The years when I was deceived into northern Myanmar

Under the sun, when I sat on the chair in front of the Judicial Committee, there were people standing behind me.

Yu Tou, Lao Yanqiang, Naha, Teacher Yu, Guan Mao, Bai Lang, almost everyone from Mengneng came, even Xiao Xiao came.

These people set up a table behind me, and placed stacks of hundred-dollar bills on the open table. They then put the money into red oriental red envelopes, and it was a real combination of things.

And me?

I just sat in front of the Judicial Committee and waited. Anyone who came over, it didn't matter whether he was carrying four boxes of gifts or going to a small store to buy cigarettes. As long as he brought something, I would give him a red envelope. If he didn't bring something, I would give him a red envelope. Come on, do the same thing, bow in front of me and say, "Master Xu, happy New Year." That's it.

I don’t know if this is cultural or not, but it must be a custom. It is said that this rule has not changed for decades since Lao Qiao established it.

It's just that I didn't use this rule to praise others. Anyone can stand behind me, but Burea was ignorant and didn't come.

I can understand.

Last night he took me back to the villa, and I didn't go home either. The two of us just sat on the sofa and endured it all night.

Men are weird sometimes. There is a bedroom upstairs, and there is a bed in every bedroom, but I won't go there. My waist hurts from sitting there all night, but it was really hot to talk.

Bujea told me a lot about his childhood, how he trained, how he was beaten, and what happened after he followed me into the park, how he held a woman with a surprised and coquettish expression on his face, and how he was treated with tenderness. After wrapping, venting shock.

Finally, when you get used to all this, you return to emptiness again.

He didn't mention Teacher Yu. I knew that this kid would never mention it again in his life, as if he had deleted it from his memory. But I also knew that during the days when he didn't mention it, everything It’s Teacher Yu’s figure.

Burea had never been in love, but he felt the body of a woman, just like a player who didn't know the plot of the game at all. After playing the game "Wind Spirit Moon Shadow", he directly met the player who killed the final BOSS instantly. It's fun, but it's not pleasant at all.

He had never experienced the bickering between the two when they were dating, nor had he experienced the relief after reconciling, nor had he experienced the shameless look of the man running down and extending his hand as soon as they reconciled.

It seemed that after using Fengling Yueying, I finally wanted to play it seriously, but as soon as I started, I encountered a big tree guard, which was so cruel.

So, after we both woke up in the morning, I called him: "Let's go with my brother to hand out red envelopes."

The other person’s answer was: “Who are they?”

Did you see that this kid knew how to ask "Who is there?" This shows that he is beginning to have a grudge.

After I told the truth, he said: "Okay, brother, I'm going to change clothes and take a shower, and I'll meet you at the Judicial Committee later."

Then there is no more then.

He also learned to lie.

I watched the whole morning slowly pass by, and the number of beauties on the table gradually decreased. When all the people who were supposed to receive the red envelopes had received them, I said, "Okay, take it."

It’s not that I don’t want to be like Lao Qiao, walking around my own land with my hands behind my back, and asking the Wa people who set up stalls cordially: “How is the business?”

Instead, Xiaoxiao and her best friend came, traveled all the way across the ocean, took a plane from the West to Thailand, and then specially brought their passports through the port to Meng Neng.

Can I not see this?

It was all agreed in advance.

They started to clean up the mess outside the Judicial Committee, and I wandered back upstairs. Behind me were Xiaoxiao, Teacher Yu, and Bai Lang. They waited for us to follow the elevator to my small office on the top floor. , just opened the door, and a woman wearing a leather jacket, jeans, and a white shirt was already waiting inside. she……

There is a sassiness about her that does not belong to a woman.

Her ponytail is combed very high, and she looks clean and tidy. She doesn't look like a delicate little girl, nor does she look like a lady, but rather has a sense of sophistication after entering the society.

After we met, Xiaoxiao immediately jumped from my side to the woman's side, took her arm and said, "Old Xu, this is Annie."

I nodded, as long as you don't tell me that her name is followed by the word 'Hathaway'.

Seeing that I didn't say much, Xiaoxiao started to introduce to Annie: "This is our Lao Xu. He is ill."

Anne responded: "You can see that."

"Since I entered this building, someone has taken away all electronic equipment, and there are dedicated female workers to conduct the most meticulous body searches to ensure Mr. Xu's safety. This is not a worry that ordinary people should have."

She was quite good at talking: "Mr. Xu, usually in this situation, the person in charge will blame his subordinates for making the guests uncomfortable and necessary procedures, saying that they are ignorant. Are you going to tell me this next?" ?”

This woman has not only traveled in the world, but it seems that she has also suffered a lot.

"Not at all. As Xiaoxiao's best friend, without me, no one in Mengni would dare to do this to you." This is my territory. Being good to you and relying on you is all a matter of my words. What's the point? Hidden and tucked in?

"Oh?" Annie's answer seemed unexpected to me: "Mr. Xu, can I ask why such strict examination standards are implemented for a doctor? Before, I went to the FBI to conduct a psychological evaluation of a perverted killer. I have never been treated like this.”

I lit a cigarette and didn't care whether she minded or not: "There's nothing I can't say. Several doctors came here before and said that the Red Cross was assisting our medical cause. We believed them, but at night this group of people... Attacking tourists with guns..."

Why are you running out of things to find?

"But for you, it's not because of this."

I sat behind the desk and said: "You, a psychiatrist from Harvard, would fly thousands of miles here for a small warlord in Southeast Asia. Do you think this is normal?"

Anne didn't even have any expression on her face to explain. Instead, she looked around and said, "Can we talk alone? Don't worry, your people have taken away everything on me. They even checked my socks." , I got this pen from your desk..."

I waved to the others.

The moment everyone left the room, she said, "Is Mr. Xu usually stressed?"

She said it as if she really wanted to treat me.

"Big?"

She recorded it very carefully.

"What's the usual reason?"

I stared at her: "Someone is pretending to be confused with me."

"Can you tell me more details?"

"For example, when someone talks about something in front of me, we both know at that moment that it is just a cover-up. She must have something to say to me, but she just didn't find a suitable opportunity, so it's not easy to get straight to the point... …”

Anne stopped writing and slowly raised her head to look at me.

I threw away the cigarette in my hand: "Isn't it obvious?" (End of Chapter)