I received several letters in a row with the same content. Due to the extreme contacts in my life, I also received a lot of letters. The postman who delivered the letters tied my letters into a bundle with a string every day. Unless it's a letter I'm looking forward to, or I know it's from an acquaintance when I look at the envelope, otherwise, I don't open it, because I really don't have that much free time. In most cases, Bai Su would take a certain amount of time every day to open and read these letters.She said: "When someone writes to you, there is always a purpose. Why should you be disappointed? Even if you don't reply to the letter, you should read what they have to say."

Of course I have no objection to her doing so. It was she who showed me the first of the batch of letters with the same content. "This letter is very interesting," she said at the time. I took the letter and read the signature first: a mother who doesn't know what to do.This is a very attractive signature, which shows that as a mother, she must be extremely anxious. At that time I said, "Should this letter be transferred to some youth problem center?" Bai Su glared at me: "You can comment after reading the letter!" I held up my hand as a gesture of surrender, and the text of the letter was as follows: "Mr. Wesley: I know you will not help a stranger easily, unless the stranger is from an alien. You are really unfair. There are so many of you on the earth." Your kind needs help, but you ignore it and always help aliens who don’t know where they come from, no wonder some people suspect that you are also an alien.”

When I saw this, I muttered, "It's unreasonable!" Bai Su smiled, as if she had already predicted that I would have such a reaction.I read on: "After reading what you described, I have infinite sympathy for Li Yixin's father, Mr. Li Tianfan. In a family, there is an unusual child, and it is very painful: as a parent, I have no way of knowing my own. What the child is thinking, what he is doing, why he is here, when he will suddenly be lost." I shook my head and glanced at Bai Su: "Parents all over the world seem to have the same trouble." Bai Su made a gesture to me, motioning me to read on.

"I have a daughter who is unusual. This child has been very strange since she was a child. She is even weirder than the Li Yixin you described in the book. Li Yixin is only interested in pictures of Buddhist temples, but my daughter seems to have Inherently unique, when she was one year old, she would always think about it, but she never told us what she was thinking. "Sometimes I secretly pay attention to her and see her in deep thought, with a very rich expression. Sometimes she has a sweet smile, sometimes a sad face, and sometimes she will cry secretly. It has been like this since she was a child, and it makes us not know. What should I do, and in the past year, her behavior has become even more weird—she will be seventeen years old in one month, and everything is normal. No one will say that she is beautiful, but the strange behavior is getting worse and worse. It even scares us.

"Mr. Wei, I have read a lot of stories you described. I discussed with my husband. He is an electrical engineer and is about to reach retirement age. He has always been the kind of scientist you described—only believe that modern human science has proved that But our daughter is so weird, so he has to admit that our daughter may have a memory similar to her previous life. This memory is her own secret, and we have no way of knowing it. "Mr. Wei, I'm not afraid to tell you that we once lost a daughter. It was a very painful experience many years ago. I really can't bear another similar blow. Therefore, I take the liberty to write to you, hoping to borrow your wisdom and perseverance. The spirit of pursuing the truth, help us, if I can get your help, I am very grateful.

"A mother who doesn't know what to do." After reading the letter, I said, "Well, the compliment to me is just right." Bai Su shook his head, making a look of "can't bear to listen".I said: "This girl, if she really has a memory from her previous life, and there are a few friends who are very interested in this, you can introduce this mother to meet any of them." Bai Su agreed with me: "Yes, there are many people who can help her. How about Chen Changqing? His research on those stones won't produce any results, so it can come to an end?"

I shook my head: "No, why not introduce it to Cummins, the psychic. Or Sir Pursoli? These are people who have explored with us and affirmed the existence of souls." Bai Su glanced at me: "Are you not interested at all?" I shrugged. "Maybe it's just mothers being neurotic. I don't want to waste time." Bai Su said: "Okay, then write back to her, and ask her to find someone for help, anyway, there is a reply envelope." And so it was decided. Three days later, a second letter arrived. "Mr. Wei, I am very grateful for your letter. I believe that no one but you can solve our difficulties. We will not go to those gentlemen, but we are only waiting for your help..."

