i'm not a bad man
Chapter 97
Chapter 97
I walked up to Liu Chuang and handed him a bottle of beer; in my opinion, wine is a good carrier, it can take away some of the extreme emotions attached to our hearts, so most people who love drinking , all because there are too many things in my heart. I am like this, and so is Liu Chuang in front of me. The only difference is that what he is looking for is the son he gave birth to and raised, but what I am looking for is the parents who gave birth to me.
Liu Chuang took the beer from my hand and drank most of the bottle as if to vent his anger. Then he hung his head. He seemed to remember all the things that happened to him, including regrets and unwillingness, so his hand kept Hold tightly.
I lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, then patted him on the shoulder and said, "Have you ever thought that Qingdao is just a transit station and the traffickers never stop in Qingdao? After all, Qingdao is also a prosperous big city. , everything requires a legal identity, so the possibility of buying and selling children here is not high, and the children were eventually taken to backward areas by traffickers."
Liu Chuang looked up at me, and after a while he replied: "I thought about it, and I even thought that what they saw at the train station might not be my son... But every time I think about it, I feel so broken. I don’t know where to start. China is so big... I am not afraid of traveling all over China. What I am afraid of is that he is really in Qingdao. After I left, he appeared in the place where I had a chance to find him. ...But the longer I stay in Qingdao, the slimmer this hope becomes, so in the past six months, I have been hesitating whether to go to other cities."
Most people in this world have not had the opportunity to travel throughout China, so they do not have a very three-dimensional understanding of China's territory. But I know that there are 333 second-level administrative districts and 2844 third-level administrative districts in the country. , how difficult it is to find a child who has changed drastically, and this does not include the towns and the countless villages under the towns.
At this moment, I let myself immerse myself in it, and I actually felt a strong sense of despair. If I were Liu Chuang, I would most likely choose to stay in Qingdao, unless there was definite news telling me that the child was really I am not in Qingdao, otherwise it would be difficult for me to give up the trace of luck in my heart, because once I leave Qingdao, it means falling into the boundless sea alone to find a needle. There is no hope at all.
After a while of silence, I finally spoke: "Do you have any photos of your children?"
"Have."
Liu Chuang hurriedly took out a photo from the wallet he carried with him and handed it to my hand. I took it and looked at it. Apart from the big eyes, the child had no other notable features. After being abducted for so many years, he is now seven years old. For a child, his appearance must have undergone subversive changes. Therefore, with just a photo and past memories, even if the child is really in Qingdao, it is not that easy to find out. found.
I returned the photo to Liu Chuang and asked, "Does he have any obvious features, such as a birthmark?"
"Yes, there is a red birthmark on the back of his hand."
I nodded, then took out my mobile phone, and then posted a missing person notice in the circle of friends, which included the child's photo, date of birth, name, and the location of the loss, and specifically emphasized that there was a missing person on the back of the child's hand. Someone had seen the red birthmark at Qingdao Railway Station three years ago, but was not sure.
Liu Chuang seemed a little numb to my actions. Perhaps it was because so many people had sent him similar missing person notices over the years, and a single person’s social circle, taking WeChat as an example, normally only has two to three hundred people. My friend, it is almost impossible to find a child among the huge population of 14 billion with this kind of communication method. Therefore, this kind of behavior is essentially meaningless. At most, it only proves that you are an enthusiastic person.
But I was different. I asked Liu Chuang to look at my phone, and then said to him: "In the past few years, I have been running around the country. Except for XJ, I have been to all places in China and made friends on the road. Many friends, they are distributed all over the country, and like me, they are all people who like to run around. They dare not guarantee that they will help you find the child, but there is some hope... You see, my WeChat is fast We have 333 friends. There are only [-] secondary administrative districts in China. When all these friends see this update, it means that there are several of our observers in each city. Maybe there will be news about the child one day. ”
Liu Chuang nodded heavily. At this time, Brother Shanhe, who was far away in Shenyang, immediately reposted my post on Moments. Others also reposted it one after another. Every repost meant hope. While spreading, suddenly, I felt that the years I spent wandering outside were not just for pure enjoyment. If I could really find Liu Chuang’s children through my circle of friends, then the experience along the way would be given a more profound meaning. Meaning...I didn't make this trip in vain, and neither did Luan Yu.
...After Liu Chuang left my place, it was already 12:[-] late at night. We had finished drinking the wine, but the dishes were barely touched. This detail actually reflects our mood. We were really drinking to relieve ourselves. Worry, instead of enjoying this night with wine.
