I Am In Love with Myself

Late at night, Weicheng is flashy and silent. No matter how flashing neon is, it can’t compare to the bustle of the day. The city center is still lively. The more you go west, the fewer cars and fewer people there are, and the lonely street lights are in series.

An Mu straightened up, urging the taxi driver to hurry up all the way, still covering the phone with her ears, there was only a monotonous beep in the microphone, no one answered him, no matter whether it was Maomao or Jian Yixi.

The phone's power finally couldn't hold on, and it turned off automatically.

The house leaked in the night rain, and all the shops encountered along the way were closed, and there was no chance to buy a power bank.

I knew I should first go to Jian Yixi's house and turn over her power bank. What kind of personal privacy should I care about at this time?

An Mu grasped the useless mobile phone, unconsciously exerted force, the fingertips became whiter and whiter, and suddenly clicked! The pinky finger nails snapped without warning!

It wasn't completely broken, and the tender flesh was still attached to it, and the blood poured out all at once.

An Mu lowered her head and glanced, the pain of her ten fingers and heart made her anxious heart cool a little, she took a piece of handkerchief and pressed it casually.

——Maomao, Jian Yixi, and the fake boyfriend, three people together, there shouldn't be too much problem. Although Jinfang Road is not a good place, it is not a Longtan Tiger's lair, so there is no going back.

——Relax, An Mu.

An Mu sighed and leaned back in the chair, staring at the endless road in front of the car. The heating in the car made her face peachy, and her tight red lips appeared a little more than usual. The points are different and charming.

The driver glanced at the rear-view mirror from time to time, and went to Jinfang Road in the middle of the night. He was such a seductive chick, and he couldn't help being a bit wretched in his voice.

"Is it time to go to work? Or to play?"

It's a lady at work, and it's not a serious person to go to play.

An Mu ignored her, and the street lights passed by, reflecting her eyes like a cold lake. It was an indescribable cold line of sight. With a faint glance, the driver couldn't help but fight a cold war.

However, it was only at that moment, and the driver quickly calmed down.

-Isn't it just a teenage girl? What's to be afraid of?

"Seeing you are so young, did you go to play? What's your phone number? Tell your brother, then go back and take the car. Brother won't charge you."

The old man, who was in his early forties, was almost 50, not ashamed of his "brother", seeing that she ignored him, he became more and more sultry.

"Tell you, don’t look at brother renting out. Actually, brother is to experience life. The Kesheng Group in the eastern district has shares in brother. He lay down every day to pay dividends. He was really bored before he came out to drive and changed to someone else. Brother will never tell the truth to her, that is to say you are a good person, come, add a letter from Brother V, and Brother will give you a red envelope."

An Mu lightly glanced at the car charger he put in his car pocket.

"I'm underage."

"What's the matter then? What are you afraid of adding a V letter?"

"My phone is dead."

"Hurt! Isn't it easy? Brother will charge you up!"

After charging the battery, the driver's mouth became more and more disgusting, and the more he spoke, the more disgusting he said, "Sister, you are really white" and "Sister, are you still in charge?" Fortunately, he got there soon.

An Mu opened the door and got out of the car and handed over the money for the car. The driver didn't pick it up, unplugged her mobile phone and started the machine, and shook her with a smile.

"This time I asked you, come, tell me the password, I add your v letter."

An Mu didn't have time to chat with him, and dropped the money from the car.

"Give me the phone."

The driver smiled hippiely, "I won't give you if you don't."

"Really not?"

"No!"

An Mu opened the zipper of the backpack and drew out a black electric stick with the thickness of a small wrist.

"Civilian electric sticks are not illegal. If you don't return me, I will defend myself."

"You, are you crazy?! Who is going out with this thing?"

"How can I prevent you from being a scumbag?"

The driver's face is ugly, and others are fine. Such a little girl can calm him down, so is he still a man?

"You step on a horse to die!"

The driver stretched out his hand to grab the electric baton, and An Mu didn't hesitate to follow him and rushed past.

Buzzing!

The driver's eyes widened, convulsed and collapsed in the driver's seat with the sound of a small electric current, and the phone fell into the gap between the seats.

An Mu received the electric baton and probed his hand to get out the phone. It was not bad, and the battery was not charged much, only more than ten percent, which could barely last a while.

