Time passed quickly and nearly a month passed, but Zhang Lei still couldn't contact Wang Liqiang. We also went to his home address, and a young couple opened the door. They said they had rented the house for two years and they didn't know where the landlord lived.
Anyway, he wrote the IOU and the car is with me, so maybe he is raising money.
The fat man's mother's condition has worsened in the past two days. She has become so thin that she looks like she could float away with the wind. This makes the fat man's face gloomier than ever before.
I accompanied him during the day, and at night I usually went to Xuanwumen to play billiard or mahjong with Zhang Lei and his gang, and then went to pick up Clara Jiang at a certain time.
I had almost forgotten that girl, that natural beauty with lemon scent in her hair, except during many sleepless nights.
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