Chapter 87



Chapter 87

"I'm going out for a few days. There's an event on the comic platform, so it's like a sponsored trip."

At the dinner table, Chen He said to Song Zhou.

Song Zhou paused holding the spoon. "Are we allowed to bring family members?"

Chen He bared his teeth at him and said, "Give me a few days of freedom."

"Okay." Song Zhou said helplessly, "Be sure to be careful when you go out."

"Don't worry, the platform's staff will accompany you throughout the trip, and all your food, accommodation and transportation will be well arranged."

"That's good. Where are you going? Not abroad, right?" he asked worriedly.

"They are reluctant to leave. The activities are held in Lanzhou." Chen He said casually.

Song Zhou's movements froze again.

Chen He was afraid that he would become suspicious, so she quickly said, "Although it's a small city, the scenic spot is still very famous."

Song Zhou suppressed the emotion in his eyes and said with a smile, "They are too stingy."

"The platform has just made a little money, so we can't afford to go to a big city."

"When do we leave?"

"Tomorrow, the high-speed train will go there. There will be a pick-up station there."

"I'll go help you pack your luggage."

"Eat first!"

"I'm done eating, take your time."

Song Zhou entered the bedroom, took out his suitcase, opened the wardrobe door, and stood there for a long time without moving.

Lan Zhou.

As soon as he heard the place name, he knew Chen He was lying.

That nightmarish place.

He vaguely guessed what Chen He was going to do. He didn't want her to go.

But I knew I couldn't stop her.

*

The next day, Song Zhou took a special leave and drove their car to take Chen He to the high-speed rail station.

Before getting in the car, Chen He patted the hood and said, "Dear, let's go!"

It was a white, second-hand car. When they first got together, they were very short of money, so they bought it for about 10,000 yuan, and it had a manual transmission.

I originally planned to sell it and buy a new one when I had some savings.

I didn't expect this car to be so well behaved.

There were a lot of minor problems at first, but miraculously they became less and less as time went on.

Song Zhou usually cleans it very well, so it doesn't look like an old car at all.

So Chen He named it "Guaibao".

They drove the Guaibao to the train station. On the way, Song Zhou kept talking while driving.

"I've put all your medicines in the box. I've also put a heat pack in there. It's getting colder, so you absolutely mustn't let the injured area get cold.

"The neck pillow is in your backpack, you can wear it while sleeping in the car.

"If the food they provide is not good, don't eat it. Go to a better restaurant and have your meals cooked in a better way. Don't overwork yourself. Don't walk too much.

"I'm afraid the security in a small city is not very good. Don't go out at night and go to bed early. Be sure to lock the door at night and put a bottle."

Chen He looked at him with a smile: "I know, bleating little lamb."

Song Zhou pursed his lips and looked ahead, stopping bleating.

"Are you angry? I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Chen He hurriedly coaxed.

"No." Song Zhou said gloomily, "I just... am a little worried."

"Don't worry, I'll just be gone for a few days and will be back soon."

"Yeah." They had already arrived at the train station parking lot. Song Zhou parked the car and looked at her from the side, his eyes glued to her face. "Call me anytime if you need anything."

"Okay." Chen He leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, ruffling his curly hair.

Chen He, carrying a small bag and dragging a suitcase, waved her hand and walked into the ticket gate.

When he looked back, the noisy crowd had drowned out Song Zhou's figure.

Chen He sighed sweetly.

Oh, the little lamb is so clingy that people are worried about him whenever he goes out.

We have to find out about Lan Zhou's matter as soon as possible and come back early.

*

Qingde Auto Repair Shop.

Chen He got off the online taxi and looked at the sign not far away.

Before coming to Lanzhou, she tried to locate the location using her mobile phone navigation and easily locked it.

After arriving at Lanzhou yesterday afternoon, I checked into the chain hotel I had booked in advance and had a good night's rest. This morning, I took a taxi here.

This is the old town. A not-so-wide road passes through old houses and shops, and the auto repair shop is right next to the road.

The sign was covered in dust, standing in the autumn morning light.

It has been ten years since Qiu Song’s accident, and I don’t know if things and people have changed.

The repair workshop of the auto repair shop looked like a small factory. Chen He walked up the oil-stained concrete slope and into the open rolling door.

Chen He looked around but didn't see anyone, so he raised his voice: "Is the boss here?"

