Footsteps and human voices slowly approached, rustled for a while, and then gradually faded away, leaving a complete silence.

She tilted her head, and the yellow puppy also tilted its head and raised its ears, staring at her.

"Ham sausage, do you want to eat it?"

She put it in her pocket, took out a ham sausage from it, tore open the package with her mouth, and threw it in front of the guy. He just lowered his head and sniffed a few times symbolically, and stopped paying attention. The smell was just

Gave some face.

"what's the situation?"

"Why don't you eat something so fragrant?"

"If you don't eat, you'll fall down. You'll become a homeless person, and you're still so picky."

She stood up, patted the dust on her body, and turned around. The originally lazy dog ​​immediately stood up on all fours, ready to follow her.

"If you don't eat, I won't do anything else."

After walking a few steps, the dog's paws behind me clattered rhythmically on the cement floor, making the sound extremely clear.

She sighed, turned around, and faced the guy who was chasing after him. She deliberately turned over her pockets, which were cleaner than her face, to show the dog to prove her innocence.

"It's really gone. If you want to eat, find someone else!"

The dog didn't make any noise or bark, but when she spoke, he opened his big innocent eyes and tilted his head slightly, staring at her, as if he was understanding what she said.

"Why are you still following me?"

After walking for a while, Gouzi had no intention of leaving. As long as she stopped, he would squat down obediently and look at her with his longing eyes. It seemed that he was determined.

"Brother, do you want to go home with me?"

She had no choice but to squat down, hold her knees, and negotiate with the dog.

When she heard the word "go home", the dog immediately moved, wagging its tail vigorously, reaching out to rub her legs.

"But I can't support you."

"I am a person with today and no tomorrow, so I can't cause trouble to you."

Gouzi put his head directly on her knees with no intention of leaving.

This is dependent on it.

"Hey, you are just like me. You are also homeless. Even your name was given randomly by others. Your life is worth less than grass."

Touching the dog's head, she felt sad.

"Let's go, let's go, I'll take you back, but don't dislike me for being so small."

Without saying anything, she held the dog in her arms and left immediately, as if she was holding a machine gun. She was very heroic.

Late at night, Ling Ziyue, who had just picked up his daughter Nian Nian from Chen Lai's house, drove his old black jeep on the road where the lights were gradually extinguished.

His eyebrows were furrowed deeply, and in his mind was the familiar face that he had missed for more than a thousand days and nights.

She was thinner and tanned. What he couldn't accept the most was the strangeness written in those bright eyes. Strangeness? Strangeness!!

What's going on here?

What has she experienced in the past five years?

"Mother!"

In the midst of chaotic thoughts, her daughter, who was sitting in the passenger seat and covered with Ling Ziyue's suit jacket and was fast asleep, sat up with a cry, her big black glass eyes, which were exactly the same as her mother's, shining with a strange light.

mom, Mom, Mom?

Ling Ziyue slammed on the brakes, feeling like he was being electrocuted. He stretched out his head and searched frantically within the field of vision in front of the car, but still found nothing.

"Mommy mommy!"

"What's wrong, Nian Nian?"

The daughter of the co-pilot suddenly began to cry, and it became more and more violent. She burst into tears and couldn't stop it.

"Niannian, what's wrong? Niannian, stop crying."

Looking at his daughter's cute little face, wrinkled from crying and out of breath, Ling Ziyue, as an adult, was heartbroken.

In the dark night, he hurriedly got out of the car, opened the door, unbuckled his daughter's seat belt, held the extremely sad little girl in his arms, and walked back and forth on the side of the road to take care of her.

"Nian Nian, be good, dad is here, dad is here."

"Mommy mommy!"

The five-year-old girl waved her little fists, but when she opened her mouth, she was only willing to speak monosyllabic words.

The clearest one is my mother.

"Nian Nian, be good, we will find mother soon."

The more helpless Ling Zi became, he could only pat his daughter's back gently over and over again, hold her in his arms and coax her, and the yearning for Han Muxue in his heart became stronger.

Without paying any attention, not far ahead, a strange black shadow, like a ghost, walked out of the dim village path and slowly disappeared at the end of the field of vision.

"Boss, I hired a private detective overnight to check. There is no one named Wu Yu who meets your requirements in the city."

In the office of the president of Ling's Pictures, Ling Ziyue, who was carefully wiping the photo of Han Muxue on the table with a silk handkerchief, looked solemn as he listened to Li Jiaming's report.

"If you can't find it, just try to find it. Aren't you always the most capable?"

"But there is no information at all, only a vague name, maybe a pseudonym. How can I check this?"

"That's your business. I'll give you another three days. If you can't find it, just wait for the transfer."

"Hey, boss! Boss!"

Li Jiaming scratched his head anxiously: After so many years, the boss has never given up looking for Xueer, but could the person he met this time just happen to look similar?

But to be honest, if they look similar, they are very similar.

Apart from the skin color, you really can't tell the difference without speaking.

Lingzi felt more melancholy when she entered the elevator.

He raised his neck, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, closed his eyes, and twisted the sore root of his nose.

After so many years of inquiry, he made all possible efforts, and Han Muxue seemed to have evaporated without a trace.

Now, a person who looked exactly the same finally appeared. He really didn't want to believe it, it was just a coincidence.

It's you who's back, right?

After getting off the elevator, the first thing he did was to contact Gu Yan, who had the most extensive connections.

"Hey, Gu Yan, do you still have contact with those night walkers on the road? Make an appointment for me to meet for any price."

"My brother, don't worry, I have already sent someone to check, and I will get a reply soon."

"I'm in a hurry now. You don't understand that kind of mood. It's been five years. In the past five years, you know how Niannian and I..."

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On the other end of the phone, Gu Yan, who was already prepared to listen to Ling Ziyue's rambling thoughts, did not wait for the expected venting. After several seconds of silence, Ling Ziyue decisively hung up the phone.

"Lao Ling?"

Gu Yan looked at the receiver in confusion, and had to silently complain about "nervous" before putting down the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Ling!"

The front desk receptionist saw their chairman walking towards him. His usually carefree and hurried steps were slightly sluggish, and his expressionless face was also stiff at this time.

The woman who was originally awkward carrying a canvas bag and wearing a baseball cap bowed her waist slightly and lowered her head without confidence.

When he heard the crisp sound of leather shoes, "tap, tap, tap", walking slowly towards her step by step, he mustered up his courage and stood up slowly.

"Hello, Mr. Ling!"

She was very nervous, and her dark red and blue shirt and floor-length ripped jeans made her look sloppy and sluggish.

Ling Zi's hot eyes stared at her face for a long time.

Until her cheeks on both sides were slightly dark and red.

"What is your name? Miss Wu? Or is even this surname fake?"

Lingzi took a step forward, breaking the safe social distance between strangers between the two, which made her very passive and took two steps back.

"My, my name is Ye Ningyu."

"It has a unique posture of condensing rain, and is loyal but never martyred."

He had a profound meaning and suddenly became poetic.

"Mr. Ling, she is here to apply for an artist assistant job."

The receptionist came over in panic.

“You’re just going to have to sit in the lobby to wait when you apply for a job?”

Lingzi's voice became more displeased.

"She did not recommend or make an appointment. The human resources department has regulations."

"Bullshit rules! You've even put them on the shelf! From now on, if you have door-to-door interviews, they will be arranged in the waiting area of ​​the lounge, and let that guy Liu Siqi tell you what I said one by one."

"Okay, Mr. Ling."
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