I stood alone on the balcony, smoking and relieving the dull mood in my heart. At this time, even the bar street was not so lively. Most of them were taxi drivers waiting to pick up passengers, and people would leave in the bar from time to time. A few drunk people came out. They put their arms around each other and talked non-stop. Some men and women who were stimulated by alcohol and lost their sense of shame even kissed passionately on the street and moved their hands up and down. The taxi drivers had already taken offense. Not surprising, they were still chatting and smoking, waiting for the next group of guests to be taken away.
This is the world under night, confused, indifferent, and confused.
After extinguishing the cigarette in my hand, I no longer looked at the bar street with the brightest lights. I focused on the villa area again. I don’t know when, in the backyard of one of the villas, various lights lit up. Colorful lights, these lights make this villa look very eye-catching...
I quickly took out my phone and used the [-]x zoom function again, and I vaguely saw that my RV was surrounded by these colorful lights. Without thinking, I knew that this was Qiao Jiao's masterpiece... (Follow the author's personal WeChat public account :***, view the latest chapters, and character photos!)
She has so much energy!
Apart from that, there was no special comment, but suddenly, I felt that these flickering lights were a kind of connection, connecting Qiao Jiao and I who were supposed to be inseparable until death. There was already something between us. resentment.
I don’t know why she hates me, but she did behave very unfriendly to me, especially tonight; I hate her, of course I hate her righteously, because she did not fulfill her promise to me, she said she would help me I explained this matter to Lu Xi, but in the end, I was left alone under the hotel where Lu Xi stayed, alone and messy.
So, the more I thought about it, the angrier I became. I always felt that she was celebrating something by putting up lanterns and colorful decorations.
I took my phone out of my pocket again and opened WeChat. The missing person notice I posted in my circle of friends actually had nearly 100 likes and more than 50 messages. Most of the messages were people who were curious about me and me. I explained the relationship with this child one by one with great patience.
My attention was so diverted that I even forgot that I opened WeChat to question Qiao Jiao.
Until, I discovered that Qiao Jiao also forwarded this missing person notice. Not only did Qiao Jiao forward it, but even Lu Xi, who had previously rejected my voice request, also forwarded it.
The situation has become complicated. Even with Qiao Jiao's enthusiasm, I am too embarrassed to question her. As for Lu Xi, she forwarded my missing person notice, does that mean that she is not angry with me? ?
(End of this chapter)
I walked up to Liu Chuang and handed him a bottle of beer; in my opinion, wine is a good carrier, it can take away some of the extreme emotions attached to our hearts, so most people who love drinking , all because there are too many things in my heart. I am like this, and so is Liu Chuang in front of me. The only difference is that what he is looking for is the son he gave birth to and raised, but what I am looking for is the parents who gave birth to me.
Liu Chuang took the beer from my hand and drank most of the bottle as if to vent his anger. Then he hung his head. He seemed to remember all the things that happened to him, including regrets and unwillingness, so his hand kept Hold tightly.
I lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, then patted him on the shoulder and said, "Have you ever thought that Qingdao is just a transit station and the traffickers never stop in Qingdao? After all, Qingdao is also a prosperous big city. , everything requires a legal identity, so the possibility of buying and selling children here is not high, and the children were eventually taken to backward areas by traffickers."
Liu Chuang looked up at me, and after a while he replied: "I thought about it, and I even thought that what they saw at the train station might not be my son... But every time I think about it, I feel so broken. I don’t know where to start. China is so big... I am not afraid of traveling all over China. What I am afraid of is that he is really in Qingdao. After I left, he appeared in the place where I had a chance to find him. ...But the longer I stay in Qingdao, the slimmer this hope becomes, so in the past six months, I have been hesitating whether to go to other cities."
Most people in this world have not had the opportunity to travel throughout China, so they do not have a very three-dimensional understanding of China's territory. But I know that there are 333 second-level administrative districts and 2844 third-level administrative districts in the country. , how difficult it is to find a child who has changed drastically, and this does not include the towns and the countless villages under the towns.
At this moment, I let myself immerse myself in it, and I actually felt a strong sense of despair. If I were Liu Chuang, I would most likely choose to stay in Qingdao, unless there was definite news telling me that the child was really I am not in Qingdao, otherwise it would be difficult for me to give up the trace of luck in my heart, because once I leave Qingdao, it means falling into the boundless sea alone to find a needle. There is no hope at all.
After a while of silence, I finally spoke: "Do you have any photos of your children?"
"Have."
