Daomu Biji

Menyouping and I found a table by the window in the building outside the building. The sky was dark and overcast with oppressive dark clouds and it looked like it would rain soon.

Menyouping was as silent as ever. Fortunately, I was already used to his indifference. After ordering the food by myself, I saw him looking out the window silently.

I know that if I don't speak, his state may continue until he leaves, and he will never speak first because of the cold silence.

After five or six minutes in the cold wind of West Lake, when the first dish came, I lit a cigarette and asked him: "Is your work done?"

"Yeah," he nodded. I realized that it was true. In his eyes, the previous persistent aura was gone, replaced by a deeper indifference. Different from the time when he lost his memory, this deeper indifference is a kind of extreme peace of mind.

"Is everything done?" I asked him. He turned to look at me: "It's over."

"Then what are you going to do next? Is there anywhere you want to go? Or, live in Hangzhou?" I asked, silently calculating my wealth in my mind. Housing prices in Hangzhou have risen rapidly recently. If this poor guy wants to buy a house in Hangzhou, he will definitely ask me to borrow money! I don’t know where his money was spent. I’ve never seen him with a big note in his pocket. ***, I don’t have enough money at all. If he really wants to borrow money from me to buy a house, I'd better persuade him to rent it for a while first.

"I have to go back to where I should be," he said.

"Where should you go? Is it far?" I asked him. He picked up his chopsticks, took a bite of food silently, and nodded. .

"So are you here..." I rarely chatted with him in such a serious manner, and I felt very embarrassed, so I had to follow his words and ask questions one after another.

"I came to say goodbye to you," he said. "It's all over. I thought about my relationship with this world, and it seems that the only one I can find now is you."

"It's okay. You can call me later. Or write me a letter. You can't type, but you can always write, right?" I said, "In modern society, there is no really long distance."

He didn't respond and continued eating.

Menyoupin's movements are very light, as if he does not need to use any force. This is actually the reason why his wrists are extremely strong and his control of his movements is extremely accurate. When I had dinner with him before, there were always various people around. I didn't pay much attention to him, but now that I'm looking at him, I feel very strange.

The atmosphere was silent again, and I began to miss Fatty very much. It turned out that the reason why I never felt the silence was because Fatty silently contributed so much to the atmosphere. Now that there are only two of us, I really have nothing to do.

"Say it,

Where are you going? We have been through so much and we must be lifelong friends. Just keep in touch. "I continued. "If you need anything, just ask me. Although I am not rich, I can still support you in basic life. "

"I want to go to Changbai Mountain." He said.

"Oh. It's a very cold place." I said, "Jiangnan is so nice, with four distinct seasons. The climate is humid, and it's a good place to raise people."

"I can only go there." He said and put down his chopsticks.

We never had a decent conversation after he said that. We finished our food in silence, and I no longer felt any embarrassment. He put down his chopsticks, looked at me, and said, "Goodbye."

Finished. He stood up, picked up his bag and walked downstairs. I was a little surprised. There he shouted: "We haven't finished the food yet."

He had already gone downstairs, and I took a few puffs of cigarette. Standing up and leaning against the window, I saw that he had already walked away along Gushan Road.

I sat down and wondered to myself what was going on. Was he afraid of embarrassment because he had no money to pay the bill? There were many times when I had no money in the past, but I have never seen him so outspoken. After tasting what he said just now, I felt a little strange. I always felt that there was a particularly inexplicable feeling in his words.

"I'm here to say goodbye to you." "This is all over. I thought about my relationship with this world, and it seems that the only one I can find now is you."

I suddenly stood up from my seat and remembered one of his titles - Professional Missing Person.

When he wanted to leave before, he never said a word. When Banai said goodbye to us, he never said anything. Saying goodbye seems unlikely to happen to a professional missing person, and this time he came all the way from other places to say goodbye to me.

This farewell must be different from his previous departures.

A strong sense of foreboding made me sit on pins and needles. Is it this city and my friend that he is leaving? no! So is this world what he wants to leave?