The letter also described a long list of how anxious and hesitant they were, and the meaning of the words was sincere and moving, and the final signature became "Same as parents who don't know what to do." After I read it, I was quite upset: "What is this? Ask for help, and call the roll! Those few people I introduced to them, they thought they were all ordinary people? Huh, without my introduction, those few people would not pay attention at all." them." Bai Su was noncommittal: "Maybe that girl is just mentally abnormal? There are not many people who have memories of previous lives, after all, you can invite them to see Dr. Liang Ruoshui."

I snorted and said, "Let's do whatever they want." Bai Su naturally replied another letter, but the pair of "parents who don't know how to be good" were really stubborn and kept writing to me, one letter a day, each letter made the same request.Probably since the fifth and sixth letters, even Bai Su didn't reply any more. I didn't take this matter very seriously, because there were many people who sent letters with various requests. Although the parents said their daughter was "weird", since she was a child, she likes to meditate. At most, she can only say She's precocious and hardly falls into the weird category.

Then, Chen Changqing came to visit, and he carried a folder under his belt. As soon as I saw him, I asked, "How many pictures of those stones have you taken?" Chen Changqing shook his head and sighed: "There are more than 10,000 pictures. It's really boring. I do the same thing every day, and there is no change at all. If this continues, people will become crazy." I smiled and said, "Maybe all of your ten thousand photos are great prophecies." Chen Changqing glared: "It might be something, it's just that, but it's impossible to know their contents at all, just like having a heavenly book in your hand, but if you can't read it, it means you don't have it."

I patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Stop for a while, you are with this brat Wen Baoyu, are you afraid that there will be no new tricks to play?" Chen Changqing laughed, and patted the folder: "Do you still remember, because of a strange advertisement in the newspaper, the sale of charcoal led to a big story?" I naturally remember, that was the story, I said: "How about it, you have a new discovery in advertising?" Chen Changqing nodded again and again, put down the folder, and opened it. I saw newspaper clippings neatly pasted on the paper. There were a total of more than ten sheets of paper. Wait, there are at least two or three hundred copies in total. After a quick look, all the advertisements have the same content: "Jiajian, you haven't come home. Have you forgotten our date? Or are you lost? I believe we The oath between us, both of us will definitely abide by, I don't believe you will break the promise, contact me as soon as you see the newspaper, I have already gone home. I have waited too long. Well-known." Chen Changqing flipped through the I looked at the newspapers, and all the papers were filled with the same advertisements. I couldn't help laughing "haha": "Chen Changqing, you are becoming more and more promising. When did this kind of advertisement not appear in the newspaper? Well, Jiajian is a boy's name, so it must be a girl's advertisement. I'm looking for the boyfriend who broke the promise." Chen Changqing said: "Did I say no?" Seeing his upright look, I couldn't say anything, I looked at him questioningly: "What's so special?" Chen Changqing pointed at the advertisement, flicked it with his fingers, and made a "pat" sound: "I know the parents of this boy named Jiajian, a... distant relative." I rolled my eyes because there was still nothing special about this. Chen Changqing snorted: "Say it, I'll scare you, this boy named Jiajian died seventeen years ago, he died alone for seventeen years, and someone even published a newspaper to find him, you Say, isn't this unusual?" After I heard it, I couldn't help being stunned for a while, really, it can be said to be very strange, I said: "Well, it's interesting." Chen Changqing became proud: "Originally, this advertisement was published in local newspapers, big and small. Naturally, I didn't pay attention to it. Jiajian's parents saw it and began to pay attention. After paying attention to it for nearly a month, they knew that I was concerned about all kinds of difficult and strange things. I have a long history of research, so I came to ask me for advice, I heard that this matter can be studied, so I came to you—" Chen Changqing said frothingly, "I made gestures several times to tell him to shut up, but he didn't listen, so I had to yell, "Shut up!" Chen Changqing finally stopped talking, blinking