Chapter 148 The person he likes is you
Tang Xueli walked onto the street and found that Chi Daben had really followed her, keeping a short distance from her, about ten meters away.
"How is Bong Lannie? Did the acupuncture help?"
Tang Xueli walked over and took the initiative to talk to Chi Daben.
"She said that her head felt quite comfortable during the acupuncture treatment, and it seemed to remain so at night after she returned home. It was only one treatment, so the effect may not be noticeable yet."
Chi Daben asked curiously, "Are you here to see reporter Yan?"
"Let me get to know the way first." Tang Xueli said with a relaxed expression, "You are very busy every day!"
He has to sharpen kitchen knives to make money, take care of Feng Lannie, and find time to follow her.
Chi Daben smiled bitterly and explained in a low voice: "Don't think I'm annoying, I have no choice, I have to listen to my eldest brother and take good care of you."
"Well... look after it." Tang Xueli smiled meaningfully. What a good way to look after it.
"Lanny was very sad yesterday." Chi Daben said suddenly.
"What's wrong?" Tang Xueli pretended to know nothing.
"That's right, that reporter, knowing that Lannie was having acupuncture in the room, didn't even go in to say hello or show concern." Chi Daben said, "When Lannie first heard reporter Yan's voice, she was so happy. She waited for a long time but couldn't hear what you were talking about. Finally, I went out to check and found out that you were all gone."
"Oh..." Tang Xueli turned her head and looked at Chi Daben: "Lan Ni likes reporter Yan?"
Chi Daben nodded with a sad face.
Tang Xueli smiled and said, "Then you have to work harder."
Chi Daben became excited when he heard this, "Do you think there is still hope for me?"
Of course there is no hope, at least that's what Tang Xueli thinks.
But the situation is not clear at the moment, and she has not figured out what kind of person Feng Lanni is, so she only said ambiguously: "Hope is something that people strive for."
It was a useless piece of nonsense, but Chi Daben understood a different truth from it.
People always interpret information that they need, want, or is beneficial to themselves from various very ordinary signals.
Chi Daben followed Tang Xueli to school.
"Do you have classes today?"
"Yes." Tang Xueli said, "There are also after-class discussions and class meetings."
Chi Daben: "Oh..."
"It's really hard to be Feng Biao's little brother." After Tang Xueli said this, she said hello to the uncle in the mail room and walked into the campus. She disappeared soon after.
The old man stared at Chi Daben warily.
Chi Daben walked to the tree nearby and waited for more than ten minutes. When he got bored, he ran to the back door on the east side and wandered around. He was thinking about Feng Lannie and couldn't hold on any longer. Thinking that Tang Xueli was in school all day, it was useless for him to wait outside, so he left.
Tang Xueli actually didn't have any classes today. She went back to the dormitory and read for an hour. After tidying up, she climbed over the south wall and left the campus.
At the intersection near the park, there was a man in his late twenties popping popcorn.
He had a white towel around his neck, his real name was unknown, and his nickname was Hare.
"Crack a pot of corn and add a saccharin tablet." Tang Xueli squatted beside him and handed him the money. Seeing that there were no other customers for the time being, she said directly: "Lao Yan's leg was injured, and he asked me to come and see you."
The man didn't even raise his head. He took the money slowly and went back to work. "Who is Lao Yan?"
Tang Xueli looked at him: "Reporter Yan."
"What reporter? I don't know him." The man said in a muffled voice, "You've got the wrong person."
This guy is pretty alert, which is a good thing.
Tang Xueli was not in a hurry and chatted with him for a while.
The man responded with a few words in a casual manner.
He pulled the lever of the bellows rhythmically with his left hand, turned the popcorn machine continuously with his right hand, and added coal to the stove from time to time.
The needle of the pressure gauge slowly rose. When it reached a certain value, the man stood up and shouted loudly: "It's going to ring! It's going to ring!"
Then he kicked the valve of the stove to open it. With a loud bang, popcorn rushed into the basket.
Tang Xueli picked up a small handful of popcorn. The popcorn was still hot. She blew on it, and after it cooled down, she put a few into her mouth.
It’s very sweet and fragrant, just like the taste of traditional popcorn in my memory.
"Why are you called Hare?" Tang Xueli showed no intention of leaving.
"Didn't reporter Yan tell you?" Hare sat back on the small stool, took out a cigarette and started smoking.
Tang Xueli smiled, "Do you admit that you know Reporter Yan?"
The hare turned his head and glanced at her, and it was the first time that they looked into each other's eyes.
"I'll ask you three questions about reporter Yan. If you answer them correctly, I'll believe that he called you here."
She was admitted as well.
Tang Xueli smiled and said, "Okay, ask."
"What does he like to eat?"
This is too simple. Tang Xueli said, "Baozi."
The hare thought for a moment and then asked, "Which unit does his father work for?"
The smile on Tang Xueli's face faded, and she said softly, "His father passed away. He was severely burned while saving someone, and he was not cured after half a year of treatment."
The hare was silent for longer this time, with a hint of sadness on his face.
"Who is the person that reporter Yan likes?"
Tang Xueli didn't know how to answer this last question.
She paused and said, "This is reporter Yan's privacy, I don't know much about it."
"The person he likes is you." The hare said with certainty.
Tang Xueli: "..."
"He told me about you," said the Hare.
Tang Xueli suddenly became curious, "How did you bring it up?"
This time the hare did not answer, but changed the subject and started talking about the small gambling den.
"The chess and card room I was watching was reported and closed in the early morning."
Tang Xueli frowned and asked, "Who reported it?"
The hare went to ask specifically, "A high school student must have had a quarrel with his parents, and in a fit of rage he went to the police station and asked the police to arrest his parents."
"..." Tang Xueli didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Luckily I ran fast, or I would have been caught." The hare said, "I may not have any new news recently. If one of their nests is busted, there won't be any new card rooms opening nearby for ten days or half a month. They hang out together at home, which is out of my control. It has little to do with what reporter Yan is investigating. But I will go over from time to time to take a look and get some information. Please tell reporter Yan that if there is any new news, I will pass it to him."
Tang Xueli nodded to show that she understood.
Before leaving, she asked the hare: "Are you on good terms with reporter Yan?"
Yan Jingshu even told this person who he liked, so the relationship must be special.
"Very good." The hare lowered his head and casually sorted out the things at hand.
Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Tang Xueli didn't ask any more questions and said goodbye and left.
She walked out two or three steps, and then she heard the hare add, "Reporter Yan's father saved my brother."
Tang Xueli stopped and turned to look at him.
"My brother died of illness two years ago." The hare smiled sadly, "My brother had a bad heart and was ill for many years. He was in great pain and his life was quite meaningless. Reporter Yan's father died saving a tuberculosis patient. It was not worth it."
Tang Xueli shook her head. "Whether it's worth it or not is not up to you to decide."
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