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Chapter 16 "Sometimes Later" Part Two

I glanced at Xiao Qiao, who was sleeping beside me, and I had no intention of watching a movie.

I held my phone and turned back the time to 8 years ago.

At this point, Jiajia has finished school early, right?
Text message content: (Jiajia, I am in a relationship crisis.) I sent it.

I thought it would take a long time to wait, but I found that I received a text message soon.

Text message content: (You haven’t contacted me for a while.) Jiajia is back.

I checked the time in order to chat with Xiao Qiao.The eight years I have dialed back now have actually followed my reality for half a year.

Text message content: (I have been busy studying lately.) I sent it to you.

Text message content: (You are so busy that you still have time to fall in love? You still have relationship problems. I am going to your school to report you.) Jiajia is back.

Only then did I remember that Jiajia was just a junior high school student at this time.

Content of the text message: (Jiajia, if Superman lost his transformation stick and you picked it up, would you return it to him?) I changed the content and sent it.

Text message content: (Here I go, do you think I’m still a child? I’m still Ultraman and can transform into a stick.) Jiajia is back.

I looked at the text message I sent and smiled, it was indeed too childish.

I was holding my phone and was about to reply.

Text message content: (So can the transformer I got transform?) I received another text message from Jiajia.

I looked at the text message and was stunned.

Transform. . .

I looked at Xiao Qiao and applied the word "transformation" to her.

I clenched my phone helplessly.

Text message content: (Can transform.) I sent it.

Text message content: (Look like this, if it were me, I would definitely transform and have fun. When I get tired of playing, I will return it to Ultraman.) Sent by Jiajia.

Have fun. . .

Tired of playing. . .

My hands began to twitch as I read the words.

I must be thinking too much.

What we are talking about is Ultraman and the Transformation Stick.

Not the weird ones.

I just wanted to text Jiajia back.

A slender jade hand passed in front of my eyes and easily took away the mobile phone in my hand.

"Eh? Why haven't I seen this phone before?" Xiao Qiao said.

"Well, this is an old mobile phone. I plan to use it as a backup phone, one for work and one for rest." I said quickly.

I didn't go to get my phone back and acted casually.

"Who is this person? Are you talking about Ultraman?" Xiao Qiao asked doubtfully.

"Oh, this man is my distant nephew. He is still young, so I can only talk about cartoons with him." I said helplessly.

I watched Xiao Qiao switch to the desktop and flip through it casually. There were not many applications on the desktop.

Xiao Qiao didn't find anything that he shouldn't have discovered. Then he handed the phone to me and said, "Childish, how old are you?"

I was shocked when I took the phone. Fortunately, Xiao Qiao didn't scroll up the chat content.

I put my phone away.

"This movie is really unexpectedly boring." Xiao Qiao complained.

After sending Xiao Qiao home, I was actually thinking about what Jiajia said to me.

Children are children, have fun first and then pay them back.

I have never thought about such a thing.

in mind.

Do you want to keep going and pretend that the man has never appeared?
Or should we make it clear in front of Xiao Qiao and see how she chooses?
This question is deeply imprinted in my mind.

and many more?

Why don't I ask Xiao Qiao directly?
Of course, not the current Xiao Qiao.

But the future Xiao Qiao.

I pulled out my old psychic phone.

I excitedly set the time forward 25 years later.

I originally planned to dial 15 years, but when I pressed OK, I realized that the position of the tens digit had been adjusted a little more.

But I didn’t dial it back.

My year is 2016, and I adjusted my phone to 2041.

Let me ask if Xiao Qiao will be my wife 25 years later. Wouldn’t all this be solved?

Text message content: (Xiao Qiao, are you there?) I sent it.

10 minutes, 20 minutes.

Text message content: (Are you here?) The text message came back.

I am?sky?

I trembled with fright. Maybe I haven't told Xiao Qiao about this number.

But I didn't dare send my name, because my chest felt sore.

Content of the text message: (I am your old friend, are you married?) I sent it, so I can only make insinuations.

Text message content: (No, it’s not time yet.) The text message came back again.

Not yet?My whole body was numb.

Text message content: (Do you still know Luqiao?) I sent it.

Text message content: (Knowing, who are you?) The message came back again.

I didn't dare to watch it anymore, so I set the time back.

So after 25 years, Xiao Qiao has not gotten married.