with an angry expression. I was also quite annoyed: "When the parents of the boy named Jiajian saw this advertisement, they thought that the person who posted the advertisement was looking for their son who died seventeen years ago?" Chen Changqing said: "Yes." I yelled again: "They are bastards, and you are also a bastard. Do you know how many Chinese men use the word 'Jiajian' as their name? How can this Jiajian be him? dead son?" My refutation is not even reasonable.Not to mention that there is only one name like Jiajian, even with a surname, as long as the surname is not too remote, there are countless Wang Jiajian, Chen Jiajian, Li Jiajian, and Zhang Jiajian!Chen Changqing was silent, listening to me, this time his temper was surprisingly good, and after I finished speaking, he said: "Do you think I haven't asked them the same question?" I laughed: "Okay, what kind of answer did they use to convince you that this Jiajian is their son who has been dead for seventeen years?" Chen Changqing blinked: "This is the purpose of my coming to see you. It's much better to hear them explain it to you than to let me relay it." I shook my head, expressing my lack of interest, Chen Changqing said: "It seems that there is no reason at all for what they said. Can you imagine how they would be sure that the sought-after Jiajian is their son?" I laughed and said, "It's right when you guess it. They must be crazy about their son, that's why they have such an idea." Chen Changqing said: "Yes, they are indeed extremely sad for the death of their child. The degree of sadness has lasted for seventeen years, but it is by no means based on their imagination. What are you busy with now? Come with me once, Hua It doesn't matter how much time you have." I'm still shaking my head.At this time, Chen Changqing was a little annoyed, his face flushed, and he blinked quickly: "Wesley, think about yourself, no matter what you want me to do, if you call me in the middle of the night, have I burst out between my teeth once? Say the word 'no'? Although I never go through fire and water, I will definitely do what I can do. It's rare that I have something to ask you for a little favor, and you just push back and put on airs. !" He speaks like a pearl, although what he said was quite ugly, and he even swears in the end, but I was really embarrassed when I thought of how many times he was enthusiastic about doing things, so I hurriedly said: "Yes, Shi Shi Shi Shi Chen Sir, please suspend the fury of thunder, Xiao Ke will go with you for a while." When Chen Changqing heard that I agreed, he immediately turned his anger into joy, cupped his fists in salute, and immediately forced me to leave.We just came to the door, Bai Su just opened the door and came in, I said: "Chen Changqing has something to do with me." Bai Su said "Mmm", and pointed at the door with his backhand: "That little girl has been lingering at our door for three days in a row, she seems to be full of worries." At that time, we were all inside the house, but because Bai Su only opened the door to come in, so the door was open, looking out, one could see a girl in a light blue school uniform, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with delicate features and a strange delicacy. Across the street, I walked back and forth at a very slow pace, and glanced at my residence from time to time. I frowned, and Chen Changqing hurriedly said nervously: "You can't judge by appearance. I remember that skinny old woman, she turned out to be a very high-ranking spy. Could it be that there are some spy organizations that still refuse to let you go?" I said "pooh": "How can there be so many secret service agencies, half of the stone mountain has been moved by them, what else can they come to me?" As I said that, I was still looking at the girl. Girls of this age are always lively and full of youthful breath, but this girl, probably because she is relatively thin and has a very delicate face, looks like The whole person is full of melancholy. I smiled at Bai Su: "Girls' feelings are always poetry. If she has any embarrassing things, I think Chen Changqing and I can't do anything about it. You should temporarily act as a social worker." Bai Su laughed: "That's exactly what I mean, but I need to observe again." Chen Changqing and I went out, and when we saw the little girl across the street, we immediately looked over to us, but after looking, instead of moving forward, we took two steps back. Chen Changqing said in a low voice: "Wesley, this girl really came to you for something, but she didn't dare." Chen Changqing's observation skills are quite meticulous, and I agree with his analysis: "Bai Su will handle it." Chen Changqing sighed: "You are so young, what's