Chapter 3 Chapter 2 My Story Has Never Been Told

The acquaintance with Qiuyue was accidental.Ten days ago, in order to feel the charm of Beijing during the Olympic Games, I brought my 5-year-old daughter Taozi to Beijing and stayed at my brother's house.My brother, brother and daughter-in-law are very busy with work. Before I came here, I decided not to cause trouble to them as much as possible. I didn't need them to accompany me. I took Taozi to play all over Beijing by myself.Not long after my daughter was born, I quit my job as a newspaper reporter and became a full-time mother.After Taozi went to kindergarten, I started trying to write.I registered a blog on Sina two years ago, called "Yayu's Sky", and posted my novels, travel notes, essays, etc. on it.The number of clicks on my blog is not high, but I have gradually accumulated a group of like-minded bloggers.My blogger friends stretch across the world, from Inner Mongolia to the north, Shenzhen to the south, Shanghai to the east, and Kunming to the west.After arriving in Beijing, I got in touch with a blogger named Xiaofeng, and made an appointment to meet in a restaurant in Houhai.During the dinner, she heard that I stayed in Beijing for a long time, so she recommended to me a fun place around Beijing, saying that last week their classmates organized a trip to a resort in the Bashang Grassland, and she also took her daughter to go there during the day You can ride horses, swim in the lake, and stay in a yurt at night, which is quite fun.Speaking of which, Xiaofeng took out a stack of photos from her bag to show me, which happened to be the photos she had just developed that day.Go to the grassland?I am interested.The photo attracted Taozi, she saw a photo of Xiaofeng riding a horse with her daughter and shouted: "Mom, I want to go to the grassland to ride a horse too!"

"It's more than 300 kilometers away from Beijing. It's more convenient to go with a travel agency. If you want to go, I can introduce you to the tour guide who took us there last time. Her name is Qiuyue. It seems that she is affiliated with a big travel agency. Then Pick up the group by myself. Our classmates have been looking for her when we go out for activities several times. This time I went to the grassland with another classmate and took the child, and she took good care of the child." Xiaofeng said. Xiaofeng gave me Qiuyue's number and said he would call her tomorrow.I save this number.At that time, I never thought that this would be the beginning of this story. The acquaintance with this female tour guide led to the birth of this novel.

I got in touch with Qiuyue the next day.On the phone, she was very enthusiastic, saying that since she is Xiaofeng's friend, the tour fee can be discounted.The price she quoted was a little lower than I expected, so she gladly made the deal.The first time I saw Qiuyue was when she and a middle-aged man went to my younger brother's house to collect tour fare.After collecting the money, she gave me a receipt, wrote us the time and place of the next day's gathering and the license plate number of the tour bus, and then left.After they left, the sister-in-law asked worriedly, "I've never heard of the name of this travel agency, is it legitimate? Don't be fooled."

"It was introduced by a friend, so it should be fine." I answer.I didn't even verify the identities of these two people just now, so I handed over the money to them.If Xiaofeng can be trusted, then the person she introduced to me will not be a liar.Although Xiaofeng and I only met once, I trust my intuition.I looked at the business card she gave me just now, with the words "Qiuyue (Manager)" printed on it. "Qiuyue" doesn't seem like a real name, but I don't care.I guess those who need to distribute their business cards will usually give themselves an alias, which is the same as actors' stage names and netizens' online names.When we met for the first time, I didn't have a special feeling for her, and I couldn't even tell her age.She belongs to the kind of person who has a vague sense of age, and any number between 28 and 38 years old is similar.It's like Cai Ming, who often performs skits in the Spring Festival Gala, can play a girl in a miniskirt, and become an aunt if he dyes his hair white.I found out later that what I joined was not her group.A group company organized employees to go there for activities, and her friend picked up the group. She happened to be going to the resort to discuss cooperation. When she found out that there were still seats in the car, she plugged us in.In other words, she had something to do when she went to the resort, and she took us there just by the way.The fee we charged was just a cost, she didn't make any money.I believed her words, and the story that happened later proved that I was the one who made money from this trip.

