It's all because of the blind date

Chapter 163 Li Qingqing's Relic
I have always been a staunch atheist, and I have never believed in ghosts and gods.But at this moment, I still hope in my heart that there are not only gods in this world, but everyone will have a soul after death, and every soul will have its destination.

If a person dies, it means that the body and spirit are gone, and there is nothing left. Isn't that too cruel?Li Qingqing is only 21 years old.

I especially hope that one day, when my soul also goes to another world, I can meet her again.

I want to tell Li Qingqing that I never gave up on her.Even my indifference that day was only because I was shocked by the experience she concealed, and I couldn't accept it for a while.

If she hadn't done something impulsive at that time, we would have escaped from that city and are in another place now.

During my silence, Bu Zhaorou sat next to me. She looked at Li Qingqing's tombstone, as if talking to her, or talking to herself.

"Sister Qingqing, I have always regarded you as my own sister. Since the first time I added you on WeChat, I have been very close to you, but it is a pity that you left so soon. Originally, I wanted the three of us to be together How about life. This wish may only be realized in the next life..."

Bu Zhaorou started to sob in a low voice, and I stroked her hair to comfort her: "Don't be sad, Qingqing will definitely hear what you said, and she will be very happy too."

On the way back, Bu Zhaorou asked me: "Wang Liang, if one day I die, will you forget me?"

"Yes, not only will I forget, but I will forget it completely."

Bu Zhaorou gave me a blank look, but her tone was calm, "Why? Don't the memories between us matter to you at all?"

I smiled slightly, held her hand tightly and said, "Because I will die before you, and I won't just watch my most cherished things go away before me."

Bu Zhaorou didn't speak, but the corners of her mouth turned up.

It was already one o'clock in the afternoon when I returned to the village, and the last bus in the city was at 04:30. I took Bu Zhaorou to sit at home for a while, and then went to Uncle Li's house to say goodbye to him.

After Uncle Li returned home, he seemed to be in better spirits, and his mind was much clearer. He was not as confused as he was in the city, confused about right and wrong.

When he saw us, he knew that we were saying goodbye to him, so he handed me a large bag of things in the drawer.

"Liangzi, these things are all left by Qingqing. There are a lot of her things at home. Let me pick out some as a souvenir for you. After all, you were once engaged."

I nodded sadly, took Li Qingqing's clothes, and then took out 1000 yuan in cash from my pocket and put it in Uncle Li's hand.

"Uncle Li, I didn't bring much money with me when I came out today. I will buy you something to make up for your health with this little money. You must take care of yourself in the future. I will come back to see you when I am free."

Uncle Li was talking about what is the use of asking for money now, and then I left with Bu Zhaorou helplessly.

Back in the city, Dad had already moved all the things in the bungalow upstairs.When he saw us coming back from the village, he told us to rest well today and not go to the hospital. In the evening, he delivered meals to my mother.

After Dad left, Bu Zhaorou and I unpacked Li Qingqing's belongings at home.

It contained a lot of gadgets that Li Qingqing bought before, some accessories and decorations, and a photo album.

"What is this? Wang Liang."

Bu Zhaorou picked up an envelope from the relics as he spoke.

There is a USB flash drive in the envelope, and the small card is at the innermost part of the envelope.

I picked up the envelope and looked at it again, and then I noticed an inconspicuous small word on the side of the envelope, "Song".

Seeing this word, I immediately thought of Song Zhiyi. Could this be some other information about the small film company that Li Qingqing brought home during the Spring Festival?
Strong curiosity drove me to find an Internet cafe immediately to see what was hidden in the USB flash drive.

Bu Zhaorou and I hit it off, and then we hurried to the Internet cafe.

On the way, Bu Zhaorou asked me why Li Qingqing left the USB flash drive of the small film company at home.

In fact, this question is also what I was thinking about just now. The only possible explanation is that Li Qingqing avoided their pursuit during the Spring Festival, so he left behind this important thing.

Now that it is in my hands, I am very curious, apart from the large package of evidence she gave me later, what unknown things are hidden in this USB flash drive.

But I haven't actually looked at the package of evidence handed over to the police.The first two months were so busy that I didn't have time to see what was inside even if I was interested.

Bu Zhaorou asked me if we should hand over this USB flash drive to the police after we read it. I don’t care. Anyway, Li Qingqing is gone, and the small film company has also been wiped out by the police. If there is nothing shocking in it, I will take it as Li Qingqing It is good to keep the relics of the people and keep them as a souvenir.

When we arrived at the Internet cafe, we found a private room, closed the door, opened the computer and inserted the USB drive into the interface.

The weather is a bit hot today, Bu Zhaorou bought a bottle of juice on the road, drank it while walking, and had already drank most of the bottle at the Internet cafe.

After we opened the USB flash drive, there were several documents in it. To our disappointment, these documents were just archives over the years.

Just open one and look at it, there are some actresses' information and photos attached.The other copies are the same.

Bu Zhaorou and I watched casually for a while, feeling a little bored.

Then Bu Zhaorou said she was going to the toilet, I smiled, this girl drank a bottle of water in just half an hour, it's no wonder she didn't go to the toilet.

After she left, I casually clicked on the last document, which is the personal information of part-time models.

Speaking of models, I think of Jin Shaohua.I remember that at that time he personally admitted that he resold his company's models to small film companies and introduced them to make small films.

I looked at the profiles and photos of these models. They were all young and beautiful girls, all in their late teens.

It's a good thing to be a model at a young age, but they are willing to degenerate and go to the sea to shoot this kind of thing.

I look at their photos, some are sexy and enchanting, some are pure and lovely, and some have extraordinary temperament.

Some of these girls look familiar to me. I guess I have seen them in the little movie my third cousin gave me before, but I can’t remember.

The mouse kept dragging the file down until it was at the very end. I was just about to close it when suddenly I saw a detail, the name next to the person in charge at the bottom. These three words shocked me.

Am I wrong?I took another look and there was nothing wrong.The three words behind the person in charge read Qiao Luoxi.

(End of this chapter)