on your mind." We got into Chen Changqing's car together, and he drove it. On the way, he only told me one sentence: "The couple we are going to meet has a rather strange surname. The surname is Di, the enemy's enemy. You have heard Is that the last name?" I shook my head: "Most likely they are not Han Chinese, so they have such a strange surname. I know a jade carver with outstanding craftsmanship. His surname is Di, and his name is Di Wentong." Chen Changqing suddenly looked at me with very strange eyes, and I hurriedly said, "Could it be him?" Chen Changqing raised his hand: "Isn't it also someone? There will not be more than three people with the surname Enni in the whole world." I smiled. Di Wentong is an excellent jade carver. He once used a piece of fine emerald jade to carve a grasshopper. The grasshopper flapped its wings, and the wings were so thin and transparent that even the fine grains could be clearly seen. When it was taken out for exhibition, everyone who saw it admired it.Of course, he is not a big shot, and not many people know his name. I asked, "This Mr. Enemy, is your relative?" Chen Changqing smiled: "Mr. En's wife is a cousin of my uncle's. This kind of relationship, if it is really separated, all Chinese are relatives, but I often have contacts with him, and I admire him very much. After a while, you can see a very great jade carving, which took him seventeen years and has not yet been fully completed." I casually asked: "Seventeen years, why is it always seventeen years?" Chen Changqing sighed: "Seventeen years ago, Di Jiajian died in an accident, and Di Wentong was so sad that he started this great jade carving work. He exchanged all his property for a piece of jade that weighed nearly one ton. White jade, the texture of white jade is very good, he started to—" I already expected: "Start carving a portrait of his son?" Chen Changqing nodded: "A full-body statue is the size of a real person. According to him, everything is exactly the same as that of Di Jiajian seventeen years ago." I sighed: "As a father who misses his son who passed away early, what Mr. Di did is really rare." Chen Changqing said: "Yes, that's why I was also very touched. I have been subsidizing his life to make him as comfortable as possible in life, so that this unprecedentedly great jade carving can be completed. When you see the jade statue, you will Knowing that it is worth it, in this statue, is filled with the love of the previous generation for the next generation." I laughed: "You can change your career to be a poet soon." Chen Changqing was a little coy: "It's true." While speaking, the car had already left the downtown area. I knew that Chen Changqing had plenty of money. Since he said to maintain Di Wentong's life, then Di Wentong's life would not be bad, but I never thought that it would be so good. When the car stopped at the garden gate of a very old but imposing big house, Chen Changqing also noticed my surprised expression, and he explained: "The house was originally owned by Di Wentong, and he gave it to me. to the bank, and I redeemed it for him.” The car stopped, and we got out of the car. The surrounding environment was extremely quiet, and the garden was quite large. There were many big trees taller than the two-storey house. Among them, several stone chestnut trees were full of bright yellow trees. The flowers, reflecting the sun, look very bright. At that time, it was early summer, and all kinds of flowers bloomed on the flowerbed, embellishing the old house with vitality. As I walked forward with Chen Changqing, I said, "The environment is really good. People living in such an environment should not be a pair of sad elderly couples." Just after I finished speaking, a woman's voice came from behind a bush: "We live for Jiajian. Before Jiajian was alive, we didn't do what he didn't like. We don't do anything he likes. Do it like he's coming back any minute." The voice sounded very calm, but amidst the calm, there was a sense of extreme sorrow. Only those who regard sorrow as a habit can have such a tone.Grief has become a major part of life, and the depth of grief can be imagined. I followed the sound and saw that the woman who was talking didn't even straighten up, she was still bent over, trimming a bunch of carnations, her head was full of white hair, Chen Changqing immediately called her, and she straightened up.She is less than sixty years old, and her appearance and clothes are very ordinary. What is impressive is her eyes, which are full of confusion and helplessness, but seem to be expecting something. Chen Changqing pointed at me: "Mrs. Di, this Mr. Wesley is my best friend." Mrs. Di politely nodded to me, raised her eyes, and put down the flower scissors in