Chapter 11 Chapter 8 The Mysterious Number

"Passengers, our plane will land at Beijing Capital International Airport in 30 minutes..." the stewardess announced the flight schedule and precautions in both Chinese and English.Jiang Xia thinks this is the most beautiful voice in the world.He couldn't wait to raise the window panel and look down.The plane was descending, and the ears were hurting from the pressure.A thin layer of miasma covered the city.He knew that under the smog was the Beijing he had been dreaming of, where his childhood, his youth, his family, friends and thousands of people like him lived. The American captain introduced to the passengers in English: "We are flying over the Great Wall of China. You can see this great building from the porthole on the right side of our plane. Passengers on the left side, I am very sorry. Please don't get up, Fasten your seat belts. Please choose the seat on the right next time you come to China."

There were bursts of laughter in the cabin.Jiang Xia and Qingzi happened to be sitting on the right side, and it was the first time he felt that the winding Great Wall was so magnificent.It is smiling and saying hello to itself: welcome home. Gradually, Jiang Xia saw rows of khaki-colored residential buildings on the ground, and small blue trucks driving on the street. Qingzi who was sitting next to her also turned her face to look out the window. "Is Beijing really here?" Qingzi looked at Jiang Xia and asked stupidly, "It's like a dream." "Yes, it's really like a big dream. By the way, who will pick you up?"

There was light in Qingzi's eyes: "My mother!" "Where's your sister?" "Never mind her! I haven't contacted her for a long time. I don't know where she is," Qingzi smiled mischievously. To remind you of the past, I promised them." Jiang Xia nodded knowingly. The plane was getting closer and closer to the ground, and with a slight turbulence and roaring brakes, the hearts of the passengers landed smoothly on the land of Beijing.Full of joy, Zhou Qingzi tidied up all the newspapers and books used to pass the time, conjured up two wet paper towels out of nowhere, handed one to Jiang Xia, and gently wiped his face in the mirror with the remaining one.

Jiang Xia looked at Qingzi, who was busy with herself, and felt warm in her heart, as if bathed in sunshine, and remembered the feeling of deja vu when she first met Qingzi in New York.Her every frown, smile, every move, and even the tone of her voice are so familiar. It turns out that this girl has already left a mark in my life.He leaned forward and kissed Qingzi lightly on the cheek.Qingzi closed his eyes and enjoyed it briefly, then turned around and kissed Jiang Xia. Stepping out of the plane slowly, Jiang Xia still felt refreshed after smelling the not-so-fresh air in Beijing.On both sides of the aisle are some advertising light boxes with familiar faces displaying familiar products.Next is to fill out the health form, go out, everything is so exciting.Even the policeman who has always made Jiang Xia frightened on weekdays has become amiable.When Jiang Xia handed over the passport, she actually called the other party "Big Brother".

The border police looked up at him, grinned, stamped the entry stamp on Jiang Xia's passport and handed it back. After picking up the luggage, Jiang Xia and Qingzi walked out of the luggage hall together.There was already a crowd of people waiting.Some people held cards with names written on them, and more were waiting for their family and friends. "Xiao Xia!" Jiang Xia followed the sound and saw his parents who were huddled outside the separation zone.He pulled Qingzi and walked over with a smile. Jiang Huafeng was overjoyed to see his son, and slapped him twice on the shoulder forcefully.Suddenly seeing Zhou Qingzi next to Jiang Xia, he froze, as if he was trying to remember something.Mother Qin Shuyan only had her son in her eyes, holding his hand and muttering: "I'm getting thinner, why don't you eat well?"

Qingzi also saw his mother at this time, and hurriedly said to Jiang Xia: "Then I'm leaving, call me." So he said hello to Jiang Xia's parents and ran away. "Who is that girl?" Jiang Huafeng asked after hesitating for a moment. "Friend." Jiang Xia said with a smile. Qin Shuyan looked at Jiang Huafeng. Jiang Huafeng's face was a little embarrassed, but the embarrassment passed in a flash.He took the backpack on Jiang Xia's shoulder: "Hey, go back and talk about it, why are you standing here? What do you want to eat, daddy treats you."

