How did Xiao Ming die?

Red leaves?Red leaves!

I remember the last time I took Zhen to see her, the first time she woke up she didn't look at me beside the bed, instead she noticed that it was Zhen sitting on the window sill.Then my tablemate really had a half-minute eye contact with his sister without any shyness.

Oh my god, my deskmate must have 730 two grass mud horses galloping in my heart at the time, thanks to his calm reaction.

Thinking about it is a little cruel.

The phone rang twice and was answered, "Hi, this is Changqing Nursing Home."

"Well, how is the patient in bed 203 doing recently?"

"Oh, are you Xiao Ming?"

"Hi sister, how is Hongye?"

"You don't know? She was discharged from the hospital yesterday."

"Ah?" I was stunned, "No, no. Why didn't you notify me?"

"I called you and said that your mobile phone is not in the service area. Her family came to pick her up."

"family?"

"The police and the hospital have verified it, and she herself agreed. The man who came to pick her up was a tall, fair man with glasses."

Li Si?

"Oh, thanks. I see."

Hongye is my sister, and I have nothing to worry about being picked up by Li Si.

After hanging up the phone, I turned and went to the kitchen.I promised to cook for Yin Tao, and I still haven't forgotten.

"I may have a way to save your hero." I held the frying pan.

Yin Tao's little 槑 hugged my little bear bowl and sat obediently on the dinner table, "Really?"

"Things are not that desperate, but you have to give me some time. I also have a lot of things I can't figure out now."

"Oh! I love you so much! By the way, what's your name?"

"Shi Ming."

Fried a plate of omelet rice, and squeezed a kitten for him with ketchup.

"Eat."

"I don't like kittens."

"..."

Yin Tao ate as quietly as a chicken, and I sat aside and played with my mobile phone.

"Shi Ming..."

"kindness?"

"Are you broken in love?"

"Pfft..." I was drinking water and sprayed it all, "cough cough cough whatTMareUtalkingabout?!"

Yin Tao's face was "that's the queen" and she smiled knowingly, "I understand, I understand, I'm also broken in love, I can feel a kind of sympathy from you."

"It's a pity that you are paralyzed." I wiped the water from the corner of my mouth, "You are broken in love, I don't!"

Finished, me!he!mom!actually!Of course!I have a guilty conscience!

So I added another sentence, "Besides, since the two of us met, in addition to eating simmered noodles, I have been cooking and shaking spoons. Which of your eyes can see that I am broken in love?"

"No and no." He pretended to know things like a god, "Look at you, intentionally or unintentionally flip through your phone, without looking at the actual content, swipe left, swipe right, look at the button Reading short messages, locking the screen for a while, unlocking it for a while, are you waiting for someone's message?"

"I'm exercising my thumb! If you move your fingers more, you won't get Alzheimer's!"

Yin Tao's small smile was like "no need to say more here", it's really annoying!

He continued to eat quietly like a chicken, and I continued to play with my mobile phone.

I'm really waiting for news, but it's not mine.

In today's situation, I think because of my personality, he would never take the initiative to come to me, and I have already seen it.

What Yin Tao Xiaoqian said is right, I am broken in love.

But I have no time to be sad, because there are too many things to do.I want to save Shiliang, I want to find out a way to replace the gears, I want to sleep.

very tired.

Just then, the phone screen lights up and I get a text message.

SMS is very simple, a string of mobile phone numbers, a string of addresses.

Before returning from Nibrosa, I asked Ranche to look up the DJ's contact information for me.He found it in just one noon, and he was indeed the former henchman of the Emperor God.It seems that my decision to save his life was really correct.

Yin Tao Xiaoqian didn't bother too much after dinner, we left each other emails, and he went back.

I washed the dishes and ate a mango.

The phone shows that it is dialing, and it beeps——

"Hello?"

"it's me."

Libya, a land ravaged by war, has been painted with the colors expected by the media in the big dye vat of the world.A peaceful green that can cover up a lot.

When you wake up every morning, drink coffee, chew on buttered toast, and maybe subscribe to a morning newspaper with some retro taste.Maybe you don't know that those who were bombed with their internal organs turned out are not only banned in history.World War II may be too long ago, and time can wash away a lot.Ordinary daily life, selective media reports, the subway at work and soap operas every night.War, a word that irritates people's dull nerves, has long been squeezed into a corner by hot spots such as economics and environmental protection.The voice of the whole world calling for peace cannot be heard in the flames of war. While we are shouting for humanity, the war is also continuing quietly...

I looked at the gun in my hand, trying to figure out how to load the bullet.

"Toki~" DJ appeared behind me, "This is all the information I can find about you."

"En." I continued to assemble the gun. This thing is so hard that I can't break it apart.

"But you know, it's too difficult to find your information. It should be said that you don't have any information~even people who know you~"

"Oh."

