When Liu Bolu heard Lin Qiao lying in front of him, he became even more curious about Lin Qiao’s identity.
“Who are you?” Liu Bolu’s tone revealed his distrust of her.
“Mr. Liu, please believe that I have no ill will toward you. As long as you agree to my request, I can tell you where Grandma Wang is immediately.”
Lin Qiao just wanted to finish this task quickly.
When mentioning the old lady Wang Guishu, Liu Bolu hesitated and finally nodded, “I promise you. You tell me.”
Lin Qiao told him the address of old lady Wang Guishu.
Liu Bolu just discovered that the person he had been looking for for so many years was less than ten kilometers away from him.
Lin Qiao told him about her conversation with old lady Wang Guishu that morning. At first, Liu Bolu refused to believe that the girl he had been thinking about for decades had already forgotten him. It was not until Lin Qiao opened her phone again and played the recording that he sighed deeply.
“That’s fine, that’s fine…”
After successfully completing the task, Lin Qiao was ready to say goodbye. Before leaving, she called Su Zhengxing back.
Su Zhengxing answered, but did not speak.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Su. My phone just fell to the ground and turned off. I’ve already left the old man’s house and will take a car to the airport right away. Don’t worry.”
Lin Qiao nodded and bowed to the phone, “I’m really sorry for wasting your precious time!”
Unexpectedly, Su Zhengxing didn’t say much, but just replied coldly, “I understand.”
Lin Qiao breathed a sigh of relief when she learned that he had finally given up looking for her.
After hanging up the phone, the driver asked Su Zhengxing, “Mr. Su, do you need to turn around?”
Su Zhengxing leaned against the back of the car. Half of his face was shrouded in shadow, and his expression could not be seen.
“Keep driving.”
When Lin Qiao was about to leave Liu Bolu’s house, Liu Bolu reminded her: “There are only two buses here a day, one at noon and one at 4:30 in the afternoon.”
Lin Qiao looked at the time on her phone. It was less than 1:30 now.
She tried to hail a taxi here using her mobile phone, but the price was doubled, and after half an hour, no one accepted the order.
However, knowing that Su Zhengxing would not come, she was no longer in a hurry. She shamelessly found a small stool to sit on at Liu Bolu’s house. Now, rather than standing on the roadside waiting for the bus, which would expose her to the sun and collect dust, it would be better to sit and play with her phone.
Liu Bolu ignored her and continued smoking one cigarette after another at the door.
After playing with her phone for a while, Lin Qiao looked up and saw his lonely and desolate back. She moved the small bench over and sat down next to him.
“Eight or nine out of ten things in life are not satisfactory, so you should be more open-minded about some things.”
Lin Qiao was talking to herself.
Liu Bolu knew that this was meant for him and found it a little funny that he had lived to such an age and still needed a young girl to enlighten him one day.
“How old are you? Do you know what is satisfactory or unsatisfactory?” Liu Bolu shook his head.
Lin Qiao retorted, “It has nothing to do with my age. Even a three-year-old has his or her own worries. They may seem trivial to you, but they do cause real pain.”
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