Regardless of whether the Beijing in Jiang Xia's memory was two years ago or five years ago, Beijing has changed too much.Many streets have been widened, and there are all kinds of new restaurants, bars and entertainment venues.The Beijing Olympic Games left clear traces in the sky, on the streets, and in people's hearts. Jiang Huafeng is from Hunan. He came to Beijing to go to university in his teens.But the taste of being able to eat spicy food has not changed, and it has also led the whole family to eat spicy food.Jiang Xia has never been back to his hometown in Hunan. He grew up in Beijing, but he fell in love with the old Beijing’s fried liver with bean sauce and stewed aiwowo donkey.Spicy is not a problem, but compared to Hunan cuisine, he prefers the spicy and delicious Sichuan flavor.Jiang Xia chose a restaurant that looked magnificent, and the family of three walked in.

"Xiao Xia, don't blame Mom and Dad," Jiang Huafeng said halfway through the sumptuous dinner, "Since you still know something, then this is God's will." "What do I know? You said it so seriously." Jiang Xia deliberately said it lightly, but he really wanted to hear his parents' explanation about the past. "That girl at the airport is Zhou Qingzi, right? Dad still knows some of your children." As he spoke, Jiang Huafeng raised his small wine glass and gently collided with Jiang Xia's beer glass, and then drank it all in one gulp. "Understood." Jiang Xia also drank the wine in the glass, "Didn't Chen Xiting also see it?"

Jiang Huafeng looked at his son and paused: "Your mother and I let you stay in the United States, and let you cut off contact with your friends, it is really out of helplessness." Qin Shuyan remained silent, only looking at his son with a smile. Jiang Huafeng continued: "In the last three years in China, you became very, very perverse..." Qin Shuyan showed a bit of displeasure on his face: "Lao Jiang, how could anyone say that about his son? It's all over, and our son has changed back to his original appearance." "I'm telling the truth. I think it's better to let him know about this situation. Anyway, it seems that I can't hide it. I have been worthy of the country and the organization in my life, but I am sorry for my son in this matter."

"It's okay, tell me. I probably know something. Qingzi also said that I have changed a lot in a while." Jiang Huafeng and Qin Shuyan looked at their son seriously.Jiang Xia went on to say: "We met in New York. At first I didn't know who she was, and she didn't say anything clearly. After getting in touch with her a lot, I felt that I knew her long ago. Finally, One day she told me about the three years before me." Jiang Xia raised her glass and drank with her father, "She didn't have a good time in those three years, she said that I seemed to be a different person at that time than I am now. Disappeared and went to the United States..."