A muffled voice responded: "Here!"

The sound came from a car parked in the middle of the workshop, with its chassis supported by a jack and some tools scattered on the ground next to it.

Two thick legs in dirty overalls stretched out from under the car, and someone was busy working.

She squatted down and looked under the car. The man moved his strong arms that were covering his face, revealing his greasy face and a beard, looking fierce.

"Repair the car?" he asked.

"No, I want to ask the boss something."

"What's the matter?" He pushed the wrench back and asked while twisting it.

"Do you know Qiu Song?"

The man paused, and when he looked out again, his eyes were full of vigilance.

Chen He felt relieved: I found the right person.

The man asked, “What do you do?”

"I'm his sister's friend." Chen He said truthfully.

"His sister's friend...it's been ten years. I'm afraid he's come up with a new way to ask for money, right?"

This question made Chen He stunned. He said, "How could that be? Don't get me wrong, I just want to know about Qiu Song."

"What's there to talk about? Qiu Song got into trouble because he violated regulations. Not only did he kill himself, but he also blew down half of my roof and burned a client's car!"

He pointed his wrench diagonally toward the back of the house, "Look at the roof and the wall, you can still see it!"

Chen He looked in the direction he was going and saw that the back half of the roof, which was supported by steel beams, indeed had a boundary between the old and new parts.

"I'm busy repairing the car here, I don't have time to chat with you..." he said unhappily.

"It's okay, it's okay. We can just chat here. It won't interfere with your work. I brought you some fruit. Leave it here for now."

As he said this, he put the bag of fruit in his hand on the ground beside the car.

"Hey, you Nier..."

Chen He had already run far away, dragged a piece of cardboard over, spread it on the ground, and sat down cross-legged, tilting his face and smiling at the bottom of the car: "Boss, what's your name? What's your name?"

The man was carrying a gift and smiling, so the boss didn't want to be too rude, so he replied:

"My last name is Niu."

"Uncle Niu, can you tell me about Qiu Song?"

"Did his precious sister ask you to come? Why didn't she come herself?"

Chen He's smile faded and he fell silent.

Boss Niu waited for a while, then realized something was wrong. He backed out from under the car, sat up, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"She's gone." Chen He lowered his head and said softly.

Boss Niu showed a look of shock: "Qiu Song, that kid, always talks about his sister all the time. I thought that even though Qiu Song is gone, at least his sister is still alive. How come..."

Chen He lowered his head and remained silent.

Boss Niu asked her to sit at a small table and brewed jasmine tea in a large teapot.

Chen He brought the fruit she brought to the table, handed an orange to Boss Niu, and briefly told him about Qiu Yue.

She spoke very tactfully, hiding the cruel part, but Boss Niu was still stunned.

"Why do these two kids have such a miserable life!" Boss Niu slapped his thigh.

Chen He said sincerely, "Uncle Niu, I'm Qiu Yue's best friend. I don't mean anything else. I just want to know what happened to Qiu Yue's closest loved one."

Boss Niu sighed, "Qiu Song isn't from here. He was only seventeen when he came looking for work. I thought he looked like a small-time thug, so I didn't want him.

"But he said he had to earn money to support his sister's education. Plus, he was good at repairing cars, so I stayed. He paid 1,000 yuan a month, with room and board, but no food.

"At that time, the store only employed him. He was a very capable guy and could do the work of two people. He worked for me for half a year, and then... Alas." Boss Niu shook his head helplessly.

Chen He asked, "Do you have a photo of him?"

"No."

"What does he look like?"

"He's skinny, with a buzz cut, but actually looks quite energetic, like a..." He thought for a long time, "like a little stray dog, who can fight and bite at first sight. But, if you give him a bone, he'll follow you."

The image of a rebellious young man emerged in Chen He's mind.

She gestured at her wrist: "Does he wear a small peach pit on his hand?"

Boss Niu was surprised and said, "You know all this? That's right, it's a Chinese zodiac pig strung together with red string. He showed it off to me and said his sister made it for him."

Chen He asked, "Did he also wear it on the day of the accident?"

"He should be wearing it. He wouldn't be willing to take it off."

Chen He's expression changed slightly. If it had been worn, it would have been burned. But it was still in good condition, worn by someone.

What exactly happened in the meantime?

There must be something else behind the explosion.

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