I looked helplessly at the phone screen in a daze.

Not married, not the time.

So why are you still dating me now?

Entertainment, or do you have to reject me?
At this time, the thought of a man appeared in his mind.

I set my phone to today and re-sent a text message to an unknown number.

Content of the text message: (I heard about you. Why can’t you send a text message back to Xiao Qiao during these two years in the army?) I sent it.

After a long time, a text message came back.

Text message content: (Do you know Xiao Qiao?) the text message replied.

Text message content: (We know each other.) I sent it to you.

Text message content: (My name is Zhou Yu. In the anti-drug industry, friends and relatives cannot be contacted. I don’t want to be like this. I finally changed my position and ended up like this.) Zhou Yu sent it.

I pondered for a moment.

Text message content: (Do you really like her?) I sent it.

Text message content: (Yeah.) Zhou Yu’s short sentence made my scalp numb.

It feels like taking the last piece of candy from yourself.Give it to the kid you hate the most.

Text message content: (I can help you recover Xiao Qiao.) I sent it.

I regretted it the moment I pressed send, but the message was sent.

Text message content: (Really? That’s great.) Zhou Yu is back.

This weekend, I asked Xiao Qiao to go to a nearby coffee shop.

I thought of many words, but none of them satisfied me.

There was not much time left, so I thought I could only say what I had to say.

The appointed time came, and Xiao Qiao was wearing a floral dress today.

The color of the lipstick was surprisingly bright, and it looked like she had been dressed up carefully.

I smiled and waved, indicating my seat.

The two sat across from each other and started chatting.

When the waiter came, Xiao Qiao ordered a caramel macchiato as usual.

But I asked for an espresso.

Xiao Qiao seemed to have discovered something and asked: "Drinking so much today makes it so bitter?"

"It's nothing, just because I'm sleepy." I said.

Indeed, I have hardly had a good night's sleep these days.

I tentatively said, "Xiao Qiao, do you know Zhou Yu?"

As soon as I finished speaking, Xiao Qiao's face changed.He looked at me with wide eyes and said, "How do you know him?"

"Accidentally, we met." I said slowly.

"He must be my childhood sweetheart," Xiao Qiao said.

"Do you have him in your heart?" I said.

Silent, Xiao Qiao nodded slowly.

All the words I had thought of before seemed to disappear at this moment.

Feeling that nothing was necessary, I lowered my head and said, "Let's break up."

Silence then brought Xiao Qiao's voice.

"Wait a minute, how do you know Zhou Yu? He died half a year ago." Xiao Qiao said.

"What?" I was shocked.

1 minutes of silence.

"Isn't it possible that he faked his death? Isn't he an undercover drug agent? This..." I babbled in surprise.

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Qiao immediately pounced on me and covered my mouth.

"I, I..." I didn't know what to do.

"Don't say these nonsense, come with me." Xiao Qiao took my hand.

"Check out." Xiao Qiao's voice was unexpectedly calm.

Thirty kilometers away, the Martyrs Cemetery.

"Xiao Qiao? Why did you bring me here?" I asked doubtfully.

"Don't you want to know if Zhou Yu is dead?" Xiao Qiao stopped in front of an unnamed tombstone.

I looked at the tombstone carefully, and there were only four words "revolutionary martyr" written on it.

I pointed to the stone tablet and said, "Is this Zhou Yu?"

"Well, even if you die, you can't have your name engraved on it." Xiao Qiao said.

I stared at the stone tablet for a long time and said hesitantly: "Will it be a fake death? Will it be like in the TV series..."

"That day, he left a message. It was a week after I received it, so I called him. The person who answered the phone was the local policeman. When I passed by, the man was already dead. I heard that it was to catch the leader. He was shot six times by the boss. I picked up the man and pushed the body into the cremation room. I carried the ashes in and I chose this place. How could I not know whether he was dead or not? Die?" Xiao Qiao said, with tears streaming down her face.

"Me, him. Which cell phone?" I said something that even I didn't know.

"I haven't asked you yet, how do you know Zhou Yu? Have you seen the message board in my space? You investigated it." Xiao Qiao cried.

I took out my mobile phone and said to Xiao Qiao: "It, it. It can send text messages to people in different time periods. It, I used it to find Zhou Yu."

