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Volume 1 Happy Life in the Ivory Tower Chapter 75 No Suffering and Tiredness Found

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    Two more days later, I returned from Fuzhou and Sanming. It was late in the evening. I had traveled thousands of kilometers and found nothing. Neither the private detective nor the city that Liang Yuzhou provided could find it, or I don¡¯t know if I had been looking for it.  The place has been missed, and Shan Yong's confidence and patience are being worn away bit by bit by the increasingly confusing road ahead.

    After returning to Xiamen, he found a private dining room and asked for a private room. While eating, he thought, now he believed what the doctor at the 174th Hospital of the People's Liberation Army said. If the family members deliberately concealed their names, it would take two people to find him.  With his eyes darkened, he considered that if Mr. Zuo deliberately found a quiet environment to place his daughter there first, it would definitely not be easy to find her. At the very least, he should make sure that no one from the Liang family could find her.  .

    But now this obstacle has become a roadblock in front of him.

    "No, you can't look for it like a headless fly. It should be a place that only Zuo Lao knows, so you should look for it from Zuo Lao's life trajectory." Shan Yong frowned and thought of this when he put down his chopsticks.  But when I went downstairs, I felt depressed again. The old man had probably traveled all over China in his life, and he had friends all over the world. He wouldn't leave it to others, would he?

    "No," Shan Yong thought, he might not want to publicize these family scandals.  And the senior sister who has no understanding of current affairs may not be able to get along with ordinary people, let alone being sick.

    Where will it be?  Shan Yong thought it wasn't too far away, he probably hadn't left the province.  But it won't be too close. At least it should be hidden from relatives.  But this place that is not too far or too close makes Shan Yong troubled no matter how he looks for it.  It's possible to omit something, it's possible to miss it.

    By the way, there is a place you need to visit.  Shan Yong thought of a possibility and walked quickly out of the hotel. He was so obsessed with thinking that he just arrived in front of the rented car.  Unexpectedly, a group of waiters came after him, and they all looked at him eagerly.

    Ouch, he suddenly realized it.  I hurriedly dug my pockets, apologized, and paid for the meal, which became more and more embarrassing.

    The new goal is back.  The car parked at the house not far from Xiamen University, the former residence of Mr. Zuo. Like a thief, Shan Yong parked the car at the door. Taking advantage of the moment when no one was around, a black shadow jumped over the wall from the door and jumped.  Entered the yard.

    I was so anxious that I didn¡¯t care about anything.  However, as an amateur, he was still a little behind when it came to being a thief, and he had put in a lot of effort.  I moved the flower stand and climbed up to the terrace. The door lock there was small and easy to open. It looked like I had seen it when I stayed here before, a very small lock.  Just twist it and it opens.  Got into Zuo's house.  The dark room was blind, and Shan Yong didn't dare to turn on the light. He looked at this familiar place with a weak flashlight. It was lifeless and a little chilling.

    A family that starts slowly can fail quickly.  Even the extraordinary Zuo Lao has not escaped the burden of the world. There are a lot of things missing from the house. At least the valuable tea tray on the terrace is gone. The door of Zuo Lao's room is open and the walls are empty. There used to be a hanging hanging here.  There were a lot of calligraphy and paintings on the wall, which were always used by Old Man Zuo to brag and show off, and the collection shelf on one wall was also empty. It turned out that there were several layers of strange stone seals, which were also the old man¡¯s proud collection. I don¡¯t know if they were put away or given to him by his grandson.  After taking it for granted, the house became empty.

    From prosperity to decadence, it only took a blink of an eye. At this time, Shan Yong could not imagine that the open-minded old man was still sighing that life was like a dream. He gently wiped the dust on the bookcase door and carefully  After looking for it for a long time, I only took out an inconspicuous photo album on the bookshelf.

    There are photos of Mr. Zuo in several places. Perhaps these can serve as guideposts to guide him.

    Gently closing the door, he was ready to leave. No matter how nice the house was, it was less popular and it didn't seem to have no spirit.  When he went out, he saw Zuo Xiying's room, and then he remembered that when he came to his senior sister's house, he had not entered her room yet. He always thought that Shan Yong did not regard her as a woman in the world, but at this time, she was regarded as a thief.  There was no need to worry about anything else. A kind of curiosity drove him to push the door open.

    It opens with just a twist, so there¡¯s probably nothing valuable left, so there¡¯s no need to take precautions.  Here, Shan Yongla turned on the lamp.  Gupu's old-fashioned desk lamp radiated soft light, suddenly making the space very warm. The empty room had nothing valuable except the bookshelf, desk and bed. It seemed that nothing valuable had been left behind. It didn't look like a wealthy family at all.  The decoration is not even like a modern home, and there are no electrical appliances. If you have to find a difference, maybe it is that it is placed very decently, and there is nothing that is an eyesore.

    Oh, yes, there was a golden women's bag hanging on the wall next to the desk. A smile suddenly spread on Shan Yong's face. He stood up and took it in his hand. He looked at it carefully. It was from when they first met.  I compiled it for my senior sister all night long. It is just a decoration and has no practical value. If it is kept so well, I am afraid it will be useless at all.  He searched again and saw the dusty but not faded straw hat lying on the pillow. It was also golden.??It has also been preserved intact.