"Changbai Mountain?" I threw down all my cash, told the waiter to send the change to the Xiling Seal Society next door, then grabbed the clothes on the chair and chased after it.

I chased him all the way to Beishan Road. I was sweating all the way, but I didn't catch up with him. On Beishan Road, there are only countless empty taxis plying back and forth on the road.

I ran back to my shop, packed my luggage briefly, carried it on my back, and said to Wang Meng, "I want to go out for a while."

Wang Meng immediately turned pale and grabbed me. I asked him what he was doing, and he said: "Boss, in the past, if someone came to the shop and you left in a hurry, you would have to leave for a long time. You have to explain."

I thought I had no time to explain, so I said to him: "If anyone comes to see me, just tell me that I am going on vacation and you will take care of everything. If there is any big deal, if it is not particularly safe, I will not leave. Everything Let’s talk about it when I get back.”

"Will you really come back?" Wang Meng asked.

I asked him: "Why do you ask that?"

He said: "Didn't you say you would never wander around again? Generally speaking, all the masters on TV will die if they are called out again after they retire. Boss, you have to be careful."

I patted him and said to myself, ***, I will clean up your crow mouth when you come back. I ignored him, turned around and ran out.

Menyoubo doesn't have an ID card. If he couldn't fly, he would definitely have to take a car or a train. The trains run regularly and I'm in a taxi. He checked the train timetable on his mobile phone and immediately realized that it was impossible for him to take the train. Trains to Jilin are only available late at night. It seems that he should be taking a long-distance bus.

So, I asked the taxi to take me to the long-distance bus station. In this way, even if I can't find him at the long-distance bus station, I still have time to go to the train station. He can't walk there, right? Thinking of this, I feel that my plan is quite solid.

All the way to the bus station, I don’t know what the peak transportation season is, but there are huge crowds of people. I squeezed into the crowd and kept looking. Several times I felt like I was seeing it, but when I squeezed past, I realized it was not the case.

Then I ran to the entrance to the bus and continued searching nearby. But still nothing. I was sweating profusely and thought to myself, could it be that the taxi driver was driving at a high speed and I overtook him and got here first? Or, the guy really has no money. He didn’t come by taxi at all, but walked. Then it is considered good that he can reach the intersection of Yan'an now.

After squeezing around for a few times. I found that it was impossible to find him in this situation, so I looked at the bus departure timetable. Only then did I realize that there was no bus going to Jilin. It seems because the line is too far. My heart immediately calmed down, and I was just about to say that it seemed like the only way he could go was by train. In a daze, I saw him sitting in a car parked outside. The car had already started and drove past the window of the waiting room.

I groaned, wondering what the situation was, there was no bus going to Jilin. I immediately went to ask the attendant. The attendant said that this was a car bound for Beijing.

Holy shit. I thought to myself, this is what it is, no matter what the car is. As long as it's in one direction, go ahead first and then talk about it. This is the logic of the arrogant man. Only he knows all his actions, and it has nothing to do with reason.

I chased out of the station. The exit of the bus was far away from the waiting room. When I arrived, I couldn’t even see the taillights of the car. I gasped and told myself I had to calm down. ***, I don’t believe that in this kind of city, I would lose to a person with a level 9 disability.

I took a taxi and returned to the shop. Wang Meng was happily playing "Mine Sweeper". As soon as I entered, I almost frightened him so much that he fell off his seat.

"Boss, you came back so quickly this time."

"Stop talking nonsense:" I kicked him out of his seat, booked a flight online, and then quickly checked all the itineraries on the Internet, including where and when the bus would arrive, and how he might continue to take a journey. After recording everything, I ran all the way to the airport.

After flying to Beijing, I was at least five hours earlier than the car's arrival time. I bought a few tea eggs at the exit of the bus station and ate them while waiting for the bottle of stuffed oil to arrive. I'm thinking, how should I persuade him?