Jiang Huafeng nodded: "It's God's will, it's God's will... You never went home during that time, and you didn't know what you were doing in the company and outside. You kept depositing money into our bank account You didn’t tell me how you got here. We were really worried about what you did illegally, so we haven’t touched a penny of the money until now. What are parents trying to do to their son? No matter how much money you have, you can’t see anyone , That's really useless. You were also very fierce to us at that time, and your mother and I were very sad, but you didn't listen to you. " Jiang Xia reached out and took her mother's hand, and said, "I'm still being fierce to you? That's really...sorry." Tears welled up in Qin Shuyan's eyes, and he was very comforted, and said: "It's over. Then you fell ill and fell into a coma for a long time. Your father and I were in a hurry. I took you to see many doctors There is just no way. We thought of the doctor at Harvard University in the United States and wanted to ask you what's wrong, because you are just..." Jiang Huafeng coughed, picked up the wine glass and took Qin Shuyan's words: "You just can't wake up. At this time, a business friend said that a hospital in New York might have a solution, so he sent you there. God has eyes , You woke up after only staying in the hospital for two weeks." Qin Shuyan wiped away his tears, and the anxiety, worry and despair of that period reappeared in front of his eyes: "It's good to wake up, I can't remember anything from the past three years, and even my personality has changed back to three years ago Your dad and I will discuss it and let you forget it. Maybe, maybe we are too selfish and want to return to the old you. " "Forget it, forget it," Jiang Xia comforted them, "Anyway, I was not happy in those three years, and it made you unhappy." Jiang Huafeng said: "Just now when I met your ex-girlfriend at the airport, I suddenly felt a little worried. I was afraid that you would think of too many things and return to your original arrogant and indulgent appearance. You should be punished." Drank it down. Jiang Xia took a mouthful of tempeh bacon and put it in his mouth.A lot of unusual things must have happened in the past three years, is it really just forgotten? Jiang Xia suffered from jet lag for three days, and felt sleepy at three or four o'clock in the afternoon every day, but couldn't fall asleep at three or four o'clock in the morning.The former friends have lost contact, so he simply stopped asking his parents.Chatting with my parents every day, going out for a stroll, and eating in different restaurants, I have a leisurely and leisurely life.After several phone calls with Qingzi, I learned that she is also busy with various entertainments every day, rushing to dinners of different tastes. There was one thing Jiang Xia hadn't touched since returning home: Zhao Cheng's phone.His intuition told him that this person might have something to do with the whole thing. On the fourth day, Jiang Xia could sleep until half past six.Mom and Dad are already up.Jiang Huafeng has to catch a plane to Guangzhou for a meeting.Qin Shuyan is also going to other places to give lectures.The two were eating breakfast, Jiang Xia joined them after washing up, squeezed a deep-fried dough stick with his fingers, and sucked the porridge into his mouth.The mother is still very sorry, thinking that her son came home with great difficulty, but she can't accompany her because of a business trip.Little did he know that Jiang Xia already wanted to meet Qingzi. After his parents left, Jiang Xia started wandering around the house, turning on the TV and watching casually.Domestic TV dramas are flooding the screens, and the stories seem to be pretty good.It's just that the shooting is rough, and the radio microphone always falls in from the top of the screen, which spoils the audience's appetite. Today is a fine day. Looking out of the window, Jiang Xia can actually see the West Mountain of Beijing in the distance.His home is outside the East Third Ring Road, and this scene has not been seen for a long time in his memory.It was still early, and he took out his computer to watch the newly recorded dream before returning to China. The picture was completely dark, as if it was the acoustic laboratory again, and the light in the distance was particularly glaring in the darkness.Suddenly the screen switched to a street, rickety.The surrounding houses are clearly visible, they are some low bungalows.On the outer wall of the house, there is actually a big "demolition" character.Is this in China?Jiang Xia regained his energy. He stood up and connected the computer to the 52-inch high-definition TV at home. There seems to be a line next to the word "demolition", but it is hidden in the shadow of the tree and cannot be read.Turning a corner, Jiang Xia saw a factory building with a steel structure, rusty and dilapidated, apparently abandoned long ago.The picture is still shaking and comes to the factory building.On a large iron gate was a new-looking lock.The screen moved away, as if looking around, and then some hands lifted up to open the lock, and those were Jiang Xia's own hands.Pulling open the iron door, Jiang Xia locked the door from the inside again. He stared at the screen and his every move, for fear of missing any details.The inside of the factory building is completely black, but under the reflection of the flashlight, you can still see its grandeur in the past.The ceiling is more than 20 meters high, and the size is