Sometimes after (postscript)

21

I took a look at the sleeping Xiaoqiao beside me, long since I had no desire to watch the movie.

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

At this hour, Jiajia was already out of school, right?

(Jiajia, I'm in an emotional crisis.) I sent to.

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

(It's been a while since I've had contact with you.) Kaja returned.

I looked at the time, in order to chat with Xiao Qiao. The eight years I dialed back at the moment actually followed my reality for the past six months.

(I've been busy studying lately.) I sent to.

(Busy still have time to talk about love? Also emotional problems. I want to go to school to denounce.) Jiajia returned.

I then remembered that Jia Jia is only a junior high school student.

I switched my thoughts (Jiajia, Superman if you lose the voice change stick. Will be picked up, will be returned to him?)

(I go, when I am still a child? Also Ultraman also transforming stick.) Jiajia returned.

I took a look at the text message I sent not only laughed, indeed too childish.

I held the phone just to reply.

But then received a text message from Jia Jia, (so get the voice changer can change?)

I looked at the text message and froze.

The change of body.

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I looked at Xiao Qiao, the word transformed used in her.

I gripped my phone helplessly.

(Can shapeshift.) I sent it.

(This looks like ah, if it is me I must transform to play a cool. I'll give it back to Ultraman when I'm tired of playing with it.) Jia Jia sent to.

Have a good time.

Tired of playing.

I looked between the lines of the hand began to twitch.

I must be thinking too much.

We're talking about Ultraman and transforming rods.

Not the weird and wonderful ones.

I just want to text back to Jia Jia.

A slender jade hand crossed my eyes and easily took the phone out of my hand.

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

"Uh, it's an old phone. Intended to be a backup phone, one for work and one for rest." I said in a hurry.

I didn't bother to get the phone back, acting casual.

"This guy is? We are talking about Ottoman?" Little Joe asked suspiciously.

"Oh, this person is my distant nephew. Still small, can only talk to him about cartoons." I said helplessly.

Watching Xiao Qiao cut to the desktop casually flipped, the desktop did not have a few applications.

Little Joe did not find anything that should not be found, and then handed the phone to me and said, "Childish, how big is the person."

I took the phone and was shocked, fortunately Xiao Qiao did not flip upward chatting content.

I put the phone away.

"This movie is really unexpectedly boring then." Little Joe grumbled.

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After sending Xiao Qiao home, I actually thought about what Jiajia told me all the way home.

A child is a child, what first have a good time before returning.

This kind of thing I have never even thought about.

In the mind.

It is always to go on, just pretend that which man did not appear?

The actual fact is that you will be able to get a lot more than just a few of these.

This question is deeply imprinted in my mind.

Wait?

Why don't I just ask Xiao Qiao?

Of course, not the current Xiao Qiao.

Rather, the future Little Joe.

I pulled out my old psychic phone.

I excitedly dialed the time to twenty-five years later.

Originally, I intended to dial fifteen years, but when I pressed OK, I realized that the ten digits had been adjusted a little more.

But I did not dial back.

My year is 2016, I turned the phone to 2031.

Ask the twenty-five years after the Xiao Qiao is not my wife, all this is not solved?

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(Xiaoqiao, are you there?) I sent it.

10 minutes, 20 minutes.

(In, yes?) The text message came back.

I was? Oh my God?

I shivered in fear, wait this number may I have not been talking to Little Joe it.

But I didn't dare send my name over, my chest ached.

(I'm an old friend. Married?) I sent it to, I could only sidetrack it.

(No, it's not time yet.) The text message came back again.

Not yet? My whole body was numb.

(Do you still know Luqiao?) I sent it to.

(Yes, who is it?) The text message came back again.

I didn't dare to look again, I turned the time back.

So twenty-five years later, Xiao Qiao is not even married.

I looked at the phone screen helplessly in a daze.

Not married, not the time.

So why talk to me about love now?

Pastime, or had to reject me?

At this time which man's thoughts but appeared in the mind.

I turned my phone to today and re-sent a text message to which strange number.

(The thing I heard, why can't you send a text message back to Xiao Qiao in these two years as a soldier?) I sent to.

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After a long time a text message came back.

(Know Xiao Qiao?) The text message came back.

(Recognize.) I sent it to.

(My name is Zhou Yu. Narcotics this industry, friends and relatives are not contactable. I don't want to become like this now, so easy to transfer the post has become this way.) Zhou Yu sent to.

I pondered for a moment.

(Really like her?) I sent to.

(Hmm.) Zhou Yu's short sentence made my scalp tingle as I read it.

It felt like I was about to give my last moment of sugar. It's like giving the last bit of sugar to your most annoying next door neighbor.

(I can help, get back Xiao Qiao.) I sent to.

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

(Really? That would be great.) Zhou Yu returned.

This weekend, I asked Xiao Qiao out to a nearby cafe.

I thought of many wordings, but none of them were to my satisfaction.

With very little time left, I thought I would have to say whatever I had to say.

The time of the appointment arrived, Xiao Qiao today wearing a floral dress.

The color of lipstick is surprisingly bright, it seems to be well dressed.

I smiled and beckoned, indicating my seat.

The two sat opposite each other and chatted.

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

Instead, I asked for a cup of concentrate.

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Xiao Qiao seems to have noticed something and asked, "Why do you drink how bitter today?"

"Nothing, because sleepy, I guess." I said.

But yes, I have hardly anyone had a good sleep these days.

I tried to say: "Xiao Qiao, know Zhou Yu?"

Just as my words came, Xiao Qiao's face changed.

