aged and don't seem to have much money.Many people say that he does not really like dumb sister, but is greedy for dumb sister's money and status.I attended the wedding. The man ’s name seemed to be called Abang. His eyes were all cunning, but he was very attentive. He kept toasting, handing cigarettes and dumb sister. He kept expressionless and looked at the empty one beside me. seat.

Many men are not remembered because of this and that. He is remembered because he will never come back.

It is said that Dumb Sister and this man got together well because this man delivered wine in the wine shop. The delivery was more frequent. Every time I saw the female customer getting drunk, I took care of it and this happened.

After the injury of the purse was cured, he took a fresh look and took the self-examination. The major seemed to be international trade.However, the examinations for professional courses are linked to the subject, and in his own words, many times he cannot even read the questions at his level of education, let alone how to answer them.In English, he can't even recognize twenty-six letters.

In the end, he returned to this line, but he definitely didn't 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."Leather bags became the best craftsman among their group, but the least courageous.I think he will soon become a generation of owls, at least quite rich.

Speaking of Xiu Xiu, I think Xiu Xiu should like Xiaohua. After all, they are people who really grew up together and took on things together, but that kind of like is not necessarily the kind I like because they two Too familiar with the other party, many of the emotions that should be, has not yet produced it has become another deeper thing.

Xiu Xiu didn't contact me again, maybe it was because of my heartbreak, maybe it was the last misfortune that happened and the decision I made at that time, so that she couldn't face me anymore.

At this point, my heart has been cultivated well enough, and her escape seems to be irrelevant to me.

Last thing to say.It's a stuffy oil bottle.

Some people say that I am most worried about him because he does not seem to belong to this world.He is a person who has been walking forward for the purpose. Even if there are countless barbs erected on the road he walks, he will continue to move forward, regardless of any harm, until all his meat is scraped off by the barb or He reached the destination alive.

As a matter of fact, for the two of us, the things of the previous generation, I already know that one is probably numb, but for him, his purpose, I really do not know at all.

I can clearly list the purpose of everyone.But the stuffy oil bottle, he seems to have been a very passive puppet. In all things, he seems to act for the purpose of others.

However, judging from my experience with the stagnant oil bottle, he is a man with a very clear purpose. Every time he enters a place, he has his own purpose.Judging from his professional missing skills and the state of frequent sleepwalking along the way, he must know much more than we do.

Many times I feel that in his heart, our purpose is ridiculous, and his purpose is the core.

At that time, he refused to accompany everyone again, resolutely embarked on the path of his choice.

"You have walked enough with me. The next road is the last one. None of you can bear it. I hope you will not follow me again."

Dog Day, what is this thing, we are involved in such a big conspiracy, I finally saw the situation clearly, but found that the stuffy oil bottle does not care about this at all, he cares about something we do not know thing.

Should I cry "Don't leave us" holding his thighs?With the emotions and conditions at that time, no one had the strength to do so, and we just let him go.

Today, this designed conspiracy seems to be over. Most of the mysteries around me have disappeared. However, the mysteries surrounding him have never shown any signs of coming apart.

After I was separated from him, he never had any news.

Each An Tian destiny, he went north all the way, seems to be towards his end.Judging from the expression he showed when he left, all of our misery at the time was irrelevant to him.

I still remember what the fat man said: If one of your loved ones dies, and everyone else is alive, you will feel that this death is a huge catastrophe.And if the loved ones around you die one by one within a year, you will slowly numb.The little brother's eyes when he left seemed to be the latter.Over a long period of time, watching people around you die one by one in various ways, and you find that no one can stay with you. At this time, you will have another view of death.

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

Time passed slowly, I have been waiting for the secret mentioned in the letter to be revealed, but nothing has been sent to me.At first, I went to receive email 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 there will be any mail to me anymore, I was deceived again, and everything seems to be over.

I am not sad or even entangled.Later, I even hope that the email will not come.I went to open the mailbox every week, then shut it silently, looked at the scenery by the West Lake, and scolded my men. Such a day seems pretty good.

In fact, the email arrived long ago, but I did n’t know at the time that a person who looked exactly like me had already taken the email away. I only discovered it after a long time.

A year later in Liqiu, I rode a bicycle around the West Lake to exercise. Although after this period of training, Wang Meng was already a particularly enthralled child.This expression now means that he encountered something he could not 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, he was looking at some of the unsalable sales we sold.

I'm quite familiar with this person's figure, but I didn't recognize that moment. He was wearing a black sweater and a large backpack was beside him.

"Brother." I recognized him when he turned his head."How ... how did you come back?"

He looked at me lightly for a long time before saying: "I'll say goodbye to you, my time is up."