The experience of playing in the resort has nothing to do with the theme of the novel, so I will ignore it.Although the scenery of the resort is mediocre, it is far from the grassland scenery I imagined of "the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep", but the items promised on the itinerary-living in a yurt, riding a horse, eating roasted whole sheep, and a bonfire party are all different. Few have come true.Along with her was Wei Yuan, the middle-aged man who came to my brother's house with her to pay the fee the night before. He was also Qiuyue's partner, and the position on his business card was also the manager of "Yuanyue Safe Journey".There are more than 60 people in our group. They are all colleagues from the same unit and have their own tour guides.My daughter and I intervened and did not participate in their group activities. Qiuyue and Wei Yuan led us to act alone throughout the whole process.After dinner that day, the four of us went for a walk together and walked into a birch forest.I was immediately fascinated by these tall, clean and beautiful birch trees.Taozi ran to a tree, hugged the trunk and exclaimed in surprise: "Look, mom, these trees have eyes!" No, there are many black knots growing on the white trunks, like black ones. Looking from a distance, it seems that there are countless bright eyes watching us quietly.

"It's so beautiful! It's the first time I've walked into a real birch forest." I couldn't help humming the song "Birch Forest" by Pu Shu softly. "Birch trees mainly grow in the north and can be seen everywhere in my hometown." Qiuyue replied. "Qiuyue, where are you from?" I asked. "It's in Jilin, Northeast China. My father works in the Forestry Bureau, and there are birch forests everywhere near the forest farm." Qiuyue replied. "You are from Jilin, and your northeast accent is not strong. I was just guessing where you are from. Although you look like a northerner, you speak with a bit of our southern accent." I said.

"Your ears are really sensitive. I have lived in Guangdong for more than 20 years and grew up in a Cantonese environment. I have lived in the north for ten years. I usually try to avoid showing a southern accent when I speak. I didn't expect you to recognize it. .” Qiuyue said. I smiled: "Your Mandarin is already very standard, I judged it from your individual words and accent." "After all, you are well-informed." Qiuyue also smiled. The summer wind passes through the birch forest, blowing the blue leaves "squeaky".The air in the woods is fresh, with the faint smell of green grass and wild flowers.Such a dusk gives people a very beautiful feeling, and it brings the four of us who are walking together closer together.Qiuyue wore a white short-sleeved sports suit and high-top sneakers that day, looking very young.She and Taozi hit it off very well, but within a long time, she had already conquered Taozi. Taozi kept holding her hand, not even wanting me.I remember she seemed to tell me that she was married, so she asked casually, "Qiuyue, do you have any children?"

"No." Qiuyue was squatting under the tree to pick flowers for Taozi, without looking up at me. "Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were so good at coaxing children, I thought..." I explained.Then asked, "How long have you been married?" "Almost two years." Qiuyue stood up and replied calmly, and handed the daisy in her hand to Taozi. "How old are you this year?" I know it's not polite to ask like this, I'm usually not such a badass, but for some reason, I feel very kind to Qiuyue, and I can't help but want to know more. "35 years old." Qiuyue replied indifferently.

"If you want to have children, you have to hurry up. After 35 years old, you are an advanced maternal age." I said. "Yeah, but this kind of thing can only go with the flow." Qiuyue seemed unwilling to continue discussing this topic, and instead asked me: "I heard Xiaofeng said that you are a reporter and a writer, right?" "I used to work in a newspaper for a few years, and then I resigned. Now I can be regarded as a freelance writer." I replied. "My biggest dream when I was a child was to become a reporter. Unfortunately, I have never realized it in my life. However, I still have a special kind of intimacy when I see a reporter. So as soon as Xiaofeng introduced you to me, I became interested. I must Let you go." Qiuyue said.

"I see, thank you. I have participated in so many tour groups, but I have never enjoyed this kind of service. Two tour guides accompany the two of us. It is an absolute VIP treatment." I said with a smile. Wei Yuan has been following Qiuyue and rarely speaks, so he also smiled at this moment.Walking out of the birch forest, we came to the Lightning Lake.By the lake, we saw a very magnificent sunset and sunset.After dark, I saw another round of bright moon slowly rising.The moon on the grassland was much larger than usual, as if the sun that had just set down had changed its face and climbed up again.To see such scenery, this trip is worth it anyway.Later, Qiuyue told me that as soon as she entered the birch forest that day, her heart beat suddenly, and a button in her mind was pressed, connecting with the past 15 years ago.