Liu Chuang hurriedly took out a photo from the wallet he carried with him and handed it to my hand. I took it and looked at it. Apart from the big eyes, the child had no other notable features. After being abducted for so many years, he is now seven years old. For a child, his appearance must have undergone subversive changes. Therefore, with just a photo and past memories, even if the child is really in Qingdao, it is not that easy to find out. found.
I returned the photo to Liu Chuang and asked, "Does he have any obvious features, such as a birthmark?"
"Yes, there is a red birthmark on the back of his hand."
I nodded, then took out my mobile phone, and then posted a missing person notice in the circle of friends, which included the child's photo, date of birth, name, and the location of the loss, and specifically emphasized that there was a missing person on the back of the child's hand. Someone had seen the red birthmark at Qingdao Railway Station three years ago, but was not sure.
Liu Chuang seemed a little numb to my actions. Perhaps it was because so many people had sent him similar missing person notices over the years, and a single person’s social circle, taking WeChat as an example, normally only has two to three hundred people. My friend, it is almost impossible to find a child among the huge population of 14 billion with this kind of communication method. Therefore, this kind of behavior is essentially meaningless. At most, it only proves that you are an enthusiastic person.
But I was different. I asked Liu Chuang to look at my phone, and then said to him: "In the past few years, I have been running around the country. Except for XJ, I have been to all places in China and made friends on the road. Many friends, they are distributed all over the country, and like me, they are all people who like to run around. They dare not guarantee that they will help you find the child, but there is some hope... You see, my WeChat is fast We have 333 friends. There are only [-] secondary administrative districts in China. When all these friends see this update, it means that there are several of our observers in each city. Maybe there will be news about the child one day. ”
Liu Chuang nodded heavily. At this time, Brother Shanhe, who was far away in Shenyang, immediately reposted my post on Moments. Others also reposted it one after another. Every repost meant hope. While spreading, suddenly, I felt that the years I spent wandering outside were not just for pure enjoyment. If I could really find Liu Chuang’s children through my circle of friends, then the experience along the way would be given a more profound meaning. Meaning...I didn't make this trip in vain, and neither did Luan Yu.
...After Liu Chuang left my place, it was already 12:[-] late at night. We had finished drinking the wine, but the dishes were barely touched. This detail actually reflects our mood. We were really drinking to relieve ourselves. Worry, instead of enjoying this night with wine.
I stood alone on the balcony, smoking and relieving the dull mood in my heart. At this time, even the bar street was not so lively. Most of them were taxi drivers waiting to pick up passengers, and people would leave in the bar from time to time. A few drunk people came out. They put their arms around each other and talked non-stop. Some men and women who were stimulated by alcohol and lost their sense of shame even kissed passionately on the street and moved their hands up and down. The taxi drivers had already taken offense. Not surprising, they were still chatting and smoking, waiting for the next group of guests to be taken away.
This is the world under night, confused, indifferent, and confused.
After extinguishing the cigarette in my hand, I no longer looked at the bar street with the brightest lights. I focused on the villa area again. I don’t know when, in the backyard of one of the villas, various lights lit up. Colorful lights, these lights make this villa look very eye-catching...
I quickly took out my phone and used the [-]x zoom function again, and I vaguely saw that my RV was surrounded by these colorful lights. Without thinking, I knew that this was Qiao Jiao's masterpiece... (Follow the author's personal WeChat public account :***, view the latest chapters, and character photos!)
She has so much energy!
Apart from that, there was no special comment, but suddenly, I felt that these flickering lights were a kind of connection, connecting Qiao Jiao and I who were supposed to be inseparable until death. There was already something between us. resentment.
I don’t know why she hates me, but she did behave very unfriendly to me, especially tonight; I hate her, of course I hate her righteously, because she did not fulfill her promise to me, she said she would help me I explained this matter to Lu Xi, but in the end, I was left alone under the hotel where Lu Xi stayed, alone and messy.
So, the more I thought about it, the angrier I became. I always felt that she was celebrating something by putting up lanterns and colorful decorations.
I took my phone out of my pocket again and opened WeChat. The missing person notice I posted in my circle of friends actually had nearly 100 likes and more than 50 messages. Most of the messages were people who were curious about me and me. I explained the relationship with this child one by one with great patience.
My attention was so diverted that I even forgot that I opened WeChat to question Qiao Jiao.
Until, I discovered that Qiao Jiao also forwarded this missing person notice. Not only did Qiao Jiao forward it, but even Lu Xi, who had previously rejected my voice request, also forwarded it.
The situation has become complicated. Even with Qiao Jiao's enthusiasm, I am too embarrassed to question her. As for Lu Xi, she forwarded my missing person notice, does that mean that she is not angry with me? ?
(End of this chapter)
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