equivalent to half a football field.The contents inside have been removed to nothing, and a huge water storage tank stands up against the wall, with the words "Safety and Safe Production" printed in bright red on it.The picture moved straight to the jug, and at this moment a man's voice came from the speaker, very low and indistinct, and then suddenly went black and there was nothing. "Fuck!" Jiang Xia looked annoyed at the still beating time on the screen, and tried to turn up the voice.Except for some slight electric squeaks, nothing else can be heard.Jiang Xia moved the screen forward, and the man's voice came out again.He listened to the voice repeatedly, as if he was calling "Brother".There was no one else on the screen, and he didn't know if someone was calling him or what he was calling. Jiang Xia listened to it several times, and vaguely recognized it as "Brother Peng".He froze the picture, moved a stool closer to the TV, turned up the brightness, and scanned the screen inch by inch.He didn't see the so-called Brother Peng's face or figure until his eyes were sore. The phone rang, and it belonged to Qingzi. "Beauty." Jiang Xia teased. The other end of the phone was stunned: "Did you become oily when you were in China? I don't like it." Jiang Xia hehe twice: "Then we have been in China for more than two years?" "In those two years, I have been looking forward to your return to your original appearance. Well, let's not talk about it, when will you come to pick me up?" Qingzi invites a few friends to sing together at night, and plans to take Jiang Xia along.Jiang Xia doesn't like noisy places, and even went to KTV a few times in his memory.The afternoon is for the two of them.Jiang Xia picked up Qingzi in his mother's car, and the two came to an Italian coffee shop called "Landu Mountain" in the east of the city. "I don't know if your parents don't want me to do this." Qingzi said. Jiang Xia looked at her suspiciously, not understanding what it meant. "I always want to take you to the places we have been, hoping to remind you of something. But I just want you to remember us, and the rest doesn't matter, do you understand?" Jiang Xia sat down and understood Qingzi's intentions.Apparently the two used to come to this cafe for coffee.He looked around, dark brown coffee color is the main color.There are blue and white blocks on the wall, like the snow and ice accumulated on the mountain all the year round.The deck is made of genuine leather, which has been polished to a shiny finish.On the small tabletop is an old newspaper-like veneer.Jiang Xia couldn't understand the above text, probably it was Italian.There is a small fireplace in the corner, with a warm fire, it really looks like a family at the foot of the mountain, where people read newspapers and drink coffee comfortably.Looking at this supposedly familiar scene, Jiang Xia still couldn't think of anything.But he was not in a hurry to think of anything, he felt Qingzi's good intentions and enjoyed every minute with her. "Two cups of claretto and a little rum, one cheesecake." Jiang Xia nodded. Qingzi smiled and said, "I learned pretty quickly." Jiang Xia's stomach suddenly churned, and he wanted to retch. "What's wrong with you?" Qingzi held Jiang Xia's hand and asked with concern. "It's an old problem, and I feel dizzy for a while." "When did it start?" "It's been a year or two, and I have committed it every one or two months." "Yes, is it the sequelae of your illness?" Jiang Xia shook her head: "It will be fine in a while. I checked it in the United States, and there is nothing wrong with it. The doctor said that I am too smart to cause intermittent nausea." Qingzi "tssed" and ignored him. "By the way, my boss asked me to go back to China and find someone named Zhao Cheng. I never dared to make this call, and I always felt weird. I'll make one now." Jiang Xia told Qingzi about seeing Jenquis in a dream, his mysterious disappearance and the name of Zhao Cheng in his hand, and showed Qingzi the image printed by Schweil from his wallet.Qingzi frowned thoughtfully, he was really unfamiliar with the name Zhao Cheng. Jiang Xia took out her mobile phone and dialed the number in Jenquis' hand. A woman's voice came over: "Hello, the number you dialed is empty." Jiang Xia frowned, and glanced at the number just dialed on the phone, which was no different from the one in Jenquis's hand.He threw the phone on the coffee table and shook his head at Leko.Qingzi had already guessed a thing or two, and scratched the newspaper text on the desktop with his fingernails, not knowing how to help him. "There's no business to do now." Jiang Xia was very annoyed. Qingzi raised his head and waved his hands: "Don't think about it, the scene in your dream is two or three years away from now. If this Zhao Cheng really did something, he must have canceled his account long ago, what do you think?" ?” Jiang Xia nodded.But this is a big thread broken after all.This number appeared in his dream, and he thought that if the person who answered the phone was Zhao Cheng, then this would prove once again that the picture in the dream was indeed a reflection of real life.In fact, as for where Jenquis is, who Zhao Cheng is, and whether it is related to Zhanquis' disappearance, Jiang Xia doesn't even want to know too much. "In the morning, I watched a clip I recorded earlier..." Jiang Xia stopped and stopped talking.Ever since they met Qingzi, their topics seemed to be inseparable from his dreams and his lost three years.Qingzi always listened patiently and