When watching the sunset and sunset with us by Lightning Lake, her heart was overwhelmed.When the moon rises, the three of us are admiring the beauty of the bright moon in the grassland, only her heart is sad, and she wants to cry but has no tears.I admit that I didn't notice her sadness at all at the time. She concealed her heart very well, and her speech and behavior did not reveal the slightest flaw.When she told me this, I carefully recalled the scene at that time, and indeed for half a minute, she was silent and solemn when she looked at the moon.I blushed at my insensitivity.But Qiuyue went on to say that because of that evening, when her heart was ups and downs, I stood beside her all the time, which made her have a good impression and trust in me, so she decided to tell her own story to me.The following passage of Qiuyue gave me great comfort. We started our return journey at 3pm the next day.Everyone was tired from playing, and soon after getting in the car, most of them began to fall asleep, and Taozi quickly fell asleep in my arms.Qiuyue and Wei Yuan sat across the aisle from us, she chatted with me for a while, after Taozi went to bed, she stopped talking to me.Soon I also fell asleep in a daze.I woke up once in the middle, and saw Qiuyue also fell asleep, with her head tilted on Wei Yuan's shoulder.Wei Yuan didn't fall asleep, but closed his eyes and fell asleep.From time to time, he opened his eyes to look at Qiuyue beside him, and tried his best to match his shoulders with Qiuyue's sleeping position so that she could sleep more comfortably.It suddenly occurred to me that "Yuanyue Ping An Journey" was named after a homonym of a word in their names.The relationship between the two of them may not be as simple as just partners.Through these two days of getting along, I feel that their relationship is very good.This kind of "goodness", in addition to being interpreted as a tacit understanding and harmony between partners, is it also mixed with an affair between a man and a woman?Imagining what I see is a habit I have had since I started writing.I have a good impression of Qiuyue. I feel that she is capable of handling affairs, good at communicating with people, has a sense of responsibility, and looks good.But this is the characteristic of almost all tour guides. I have participated in many tour groups, and the female tour guides I met all have good looks, can speak well, and are good at gaining the trust of tourists.Compared with them, Qiuyue is more sincere and generous, and she is probably the best in this industry. Three hours later, the tourist bus began to enter the city of Beijing.At that time, I thought that the fate with Qiuyue ended here.If it hadn't been for the accident later, Qiuyue and I, like most people who meet by chance, would go our separate ways and forget each other in the rivers and lakes. The car drove into the Fifth Ring Road, and people began to get out of the car.I didn't know where was the most convenient place to get off the bus and go back to my brother's house, so I asked Qiuyue.Qiuyue said, find a place closest to the subway station and let's get off together.So we got off at an intersection outside the Fourth Ring Road. As soon as I got out of the car, Taozi yelled that I was hungry. I saw that it was already 6:30 in the afternoon, and it was past dinner time when I got back to my younger brother’s house. I proposed to have dinner together to thank them for taking care of our mother and daughter in the past two days.We found a small restaurant on the side of the road and went in.After eating, I found that my mobile phone was lost. Then, there was the legendary scene where she helped me recover my phone.Only then did I see the hidden legend hidden behind her.The day after I got my phone back, I left a message for Qiuyue on QQ, asking to send her a photo.A few days ago, I took a few photos of her and Wei Yuan when I took a walk with them on the dam.She quickly responded with a smiley face.After posting the photos, I said that I hope we can meet again and have a good chat before I leave Beijing.She replied vaguely, saying that she would talk about it when she was free. Later, she said that she wanted to read my work, so I gave her the link to the shortly published novel "A Man's Alluring Love", which is being serialized on Sina Reading Channel, and also sent her my blog address.Two days later, on August 8, the Beijing Olympic Games, which the whole world is looking forward to, will open on this day.In the morning, I received a text message from Qiuyue. She said she was free today and was near Wangjing, where I was, and asked if I could come out for a chat.I was very excited when I saw her number, so I made an appointment to meet her at a nearby cafe in half an hour.I arrived early at the cafe called Blue Dream.The cafe is small in scale, decorated very petty bourgeoisie, the light inside is dim, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance.The waitress in an English-style skirt led me to a booth in the corner, took out a lighter and lit the red candle on the coffee table.After a while, Qiuyue came in.She was wearing a black silk short-sleeved dress and long, curly hair, so different from the ponytail and tracksuit three days earlier that I almost didn't recognize her.We were both happy to see each other again.She sat down smiling, looked around, and said it was a really nice place to chat. "Yes. You see, we are still the first group of customers today." I said. At this time, the waiter