He leaned his body against the backrest of the low stool. In fact, for a taller man, the low stool was a bit cramped to sit on.
In addition, his expression was not really relaxed. Yan Shuang took a quick look at him and felt more and more that he was too depressed to sit on that small low stool.
He put his hands on his legs to support his body and said: "One day, she asked me out and said that someone in the company was chasing her, which troubled her very much."
"He also said that... she couldn't refuse the high-ranking person directly, for fear of offending him. She asked me to pretend to be her boyfriend and go to the company to pick her up one day, and see if I can get that person to give up."
"Isn't this bad?" If you tell a lie once, you have to tell it countless times.
Since the two of them have feelings for each other, why don't they just get together with such a good opportunity?
Of course, this was what Yan Shuang was thinking in her heart. She was afraid that there might be some worries between the two of them that would lead to them not being together, so she refrained from asking.
"I also felt that this was not good, and of course I gave her my own thoughts. She thought about it for a long time and said that this method can indeed take care of it for a while, but not for a lifetime..." he continued.
"Actually, what I wanted to say later was, otherwise we would really be together! But before I could say that, she said she had something else to do, got up and left..."
"If I had known that it was the last time I saw her, I would have confessed my feelings to her directly."
His expression was full of regret, and his two thumbs kept circling each other. Yan Shuang could see that he was very anxious when he said this.
"Then after she disappeared, did you ask her family? Could it be that she went somewhere else and just didn't tell you?" Yan Shuang really didn't believe that a good person would disappear for no reason.
"I looked for her everywhere because I didn't know the exact address of her company, so I asked her family. But... her family told me that she was dead and asked me not to look for her again... "
A big man sat there with his body hunched over. In this bustling night market, I lowered my head and held my hands while saying this.
Anyone can't help but have a sore nose, including Yan Shuang.
"Dead?" Isn't he missing? Is it just wishful thinking that the person he loves is missing?
"Yes, her mother said that she didn't want to cause any further complications and asked me not to continue investigating. When I asked what the reason was, her mother just shed tears but refused to tell me anything..."
"Just keep repeating..." His hands were trembling slightly because of the tight grip.
"Don't look for her anymore, she can't be found... something like that."
While saying this, the drunk man next to him accidentally bumped into the square stool. He quickly avoided it, and his movements were even a little exaggerated.
Yan Shuang found that he seemed very unaccustomed to contact with others. But just now he clearly grabbed his arm...
Fang Zheng moved the low stool to the side with fewer people, and then continued: "Her mother's attitude is wrong, so I don't want to believe it! Over the years... I have been asking for news about her and want to find her back. "
After Fang Zheng said this, he finally raised his eyes and looked directly at Yan Shuang...
Yan Shuang, who was still immersed in what he was talking about and hadn't fully come back to her senses, didn't realize that Fang Zheng's eyes had been looking at her.
In just a moment, his head dropped in disappointment.
"Could it be that..." Yan Shuang spoke, considered for a moment and said, "She is indeed dead, but you don't want to believe it..."
"No, she can't die!"
Fangzheng's drooped head suddenly raised. The volume also suddenly became louder, which really frightened Yan Shuang.
"Okay, you're right! I was worrying too much." She found that Fang Zheng's idea seemed a bit paranoid.
If a person is really not dead, her family members who love her most will not say that she is dead.
Unless... it's to escape something, or there are some secrets that outsiders don't know.
And that secret is something that even Fang Zheng cannot know.
But seeing that his expression was gradually becoming at a loss, Yan Shuang had no choice but to calm him down first.
After all, the person he likes suddenly disappears, or may be dead, which is a big blow to him.
"I'm sorry, I lost my temper." Seeing that Yan Shuang was a little frightened by him, Fang Zheng slowly calmed down.
"It doesn't matter. No one can calm down about this, I can understand it!"
Shaking her head, Yan Shuang said that she didn't take it to heart.
But the next second she saw that Fang Zheng started to use the thumb and index finger of his right hand to pinch the index finger of his left hand.
Up and down, extremely fast, extremely impetuous rhythm!
This kind of performance, coupled with his sudden excitement just now. Let her realize that Fang Zheng may have some mental illness, whether it is mild or severe.
"Don't worry, you might meet her someday?" Seeing that he still couldn't control his behavior, Yan Shuang had to continue to comfort him.
She just said it casually, but she didn't expect Fang Zheng to take it seriously. His eyes began to focus and his whole body became excited.
"I've already met him, really!" He seemed to be afraid that Yan Shuang wouldn't believe him if he said it, so he emphasized it.
"You..." She wasn't sure whether Fang was joking or because he was suddenly overcome with emotion.
"Look, she wrote this to me."
Seeing Yan Shuang looking at him with sympathy, knowing that she still didn't believe him, Fang Zheng hurriedly took out a crumpled letterhead from the lining of his leather jacket.
This piece of paper is not even a whole piece of paper, it's like someone tore off a corner impatiently and wrote a random sentence on it.
(I'm back!)
She guessed wrong. There wasn't even a sentence, just four words, plus a huge exclamation point.
Yan Shuang couldn't bear to tell Fang Zheng that it was just a piece of paper and anyone could write on it.
It was as if he could read her inner thoughts from her expression. Fang Zheng said: "This is her handwriting."
"Really?" It's just handwriting. What if his family members deliberately set an example in order to appease him?
And, what era is it now? If the person really comes back, why does it have to be so mysterious when it can be solved by sending a text message?
"Really, you believe me. She even sent me a message." Fang Zheng took out his mobile phone address book, scrolled down for a long time, and clicked on a text message to show Yan Shuang.
There actually is!
It’s still four big characters, plus an exclamation mark.
Frost: (I'm back!)
Because she didn't believe it, Yan Shuang, who had just glanced at it briefly, was completely dumbfounded when she saw the name of the sender.
Same as her name?
"What's the name of that person you know?"
Fang Zheng took the phone back, took a look at it, and said nonchalantly: "Oh... I took this randomly. I was afraid that someone would find out and it would be bad for her."
so what? Yan Shuang felt offended!
"Since she has sent you all the information, just call her and ask!"
Yan Shuang wants to go home! In the middle of the night, why did I sit by and have a barbecue with a colleague I didn't know well?
"When I received the message, I called immediately. Unfortunately, the phone was turned off and never turned on again."
Fang Zheng opened his call history and showed it to Yan Shuang.
Dial the machine record one by one, as if there is no end.
Could it be that someone was teasing him? This was Yan Shuang's first reaction after seeing this.
It shouldn't be his family, because doing this will only make him more excited and will not help his mood.
What if...that person is really not dead?
