Chapter 65 He Seems to Have a Brain

Chapter 65 He Seems to Have a Brain

There was a small riot in the hall.

It all started with a young man. Others saw that the man, who had just been sitting and drinking, suddenly got on the ground and started looking for something like a madman, using the flashlight from his cell phone to shine everywhere.

A kind-hearted person stepped forward to ask, and the light hit his face, "Your flashlight blinded me."

When they found out that the bracelet had been lost, they looked at it on the ground for a few seconds and advised that if something was lost, they could buy another one. Immediately, they received Xue Yijie's strangely polite smile.

Xue Yijie ran back and forth along the route in and out, including the small side door through which he came in.

"I want to check the surveillance." Xue Yijie went to the front desk. He had no recollection of when he had the memory of the red rope. He was in a bad state today and was in a low mood. He did not drive, but took a car to the cemetery to pay his respects. The journey was very long.

"I'm sorry, sir, I can't make this decision."

"I may have left something valuable here, and I need someone who can make the decision to come out and deal with this matter." The receptionist felt that although he was smiling, he had already collapsed.

"Wait a moment, I will inform you."

The manager arrived shortly.

After Xue Yijie explained her identity and expressed her willingness to pay a huge amount of money, as long as the object is found, all the employees who have contributed can get a certain percentage of the money. The premise is that the object must be found, no matter who finds it.

"There is a broken surveillance camera here, it may take time to repair it."

"Let's go there and have a look." The manager personally took people there.

Xue Yijie continued to stare at the surveillance camera, not daring to move his eyes away for a moment. The more he watched, the more desperate he became. Was he really drunk?

Actually, it’s not a very valuable thing, just a red rope at the airport.

Mom was going abroad for vacation, and she said that someone would give out red strings for a lottery at the airport. He knew that she was always frugal, so she must have asked for a red string and wore it happily.

When I came back I threw it to him and said: If you don’t listen you can only wear the red string. Mom didn’t bring you any specialties.

The manager anxiously asked a technician to repair the surveillance of the side door and dialed the phone number of the aunt in charge of the sanitation in that area.

"Auntie went home after get off work and couldn't be contacted."

"Engineer Sun is on his way."

If you can't find it, if you can't find it.

He ran out like crazy and searched back and forth on the road.

Xue Yijie hated that he had no memory of losing the red string in his previous life. He had a red string in his hand in the later days of his previous life, but did he lose the red string in his previous life? What if losing the red string was a butterfly effect?

There is group differentiation.

He stared at the crowd's feet, walking fast and furiously, with hatred and regret on his face, and the crowd retreated away from him.

"The Environmental Sanitation Bureau, the Environmental Sanitation Bureau's phone number, and the cemetery manager's official website has contact information." He muttered to himself, took out his cell phone to check the number, and passed by the police department. He even wanted to go to the police station to report the crime.

He can also offer a reward.

Go to the social media account to seek help, now his number of fans has reached a considerable number.

"Hello." The manager called.

"We contacted the cleaning lady, and guess what? She said she had seen the rope and almost threw it away as trash, but it was picked up by a woman who claimed to be a friend of the owner of the red rope, but the cleaning lady didn't recognize her and said she came down from the second floor."

The manager spoke excitedly and talked a lot of nonsense.

Xue Yijie ran back frantically.

Manager: "Mr. Xue, we are identifying the surveillance cameras at various entrances for Auntie this morning. There are so many people coming and going. The woman came down from the second floor, which has always been rented out, so there is no surveillance. The surveillance camera leading to the side entrance also happened to be broken. What a coincidence, what a coincidence."

He wiped the sweat off Xue Yijie's face and emphasized, "It's the end of life, it's not a conspiracy."

The cleaning lady who was called back shouted loudly: "The woman was wearing a black dress, very beautiful, with long hair, carrying a rare crocodile bag, and her nails were also very tasteful."

Xue Yijie: "Watch the surveillance video in groups of two, and circle out the similar ones."

Everyone's eyes gradually became dry.

The waiter asked: "Auntie, is there anything else special about that woman besides the black clothes?"

The aunt then told me the brand of her necklace, the material of her bracelet, and the style of her earrings. "Anyway, you will definitely feel something when you see her, like she's a star."

"Auntie! The needs of TV stars and real people are different. Even real beauties may not be photogenic, let alone this kind of surveillance. Think about it, besides the jewelry, what are her characteristics? Are there any obvious hair accessories on her head? Or which celebrity group does she look like?"

"Let me think, let me think, that beautiful girl is like... like..." The aunt didn't recognize several modern stars, but she saw a woman standing in front of the stage and pointed.

"Just like her."

The woman threw an old red rope in front of Xue Yijie at the counter and asked, "Is this yours?"

The voice was not loud, and the tone was the usual gentle one in Xue Yijie's memory, with a drawl between the lines.

The workers who were running the machines driven by anxiety also stopped.

Xue Yijie felt that his wandering and free heart was like a swinging pendulum. The clock of fate went round and round. No matter whether it was pushed backwards or forwards, the pendulum just swung unstoppably within its trajectory.

Unless the pendulum suddenly breaks and detaches from the clock, it will fall to the ground and stop swinging.

Someone said, "So does Mr. Xue's previous words still count? Once we find the bracelet..."