came over with the list, and I ordered two cappuccinos and a plate of pistachios. "I went out to take the subway this morning. When I looked at the name of the station, I saw the words Wangjing Station. I remembered that you lived nearby, so I got off at Wangjing Station. I just texted you at the subway station .” "Are you still going out to run errands today? The Olympic Games will start tonight, and many units are on holiday." I said. "I'm looking for my daughter." "Your daughter?" I was taken aback. I remembered that she clearly said she had no children last time. "Yes, I have a daughter who will be 14 this month." Qiuyue said softly. "Are you 14 years old?" This age surprised me even more. Her daughter is 14 years old, which means she became a mother at the age of 21, which is not common among modern urban women. "Because we were not familiar with each other last time, I lied, I'm sorry." Qiuyue explained. She opened her purse, took a photo from her wallet and handed it to me.A girl with a pretty face and a black T-shirt sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the camera with some melancholy, her expression had a sense of maturity and vicissitudes that did not match her age. "It looks like a big girl already." After I read it, I returned the photo to Qiuyue.Intuition tells me that this child's life experience is more complicated.She has been married for less than two years, but has a 14-year-old daughter. "This is a photo from last year, and now she is taller than me." Qiuyue said. "What happened to the baby?" I asked. "Guoguo, that's my daughter. She hasn't been home for three days. I managed to find her last night. She was with a boy she met on the Internet. She came here from Wenzhou to find her. My name is Guoguo. If I go home with me, she refuses, saying that she wants to accompany the boy to watch the Olympic Games, and she will go home after the boy left Beijing. I talked about it and almost beat her, so she agreed to go back with me today. But early this morning, the two of them slipped together and turned off the phone." Qiuyue said. Although the cafe is dimly lit, even by candlelight, I can see the obvious dark circles under Qiuyue's haggard eyes.The coffee arrived quickly and was steaming hot on the table. "Where did you find them yesterday?" I asked.Gently stir the coffee with a small spoon. "A star-rated hotel. This boy is only 18 years old this year. His family runs a shoe factory in Wenzhou, the so-called rich second generation. He told his family that he was coming to Beijing to watch the Olympics, and he stole his father's credit card and flew here. For a few days, he took Guoguo to high-end places, spent a lot of money, and I don’t know how much money he spent. You didn’t see the child’s appearance, he looked like a kid in the underworld, thin and pale, with colorfully dyed hair, like a bra A colorful bird's nest walks. At such a young age, he has become a big smoker. He has been smoking all the time and dared to blow smoke rings in front of me. Tell me, what good results can Guoguo get out of mixing with such a boy? ?” Qiuyue said, her voice trembling.That's right, that's what I'm most afraid of when raising a daughter. "How are you going to find them?" I asked. "It can't be helped. I've been calling them and they're both turned off." After Qiuyue finished speaking, she reluctantly took out her mobile phone and dialed it. "Still turned off." Qiuyue gritted her teeth and put down the phone. "Where's Guoguo's father?" I asked tentatively. "Dead." Qiuyue replied. I was taken aback for a moment and didn't ask any further questions.I think Qiuyue asked me out for a chat today, just to find someone to confide in her troubles.I don't know where she plans to go with my friend who is not yet familiar with me, let her decide for herself. "Actually..." Qiuyue hesitated and then said, "Actually, Guoguo's father is still alive and dead, and his whereabouts are unknown." "Ah? What's going on?" I asked. "I read your blog, and also read your serialized novels on the Internet. I saw it in the middle of the night the night before yesterday. Your writing and personality have moved me. I want to make you my friend and tell you my story .” Qiuyue raised her head, looked at me and said. "Thank you for your trust. Your figure has been hovering in my heart for the past few days. I know you must not be an ordinary woman. I also want to know what unusual experiences and stories you have." I understand that the story Qiuyue is going to tell me is extraordinary. As for why she is willing to reveal her absolute privacy to me, a person who has little contact with me, I think of a passage written by Maugham in "Some things that people don't tell others , indeed would tell a writer. Although I am a fledgling and not well-known writer, I couldn't help but feel secretly happy when I heard that Qiuyue trusted me so much. I didn't expect things to develop so smoothly in the direction I hoped. "Do you believe in fate?" Qiuyue asked suddenly. "Fate? I sometimes believe it. There is a mysterious force in the universe that influences our lives. For example, two roads appear in front of us at the same time. Different choices will lead to different fates. You take one of them instead of the other. One, this is fate." I paused and answered slowly. "It's a writer after all, and he expressed what I've been thinking about so quickly. When I was pregnant with Guoguo back then, it was a multiple-choice question whether to stay or get rid of