her hand: "Please come in and sit down, Mr. Changqing is talking about you." I also said a few words of courtesy, and entered the house with them.Once entering the house, there is a rather large hall, but in such a large hall, there is no furniture at all, only in the middle, there is a table with many tools on it, which seems to be used for carving. Beside the table, there were two people standing, an old man in his early sixties, quite tall, with white hair, and a young man with a similar build—don't laugh at me, at first glance, I really thought they were two people. The two stood facing each other, and the old man still showed a loving expression, and was gently stroking the young man's cheek. However, I took another look, and I couldn't help but let out an "ah", knowing that the old man standing there, the "young man", was just a jade statue like a real person, but on the statue, there was Wearing real clothes, that's why it gave me such an illusion at the first glance. The jade statue is extremely vivid, vivid and full of vitality. I have never seen such an ecology in a statue. Even the works of those master artists in the Renaissance period will not give people such an impression Liveliness. Perhaps, because the statue is made of white jade, it flows with a natural and crystal-clear brilliance, which gives people a sense of life. I couldn't help admiring: "It's great." That old gentleman, of course, is Di Wentong. He turned his face, with a dazed expression, and slightly moist eyes, which were full of red threads, showing his melancholy spirit even more. He showed a very A bitter smile.Chen Changqing hurriedly introduced it for us. After exchanging a few words of pleasantries, I pointed to the statue and said sincerely, "It was a worthwhile trip. This statue is so extraordinary." Di Wentong sighed: "Ten thousand extraordinary statues are not as good as an ordinary living person. If Jiajian is still alive, he will be thirty-nine years old this year. In another month, he will be his Birthday--" When he said this, he looked at his wife, and she immediately said, "There are still twenty-seven days." Di Wentong said again: "Thirty-nine-year-olds, of course, have married a long time ago, I'm afraid—" His wife immediately picked it up: "There are several children, there are children in the big house, how lively it is, when Jia Jian was young, the house—" The two of them were talking to themselves, and Chen Changqing and I looked at each other. Chen Changqing might be used to this kind of scene, but I couldn't hide my shock. The same conversation, between them, must have been repeated countless times, and it seems that it will continue to be repeated. These two people are completely living in a dream, living in a dream full of sorrow, and everything is just to miss them. It is really a appalling abnormality to live with their own sons, but they really can't blame them for anything. I have seen many families who have lost their children, but this is the first time I have experienced a situation like this. The two of them kept talking, talking and talking, the name "Jiajian" was mentioned in almost every sentence, Chen Changqing and I were by the side, I didn't know how to intervene, so I just watched them and listened to them Their child, the child who died seventeen years ago. After a full ten minutes, Chen Changqing couldn't help coughing a few times, and said loudly: "Mr. Enemy, Mr. Wei doesn't believe that advertisement. Someone published it for Enne Jiajian." Di Wentong and his wife, as if waking up from a dream, stopped talking, looked at us, and Mrs. Di even smiled apologetically: "Really, we can't stop talking about our children, even the distinguished guests are forgotten." Greetings, I'm really sorry, Mr. Wei, don't laugh at me." How could I "smile"?I was astonished before it was too late. Although everything in front of me was not scary or weird, the shock it gave people was unparalleled. Comrade Di Wen said: "Come, come, please come to my study. I have something to ask Mr. Wei." We left the hall together and entered a study. Unexpectedly, there are so many books in the study , antique, not at all like a sculptor's study. Chen Changqing said: "Mr. Enemy is an expert on ancient jade, and he has a wealth of knowledge on various jade wares. Several major museums in the world have hired him as a consultant." I saw that there were many ancient jade pieces on the desk, and there were also many books about jade wares. I said, "The identification of ancient jade is a very profound knowledge. It is not easy for Mr. Enemy to work with jade all his life." .” Di Wentong said politely: "The knowledge of jade is really great. Human beings, especially the Chinese, have long had very strange