The years when I was an old man

I have rarely seen Zhang Fan so impatient.

I put down the phone and immediately returned to the dormitory.

As soon as I arrived downstairs, the scene in front of me made me frown.

Zhang Fan was standing at the door, her head raised, looking proud and dissatisfied.

Opposite her, Xiao Duo looked at Zhang Fan angrily like a rose with thorns.

Next to Zhang Fan, there was a mute with a mischievous smile on his face, looking at the lively mute in a cheesy manner.

The two of them didn't notice me, and I couldn't help but slow down.

"I told you, you are not welcome here, and I don't want to see you on the sixth day of the month!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaoduo immediately said to the mute:

"Mute, close the door. No one is allowed to open the door without me speaking!"

"Okay, okay, okay!"

The mute immediately stepped forward to prepare to close the door. He did not forget to smile evilly at Zhang Fan and said:

"No, no, it's not my fault. It's Xiao Duo who gave in. One day, if you want ten thousand yuan, you'll become Mr. Liu's husband, madam. You, don't, don't sue me..."

As soon as the words fell, the mute immediately said "ouch".

Xiaoduo reached out, pulled the mute's ear, and said angrily:

"You stinky mute, you actually betrayed yourself!"

As the mute screamed, I deliberately coughed slightly and walked out from the corner.

The moment they saw me, Zhang Fan and Xiaoduo shouted at the same time:

"Sixth day!"

I could only nod awkwardly and then said:

"Go in and talk!"

"Don't do good deeds on your back, and don't do any good deeds on your back. Is there anything you can't say here?"

Xiaoduo seems to be very hostile to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan didn't say anything and looked at me with a bit of pride.

"Xiaoduo, we have something serious to do!"

"Humph!"

Xiaoduo then angrily got out of the way.

Zhang Fan and I walked into the door together, but we had only taken two steps.

Zhang Fan suddenly turned around and nodded gently towards the angry Xiaoduo.

Then, she actually made a victory gesture.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly. I didn't expect Zhang Fan, who is usually serious, to have such a childish side.

As soon as he entered the room, Zhang Fan looked around my room.

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, I couldn't help but ask:

"Zhang Fan, what are you talking about?"

Zhang Fan then looked at me and said:

"A shocking event!"

As she spoke, she took out a Nokia mobile phone with its paint worn off from her pocket.

I do know this model of mobile phone, it belongs to the earliest batch of digital mobile phones.

She skillfully opened the text message, put the phone in front of me, and said:

"Look at the recipient's name!"

I glanced at it, but when I saw the two words Merlot, I felt as if I had been struck by lightning.

Mello?

How can it be?

You know, when my father died, there was no cell phone.This can't be his relic.

I quickly took my phone and clicked on the message.

You can see that there are only two pieces of information above.

The first one is that reaching for the stars is about to happen, and monsters and ghosts are about to appear, so you must pay attention to your safety.

The second message is a reply, only three words, got it.

"Whose phone is this?"

I hastily asked a question.

Zhang Fan stared at me and replied slowly:

"My father's. This was his old mobile phone. Later, the battery couldn't be used, so he got a new one. This mobile phone was always kept in the bag he carried with him. Today I accidentally saw it. After charging it, I found this Two pieces of information. I don’t know what to say other than shocked or shocked!”

Why am I not like this?

At this moment, I only felt a numb scalp.

"Chu Sixu, did you see your father buried with your own eyes?"

I sighed, recalling the last time I had with my father.

After he asked me to never gamble, he passed away.

After that, my uncle took the people who sent my father back, took my father and left.

What happened next, I have no idea.

All my father left me was a cemetery in the middle of nowhere.

I looked at Zhang Fan and asked her:

"You mean, my father is not dead?"

"It's not impossible. Otherwise, how could my father send a message to someone from Melo? You also saw the time of the message. It happened to be the eve of the Star Reaching Competition!"

Zhang Fan helped me organize my thoughts.

I thought for a while, then shook my head and said:

"Impossible, I saw him die in front of me with my own eyes. Even though I was young at the time, I could still tell the difference between the living and the dead..."

As I said that, I looked at the phone number in the message.

"No need to call, it's useless. I just called and it showed that it was off. But there is one more thing I want to tell you. I asked a friend to help me check the name of this number on the way here. Do you know who it is? "

"Who?"

"Chu Changfeng!"

what?

My scalp was numb with shock.

When my father was alive, there was no such thing as phone cards.

And he has been dead for so long, how could someone use his identity information to apply for a phone card?

He is not dead?

I do not believe!

"On the sixth day of the lunar month, you know the weirdness of Qianmen Jianghu. Really, I won't be surprised by what happens in this Jianghu. I really think that your father may have faked his death. As for the reason, then I I don’t know…”

I leaned on the sofa blankly, my mind a mess.