her. I chose to stay and give birth to her. The fate of my life was changed. Guoguo is now a girl with problems. I often struggle to solve her problems and suffer from heart failure. I regret that I insisted on bringing her into this world. It's useless to complain about my fate. I can only comfort myself like this, or I will collapse a long time ago." Qiuyue said. "What happened back then?" I asked, guessing in my heart that it was a story about an innocent girl who was abandoned from beginning to end. "I have always told outsiders that Guoguo is the child of my brother (I later learned that the brother she mentioned is a child of her adoptive mother's family, and the two have no blood relationship). After he sacrificed, I found out that I was pregnant. In order to comfort my adoptive mother, I gave birth to her. In order to give birth to Guoguo, I did not hesitate to leave the organization and ruin my own future. But in fact, when Guoguo was half a year old, I already knew that Guoguo was not me Brother’s child, and I can never find her biological father.” I was taken aback by Qiuyue's words, and it took me a while to digest the meaning of her words. "What was your identity at that time?" Qiuyue used the word "sacrifice" when describing her brother's death, and mentioned "organization", so I have this question. Qiuyue took out a pen from her bag, took an advertising leaflet from the coffee table, and wrote a line in the blank space.Although I have been a reporter for five years and have interviewed people of various identities, I can be considered well-informed, but I was still very shocked when I saw that line of writing. "This is very similar to the plot in the novel." I said suspiciously. A few years ago, the writer Hai Yan wrote a novel, which was later adapted into a movie and a TV series. The actor Sun Li, who played the heroine An Xin in the TV series, became a hit in this drama, and now he has become a hot movie star. . "When I watched it back then, I was also shocked. This plot is indeed similar to my situation back then. When I saw the part where her son was killed by his biological father, I burst into tears. Later, when I thought about it, her son was actually dead. It’s okay, if she is as up and down as she is, she can’t provide a good environment for her child to grow up. The child will definitely be a problem boy when he grows up. In the future, she will regret just like me for bringing him into the world in a foolish way. Evil seed is evil seed. Not producing good fruits is my experience over the past few years." Qiuyue said. "Did your experience back then be the same as An Xin's?" I asked. "No. Except for the misunderstanding of the child's father, everything else is completely different. An Xin is happier than me. She has a father and a mother, and she has received the sincere love of two men. But I didn't even know what my mother looked like since I was a child. And I never got true love..." Qiuyue's voice choked up, she covered her face with her hands, and big drops of tears flowed from her fingers. I looked at Qiuyue who suddenly lost control of her emotions, and I didn't know how to comfort her for a while.I handed Qiuyue a tissue.She took it and wiped her eyes. "I'm really sorry, I lost my temper just now. In fact, I seldom cry. I was trained as a person not to cry casually when I was a child and a teenager, and to control my emotions quietly. But these two years, because of Guoguo, I lost my I have more tears than in the previous 30 years, seeing her go down the wrong path, but I have no ability to hold her back, the pain in my heart, the regret, no one can understand..." "I have a daughter too, I can understand." I shook her hand on the coffee table. "No, a woman like you who lives in happiness will not understand. Guoguo can't compare with your Taozi. Taozi is the sweetheart of your husband and wife. Every bit of her growth is under your watchful eyes. Next, so she will not be very rebellious in the future. And Guoguo, who was sent away the day before the full moon, spent her childhood without father and mother. My life has been bumpy, two years Before I got married and came to Beijing to settle down, I took her to live with me. At this time, she had already contracted many bad habits: she didn't like studying, lying, and swearing. She went to a middle school in the suburbs, and My father-in-law and mother-in-law live together, because of her, the house is often noisy, and it is difficult for me to be in the middle. The nature of my work often requires business trips. As long as I am not at home, she will go to Internet cafes to surf the Internet and often play until midnight. She Except for asking me for money, she rarely took the initiative to talk to me. I beat her up once, and she looked at me with hateful eyes and said: Mom, where were you when I was young? You only take care of me now, already It's too late! This sentence pierced my heart..." Qiuyue's eyes turned red again when she said this. "Tell me slowly, what was the situation back then, how did you join the organization, under what circumstances did you become pregnant with Guoguo, and how did you become a tour guide later?" Looking at the heartbroken Qiuyue, I asked cautiously.Qiuyue stared at the half cup of coffee on the table, and did not answer for a long time.After a long time, after picking up the cup and taking a big sip of coffee, he looked up at me with determination, "My story has never been told to anyone, even my husband knows nothing