feelings for Yujian. Jian's feelings are combined with people's feelings for jade." I didn't dare to talk to him, because no matter what the topic was, he could bring out Jiajian's name. If I tried to talk to him again, I'm afraid he would start talking endlessly and didn't know how to stop it. Di Wentong invited us to sit down, Mrs. Di brought tea and snacks, with a sorry smile: "There is nothing good to entertain Mr. Wei, only some snacks that Jiajian likes to eat." I was a little restless. Di Jiajian, who had been dead for seventeen years, seemed to be living in this house. Di Wentong sighed, and finally the topic turned to the main topic, but it was the same, Jiajian was still inseparable, he said: "Mr. Wei, I believe you already know what kind of situation we live in." I smiled wryly, and wanted to persuade him, but I really didn't know how to say it. Di Wentong and his wife have lived in pain and sorrow for a long time. pain relief?If I comfort him, "You can't be resurrected after death, don't be too sad." He will definitely ask: Why did he die, why so many people are alive, but Jiajian died, he died so young, why... So I didn't say anything at all, just waited for him to talk.Di Wentong said slowly: "Although Jiajian has been away from us for seventeen years, we miss him every minute and every second. Under such circumstances, we suddenly saw an advertisement appearing in the newspaper, It's only natural that someone is looking for Jiajian and paying attention to him." I nodded to express my agreement, but at the same time, I carefully reminded him: "Mr. Enemy, Jiajian is a very common boy's name." Di Wentong did not object to my statement: "Yes, Jiajian is a very common name, but since it is the same name as our child, we also pay attention to it. At the beginning, my wife and I just said: Ah, this person has the same name as our child. Our child has the same name, he has gone somewhere, and a girl is so tired that she wants to find him in the newspaper. If our Jiajian is here, he will definitely live up to the girl's affection... something like that." I listened attentively. It was only natural for the two of them to see such an advertisement and have such a dialogue. Di Wentong continued: "However, the advertisements were published day after day, and we noticed that there were advertisements in newspapers, large and small, which aroused my strong curiosity." I still didn't express any opinions, but I was thinking in my heart: Di Wentong's reaction was naturally based on his nostalgia for his son. Otherwise, ordinary people might not have any curiosity after reading such an advertisement. Comrade Di Wen said: "Every day, my wife and I have to say several times: Ah, I haven't found Jiajian yet, but unfortunately I don't know how to contact the person who advertised. Once I said, contact that girl. I The wife said: You can go to the newspaper office and ask, maybe the person who advertised will leave his name and address in the newspaper office. I thought it made sense, anyway, every newspaper has such an advertisement, so I went to ask.” I said "hmm": "Generally speaking, the newspaper office will not answer such inquiries." Comrade Di Wen said: "Yes, I even went to four newspaper offices, but I was politely rejected. I don't want to go any further. On the way home, I passed another newspaper office. Let's go in and ask again. I met an acquaintance, a nephew of mine, who is currently the deputy editor-in-chief of the newspaper. There are people in the court who are easy to handle. As soon as he heard my intentions, he took me to the advertising department. The staff in the advertising department said: I am here to advertise. It's a seventeen or eighteen-year-old female student, she looks very pretty, but she didn't leave her name and address, and the advertising fee has to be paid first." I have been listening patiently, although he still hasn't said why he is sure that Jiajian is his son.Not only has no strong evidence been presented, but it is increasingly wrong. I said: "If the advertiser is a young girl, then this Jiajian is even less likely to be a son." Di Wentong sighed: "Mr. Wei, at that time, I didn't think that this Jiajian was my Jiajian, so whoever advertises is all the same to me." When he said this, he naturally meant that things changed later, so I naturally had to listen patiently.Comrade Di Wen said: "The clerk said while looking through the materials, and said: The original manuscript of the advertisement is still there, please take a look. He handed me a piece of ordinary letter paper, and when I saw it, I was completely dumbfounded." gone." When Di Wentong said this, he showed a very excited expression, and his wife hurried over to hold his hand. Involuntarily, I