Han Bing kept frowning while I was recounting my experience in the conference room that night. A beauty like her usually has a stern smile and a frosty look on her face. If she frowned, she would look even more unapproachable.
But the relationship between Han Bing and I is extraordinary. We are getting closer and closer to family ties. In her, we can find the only remaining warmth and support in this city.
While we were wandering around, we unexpectedly encountered an unlicensed white van. I pointed at the disappearing shadow of the van and said, "Look!" But Han Bing just glanced at it and did not chase it.
I didn't know what was going on, but I didn't ask. Han Bing was always circling in a certain area. It felt like she wasn't observing anything, but seemed to be thinking. I hate being interrupted when I'm thinking.
, so I remained silent.
After a while, Han Bing said: "Actually, I have learned about the meeting process in the evening through other means. But it is not as detailed as what you said. When you told the story, even the characters' movements, expressions, and demeanor were vividly described.
, and occasionally analyze their psychological activities.”[
I was a little embarrassed. I couldn't tell for a moment whether Han Bing was praising me or hurting me. Han Bing continued: "I am constantly thinking about the words Zhao Wushenglin said before jumping off the building in my mind, and I feel very sad.
Worth pondering.”
"What words?"
"For example, he said it was time to go see some old-fashioned things."
"At that time, Brother Zhao gave everyone the feeling that he wanted to go to the underworld and meet the old-fashioned people."
"But he is not dead now, and he was not planning to die at that time, so this sentence is worth pondering."
"How do you say that?" I felt confused.
"I guess he did want to kill Shunzi, but not in Xinxiang City."
"Where is that?" I became a little nervous, feeling that Han Bing already had the answer in his heart.
"In front of Lao Tu's grave." Han Bing concluded: "He wants to give him an explanation in front of Lao Tu's grave!"
"It seems to make sense." I felt my heart beating so fast that I was about to burst out.
"I hope I'm not wrong." Han Bing cheered up, came out of his thoughts, and asked me: "Do you know the way to the old tomb?"