Big Liar
Xu Qiao was stunned for a moment, then whispered, "It's on the back of the card." He glanced at Song Yu, then quickly turned his head and continued in a low voice, "Didn't you see it?"
"No."
"How could that be? I clearly remember it was written on the back." Xu Qiao tried to recall it carefully, but it had been so long that he couldn't remember it for a moment. So he reached out and asked Song Yu, "Let me see that card."
"The card is not in my hand."
"Then where is it? Is it at your house?" Xu Qiao said as he stood up. "Then let's go to your house and take a look. Maybe I can remember the password by looking at the card."
“I didn’t take the card.”
"What's the meaning?"
"After I opened the thing, I took a look at it and then buried it back." Song Yu said in a calm voice.
"Why?"
Song Yu looked at him with a kind look, "I'm afraid that's not for me."
"But that's for you." Xu Qiao choked a little.
"You didn't say it yourself, so I'm not sure..."
"It's for you," Xu Qiao answered first. "I dug it out before I left and stuffed a bank card in it. There must be a password written on the back."
"Really?" Song Yuqiang suppressed the smile on his face and pretended to be calm. "Then what should I do? I didn't take it. Should I go dig it now?"
"Now?" Xu Qiao glanced at the time on his phone, which showed 9:25 pm.
The two looked at each other without saying a word. After a moment, they moved at the same time, turned around and ran quickly towards the nearest taxi.
"Xu Qiao, if you give me all the scrap metal, I won't let you go." Song Yu said deliberately with a smile in his voice.
Xu Qiao froze, turned around and said quickly, "It's not scrap metal, it's not..."
Then Xu Qiao suddenly remembered that he had nothing at hand at the time. He only put a film camera and a note in it.
“…”
"By the way." He heard Song Yu say, "Did you bury it deep enough? Do you need to buy a shovel?"
"Yes." Xu Qiao reacted quickly and said, "Go buy it. I'll wait for you here."
Song Yu felt a little strange, "Aren't you coming with me?"
"I have a stomachache. You go ahead, I'll take a break for a while." Xu Qiao waved his hand.
Just as he finished speaking, he saw Song Yu walking towards him with a worried look on his face, "Does it hurt a lot? Then I'll take you to the hospital first, or we can have the thing removed tomorrow."
"I'm going today. I'm not in too much pain. It will be fine after a while. Go buy a shovel. I'll wait for you here."
Seeing that there was nothing unusual on his face, Song Yu told him to sit aside and rest, then walked away.
When she came back, Xu Qiao was still standing there waiting for her, but he seemed to be breathing very fast and it seemed like he was sweating so much.
"Are you sure you're okay now?" Song Yu asked worriedly.
"No problem." Xu Qiao pushed her calmly and brought the shovel she bought over. "Let's go."
They took a taxi and sat in the car, enjoying the evening breeze to calm their overly excited heartbeats.
Xu Qiao seemed to have remembered something and asked carefully, "Didn't you open it at that time? There was nothing else in it..."
"Hmm?" Song Yu looked down at the driver's GPS, and without looking up, "It happened a long time ago. I forgot what else was inside except the bank card."
"...It's okay." Xu Qiao said with a smile, "It's not something important. It might have been damaged by insects and rats."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Qiao felt Song Yu glance at him and said, "Really?"
"Yeah." The cardboard box in his left trouser pocket pricked his thigh, itching a little. "But that's not necessarily the case."
The two soon arrived at the old site of the sanatorium.
Xu Qiao stood there looking at the wasteland calmly. Noticing that he didn't look surprised, Song Yu knew that he must have known about the report and investigation of the sanatorium a long time ago.
She lifted her leg to step over the calf-high weeds beside her. "Not long after you left, this place was reported. I don't know if it's bad luck, but no one has developed it in all these years, and it's still as it was."
"That's how it should be."
Song Yu turned his head and asked him, "Huh? What did you just say?"
"It's okay." Xu Qiao followed him across the weeds, carrying the iron rope. "Do you remember where I buried that thing before?"
Even though he had been here before, Song Yu's mood was very different now that he came here with Xu Qiao.
When she came for the first time, she felt extremely calm, as if she had completely become a bystander of the past and it no longer aroused any emotions in her.
This is how the place should be, dilapidated and deserted. The tall buildings that once shocked me have become abandoned buildings covered with green vines.
She left after digging something up, without staying here for even a second. There was no need to pay any more attention to something that had already passed.
However, this time, looking at Xu Qiao standing next to her, she felt that time passed too slowly and too quickly.
It was too slow, so much time had already passed since they met. It was also too fast, so much time had already passed like a torrential flood, leaving her and Xu Qiao standing here now.
"Is it here?" Xu Qiao walked to the tree first, and was tentatively digging the soil in various suspected places with the shovel in his hand.