Xiao Qiao looked at the screen stupidly, and in front of the screen was Zhou Yu's number.

Xiao Qiao had already memorized this number in his mind, but this phone number.

Xiao Qiao flipped through his bag and took out a phone card.

This is Zhou Yu's phone card and the number of the phone in front of him.

Xiao Qiao looked at the text messages between me and Zhou Yu last night in a daze.

Xiao Qiao took the phone.

I don't know what she posted.

But I knew the other person responded because I heard the sound of the text message.

"Is this true?" Xiao Qiao said and called.

"It's true, but the phone can't be reached," I said.

Xiao Qiao listened to the busy tone and said, "Can you lend me your phone? One day, just one day."

I nodded my head.

My love seemed to end like this.

I'm back home tomorrow Monday.

It's time to go to work, but I took a day off.

Because there is Xiao Qiao there, it seems more appropriate for me to resign.

Frustrated, I drank an entire bottle of vodka.

I feel like the sky is dark and the earth is dark.

I don't know how long I slept.

When I woke up, I was very hungry and dizzy.

I glanced at my phone. It was nine o'clock on Monday night.

The thought of eating something came to mind.

I opened the door and saw Xiao Qiao huddled at the door of my house.

"You?" I said.

Xiao Qiao woke up, smiled at me and said, "I thought you were outside, so I was waiting for you, but I didn't expect you to be inside. Then what do you do if I knock on the door? Hey, does this smell like wine on you?"

I smiled helplessly, the Xiao Qiao in front of me really reminded me of an angel.

"I'm hungry, can we have a meal together?" I said.

Xiao Qiao nodded, and then said: "But you need to take a shower first."

It turned out that Xiao Qiao found out that I didn't go to work all day, so he asked the company for my address.

In the hotel, Xiao Qiao handed me the phone.

"I've done it." Xiao Qiao said with a smile.

"Done?" I asked?

"I told him about the cell phone and told him that he was already dead in this world. And in which world wouldn't I refuse to answer Zhou Yu's call? I just told him how to chase me?" Xiao Qiao said.

"Why are I chasing you?" I was confused.

"Yes, use your mobile phone. Tell Zhou Yu where I might appear, and sure enough he found me this morning. As for whether he can catch up or not, it's not my problem," Xiao Qiao said.

"What does this mean?" I was completely shocked.

"I love you. Of course, this love comes after seeing you willing to help Zhou Yu like this. You idiot, how can you just give the things you like to others." Xiao Qiao said.

"Ah? The me in that world? What should I do?" I said.

"Ask him yourself." Xiao Qiao said with a smile.

I glanced at my phone and put it in my bag.

half year later.

Xiao Qiao and I are married.

The phone was left at home.

When I have time, I will chat with Jiajia on my mobile phone.

Another half year later, Xiao Qiao became pregnant.

Text message content: (I am going to be a father.) I took my mobile phone and sent it to Jiajia.

Text message content: (Here I go, a year ago you told me that you had relationship problems. Today you made someone pregnant?) Jiajia replied.

I laughed and fell on my back.

Of course, I later found out that Zhou Yu was not with Xiao Qiao in any world.

Years later I received a text message on my old phone.

Zhou Yu said that Xiao Qiao was pregnant and had a man named Lu Qiao by her side.They were so happy that he couldn't disturb them.

【postscript】

Xiao Qiao is pregnant.

Ten months later, the child was born, a girl.

Xiao Qiao's father proposed to choose one word between the two as the child's name.

My Luqiao's Lu is my last name, and Xiao Qiao's Qiao is my first name.

Lu Qiao is the child's name.

After that day, I had two Xiao Qiaos by my side.

Lu Qiao was 16 years old and went to study abroad during high school.

The child was so reluctant to part with it that she gave her my old mobile phone and my own mobile phone number.

Lu Qiao is working at the age of 21 and still uses the mobile phone and number her mother left for her.

One day, Lu Qiao gave me a screenshot, and underneath it was written: Dad, scammers are deceiving people like this now.Be careful.

The content of the picture is exactly who I was 25 years ago.

Text message content: (Xiao Qiao, are you there?)

Text message content: (Where are you?)
Text message content: (I am your old friend, are you married?)

Text message content: (No, it’s not time yet.)
Text message content: (Do you still know Luqiao?)

Text message content: (Know, who are you?)
(End of this chapter)