Dear Mr. Shi

Originally, Song Qinghuan said that there was something and just wanted to avoid the regulations, but she didn't expect that this day, she would really have something.

Li Wei called her and asked her out to meet, looking very anxious.

As soon as he arrived at the agreed place, Li Wei hurriedly greeted him.

Song Qinghuan looked very pale when she saw her face, and asked worriedly: "What's the matter? Li Wei."

Li Wei's eyes were reddish, and she took her hand to sit down, and his other hand grabbed her heart: "Qing Huan, I am very afraid now. I am afraid that your brother may be really in danger."

Although Li Wei has always been worried, she has always been calm. How could she suddenly lose control and become so scared? It's really dangerous to say something. .

Song Qinghuan's heart suddenly tightened, expecting and frightened: "Li Wei, did you discover something, or did you know something."

Li Wei shook his head, tears fell in an instant: "I didn't notice it. I just had a dream. I dreamed that your brother was lying on the ground, and then looked at me and said sorry to me..."

It turned out to be just a dream, not really sure that something happened to his brother. Song Qinghuan was frightened and couldn’t relax in an instant, and the blocking stone in his heart also slowly fell to the ground, “Li Wei, it’s just a dream, no Really, don't worry, my brother will be fine."

Li Wei lowly cried: "You don't know, you don't know, my dreams since I was a child are very accurate, and I never made a mistake. I... I'm really scared."

"Don't be afraid, I won't be allowed this time!" Song Qinghuan hugged Li Wei and firmly comforted her: "My brother will definitely come back safely. He will not let us leave it alone. He is a responsible man. He will come back safely, trust me."

Li Wei cried while crying: "I know he is a responsible man, but I am really scared. It has been more than half a year and there is no news. I am about to collapse. I am afraid I can't wait. I can’t wait for him to come back. I really can’t live without him.”

Song Qinghuan didn't know how to comfort Li Wei, so he hugged her tightly and told her repeatedly, no, his brother will definitely come back, and he will come back safely.

But in fact, she has no bottom in her heart. Now that the clues are broken, she has nothing to do. Like a headless fly, how can she find it out?

The next day, Song Qinghuan's whole body was as frosty as eggplant.

She was lying on the table, with one hand resting on her chin, the other boringly fiddling with the phone in her hand, her eyes staring at the fuzzy picture on the computer screen.

In the picture, there are two men standing with their backs on their backs, and a man with a hood. Most of his face is covered and he can't see his appearance at all.

This is the plain, one of the photos I took, which is the more vague one that was left behind when Li Wei and her WeChat account.

She fell into deep contemplation, and her two thick eyebrows gradually pulled together.

The only way now is to put this more vague picture on the company's forum, so that the person who grabbed her photo knows that she still has a photo.

Send it anonymously. Anyone who needs to know will know that she sent it, and will also assume that she still has photos, so they will definitely find her again.

It's just that if she is erbium again this time, she may not be as simple as being robbed of the bag.