sat up straight. Di Wentong took a deep breath: "That piece of letter paper is written on the advertisement, the handwriting is very beautiful, from the hand of a girl, there is no doubt, what shocked me is that on the original manuscript, the name Jiajian , one word has been crossed out, but it can still be seen that it is the word 'enemy', that is to say, that Jiajian's surname is enemy, Mr. Wei, enemy is a strange and strange surname. Jian, it can't be someone else, it must be my son, I made a photocopy of the original manuscript of the advertisement, please take a look." His hands were trembling involuntarily, he took a photocopied paper and put it in front of me. That's right, that's the original copy of the advertisement. More than one word has been changed, all crossed out in the same way, including the word "enemy".The word "di" was added to the word "jiajian". Naturally, it was originally "dijiajian" with both names and surnames. After it was crossed out, it became what was published in the newspaper. Jiajian" two words. I stayed for a while, and Chen Changqing said from the side: "Of course, the possibility of having the same name and surname is not ruled out." Di Wentong and his wife said in unison: "No, no." Chen Changqing said: "No one will be joking with you. If you are joking, you don't need to cross out the word enemy." I stretched myself: "Mr. Di, are you sure there is no one else with the surname Di?" Comrade Di Wen: "I can be sure that this surname was changed by my grandfather himself. He was stimulated by something, so he changed this surname, and our family has always been passed down in one line. Now...after my death, There will no longer be people with the surname of Enemy in the world, if the family is still alive and may spread, there may be a few more surnamed Enemies." This thing is really weird, I thought about it for a while: "Actually, it's very easy to contact the girl who posted the advertisement. Just put an advertisement next to his advertisement." Hearing what I said, Chen Changqing moved a newspaper in front of me. It turned out that they had already done so. Next to the advertisement looking for Jiajian, there was another advertisement: "Miss, we are Jiajian's parents. Please contact us." Address and phone number are below. Di Wentong shook his head: "It's so strange, according to the rules, if she is anxious to find Jiajian, she should contact us immediately as soon as she sees this advertisement, but it's been a week, not to mention seeing no one, not even a phone call." One." Chen Changqing stared at me: "What explanation do you have?" It is not easy to give an exact explanation for this matter at once. I am still thinking in my heart that the word "enemy" may not indicate a surname. The Jiajian that the girl is looking for is not enemy Jiajian at all. How can a girl Maybe go to the papers and find someone who's been dead for seventeen years?Therefore, when she saw Di Wentong's advertisement, she naturally felt that it was nonsense and would not contact her. I wanted to say what I thought, directly.However, I consider that after the death of their son, Di Wentong and his wife have been living in extreme pain. Although someone is looking for their dead son, this incident cannot change their life in any way, but at least it is in a pool of stagnant water. In the midst of this, throwing a stone can cause some waves. For their current life, the beginning is not a good thing, so why bother to disappoint them? So, I hesitated and didn't say anything, Mrs. Di said at this moment: "Wen Tong, do you want to tell Mr. Wei about that little girl... that strange girl came to find Jiajian?" I was stunned for a moment: "What strange little girl?" Di Wentong frowned: "This incident is really strange. I remember that it was the tenth anniversary of Jiajian's death. In order to miss Jiajian, every year on the anniversary of Jiajian's death, both of us...both..." When he spoke up to this point, his throat was constricted and he couldn't continue, and Mrs. Di also began to wipe away tears.This kind of scene is naturally depressing.I hurriedly said: "I know, the hearts of parents in the world... let's talk about that strange little girl." Di Wentong said "hmm": "At that time, my jade carving was not yet finished, the living room still had furniture and furnishings, and the ceremony of offering sacrifices was held there. We didn't have any relatives or friends, just the two of us, facing Jiajian's The portraits and relics were weeping silently. Suddenly, we heard another person crying besides our weeping. We looked back and saw a thin girl about ten years old. We didn’t know her. How did you come in, and I was crying while looking at Jiajian's portrait..."