about my past. But today I think Let me tell you, those past events are weighing on my heart, and they are about to crush me..." "Thank you for trusting me so much. Take your time and see if I can give you a little help." I said. Qiuyue nodded, and slowly began to speak. We sat in the cafe for seven hours that day and refilled our coffee four times.During Qiuyue's narration, I covered my mouth several times to suppress the almost scream.At 8 o'clock in the evening, the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games started on time.With the sound of gun salutes, brilliant fireworks bloomed in the sky, illuminating the night sky in Beijing.About billions of people around the world are watching the live broadcast of the opening ceremony on TV this night.My younger brother and his family were engrossed in watching it, but I was the only one who couldn't concentrate on the TV screen and couldn't help but wander off.I thought about how many security personnel the country had sent for this moment, and how many people with special missions were secretly operating.They are bats in the dark, destined not to see the sun.That night, I had a dream in which countless bats were flying, their eyes shining in the dark night.A bat flew in front of me, looked at me sadly, and wept silently.When I woke up the next day, I still remembered the dream last night. I knew that the crying bat was Qiuyue.She told me that the badge of the Secret Service she joined was the bat.She also told me that her real name is Chen Jiao.A week later, Taozi and I left Beijing to go home.I updated my Beijing travelogue on the blog, but said nothing about Chen Jiao's story.I have even greater ambitions and plan to use her story as a blueprint to write a modern female agent legend.I don't want to spoil the story until it's written. I remembered that she mentioned in the last conversation that she had a serious car accident in 2005, her face was damaged, and she went to Japan for plastic surgery. The current appearance is very different from the original one.I contacted her and asked if she could provide me with some old photos.Wanting to see the photos, in addition to being curious about her original appearance, I also feel that the old images can not only confirm history, but also help me brew emotions, so that I will not be aimless when writing.The next day I met her on the Internet, she said she found two old photos, and she reposted them and sent them to me.The first photo appears to have been taken from a document.The woman in the photo is seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a white shirt, with short, crisp hair.Oval face, small nose, corners of mouth slightly turned up, black and white phoenix eyes, clear and clean eyebrows, a bit masculine heroic.I put the photo page into full screen on the computer, and stared at it for a full minute, feeling a little shocked in my heart.The girl in the photo is as beautiful as an emerald, without any modification, it is already dazzling.The stern temperament revealed between her brows raised her beauty to another level, away from vulgar makeup.This is very in line with the image of a female agent in my mind: both the charm of a woman and the determination of a soldier.The second photo is a group photo.A young man and woman are sitting on a sofa.Judging by the color and background of the sofa, it should be in an entertainment place, KTV or something like that.The man wrapped his arms around the woman's neck and held the woman beside him, their heads touching.The man was about 25 years old, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and looked very refined. He looked at the camera with squinted eyes and smiled frivolously.The woman should be Chen Jiao, who was about 20 years old at the time, wearing a pair of long earrings, wearing makeup, but not too much, and her lips were very pale.I paid attention to Chen Jiao's expression. The expression on her face, which was hugged by her boyfriend, was too serious, and she couldn't see any sweetness. Her big eyes painted with eye shadow were blank.This man is Guoguo's biological father.This is probably the only photo of them together.Even though Chen Jiao's later life was bumpy and turbulent, for understandable reasons, she was still reluctant to discard it, and was carefully stored somewhere, only to be found again at my request.The Chen Jiao I know is very different from the woman in the photo.Chen Jiao told me that in the car accident in 2005, her nose was smashed, the corners of her eyes were scratched, and both her eyes and nose had undergone revision surgery.Chen Jiao's eyes are big and round now, her double eyelids are wide, her nose bridge is high and straight, and the tip of her nose is very narrow, giving her a mixed-race smell.It seems that the plastic surgeon created her according to the current popular aesthetics. Although the operation was successful, she is still much inferior to her original appearance, mainly because her eyes have lost their original charm.Transforming a pair of bright phoenix eyes into a pair of ordinary eyes with double eyelids is the biggest failure of plastic surgery.But if you look carefully, you can still see that Chen Jiao has some kind of connection with the woman in the photo, and it can be concluded that they are the same person.I asked Chen Jiao many detailed questions.Those details cannot be fabricated by anyone who has not experienced them himself.After listening to Chen Jiao's answer, I firmly believe in her story.