told him slowly and tactfully what he knew about their past.Jiang Xia felt that this was really unfair to Qingzi.Those three years did not seem to be good memories for Qingzi and his parents.Perhaps it is not they who should forget that time, but them. Qingzi understood Jiang Xia's intentions, she gently drew circles on the rim of the crystal coffee cup with her fingers, and pouted: "Since God arranged for you to regain that memory, you should face it. I also I am willing to face it with you. Tell me what you dreamed about." Jiang Xia really felt that her heart suddenly softened, and then slowly melted, until it was about to wrap the girl opposite her tightly.He told Qingzi in detail about the large factory building he saw in his dream this morning.Qingzi frowned and listened quietly, then suddenly interjected: "I always feel that this factory building has something to do with the acoustic laboratory you mentioned before." Jiang Xia was taken aback, he had never thought about this part.Women's intuition is so mysterious that when they somehow feel that two things are related, those two things are usually somehow related. "You mean that's where the acoustics laboratory used to be?" Jiang Xia asked, imagining herself sitting alone in a large, empty factory building.Qingzi's feeling is not unreasonable, the former grandeur of the factory building, the dark and dilapidated in memory, and the tall and strange acoustic laboratory do match somewhat. Qingzi cut off a small piece of cake with a fork and put it in his mouth, rolled his eyes, his black pupils had a mischievous light. Jiang Xia lightly gave Qingzi a brain slap, and said with a smile: "It turns out that the little witch doesn't have boundless magic power." She straightened her face again, "I want to see this place by myself." Jiang Xia is no longer familiar with the nightlife in Beijing.I remember that he used to sing with a group of friends when he was in college. The number of times was limited but he sang well.When he came out with Qingzi this time, he found that there were so many new songs and newcomers out of nowhere.The repertoire he is good at has long been sung by no one.He didn't care, he just sat on the sidelines and listened to others.Qingzi understood Jiang Xia's situation, and generously sang a few old love songs with him that were popular a few years ago. Most of Qingzi's friends are in finance, and the topics always revolve around the company's listing and financing, and how to use other people's money to make money for himself in a reasonable and legal manner.Jiang Xia couldn't speak, and he wasn't interested. Gradually, he felt a little bored.Qingzi chatted with friends she hadn't seen for a long time, the color of red wine climbed up her cheeks and floated on her bright smile.Jiang Xia took a sip of beer and began to flip through the song screen in boredom. "Unhappy?" Qingzi turned behind Jiang Xia and leaned on his shoulder. "It's okay. I can't see that you are still a social butterfly." Jiang Xia said sourly. Qingzi didn't bother with him either: "When you were in China, you were more social than I was. You are well-versed in everything, and you are all-rounder. Give me your phone." "What are you doing?" Jiang Xia took out her mobile phone and handed it to Qingzi. Qingzi smiled mysteriously, reached out and pressed a few times skillfully on the song request screen, chose Dick Cowboy's "How much love can be repeated", and then stood up. "You're going to sing to me later." She said and returned to her friends. "Damn girl!" Jiang Xia muttered, but felt much more at ease.He turned to look at Qingzi, who was talking to a man in his forties.The man looked talented and very personable, and he was wearing formal attire for such a casual occasion. Obviously, he rushed here after work before he had time to change.After chatting with Qingzi for a few words, the man started to make a phone call, but Qingzi was still sitting beside him. Jiang Xia couldn't help feeling a little turmoil in his heart, even he thought it was funny.Regardless of time and occasion, I became jealous for no reason.According to Qingzi, he had never been such a mother-in-law before. Just thinking about it, Qingzi stood up and walked over, threw his mobile phone on the sofa and sat down.Jiang Xia noticed that her face was very helpless, and the look in her eyes had long since disappeared. "What's wrong?" Jiang Xia asked with concern. Qingzi bit her lower lip and didn't know what to say, she looked like a kitten who suddenly fell ill. "That man is from China Mobile, I asked him to check Zhao Cheng's phone number..." A warm feeling rose in Jiang Xia's heart.But judging from Qingzi's expression, it must have been an unexpected result. "That number, yes," Qingzi's voice was trembling, "it was registered by my sister." Qingzi turned to look at Jiang Xia, anxious in his heart: "What are you doing? Why is she also involved?" Are you in?" Jiang Xia really didn't expect that things would become more and more complicated.What does Qingzi's sister, Lin Jiayun, have to do with Zhao Chengneng?How did they get mixed up with Jenquis?What is Jenquis doing in China?Why is it missing?With the appearance of Lin Jiayun, these things that he had no time to get into became more complicated and confusing.Jiang Xia didn't have any feelings for Lin Jiayun, maybe he had a special feeling for this woman before.But now she is just a name.Jiang Xia didn't know how to think about these troubles when she saw Qingzi's distraught appearance. They were in no mood to sing all