After getting in the car and Ling Che driving, Yu Se lowered his head and scrolled through his cell phone.
There are countless messages in her mobile phone.
Yang An'an's.
Lin Ruoyan's.
There are many, many more people.
However, the first thing Yu Se did was to open the forum. This was a forum created by people in T City themselves, so most of the information on the forum was related to the daily necessities of people in T City.
Looking for a job, posting complaints, or buying and selling second-hand goods, in short, they are all closely related to life in T City.
Yu Se quickly found the post on the forum.
The initiator's ID nickname is just one word: black.
She looked at this word for a long time. It was obviously just one word, but she felt very familiar.
One word still felt familiar, and she convinced herself.
"Ling Che, are you 'Black'?" Ling Che was sitting next to her, so the first person she thought was Ling Che.
Intuitively, this shouldn't be a nickname for a woman. Women wouldn't use it like this.
Ling Che had obviously seen this post. When she asked, he understood what it meant, "It's not me. I'm also checking who he is, but there's been no news."
It's not Ling Che. She knows the nicknames of Yang An'an and Lin Ruoyan in this forum. It's really not the nickname "Hei".
At this time, she couldn't figure out who this person was. In fact, what she should do more was reply to the messages on her phone so that those who were worried about her would no longer have to worry about her.
Or she could call Yu Jing'an to inquire about Yu Yan's whereabouts, but something went wrong. She was obsessed with going back to the police station to make sure that the man's death had nothing to do with her. She wanted to find out at this moment.
Who initiated such a large petition for her?
Her fingers were swiping at the keyboard of her phone. Although she was not as good as Mo Jingyao, she was still good at it.
However, after ten minutes, she gave up.
In fact, she has overcome the forum's firewall, but every time she tries to find the IP address of the person who posted the post, her phone screen goes black.
Then restart and check again, still the same result.
Therefore, she was forced to give up.
Unable to find out, she looked at her phone in a daze.
On the side, Ling Che asked worriedly, "Xiao Se, that person wiped all the traces. You can't find his IP address. Do you think it could be..."
Speaking of this, when it came to the most critical moment, he stopped abruptly.
But Yu Se understood what he meant.
He was referring to Mo Jingyao, and he also knew that the last thing she wanted to mention now was Mo Jingyao.
Mo Jingyao is the sorrow in her heart now.
Obviously I can't let it go, but I have to let it go.
Only those who have experienced it personally will understand that kind of feeling.
In fact, Yu Se had long suspected that it belonged to Mo Jingyao, so he just went to check it out in person.
And as long as she couldn't find it out, she felt inexplicably that it was Mo Jingyao's handiwork.
It was normal for her not to be able to detect his handwriting.
After thinking for a moment, Yu Se switched to WeChat on her phone.
Switched to the WeChat account she usually used on her tablet.
Her WeChat nickname is "女女".
She opened it and saw Mo Jingyao's profile picture among her friends. The familiarity reminded her of last night's dream.
If she hadn't had those dreams last night, she thought she would have woken up in the middle of the night and never been able to sleep again.
But he entered her dream and gave her a good night's sleep.
Her hand fell on his head, Yu Se's eyes filled with emotion.
Still miss him.
Opening his dialog box, she thought over and over again and entered a sentence, "Young Master Mo, I'm here to trouble you again. As a good classmate of Yu Se, I heard that something happened to her and she came out this morning.
The reason why she came out is all due to the sponsor of her petition in the city forum. All our classmates are very grateful to that person, but it is a pity that we can't find out who he is? You are the boss, can you help us?
Did you find out? Thank you, Mr. Mo."
The metaphor was still sent in the tone of a classmate.
As for the meeting with Mo Jingyao tomorrow night, let’s talk about it tomorrow night.
As a result, just after she sent it, Mo Jingyao replied, "We'll talk about it tomorrow night."
Seeing these four words, she frowned, how much he wanted to see 'her classmate'.
However, when I saw his "Let's talk about it tomorrow night" and remembered that the thought of "We'll talk about it tomorrow night" just flashed through my mind, I felt inexplicably kind.
After hesitating for a moment, she replied slowly and lonely: "Okay."
Then I switched to WeChat again.
After all, if you look at Mo Jingyao's WeChat, he is also a friend on her own WeChat.
I couldn't find it out, so I gave up. Now I finally have time to reply to messages one after another.
Just to say hello.
Let those who care about her feel at ease.
After I finished replying one by one, my phone happened to ring.
Seeing that it was Yu Jing'an's number, Yu Se immediately picked up the call, "Dad, do you have any news about my brother?"
Yu Se immediately subconsciously turned to look out the car window. It was only at this time that she realized that the direction of Ling Che's car was not Nanda, but the direction of the Yu family. It was as if she had already guessed that she would go back to the Yu family, "Okay."
"Then we'll talk about it when you come back." Yu Jing'an's voice became much kinder when he heard that she agreed to go home.
"Okay." Yu Se actually had a lot of things he wanted to ask Yu Jing'an, but when it came to his mouth, it was really hard to ask him on the phone like this.
Yu Yan's disappearance is really strange.
She always felt something was strange.
He happened to be missing on the way to Nanjing University.
At this time, I didn’t know whether I was alive or dead.
It's been all night and there's still no news.
Although no news is actually good news, as long as no one is found for a minute, you can't rest assured for a minute.
But it's better than having such bad news.
Ling Che's car drove very fast, and Yu Se sat quietly in the passenger seat, looking at the familiar scenery that kept passing in front of the car. After all, this was the place where she had lived for more than ten years. On the way to Yu's home,
They are all familiar to her.
In a daze, it was the last time Mo Jingyao took her back to the Yu family.
Only then did she realize that Chen Meishu was not her biological mother.
If it weren't for Mo Jingyao, she wouldn't know anything.
"Jingyao, does my mother dislike me?" In a daze, she looked at the scene in front of the car and spoke involuntarily.
The carriage suddenly became quiet.
It's so quiet that you can hear the needle drop.
The silence gives people a suffocating feeling.
It wasn't until there was no response for a while that Yu Se suddenly came back to his senses. She...she called her by the wrong name.
Turning around, Ling Che's expression turned out to be ugly.
"I'm sorry, I thought of my mother, and all of a sudden..." Yu Se couldn't continue, she mistook Ling Che for Mo Jingyao.