Looking for her?
Bai Jing responded and followed him out of the classroom.
The man had a stubbled face, was dusty, and looked tired, as if he had just finished a long adventure.
Bai Jing took the initiative to step forward and say hello.
"Editor-in-Chief Liu."
Liu Qingxin raised his head and looked at Bai Jing with eyes that lit up. He was about to say something to her when he saw someone peeking from behind. The words that were about to come out of his mouth suddenly stopped.
Bai Jing looked at his reaction, had some guesses in her mind, and turned to look in Lu Liang's direction.
"Lu Liang."
When Lu Liang heard Bai Jing calling him, he jumped over immediately, "Hey! What's the matter, Sister Jing?"
Bai Jing took out a banknote from her pocket.
...
...
"Could you please go to the store and bring me a bottle of water?"
Lu Liang glanced at Liu Qingxin, who looked like a refugee, with an expression that said "I understand", then he took the money and ran out.
"What's our relationship? It's no big deal. I'll be back soon. Wait for me!"
After he left, Bai Jing looked at Liu Qingxin again with a calm expression.
"Did you find anything?"
After returning from Nanzhen, Bai Jing was still very concerned about the dream she had that night.
I took advantage of the previous opportunity to ask the other party to help investigate.
Liu Qingxin always found Bai Jing's overly calm behavior very strange no matter how many times he saw it, and he was even more determined that he must not make enemies with her.
He exhaled lightly and lowered his voice.
"It happened about 16 or 17 years ago. Your village is remote, so there isn't much news in town. I've asked a lot of my friends in the same field, but it seems that there wasn't much coverage at the time, and even fewer people knew about it."
Bai Jing frowned slightly and didn't respond.
"After that, I stayed in the village for a few days. After all, you ranked first in the mock exam, so I said I wanted to learn about your family background. I asked many people for information, but what they knew was basically the same."
Liu Qingxin observed her expression and spoke cautiously, "It just said that the rain lasted for several days and several people died, including your... mother."
Qin Xin.
Although Bai Jing had the original owner's memories, she was just a child less than two years old at that time. Those memories were vague and she didn't have much impression of her.
The villagers took the original owner's feelings into consideration and never mentioned it in front of her.
It was only later when I grew up that I gradually learned about this matter.
These were the information Bai Jing already knew, and there were no more details she wanted to know.
Bai Jing pursed her lips slightly and was about to say thank you to the other party when she heard Editor-in-Chief Liu speak mysteriously.
"Although I was unable to help you find out the truth about this matter, I accidentally discovered another thing... It's about your brother."
Bai Jing paused and raised her eyelids.
Before he could say anything else, Lu Liang came running back with a bottle of water, a little pride on his face.
"Sister Jing! I'm back! Look if I'm so fast! Come on and praise me for being so fast!"
Bai Jing raised her eyebrows. Since the other party had a request, she kindly cooperated.
“Too fast.”
Lu Liang got the affirmation, put his hands on his hips, raised his head and laughed, "Hahaha!"
Liu Qingxin looked at Bai Jing's innocent smile, then glanced at the silly young man next to him. The corners of his mouth rose and fell, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Bai Jing took the bottle of water and handed it directly to Liu Qingxin, nodding slightly.
"Thank you for the trip."
Liu Qingxin thought that they would not be able to finish the conversation in a short time, and this was not a suitable place to talk about that kind of thing, so he took the bottle of water from Bai Jing and told her that she could come to the newspaper office to find him at any time.
Before leaving, he took out a note from his arms and handed it to Bai Jing.
After watching Editor-in-Chief Liu leave, Bai Jing opened the note, which had only one line of words on it.
Bai Wenwu, blood type B.
On the weekend, Bai Jing went back to her uncle's house.
Qin Yang happened to be sorting out old things, and Bai Jing took the opportunity to ask him about his mother.
"Xiao Xin."
Qin Yang looked away, with a look of nostalgia on his face, "She is such a good girl..."
The pebble engraved with a familiar name fell into the lake called memory, creating ripples of stories.
It was also from Qin Yang's mouth that the vague impressions in Bai Jing's mind gradually became more three-dimensional.
She is gentle, beautiful, considerate, kind and very enthusiastic.
She cooks delicious food, is very skillful, always has a smile on her face, and has many friends around her.
She was not actually that smart and had not been to school much. She could read a little, but her math was terrible. She always made losses in business, which made Qin's father very angry.
"Oh, right," Qin Yang seemed to remember something, rummaged through the box, and found an old black-and-white photo, "Look here, this is the photo we took at the photo studio when I was about to go to college."
Bai Jing took the photo.
At first glance, I saw the girl in the middle. She was wearing a plain cloth shirt and had a happy smile on her face, like a shining little sun.
Her eyebrows and eyes are extremely beautiful, with gentle curves, making her look like a kind person who never gets angry.
Bai Jing was a little dazed for a moment.
It was like crossing a long period of time and space, watching her smiling at me.
"When you found out I had to go to school far away, you almost cried," Qin Yang smiled and pointed at her neck, "and there happened to be a small stall selling small accessories nearby, which cheered her up right away."
Bai Jing's eyes moved to it and she was stunned for a moment.
It was a hollow pendant in the shape of a beautiful copper coin, strung with a thin rope and hung around the girl's neck.
I seem to have seen it somewhere.
"Is this...silver?"
Qin Yang looked at her in surprise, then his eyes fell on the black and white photo in front of him, "You can see this?"
Bai Jing's eyes darkened.
She didn't tell from the photo.
But he had seen it once in the original owner's memory.
It’s in Bai Wenwu’s hands.
The next day, Bai Jing came to the North City Newspaper Office again.
After all, I made quite a noise last time I came here, and this time, as soon as I entered the gate, everyone looked over here.
"Bai...it's Bai Jing!"
"Did you come up with some false report again? They are here to settle the score!"
"No? Last time, everyone said good things about her..."
Liu Qingxin had just poured a cup of tea when a staff member suddenly rushed in. He was so scared that his hand shook and a few drops of water spilled out.
It just so happened that the manuscript that was to be reviewed this morning was placed on the table. Liu Qingxin hurriedly wiped the water off and scolded in an unpleasant tone.
"Why are you so impatient? Can you accomplish anything great?"
The clerk's lips trembled, "Kill, kill them!"
"What's coming?" Liu Qingxin put the manuscript aside to dry, picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, and said calmly, "Is it someone from Guangming Newspaper who's here to show up?"
"It's not them," the clerk said with difficulty, "It's... Bai Jing."
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