Dog Diary

At the beginning of the new year, the glasses and the fat man were busy in the company, but I stayed at home all day like a useless person, unkempt.

I was like a building built of building blocks, the main support was removed from the bottom, and it collapsed instantly.

I don't know how many harassing calls I received from advertisements, some of them were buying properties, some were speculating in stocks, and some even went to Macau to gamble.But the phone is still on 24 hours a day, and I dare not miss a call.

Maybe it's because I've watched too many TV shows, but I always think that Tao Ying will find ways to call me.

About another week passed.When the phone rang again, I was not as excited as I was at the beginning.

"Are you Ling Bu?"

"who are you?"

It's an unfamiliar number, but this time it's not an advertisement, and the other party still knows my name.

Who is it?

"At three o'clock in the afternoon, see you at the main gate of Zhongshan Park."

Leaving only such a sentence, he hung up the phone conveniently.

This phone call brought me back to reality from the muddle.

With a stomach full of doubts, I combed my hair and trimmed my beard and tried my best to look refreshed and went out the door.

This call is probably related to Tao Ying.Even if the 99% probability of going to the appointment is a mistake, I can't give up the 1% chance to actually miss it.

Before three o'clock, I appeared at the main entrance of Zhongshan Park.

As usual, old people and children in twos and threes in the park are leisurely enjoying the spring sunshine.The traffic on the main road next to the park represents the daily rush of mainstream people in big cities.

After a while, a black Bentley pulled over not far away.A middle-aged man in a black suit of medium build slowly got out of the car and approached me step by step.

I saw clearly that this was the man who walked up to the stage holding Tao Ying's hand at the wedding. His surname was Lei.

Mr. Lei walked up to me unhurriedly and stopped.

He looked at me sullenly, and then slapped me hard on the face.

The slapped skin on the left side of his face was hot and stinging.I clenched my fists, ready to fight back.

The fist finally loosened.I owe him, I should bear this slap.

"Where is Tao Ying?"

The man just stared at me coldly and didn't answer anything.

"Where is Tao Ying? What did you do to him?"

Tao Ying is my bottom line, I growled like a lion about to get angry.

The man raised his left hand, "This is what he left for you."

I looked over, he was holding a leather bound book and an envelope in his hand.

When I reached out to pick up the letter suspiciously, the man let go of his palm on purpose, and the notebook and envelope fell to the ground in front of me.

The words "Ling Bu Shou" were written on the flat-lying envelope.This is indeed Tao Ying's handwriting, I squatted down and picked it up carefully.

When he got up and looked up, Mr. Lei had already turned and left.

Seeing his back as he walked away and got into the car, I looked down at the things in my hand again, feeling a sense of uneasiness in my heart.

What does this mean?

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