I told the DJ, I'm Toki and I've lost my memory.

The purpose of pretending to be Toki to approach the DJ is very simple. I want to know about Toki's past, hoping to find some clues.

After all, I don't have a clue now, and the DJ line can be used.

"DJ." I leaned lazily on the chair, "What if I'm not Toki, I'm a spy in disguise, and you just want to show my information to others?"

"Haha." DJ laughed dryly, and slid his rough hands onto my face.

He posted it and took a deep breath in front of my face, "I'm not mistaken baby, you smell like that, it makes me fucking sick."

I frowned in disgust and pushed him away.

But I'm still glad.As early as when I decided to approach DJ, I was very worried that DJ would see through my lies. After all, DJ is an old fox who has been fighting on the battlefield, and his level of understanding people is definitely high enough.

However, I don’t know if it’s because our two brothers have similar temperaments, which made DJ believe that I am Toki.

I dropped the bullet in my hand and picked up the stack of biographical materials about Toki.

"I studied in Japan?"

"It happened three years ago. You were in Japan doing arms deals with several gang-related organizations. You said you wanted to experience student life, so you went through the admission procedures and returned to the Czech Republic with me after two weeks of studying. "

"Prague."

"Correct."

I threw the documents on the table and stood up, "I just want you to help me remember why you brought me to Libya."

"Baby." DJ embraced my waist, he seemed to like to have ambiguous contact with me, "Is there any place that reminds you of yourself better than being on the battlefield?"

"DJ..." I put my arm on his shoulders, "We can't have that kind of relationship, can we?"

"Huh?" He raised his eyebrows.

I tried to be calm, and met his eyes, "It's about making love."

He laughed suddenly, put it close to my ear, and said in his hoarse voice, "I dare not, you will eat people."

We're currently DJ'ing a mobile base in the Libyan combat zone, which is actually a huge RV.

The DJ took me to the room where Toki used to live, ten square meters, one bed and one desk, very simple.

I went in and drew the curtains.An indescribable subtle feeling welled up in my heart.

The ink bottle placed on the corner of the table, the books arranged according to the size of the books on the bookshelf, the water glass on the bedside table, and the flower on the window sill that has long since dried up and cannot be recognized.

Although these are details that are not worth worrying about, they gave me a great sense of familiarity, as if I were another me in the world, and our daily living habits are so similar.

DJ played with the decorations on my bookcase, "You have been in China for so long, what is your mission?"

"When did I leave?"

"It's February."

Well, it almost coincided with the time when Li Ming transferred to another school.

I made up a lie, "I forgot, but for the past six months, I have been living as a 'Shiming'."

"You mean, you killed a man named Shi Ming, and then pretended to be him alive?"

"Ah...well, yes. So if you meet someone who recognizes me as Shi Ming, please remember to cooperate with me."

"understood."

I threw the withered flowers into the trash can, "Why are you still here? I want to sleep and beat the jet lag."

"Are you broken in love?"

"..." I wanted to splash the bottle of dirty water on his face.

"Oh, don't look at me like that baby, it was the same way you were when you got dumped by that Polish girl next door."

"..."

what!Did you see me cry or did you see me kneel?Which eye can see that I am broken in love!How about you goaway with Yin Tao Xiaomao!Wait, Polina?

At this time, DJ hooked my shoulder with a smirk, "If you are unhappy, I can take you to Guilty City. I still have your VIP card here."

"Guilty City?" Vice City, a legendary high-end guild hall.It is said that it is the entertainment venue of the world's top gangsters, not limited to the gangsters, all illegal or ugly transactions that involve huge interests and don't want to be known may be staged here.The reason why it is said to be at the legendary level is because there is no trace of this guild hall.Once the police sent an undercover agent to lurk in the underworld for many years, and finally got to see the true face of the sin city, but he never came back.These are all things I saw on a post, and I always thought it was made up by some middle and second host.

"Yeah." DJ said and handed me a card, "I remember you met a Swiss girl in Guilty City, and they got along very well. You haven't been there for so long, she must have missed you."

Wait, Swiss?

I took the card and threw it on the bedside casually, "From what you mean, I have a lot of loves?"

DJ dragged his hoarse voice and laughed, "Huh? You have slept with more women than there are countries on earth."

Why is there blood slipping from the corner of my mouth.

Shiliang, come here!Well, you little bastard, your father, mother, brother and I are not by your side, your life is very pretentious, very fucking extravagant!

As an upright virgin under the age of [-], I am extremely dissatisfied with my younger brother's behavior of having "improper relationships" with many foreign girls "not for the purpose of marriage". Some of his behaviors are also understandable.

Hey, there are some things, envy envy is over.

The author has something to say:

I: Toki-chan is so promiscuous

Toki: ...I don't want to say anything.