Washington Opera House

  Du Ke's face stiffened, thinking that she should be the one asking him, who was it that made 100 phone calls. But aside from joking, she didn't have time to beat around the bush and directly got to the point, "When do you have time, can I find you to talk?"

  The noise on the other end of the phone remained loud for a while, then suddenly quieted down, as if it was an interlude in a song. Li Jiahao's voice finally came out naturally, muffled and hoarse, like someone who had drunk too much, asking "Can you drink?"

  "I know a little." She replied without thinking, and before she could think about it in her mind, she widened her eyes again and stuttered, "Wait, wait a minute...... hey...... hey?!"

  All that's left in my ears is continuous static noise.

  Bai Qing raised an eyebrow and stopped painting her nails, looking at Du Kuiwei with a questioning expression, "What did he say?"

  Many years later, Du Ke only remembered this day and still didn't understand where his courage came from at that time. If it were someone else, they would probably just laugh it off and forget about it.

  He told her, come now, Huafu Song City.

  If she hadn't gone, everything that happened afterwards wouldn't have occurred. Her life would have proceeded along a normal trajectory, perhaps finding another gentle and elegant university teacher like Xu Xue, living in an ordinary two-bedroom apartment, getting married and having children peacefully and happily, with grandchildren all around.

  In the end, Bai Qing was the one who broke the news: Du Kuiwei even dared to online date, what else wouldn't he dare to do? No one should envy him, with this kind of foolishness, it's a wonder he found someone.

  However, at that time, Bai Qingzhen was shaking her head like a rattle drum, pinching her waist and scolding her, "You don't even know when you're being sold out!"

  Du Keweiyu wasn't really stupid, she was just very confident in her own appearance and figure. She was certain that even if human traffickers were involved, they wouldn't dare to abduct her because of her looks. Moreover, she had repeatedly instructed Bai Qingzhen that if she didn't return within two days, he should quickly report it to the police, maybe they could catch a criminal organization hiding in the dark corners of society.

  Bai Qing glared at her with wide eyes, "Two more days? If you don't come back tonight, I'll immediately lead people to storm Huafu Gecheng. But speaking of which, do you really not want me to accompany you?"

  When speaking, Bai Qingzhen would occasionally glance at the phone screen with the corner of her eye. These subtle movements were all taken in by Du Kuiwei, who shook his head secretly. Although Bai Qingzhen usually looked like a seasoned veteran of love affairs, she was actually a devoted and sentimental little woman at heart. Her long-distance boyfriend Wang Ke had finally come from Beijing to see her, so how could Du Kuiwei bear to disturb their romantic evening?

  Besides, although Li Jiahao looks like a tough guy, he is absolutely unrelated.

  She changed her clothes and was ready to leave. Just before leaving, she realized an important issue: such a big Shanghai city, but didn't clarify which Huafu Song City it was.

  She had just raised this issue, and Bai Qingzhen rolled her eyes, with a "you're really hopeless" expression of helplessness.

  "When you go out and take a taxi, just say 'Huafu Song City', they won't even ask the second sentence." Bai Qing told her.

  In Song City, Du KeWei indeed didn't go there less often. For dozens of yuan and three hours, a group of people would be inside screaming their lungs out. As they sang to the end, getting hot, they'd casually take off their outerwear and start dancing on impulse. Those were things from when they first entered university, four years have passed, people who knew them went abroad, took postgraduate exams, those with connections at home all had jobs arranged for them, only a few of them still lingered in the campus, eating and drinking every day, running to recruitment fairs whose company names they weren't even very clear about.

  It's said that Xu Xue and he never came to sing together. Since she was with him, she changed her usual crazy image and devoted herself to being a good wife and mother. When Xu Xue went out to eat with him for the first time, when asked if she could drink, she shook her head without hesitation.

  Not gentle enough, not cute enough, not smart enough, even the only generosity was suppressed, Xu Xiang would treat her like trash, which is also reasonable. Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little relieved.

  The taxi stopped at the end of the pedestrian street, and the October evening wind blew a chilly dampness on her skin. The commercial street was crowded with people, and the colorful neon lights filled her eyes, shining brightly as if to showcase the hustle and bustle of the oriental metropolis. She looked up at the vertical sign of Huafu Song City, and suddenly she was dazzled.