She wrote down the license plate number and the driver's name, and before the driver got up, she turned and quickly entered the alley and dialed the phone.

No one answered the phone, no one answered the v letter, it was either shut down or shut down, or no one answered any calls.

If it is just one person, it can be explained that the phone is lost, and both are, how can she not worry about it?

An Mu walked hurriedly in the empty alley. It was less than 11 o'clock now, it was not too late. There were still some people walking in the alley, but there was no shadow of Jian Yixi everywhere.

She changed hands and hit 110 again, but after a while she couldn't contact her and reported the disappearance to the police. It definitely did not meet the disappearance requirements. The police would not accept it and could only report other things.

An Mu reported the driver's license plate number and name. He was verbally harassed by the driver while riding, and he was still a minor, and the driver was suspected of seizing personal belongings, so he reported them one by one.

After hanging up the phone, she turned to the address book, slid her fingertips, and stopped in front of Uncle Zhao's number.

Uncle Zhao is an acquaintance of Uncle An Mu and the leader of Weicheng Public Security. It is because of him that An Mu's parents reluctantly agreed to stay in Weicheng alone.

Before coming to Weicheng, she specifically said to her uncle, don't bother Zhao Shu to say hello to the school, just go to school, don't need to do anything special, or give Zhao Xudong the courage, and he dare not move her.

Uncle Zhao said that he could contact him at any time when he had something to do, and he could see that he was sincere, but An Mu knew in his heart that the contact is a favor, not she owes it, but the uncle owes it. If it is a last resort, try not to contact him. Knowing that there is still this relationship behind her, things that are originally simple can easily be complicated by others.

Before it was a last resort, Jian Yixi and Maomao just didn’t get in touch for the time being. Maybe they were in an environment that was too noisy and didn’t hear, or maybe she was afraid that she didn’t dare to answer the phone. It is unlikely.

Moreover, wait for 110 to come over, directly follow the police and civilians to report the situation, should also be able to get help.

Obviously, it was clear in his heart, but An Mu still pressed Zhao Shu's number.

She can't afford the consequences of her nightmare coming true, she doesn't want to have it all over again, it's still a waste that can't protect herself, and she doesn't want to make her adoptive parents sad.

She is now anxious, just want to find Jian Yixi quickly!

Toot toot——

The phone rang a few times and then picked it up. On the opposite side was Zhao Shu's kind voice.

An Mu didn't want to greet him, but only politely greeted him, and went straight to the topic. After the description was clear, he didn't forget to add.

"I just called 110, and it wasn't this case that was reported. The main reason is that I'm not sure if she had an accident. I want to ask Uncle Zhao to say hello to the policeman who came out of the police and ask them to help me look for it."

After hearing this, Uncle Zhao readily agreed.

"The 110 usually sends the police nearby. The police station in the western district should go to the police station. They are familiar with the people over there, especially those who often enter the bureau. I will ask them to contact directly to see if there is anything. Don’t worry about the situation, usually nothing will happen."

"Thank you Uncle Zhao."

"What are you polite to me? You go to the alley and wait, I will help you contact."

In a place like Jinfang Road, how could there be no registration at the police station?

It's just that they are like psoriasis. Severe treatment can get better for a period of time. If they relax a little, they will relapse, and the hiding is becoming more and more secret. On the surface, it looks like a serious hairdresser billiard hall. Actual regular customers know what is going on. Increased the difficulty of the police crackdown.

How can An Mu want to go to the alley and wait slowly? She thought for a while, and went to the hotel where she was dragged in in her previous life. Without asking the boss, she went upstairs and dragged a waiter to stuff a banknote. The phone photo was passed over and asked if she had seen it.

The waiter took a closer look and shook his head.

An Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

Although knowing that time has changed, and many things have changed, even if the things of the previous life happen again, they may not be in this hotel, and she is relieved that there is no such thing.

When she got out of the hotel, she looked left and right, diagonally across from the KTV home, there were screams and screams inside. No matter how strong the sound insulation was, it would be impossible to completely cut off.

She grabbed her mobile phone and entered the KTV, and asked the waiter a round, but she also said that she hadn't seen it.

The more no one saw it, the more anxious, An Mu turned around with the phone and went to the pool hall next door.