night.Jiang Xia held Qingzi's hand and didn't know what to say.The sound was too loud, it was a nonsense, smoky environment.Anxiously staying in the smoky room, Jiang Xia stood up and dragged Qingzi out. After bidding farewell to everyone, Jiang Xia strolled on the street with his arms around Qingzi's thin shoulders.She has calmed down a lot, enjoying the feeling of being in Jiang Xia's arms.The little girl with a dirty face wrapped in a red padded jacket carried a flower basket and stuck it over: "Brother, why don't you buy a bouquet of flowers for your sister? My sister is so beautiful." As she spoke, she forced two red roses and came over. Jiang Xia paid the money and handed the flowers to Qingzi.Girls love flowers, and Qingzi put the flowers in front of her nose and smelled them briefly, and her whole body softened.This is the cure for anything. Jiang Xia looked at Qingzi's appearance, hesitated for a while, and told her in detail about seeing another girl who looked exactly like Qingzi in New York.Like the first time he heard this, Qingzi was not surprised. "I think your sister is in New York now." Jiang Xia thinks it's not outrageous to make this conclusion now, "I'm not mistaken, I thought it was you, but you were in a bad mood those few days, and you were always accompanied by Yang Shan ,remember?" Qingzi didn't respond at first, and nodded after a while: "I thought it was my sister when I mentioned it to me last time... My sister and I haven't had much communication since we were young. She won't tell me anything. There are not many pairs of twins like us in the world. We are people from two worlds. But today, when I heard that she has a relationship with Zhao Cheng, I was still worried about her. Because of the stories strung together in your dream It doesn't seem right, it just doesn't feel right. I don't want her involved, I hope nothing happens to her. You're enough to worry me about it." Jiang Xia recalled the scene of seeing Lin Jiayun on the subway in New York that day.Could it be that the man she was leaning against was Zhao Cheng?Or, Lin Jiayun is Zhao Cheng? "Your call," Qingzi interrupted Jiang Xia's train of thought, "You seem to be more worried than I am." The girl finally showed a smile on her face, which made Jiang Xia heave a sigh of relief. This is a long series of numbers, and Jiang Xia knows that this is a phone card call from the United States. "Brother Jiang! What?" It was Ye Guangting's voice.This straight-talking, carefree friend made Jiang Xia feel very kind. "It's you kid!" Jiang Xia responded loudly while gently kneading Qingzi's soft earlobe with the other hand, but Qingzi grabbed it and put it on his lips and took a bite. "How did you live? Corruption? After dinner, karaoke, massage after karaoke, then go straight to the disco, and finally go to the sauna, wash your body and go home to sleep. Where are you now?" Jiang Xia smiled: "I give you four words: Your uncle's!" There was hearty laughter from the other end of the phone. "Seriously. Dude is busy these days. Watching your movies whenever you can." "It's been hard work." Jiang Xia lowered his head and smiled wryly. All his friends were involved in his own affairs. "How are you doing? Skiing?" "Huh? Oh...what are you skating! I haven't had any decent snow yet. Global warming is really a major issue for you scientists!" "Didn't it snow in December? It didn't snow again after that?" Jiang Xia blinked, and the smile slowly receded from his face, "How about Snowmass?" "Snowmass? Oh, okay. Let me tell you..." "The New Year's Eve is coming soon, you have to be prepared." Jiang Xia interrupted Ye Guangting and said with a smile, but there was a faint displeasure in her heart.Qingzi lightly pressed his elbow against his waist and smiled. "Ah? That's right, I'm thinking about it. Yang Shan is too bourgeois. To spoil her, you have to keep thinking of new tricks without repeating them. It's too tiring. Hey—don't interrupt! I watched a clip yesterday and had to talk to you." Say it." "Oh?" Jiang Xia let go of Qingzi, pointed to a clothing store by the side of the road, it was Qingzi's favorite brand, and made a smoking gesture again.Qingzi understood that Jiang Xia was afraid of inhaling his second-hand smoke, so he pouted his mouth, said "smoke less", and went into the store. "What's the matter, buddy?" Jiang Xia watched Qingzi leave but remembered that he hadn't brought any cigarettes with him, so he put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked back and forth on the street. "Wait a minute, here's a section that appeared twice in a dream, with a street sign on it, quite old-fashioned. It's the Tukang Road, the soil of the land, uh—the kang of the Tukang." "Tug Road..." Jiang Xia repeated. "There is still a series of numbers," Ye Guangting continued, "It's handwritten, please memorize it, 188...9,526. Your dream is really a bit evil." Jiang Xia wrote down the numbers with her mobile phone, and said, "Are these pictures easy to recognize?" Ye Guangting said without hesitation: "Is it still necessary to recognize it? The picture is big and clear. Your disc has a very clear recording, catching up with the 1080P high-definition signal." "Is it that clear? Hmm... then please help me to pay attention to see if there is any picture of Lin Jiayun with a small sarcoid in the corner of her eye." "Qingzi's twin sister? What's wrong?" "I can't tell you yet, just give me a call if you need anything." "Sure, but you have to bring me five bags of Quanjude's vacuum-packed roast duck when you come back."