    His heart was slightly moved, and he gently put it back to his original place, sitting quietly in the position of his senior sister. In this deserted space, in this environment far away from the hustle and bustle, he felt, was he also like  He used to be so lonely and deserted in the attic of Xiangma Village. Would he also see the same starry sky late at night when he had insomnia? Maybe she saw more. This hand-woven straw was hung on the wall opposite the bed.

    Shan Yong gently wiped the corners of his eyes. He didn't know when a drop of cool water came out. He couldn't remember how long it had been since his eyes got wet.  Like the moment when he rediscovered the long-extinct purple ginseng, like the moment when he returned to the scent of donkey meat, a solemn holiness rose in his heart. It was a feeling that he had not seen for a long time, and it was also a feeling that he had lost and been looking for for a long time.  .

    He left quietly, no longer worried about what would become of his senior sister. He was thinking that the connection between two hearts would be happy even if they stayed together for one day.

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    I followed the photo album to a few more cities and returned to Xiamen.  Shan Yong simply rented a house near Xiamen University and made long-term plans.

    So there was another weirdo in Xiamen University, holding a photo album, claiming to be Mr. Zuo¡¯s student, and looking for conversations with old men and women who were retired and unemployed.  Ask Mr. Zuo where he went to the countryside before, where he kept a cowshed, where he worked, and where he liked to go most. These dusty old stories were told in vain by those old men and women with missing teeth and shriveled mouths, saying,  There were so many that Shan Yong could not tell the direction. From Putian to Pinghai, Hui'an, Longhai, Dongshan and Chaozhou, Shan Yong had never heard of the places he had stayed in. That photo album was of great use.  Old men and women know these places and talk about that place with gusto.

    But Shan Yong¡¯s mouth was left with a bitter taste. Whenever he thought he had found something, he would immediately drive to look for it, but soon he would return disappointed.  After wandering around the huge campus of Xiamen University for several days, he still couldn't find what he thought was the correct sense of direction, and there was nothing he could do about it. It looked like a palm-sized area on the map, but if he wanted to find it, it would be hundreds of thousands of kilometers away, in that vast sea of ????people.  Yeah, it's so hard to find someone.

    He tried to visit the places where Zuo Lao had walked, including nursing homes and hospitals, and conducted detailed inspections. He even turned to the local police for help as a last resort. Every time he excitedly found a place name related to Zuo Lao, he rushed there, but  , not long after, he will appear on the campus of Xiamen University in despair, continuing to look for clues that he has missed.

    It was the twenty-first day, and he didn't even know how much money he had spent. This afternoon, he asked several old men again, and they were all mature. The old man also knew a little bit about the hidden meaning, and comforted Shan Yong.  Open up, they have seen a lot at their age. I don¡¯t know how many female college students have jumped off the stairs these days. Diseases like the old man Zuo¡¯s daughter are really not uncommon in universities. Maybe that is where they are.  The hospital is receiving treatment.

    Shan Yong listened involuntarily, bid farewell to these idle old men, and walked alone and dejectedly on the university campus. Whenever a call came, either from his buddies in Luzhou or from home asking about the situation, he could only pretend to be cheerful.  Say a few words, say that you haven't found it, take a walk outside, and go back after a while.  During this period, he talked to Song Pu, who also advised Shan Yong to return to Luzhou first and wait until Mr. Zuo returned to Xiamen.

    But there was a sense of dissatisfaction that kept filling his chest. He didn't give up. He still didn't give up. Even though the road in front of him was dark, he still didn't give up.

    I put down the phone and sat on a bench under the shade of the campus trees.  The call was from his mother, asking about his current situation and urging him to go back. He answered randomly, but what he was thinking about was what he saw in the hospital. Hospitals for depression are a terrifying existence for ordinary people, even if they are beyond their understanding.  Shan Yong has become accustomed to it. He thinks here that at this time, the person who once made his heartbeat is like those soulless bodies in the hospital, disappearing bit by bit in the silent world and on the cold hospital bed.  The glory of her life, and there was nothing he could do about it.

    "Sister, where are you? Do you really not want me to find you, so you are hiding far away!"

    Shan Yong lamented, the growing regret and helplessness came over him, making him grab his hair hard.

    Time is a sharp tool that kills willpower. For the first time, Shan Yong felt helpless and almost crying.  After many days, his hair and beard had grown longer. He looked increasingly haggard and curled up on the bench, relying only on his remaining energy for support.

    This day is coming to an end again with nothing achieved

    The setting sun gradually set in the west, casting a golden afterglow on the buildings of Xiamen University. The students walking out of the building chatting and laughing, no one noticed the hurried passerby beside the bench.Occasionally, I just glanced in surprise. The campus radio came on, and the soft voice spread throughout the background music.

    Suddenly, a sound caught Shan Yong's attention. He straightened up suddenly, as if he had caught something in a trance.

    It was music, accompanied by the sweet voice of the radio girl, and the background music was the sad Butterfly Lovers. He seemed to have thought of something and was stunned for a while.  Standing up, this voice resounded in every corner of the campus and could be heard clearly in every corner.

    Afraid of losing his sudden inspiration, he ran like crazy outside the school. By the way, even standing at the gate of the campus, he could hear the sound of the radio and the sad violin music. For a moment, he seemed to have caught  With a life-saving straw, he ran to the rented car and drove towards the city at a fast speed.

    He knows how to find senior sister

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