Staring at me with wide eyes, she said, "How do you know him."

"Unintentionally, know." I said slowly.

"He is my childhood friend, right?" Xiao Qiao said.

"You have him in your heart, right?" I said.

Silence, Xiao Qiao slowly nodded his head.

The words that I had thought of before seemed to disappear at this moment.

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

Silence, then brought indeed Xiao Qiao's voice.

"Wait, how did you meet Zhou Yu. He died six months ago." Xiao Qiao said.

"What?" I was shocked.

A minute of silence.

"It can't be a fake death? Wasn't he an undercover agent of the drug series? This." I babbled in amazement.

"What are you talking about." Little Joe immediately jumped on and covered my mouth.

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

"Don't talk nonsense, come with me." Little Joe took my hand.

"Checkout." Little Joe's voice was unexpectedly subdued.

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Thirty kilometers away, the martyrs' cemetery.

"Little Joe? What are you bringing me here for?" I said in confusion.

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

I looked carefully at the tombstone, which only had the words Martyrs of the Revolution written on it.

I pointed to the stone tablet and said, "This is Zhou Yu?"

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

I stared at the stone tablet for a long time and swallowed hard, "Will it fake death, will it be like in the TV series."

"Which day, he left a message. I received is already a week later, I called. The person who answered the phone was the local police, and by the time I got there, the person was already dead. I heard that he had been shot six times by the old company in order to catch the leading boss. I picked up the person, and I pushed the body into the cremation room. The ashes were sent in with my hands, and the place was also chosen by me. Say how could I not know if he was dead or not?" Xiao Qiao said, at this point she was in tears.

"I, he. Which phone?" I said the words that even I do not know.

"I haven't asked yet, how did you know about Zhou Yu? See my space message board? Investigated." Little Qiao cried.

I took out my phone and said to Xiao Qiao, "It, it. It can more different time period of people text messages. It, I used it to find Zhou Yu."

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

This number Xiao Qiao has long remembered in his mind, but this phone number.

Xiao Qiao rummaged through her bag and took out a piece of phone card.

This is exactly Zhou Yu's phone card, but also the number of the phone in front of you.

Xiao Qiao looked at the contents of the text message between me and Zhou Yu last night above and froze.

Xiao Qiao picked up the phone.

I don't know what she sent.

But I know the opposite side replied because I heard the sound of the text message.

"Is it true?" Little Joe said, making the call.

"It's true, but the phone is unreachable." I said.

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

I nodded my head.

That seemed to be the end of my love.

I went home, tomorrow Monday.

It was time to go to work, but I took the day off.

Because where there was Little Joe, it seemed all the more reason for me to quit.

Disheartened, I drank a whole bottle of vodka.

I felt dizzy.

I don't know how long I slept.

When I woke up, I was hungry and dizzy.

I glanced at my phone and it was 9pm on a Monday night.

The idea of having something to eat came to mind.

I opened the door, but saw Xiao Qiao shrinking in front of my house.

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"?" I said.

Little Joe woke up, smiled at me and said, "I thought outside so wait, did not expect to be inside ah. Then I knocked on the door how? Eh, this smell on the body is wine?"

I laughed helplessly, the little Joe in front of me is so like an angel.

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

Xiao Qiao nodded her head, then said, "But first, take a shower."

It turned out that Little Joe had asked the company for my address when he found out I hadn't been at work all day.

In the hotel, Xiao Qiao handed me the phone.

"I took care of it." Xiao Qiao said with a smile.

"Done?" I asked?

"I told him about the phone and told him that in this world he was dead. And in which world did I not refuse to answer Zhou Yu's phone? I'll tell him how to chase me ah?" Xiao Qiao said.

"How to chase?" I was confused.

"Yeah, with the phone. Told Zhou Yu where I might be, and sure enough, he found me this morning. It's not my problem if he can't catch up after that." Xiao Qiao said.

"What does this mean?" My whole body was shocked.

"I love. Of course this love is after seeing such are willing to help Zhou Yu. A silly, like how things can just give to others." Xiao Qiao said.

"Ah? Which world of me? How to do?" I said.

"Ask him yourself." Little Joe said with a smile.

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

30

Half a year later.

Little Joe and I got married.

That phone was put down at home.

When I had time, I would take the phone and talk to Jiajia.

Another six months, Xiao Qiao was pregnant.

(I'm going to be a father.) I took the phone to Jia Jia sent to.

(I go, a year ago and I said emotional problems. Today, they are pregnant?) Jia Jia said back.

I laughed and fell on my face.

Of course later I learned which world of Zhou Yu also did not get together with Xiao Qiao.

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

Zhou Yu said that Xiao Qiao was pregnant and surrounded by a man named Lu Qiao. Very happy, he could not disturb them.

(Postscript).

Xiao Qiao was pregnant.

Ten months later, the baby is born as a girl.

Xiao Qiao's father proposed to take a word between each of the two as the child's name.

I Luqiao's Lu is the last name, and Xiao Qiao's Qiao is the first name.

Road Joe is the child's name.

And after that day I had two little Joes around.

Road Joe 16 years old, high school went to study abroad.

The child's mother could not give up her cell phone to her.

The child's mother couldn't give up her cell phone number.

One day Lu Qiao screenshot to me, the following written: Dad, now the scammers are so cheating people. Be careful.

And the content of the picture was me twenty-five years ago.

(Little Joe, are you there?)

(Yes, are you?)

(I'm an old friend. Are you married?)

(No, it's not time yet.)

(Do you still know Luqiao?)

(Yes, who is it?)