"Count."

In everyone's eyes, the woman who stood on the table with one hand and handed over the red rope was like the sea water, suppressing the impetuous waves of the crowd with pressure, sinking them, and descending into the deep sea.

She is the surface water of the sea that receives the sunlight, and it shines very brightly.

The waiter felt like his eyes were going to be blinded by the light, it was so dazzling, so dazzling, it turned out that this was the living God of Wealth.

Xue Yijie looked up and stared at her quietly.

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The male protagonist seems to have a brain.

Cui Jing was a little surprised. She knew to check the nearby surveillance and mobilize everyone's strength, instead of being a one-sided passive character, a protagonist NPC who followed the settings.

The protagonist and the NPC are a novel combination. The protagonist is the protagonist, but also an NPC. The protagonist NPC who changed his position raised his head and drank another cup. After drinking too much, he started to mess around with the plot:

"Today is my mother's anniversary."

"Yeah." Cui Jing said indifferently: "Then I understand."

So what?

I've been very lenient towards you by helping you get the bracelet back.

Don't expect me to continue to interfere. I'm not here to play games. Even if this game is terrible, the forces of both sides are seriously uneven, and the game planner has such a bad taste that even cannon fodder can't escape, you, as the protagonist, will be unlucky for the rest of your life and follow the plan! Only readers will beat the gong and drum for you.

"But..." She paused.

Perhaps the blue light has a kind of magic, and its existence will always bewitch people. His face was not too sad, just the right amount of sadness, and covered with a layer of blue, the killing power was huge.

This blue will spread in the night sky and become moonlight.

"...You'd better go check on the sister you found." Cui Jing said clearly.

She saw that he seemed to wake up all of a sudden, the haze in his eyes faded away, and was followed by a huge wave of emotions, a mixture of ecstasy and hatred.

His lips were trembling slightly, and tears fell from his eyes, big tears. His eyes were hazy and his tone was nasal.

"I'm glad you told me this, Cui Jing."

"I won't help you with anything anymore." Cui Jing said coldly.

Aren't you helping me?

The current reality in Xue Yijie's eyes overlapped with the known fragments of memories from his past life. The strip of cage shadow reappeared in front of him, and the cloth covering the light was lifted. Outside the cage was a beautiful face with a slight surprise. It was Zhai Yang's wife.

She squatted down and her skirt bloomed.

"Do you want to leave?"

He didn't dare to nod. His self-esteem was crushed into rancid mud and turned into a pool of filthy water. He was nailed firmly to the pillar of shame by the moral blade of the mistress. No matter whether his body was free or not, what bound him was not the cage, but himself.

Just mechanically give the standard answer: "I won't leave."

— Still running? Your sister lost her job, her friends, and if she was almost hit by a car today, there will be more accidents in the future.

——I won’t leave, Zhai Yang.

——Are you willing to love me now? Xue Yijie.

Zhai Yang's condescending gaze was woven with hatred despite his shallow liking.

hatred?

What do you hate about me? Do you hate that my paintings were ruined and I took the money to go abroad? Or do you hate that your empty emotions are withering because the plant has no nutrients supplied? Then just continue to wither.

——I won’t leave, and I don’t love you.

"Why are you crying?"

Cui Jing thought that his crying was kind of cute, so she stuffed the tissue provided by the bartender into his hand and watched him wipe his tears with his head half turned away shyly. In the blink of an eye, his tears filled up and fell.

He seemed to have given up resisting, and leaned down on the table, burying his head in his arms like a sad seal, and the slight shaking of his shoulders showed that he was immersed in sadness.

Cui Jing hesitated for a long time, then put her hand on the back of his neck to comfort him. She heard him repeating:

"Thank you...thank you, thank you..."

Refusing to give up.

Suddenly I felt unpleasantly that you are really a human being.

Is Happy Ending disgusting to you?

In fact, you are not the male protagonist of the Bl article, and the female protagonist of some BG articles is not the female protagonist. Whoever gets more favor from the author is the real protagonist.

The readers have no way to vent their emotions. After looking around, they see that this fake protagonist has no way out, so they beg: This is too tragic, why don’t... the protagonist just die? What’s the point of living like this, weak and without dignity.

Shouting:

Don't live anymore!

go to hell!

Why doesn’t the protagonist deserve to live? You can live with or without dignity.

Cui Jing frowned slightly, and applied a little force to the hand that was half holding his neck, and the thumb pressed against the hot dimple on his neck.

You are so good now, but you might stab her in the back and get involved in some disgusting things. Cui Jing does not have any hope for the protagonist of the abusive novel. Every time he seems to advance or retreat, every time he makes a choice, he is forced to the only way by the author.

"Xue Yijie, can you live well?"

"Thank you, I will live well."

Xue Yijie's mind went blank. He didn't know what he blurted out. He only knew clearly why he was crying with joy.

"I am very happy……"

It turns out that so much time has passed, and when I start over again, the world has become even stranger, but you will still save me.

"Please do not……"

Cui Jing thought the sentence was very strange. She was drawn into his hunting temptation and asked the following question: "Please don't what?"

Please don't leave me, let's start over again in this life, okay? Xue Yijie smiled shyly:

"I really like you."

Cui Jing stood up suddenly and looked at him with an unprecedented strange expression.