I said, "Okay. Are you still busy?"

She said: "I was looking for someone. A van driver took the suspect to the cemetery. We'll check it along this line now. Let's take a break if it's getting late."

I said, "Okay."

Helanting hung up the phone.

She rarely says that I miss you, love you, and likes you as pretentious words like this.

She has a tough personality, so she should be a man.

But her way of expressing love is also special. I do it while talking, but she only does not say it. When I encounter something, she solves it for me. When I am tired and hungry, she cooks and takes care of me.

It’s said that she doesn’t understand the charm, but her every frown and smile is all in it.

I thought of the wonderful time we were in the United States again. We went to and from get out of class, cooked and ate, and read books together. Sometimes we didn’t say a word for a night. She reads her books, and I read my books.

It has reached the wonderful point of silence being better than sound. When you come home every night, as long as you have her at home, even if you don’t say a word, it will be happiness.

After all our affairs are over and we are done well, I marry her and take her out for a good trip.

God knows when to struggle again.

Sleeping in various thoughts.

When I got up the next day, I went to the beach to take a look.

It was indeed not very good to drive by the sea. Dozens of old fishing boats were converted into passenger ships, and the boatman attracted customers.

There are many clearings by the sea, taverns and hotels.

When I walked along the beach, I saw the store opening, no matter what kind of store, convenience store, souvenir store, swimsuit store, or boat rental store, I asked.

No one has seen Liu Zhihui.

It was past three o'clock in the afternoon. I turned on my phone and saw that I had walked more than 20,000 steps. I was so tired that I felt sore all over. The sun was too strong, so I found a foot-pressing shop to hold my feet and rest.

It was past six o'clock when I woke up. I was walking by the beach. The sunset was dazzling red, the sky was colorful and colorful. The tourists took photos in groups of three or three on the sea, and the boats were undulating on the sea. This scene was so beautiful.

The person I still think of is Helanting. If she could be with me now, that would be great.

When I walked to a small pier, there were several boats holding ropes at the pier. The pier was not big, and the wooden boards extended from the beach to the edge of the sea. However, this pier seemed familiar no matter how you looked.

I looked at it again and it really seems that I have seen it.
Chapter completed!