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"I will." Nan Junliang replied.

Then Ye Qingge said: "I read a lot of books in related fields during this time, and after I calmed down, I also recalled some things at that time. I don't know if my clues are accurate, but I want to provide you with clues. This may It's the last thing I can do for you."

Nan Junliang was silent for a while, and said sadly, "Don't say that."

Ye Qingge said: "We each transfer schools, and after we distance ourselves, we will have less and less contact in the future. Even if I still like you, you still... have a good impression of me, and we will gradually get used to the situation of not being able to see each other. , until the end, even if there is a chance to meet again, I will not choose to meet each other again. Jun Liang, this is the reality."

When she just transferred to another school, she regretted it many times and wanted to go back and persevere, but as time passed, her worries did not diminish, and the crazy yearning was slowly fading away.

Her first love died under the threat of a stalker.Cruel...and pathetic.

But even though she suffered serious psychological trauma because of this abnormality, Ye Qingge still tried to come back and find Nan Junliang.If they were just boys and girls who liked each other, Ye Qingge wouldn't have to do this.

But they are still friends.

Nan Junliang covered his face: "Can't you stop being so direct? Give people a little hope."

Ye Qingge said: "Hmph. I feel that I have no hope. There are never fewer girls who like you. Even if you say it nicely, I know if you will meet another girl who will talk to you speculatively." I can be with you every day, and gradually you will like her more than others."

Nan Junliang said: "I don't have a girl with a good relationship with me now, all of them are boys, okay?"

Ye Qingge: "..." Can she say that she has always felt that boys are not safe?

Ye Qingge realized that the topic was going too far, so she said, "I took back all the things the other party left behind from the police. Because the case has not progressed, and they are more reasonable, so it was easy to get them back. The police It is said that the fonts on these notes are very special. It looks like a typeface, but the calligraphy style is very special. There is even no matching font library on the market. If I have to say... the police said that the person with the most similar font style is actually It's you. Speaking of which, what font did you copy when you practiced calligraphy?"

Nan Junliang: "You seem to be teasing me. We were promoted from the same elementary school, and I didn't take calligraphy classes outside of class. Aren't the copybooks I copied the same as the ones you copied?"

"They don't mean to say that I wrote those notes, or took them out of my homework?"

Ye Qingge heard it, her tone was a bit weird, and she said, "Although the style is a bit similar. But according to the experts who identified you, you probably need to practice calligraphy for another ten years to reach that level."

Nan Junliang laughed self-deprecatingly: "I don't know if I can live to ten years later."

Ye Qingge thought his words were unlucky and told him to shut up.

No clues could be found from the calligraphy, so Ye Qingge gave other information, such as the way that person tried to intimidate Ye Qingge every time to get a glimpse of his personality traits.

"...the letter paper used every time is very particular, and the police have searched for it, but almost no similar source can be found. In other words, the letter paper may be custom-made. Before knowing the specific custom-made place, the police uncle said that they are It is difficult to find out the list of suspects through letter paper."

Nan Junliang expressed his understanding: "Understood. Too much or too little circulation is not easy to check."

"However, rather than using ordinary stationery with a large circulation, he would rather choose custom-made stationery that is extremely easy to reveal some personality information, which shows that he is very confident and even proud, and he is not afraid of being inferior to his identity from the source of the stationery. The design of the stationery is very surprising. The level of drawing is also very high, which shows that his financial conditions are also very good...he should be a rich man."

Nan Junliang said: "Now there are two most important issues. One is what is the ultimate goal he wants to achieve by doing these things, and the other is how he invaded your home and monitored your actions."

Ye Qingge said, "The police suspect it's a tiny robot."

Nan Junliang: "...a tiny robot?"

This was an answer that surprised him, but after saying it, Nan Junliang felt that the statement was unexpectedly convincing.

"As for the purpose... Jun Liang, he has indeed told you clearly, hasn't he?"

After hearing this, Nan Junliang bit her lower lip and said, "...I can't accept it."

Ye Qingge was taken aback for a moment: "What do you mean?"

Nan Junliang felt that it was particularly shameful to say this question in front of the girl he liked, but he paused for a moment, and said it through gritted teeth: "Am I particularly attracted to gays!?"

Ye Qingge didn't expect him to say this. After thinking about it, she comforted her: "There are quite a few girls who like you in school, so it shouldn't be counted."

Nan Junliang said, "Is it because I have a pretty face?"

"Although this may be one of the reasons..." Ye Qingge paused, "But it's definitely not all."

Nan Junliang talked with Ye Qingge on the phone for a long time, and finally Ye Qingge began to send him electronic files, including pictures and documents, which were basically the information Ye Qingge collected in the previous incident or after the incident.

Yan Ximin stood outside for as long as they chatted.

Yan Xiwen went to and from the corridor three times and saw Yan Ximin leaning against the wall in the same posture, his whole mind was on Nan Junliang's side, and he couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

Yan Ximin was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I have something to ask Nan Junliang, but it seems that it is not suitable to interrupt now."

Yan Xiwen said: "If you really have something to do, just go and talk about it. Otherwise, if it's not important, you can go back and do something later and come to look for it later. You look at me so eagerly, I thought something was wrong with you."

Yan Ximin gave Yan Xiwen a puzzled look.