"Didn't you bury it yourself?" Song Yu walked over and asked.
"It's been so long that I can't remember clearly."
She squatted down and pretended to grope on the ground, then asked casually, "I heard that you left in the afternoon that day? But it seems like your family came to pick you up in the morning, right?"
"I remember that the first thing in the box wasn't a bank card."
Xu Qiao was diligently digging nearby. He paused and turned his head to answer, "Indeed, I left in the afternoon. Some paperwork wasn't completed. That's when I put the bank card in."
Xu Qiao: "I took out the things I had put in there originally. They were useless. Besides the bank card, I also put other things in there."
"Really?"
"Yeah." Xu Qiao nodded, bending over and fiddling with the iron tongs in his hand. "It should be able to be dug out soon. Go sit over to the side."
Not long after, Song Yu heard Xu Qiao calling her. When she walked over, Xu Qiao was squatting on the ground with the iron clamp thrown aside casually. He was holding the rusty box in his hand. The lock was covered with rust and looked difficult to open.
He patted the dirt on it with his hand. Song Yu stood by and watched, "Can this be opened? It's already rusted."
Xu Qiao didn't say anything. He put his finger on the lock and gently picked it open. When he opened it, Song Yu accidentally glanced at his fingers. They were already covered with mud and there were several red marks on them due to the force.
She felt a little strange. It didn't seem like she used much force, so how could her fingers be squeezed like this?
Until she saw Xu Qiao take out a brand new necklace that shone with beautiful luster, and then took out a narrow rose gold bracelet inlaid with fine diamonds, "..."
Xu Qiao wiped the sweat from his forehead without leaving a trace. He only had time to buy these two things. She must like them.
"You..." Song Yu said with difficulty, "You left these two things for me at that time?"
Xu Qiao nodded calmly and said calmly, "This box is well sealed and looks quite new." After that, he was about to hand it to Song Yu, "Take a look."
Unexpectedly, after Song Yu took it, he didn't even glance at the two items. He stared at the remaining items in the box and said, "What about the others? Take them out and let me see."
After giving away the two tricky items, Xu Qiao took out the rest without any burden: a folded note, a film camera, and a bank card.
As soon as he took out the note, Xu Qiao realized something was wrong. The paper looked too new. It had been buried deep underground for several years. Normal paper would turn yellow, but this one still looked brand new and bright white. He was not confident that the preservation ability of the box he buried could keep things as new as new for so long.
"There's something wrong with this note." Xu Qiao said to Song Yu while rubbing the paper. "After all these years, how come it still looks so new?"
"Could it be that this box has been dug out by a thief?" Song Yu looked a little worried when he heard this, and then shook the things in his hand, "Then why haven't these things been stolen? Could it be..."
"I definitely didn't see it." Xu Qiao spoke first.
"...Yeah." Song Yu said, "Probably."
"Then open it and see if the note is the same one you wrote before."
Xu Qiao put down the box and held the thin piece of paper. He didn't know if this note was the one he wrote, but if it was, he was a little nervous about opening it in front of Song Yu.
He slightly turned his body to block it, slowly unfolded the note facing himself, and said, "Big liar."
Xu Qiao was startled and instantly closed the paper, then unfolded it again, "Big liar."
Close it, then open it again, 'Big Liar.'
His lips trembled uncontrollably, and he closed the paper and said hesitantly, "It says..."
Song Yu stood there, hugging his chest and looking at him with a half-smile, "What's written on it, you big liar."
Xu Qiao's heart sank. Before he could react, a figure rushed towards him, turned around and jumped onto his back. Two slender arms crossed from behind him and strangled his neck. A sinister voice, gritting its teeth, came from behind him, "Finally, we caught you, a big liar!"
It was not until this moment that Song Yu seemed to really express her emotions openly. She was angry and furious. She had gone through so much trouble, originally wanting to play a good trick on Xu Qiao, but at this moment she felt the anger that had been suppressed after she knew about it.
"I told you not to lie to me, I told you not to lie to me, I told you not to lie to me." Song Yu kept making trouble on Xu Qiao's back angrily. Xu Qiao awkwardly lifted up her two legs that were moving around behind her, lowered his head and said nothing.
Song Yu made a fuss, but he didn't react at all. He couldn't help but think that he might have said something too harsh. Xu Qiao felt uncomfortable, so he quickly put away his previous posture, jumped off Xu Qiao's back, bent down and stretched his head to look at him.
However, as soon as he stretched his head over, Song Yu saw a pair of curved smiling eyes and upturned corners of the mouth.
“…”
"Hey, how dare you laugh?" Song Yu slapped Xu Qiao on the shoulder.
"I'm sorry, but I'm really happy." Xu Qiao raised his head with a smile in his eyes, "I thought you didn't care about me at all."
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