On the night of Qingming Festival, this call came too suddenly.
I pinched my thigh hard.
The clear pain told me that this was not a dream.
"I am Yunfeng!"
"Sister Hong! Where are you now!"
But then I thought about it, Sister Achun can imitate people's voices... Could it be...
I suppressed my emotions, took deep breaths continuously, and tried to sound calmer when I spoke.
There is a secret that only the real Sister Hong and I know.
After thinking about it, I asked the other end of the phone: "Sister Hong, what were those two sentences you said to me when we first met? Do you know which two sentences I said?"
Laughter first came from the other end of the phone.
Then, he said in a very charming, mature and seductive tone: "Hey, there's a newcomer here again. This one is too small. I just don't know if it's too small down there."
Her second sentence.
"Xiao Yunfeng, do you want to be your sister's forty-fifth man?"
The voice is soft and charming, and the sound is as smooth as bones.
It’s like recreating the scene of that day!
I grabbed the phone, feeling excited and my eyes were a little sore.
A grown man shouldn't cry, but at this moment, I want to cry inexplicably.
That’s right, this is Sister Hong who has always taken care of me.
She is our earliest logistics person, a mole from the Northern School, Chen Hong.
"Cried?"
"No, how could I cry?"
Unexpectedly, Sister Hong's tone immediately changed and became very deep.
"Yunfeng, do you believe me?"
"letter."
I didn't hesitate and answered directly.
"good."
"I took a big risk by contacting you this time. I only have a few minutes. Next, I will say three things. Please remember every word I say carefully."
"First, I didn't take the money from selling the goods. The boss took it. He has been using the money to help the second brother seek medical treatment everywhere."
"Second, Zheng Hui died of illness. The Changchun Society will be in chaos, and the world will also be in chaos. Be careful."
"Third, Zhanghu..."
"beep......"
Suddenly, Sister Hong's voice stopped abruptly.
I only heard the word "Zhanghu".
It was like someone next to her suddenly hung up the phone.
I tried to call back, but couldn't get through. I didn't have time to ask a lot of questions.
Sitting on the chair and looking at the dressing mirror, I was filled with doubts and my thoughts suddenly returned to Shunde.
At that time, the second brother stayed in the hut, and the third brother stayed to take care of the second brother.
My boss, Sister Hong, and my eldest brother and I went to Moro Street to sell goods.
I always thought it was Sister Hong who took the money, but unexpectedly, Sister Hong told me personally that it was the boss who took the check.
I carefully recalled the details. The day after my head accident, the little blue bottle I kept at the newsstand was also taken away by my elder brother. Now the blue potion is most likely still in his possession.
Sister Hong said that Zheng Hui died of illness and the world was about to be in chaos.
Zheng Hui is the "Zheng Da Da" that Xie Qirong originally called him. This man is the helmsman of the Changchun Society and is very awesome.
Sister Hong's last words were only two words, "Zhanghu".