Yan Xiwen said, "It's almost as if... Forget it, let's not talk about it."

Yan Ximin: "...crazy."

Afterwards, Nan Junliang received a large amount of information from Ye Qingge, read and filed them one by one, and finally found a lot of useful advice, and the image of the stalker himself gradually formed in Nan Junliang's mind.

This stalker is so good at manipulating electronic devices that, in fact, it's probably not enough to describe his skill level.According to his intrusion performance on electronic equipment several times, the ability of the local police station is not enough to estimate his upper limit of ability.

If Nan Junliang's parents were still alive, they might be able to invite computer experts to fight against him, but under the current circumstances, it is difficult for them to even evaluate his ability.

"I'm basically sure that he has no way to completely monitor my every move." Nan Junliang thought for a while and said, "In fact, he should have this ability, but I don't know why...he didn't. Do it. Is it because you are restricted by something, or because you are concerned about someone?"

"Speaking of which, Grandpa's family doesn't have any computer experts."

Ye Qingge said: "...Jun Liang, do you feel that...he is actually a little afraid of you."

Nan Junliang froze for a moment.

"I took a look at this text message. It said [I can give you everything, but only this thing is never allowed]. Compared with threats, don't you feel that this sentence is more offensive... How should I put it? Talk about conditions smell? And this 'everything'... even has a sense of sacrifice and devotion for you."

"Stop teasing me. This kind of stalker behavior...you call it sacrifice?"

Nan Junliang sneered disapprovingly, then paused, and said: "And I don't know who the other party is, and I don't think I have any friendship with the other party...Why do you think he sacrificed?"

Ye Qingge: "...Love will always make people sacrifice. Although I can't understand it, I think that kind of feeling exists." Then she paused and said, "Of course I don't mean that I approve of this kind of behavior, in fact I think what he did is disgusting... However, since we want to try to find out his details, we have to try to reverse his psychology."

"It's useless even if you lie to yourself, the fact is... this stalker, he loves you like crazy."

Ye Qingge's words made Nan Junliang feel very complicated.

He feels nauseous sometimes.This is not hypocritical, just a very natural feeling.He knows that there are many people who like him, they don't need to understand his temperament, they don't need to develop a deep relationship with him, they just need to know that he is good-looking, and they can consciously love him deeply, and then use this as an excuse to harass his friends and hurt him. The person Nan Junliang really cared about.

Does color control count as love?

Take off Nan Junliang's face, and pretend to be a wretched man, a sex offender, a pedophile, a domestic violence man... Will they still like it to death?

Nan Junliang felt that probably half of them would.

And the other half of people don't like the real him, but all the beautiful fantasies that match that face.

Of course, color control is not a mistake, but a way of life chosen by each of them.In this world, there are beauty controls, and there are industries that rely on serving beauty controls, so that's nothing.As long as this kind of affection can rationally stop at pure love, it is not wrong.

But this stalker has obviously exceeded this speed too much.

To describe this behavior as love is an insult to the word love.

After finishing the phone call with Ye Qingge, Nan Junliang felt a little lost.He stood there, holding his mobile phone for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, Yan Ximin finally waited for him to finish the call, but he didn't want to give him any more time to think about it, walked up and said: "You finished the call ?”

Nan Junliang forcibly suppressed the melancholy, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Ximin said: "You still said you're not a girlfriend, with an expression of reluctance to hang up the phone."

Nan Junliang said: "It's the girl I liked before. That's right. But it can only be like this."

Yan Ximin: "Did she reject you?"

Nan Junliang frowned and said, "Why do you sound a little gloating?"

Yan Ximin quickly restrained his expression and tone, and said, "What's the matter?"

Nan Junliang said: "Something happened, she changed schools."

Yan Ximin asked, "Do you still like her?"

Nan Junliang glanced at him, thought for a while, and said honestly: "I think I still like it, but it should be impossible."

Hearing his sad tone, Yan Ximin seemed to be really sad, and the momentary distress was greater than the inexplicable soreness, and even started to ask: "Is she beautiful?"

Nan Junliang said: "Although she may disagree, I think she is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."

Yan Ximin didn't expect the evaluation to be so high, and the inexplicable sourness in his heart resurfaced again, and when he realized it, he had already asked a deadly question: "Prettier than you?"

Nan Junliang raised his head, and Yan Ximin was awakened by the sharp eyes at that moment: "Unless they are gay, most people will not ask boys whether you look good or your girlfriend looks good!"

Yan Ximin blushed immediately, and said, "I'm not gay—I'm just...just asking..."

Nan Junliang said: "Your smoothness is quite weird."

He rolled his eyes.

This supercilious look is inexplicably good-looking, Yan Ximin was stunned for a moment, his emotions gradually calmed down, the heat on his face subsided, and his thoughts returned, so he pretended to be calm and said: "Even if I am gay, good-looking is Looks good. If it's you, cousin, it doesn't matter if I'm gay."

He purposely said this in a joking tone, but Nan Junliang didn't answer, instead he glanced at Yan Ximin meaningfully, forcing him to explain himself: "Just kidding! Just kidding! You won't take it seriously, will you?"

Nan Junliang said: "I'm very sensitive to this kind of thing. If you make this kind of joke a few more times, I will really take it seriously."