I can't beat him with a fight, and I can't get away with him by running. If he's determined, there's nothing I can do about it. I'm just wasting my breath here. Or I'll take advantage of him when he's not prepared and attack him from behind. I found a brick nearby, weighed it, and looked at the tea egg seller next to it. He was about the same height as Menyouping, so he just made a few gestures.

The image of Menyoupin turning around and kicking me directly into the wall came to my mind. The image of Menyoupin turning around and kicking me directly into the wall came to my mind. His alertness was too high, and I felt that the probability of a successful sneak attack on him was too low. Moreover, if I succeeded and shot him to death, I would have to go to jail and be shot. If I go down there to meet him again, I don't know how to explain it to him.

My awareness was too high, and I felt that the probability of a successful sneak attack on him was too low. Moreover, if I succeeded, I would have to go to jail and be shot if I shot him to death. If I go down there to meet him again, I don't know how to explain it to him.

Medication?

I thought to myself, I wonder if modern sleeping pills would have any effect on his constitution. If it works, I will first trick him into going to a place to rest, and then say that I have a very important thing to discuss with him, hoping that he can help me. After that, I put sleeping pills in the drink, and after he passed out, I tied him up, asked Xiaohua for a car, and took him directly back to Hangzhou.

The image of Men You Ping turning around and leaving without any reaction came to my mind again when he heard that I wanted to discuss something with him. At this time, I must have gone up to drag him, and then he turned around and kicked me. Get to the wall.

I had a splitting headache, and no matter how hard I tried, it was of no avail. Even if I kidnapped him back to Hangzhou, I had no way to keep him. Unless I made an iron cage to lock him up, he would leave as soon as he said he wanted to leave. It might be possible to lock him up in a mental hospital, but his skills are so good that I don't think he can be trapped anywhere, and the doctors and nurses in the mental hospital will also be affected.

As I thought about it, my heart became cold. I realized that it was impossible for me to change his mind.

However, I still have to try my best. I also thought about whether Menyouping just settled in the village at the foot of Changbai Mountain, looked at the snow-capped mountains every day, smoked old cigarettes, and prepared to spend his later years there?

It doesn't matter, even so, the most I can do is make a fool of myself, that's okay.

When I recovered my thoughts, I saw the tea egg seller looking at the bricks in my hand and hurriedly closing the stall and leaving. Maybe it was because I had a very strange expression when I was thinking about it just now. I quickly threw the brick away, having already made a decision in my mind: This was my last persuasion. If I couldn't persuade you, I wouldn't force it.

However, a bottle of stuffy oil will never satisfy me. I kept waiting at the bus station. When the bus arrived in the early morning, I found that there was no oil bottle on the bus.

I watched everyone get off the car one by one and then leave. I looked behind them for a long time and finally confirmed that there was no stuffy oil bottle. I immediately got in the car, grabbed the driver and asked him where the oil bottle had gone.

After struggling for a long time, the driver finally realized what I was talking about. He told me that Menyoupin got off at a toll station on the way. I shook the driver's head. Asked him: "Are you sure you got off the car and didn't leave it behind after going to the toilet for too long?" The driver said that Mengyouping had told him what he had told him, and he was absolutely right.

I asked about the location of the toll station, then found an Internet cafe nearby, opened all the maps, and checked it out myself. I discovered that there was a small town not far from the toll station, where there were buses leading to Erdaobai River.

I called Xiaohua and asked him to arrange a car for me directly. I paid all the expenses and rushed directly to Erdaobai River. I sighed in my heart, this little brother is disabled at level 9. I really underestimated it. Obviously, he has a very clear mind about shortcuts to certain places, whether in ancient tombs or in modern society.

There was no gossiping on the way. At dawn the next day, I had arrived at Erdaobai River. After getting off the bus, I immediately asked the locals about the drop-off point of the black bus and arrived at the drop-off point. I happened to see Menyoupin walking in one direction with his luggage on his back.

I stopped him immediately, and he looked back and saw me, slightly surprised. However, he didn't even ask me why I came with him, but continued to turn around and walk forward. I had no choice but to stumble along immediately. To be continued