No one has seen it yet.

She asked all the way along the way, until she stopped at the deepest bar.

The bar is small and dark inside, and there are a lot of motorcycles and electric mountain bikes parked at the door.

This is just an ordinary bar, not the night that Maomao said. If they go to the bar, they should go to the night. There is no need to run so far from the city center to get here.

An Mu turned around and wanted to go back along the other side, and stopped after two steps.

The environment of the bar is noisy. If the three of them just happened to see this bar and happened to go in to play, or if Maomao’s eldest brother is a regular customer here, it is indeed possible that they would not notice the mobile phone.

Thinking about it this way, the possibility of a bar is even greater.

An Mu grabbed the phone with only 6 percent battery power left and stepped into the bar.

Pushing the heavy metal door, the choking nicotine scent mixed with cheap perfume, the smell of alcohol is so weak that it can hardly be smelled.

An Mu covered his nose and frowned in. This area was an old house, and the bar was also dilapidated and cheap. The laser lights dangling around, the band sang rock and roll hoarse, the demons danced on the dance floor, the closer the suburbs were, The more popular a bar with this tone is, the more popular it is, it may not survive in the city.

The bar is not too big, and there are not too many people. An Mu looked around in the crowd. The dim light and loud music made the already anxious heart more anxious.

No.

Nowhere.

Where are you? !

How can someone who is so obedient and obedient doesn't even answer a phone call at this time?

Didn't you really hear it? Still...or...

Before, I thought it was unlikely that something would happen. Everything was overreacted by her, and now she was a little uncertain.

She understands herself, no matter how much she is playful, it is impossible not to explain clearly to make her worry, not to mention that she has made so many calls, even if Jian Yixi hasn't seen it, Maomao should have seen it.

Is something really wrong?

The temple was throbbing and painful, the noisy environment, the dazzling colored lights, and the unpleasant smell that almost choked her, made her more and more uncomfortable.

Long-lasting memories keep pouring into my mind.

The disgusting face, the grinning smile, the sharp pain of falling down the building, the dragged despair... everything seems to have just happened...

An Mu walked through the crowd with a pale face, frowning, and no expression on her face. No one could see the emotion that she was on the verge of collapse.

She thought of her previous life, on the side of the road in the middle of the night, the warm corpse, the police car turned blood-red lights, no matter how she cried, her adoptive parents did not respond.

She remembered that Maomao had salvaged it from the cold lake, her fists clenched tightly, the proposal ring was still on her fingertips, but she never had the opportunity to wear the wedding dress she had been waiting for for ten years.

There was a sudden surge of indescribable fear, a fear that had never been seen again for many years.

She was fortunate enough to escape by jumping off the building in her last life. How about this life?

Jane Yixi...

Why didn't she stop her from going out? !

She knew that the purpose of her going out was for herself, so why did she let it go? !

What should she do if something really happens to Jian Yixi? What should the adoptive parents do?

To live a lifetime again, is it to watch yourself fail again and watch your adoptive parents distraught?

Someone came over laughing with their companions, and touched her without paying attention. The person turned around and helped her.

"Do not touch me!"

An Mu's whole body was tense, and he slapped the man away for almost a second, and the nervousness that had been soothing since rebirth climbed back again.

The man touched his nose, snorted, turned and left.

An Mu stood there, covered in cold sweat, and the phone buzzed twice. The 110 police called, but before she picked it up, the phone ran out of the last bit of battery.

An Mu squeezed out of the bar and walked hurriedly all the way to the entrance of the hutong. From a distance, he saw the police car parked on the side of the road.

With the police coming forward, everything is much simpler.

The security team adjusted the surveillance and quickly locked Jian Yixi's figure. Jian Yixi and Xie Maomao entered the alley and walked all the way to a pedicure hall, but they didn't come out again.

The police quickly took people to the pedicure hall. The boss was taken aback and hurriedly greeted him.

The police showed the monitoring screenshots to the boss.

"Where are they?"

Before the words finished, I saw Jian Yixi and Xie Maomao sneaking down the stairs, and looked back from time to time.

Seeing An Mu, Jian Yixi was stunned, and instantly smiled like a flower.

The author has something to say: the state is really bad these days

Just write it for a day

Splitting headache

Fell asleep

good night