Chapter 11: Future phone (2)
Wei Sheng lay on his back on the small bed, sighed deeply, this nightmare past...
This time, she will not let this piece of history repeat itself.
After waking up, his mother Yang Lichun had already cooked the food. The food was packaged back in the restaurant yesterday. Because everyone didn't want to use chopsticks, most of the dishes were not eaten a few bites. Yang Lichun was reluctant to waste it like this, so naturally he would pack it back.
This morning, she heated up the leftovers. As soon as Wei Sheng opened the door of the room, he smelled the scent of vegetables, and his stomach groaned.
After feasting on breakfast, Yang Lichun went out.
Nowadays, barbershops are also called hair salons. Although it is National Day, private small hair salons will not give you a holiday, and I heard from my mother that there are more people who come for haircuts during the festival, and it is estimated that they will be busy until late.
Because the family situation can only be regarded as barely mixing food and clothing, even if the mother has the craft, she does not have the funds to open her own hair salon. She has been doing a lot of work for the hair salon.
Although the hair salon is extremely profitable, the workers in Hutai County will not be paid too much. After all, most people's wages for work are only a few hundred yuan.
After Yang Lichun left, Wei Sheng took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
There are only a few numbers in Wei Sheng's mobile phone, which shows the relationship between this person.
This person is Yang Jiajia, the woman she had been with when she transferred to Chaonan No. 1 Middle School.
Yang Jiajia is enthusiastic, kind and helpful. She is a female white-collar worker in a multinational company. The company is located in Beijing, and the hospital where Wei Sheng's mother lives is also in Beijing.
Wei Sheng has never been in contact with Yang Jiajia over the years. It can be said that she is the only woman she can call her a bestie. Now that she is deeply trapped more than ten years ago, she can only ask Yang Jiajia to take care of her mother.
"Hello? Who?" Yang Jiajia's voice seemed to be sleeping.
Although Wei Sheng saved her number, he has never called her since changing this number.
"It's me, Wei Sheng." Wei Sheng tried to keep his voice as deep as possible, because his voice was really tender at this moment.
Perhaps the voice on the phone is always somewhat different, and Wei Sheng can lower his voice, or Yang Jiajia is a little anxious at the moment, so it doesn't seem to be heard.
"Wei Sheng? Wei Sheng! I thought you were dead! Why did you call me so long! I read the news, and you were sent back to China? Where are you now?" Yang Jiajia's voice became anxious.
"I... okay." Wei Sheng decided to conceal his bizarre experience for the time being, "It's just... I'm in a far away place, and may not be able to go back for a while. All I can think of is you. Help me. Take care of my mother."
Yang Jiajia hurriedly said, "You still need to talk about it? I go to the hospital to visit my aunt every day after get off work. When can you come back?"
Wei Sheng thought for a while, and said in a sorrowful heart, "I used my mother's name to apply for a bank card with some money in it. The bank card is under the fake flower pot on my balcony. You can ask my mother for the key and password. It's my mother's birthday. The money should be enough for the next hospitalization expenses. If you run out of it, tell me again. I will ask my friend to call you some...
This is what she had left before in case of accidents.
Before she finished speaking, Yang Jiajia interrupted her rudely, "Who the **** are you talking to? Open your mouth and shut up the money. Why am I not your friend? If it's not enough, can I borrow you? I still have to call someone else. Call! Wei Sheng, do you think your brain is broken? Besides, why did you take so long to come back? I heard what you meant and made you look like you didn't come back."
Speaking of this, Yang Jiajia suddenly fell silent. After a while, her voice tremblingly asked, "Wei Sheng, where are you now? Nothing happened to you, right?"
Wei Sheng's heart was sad, but his lacrimal glands seemed to have degraded a long time ago. Even if he hurts again, he can't shed tears.
A smile was raised from the corner of her lips, "I’m really fine, I promise to call you regularly to report my safety, can’t you? You do as I said, if someone asks me, you treat me like I’ve never contacted you. There are many things to deal with, and it may take some time, my mother will ask you."
Hearing this, Yang Jiajia on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief, "Then you come back early, and Auntie, please don't worry about it and let me take care of your mess."
After hanging up the phone, Wei Sheng called another friend. To say that Wei Sheng had a reputation in the racing industry, in addition to his superb driving skills and desperate madness, this person was even more important.
His own car repairs and modifications are all made by him, and he himself is not only a first-class expert in car modification, but also a renowned international hacker and the founder of the black army who has caused headaches in security software in various countries.
If Wei Sheng needs a helper in the'Future World', Cyril. Herbert couldn't be more suitable.
"Cyril, you have to help me." Wei Sheng was also concise.
"You're not dead yet? OK, how can I help?" Cyril on the other end seemed to be busy with something and replied absently.
Wei Sheng said, "First of all, I may call you at any time. I hope your mobile phone can be used 24 hours a day."
A chuckle came from the other end of the phone, "OK, I will get a new calling card, the number is only known to you."
Wei Sheng smiled and nodded, thinking that he couldn't see his movements there, and then he murmured, "You will probably need you to help me check some information. If there is nothing particularly important, don't call me. My side It may be wrong..."
Before she finished speaking, Cyril interrupted her faintly, "Your phone can't get through at all. I just tracked your number but couldn't find your location, Madman Wei, where are you?"
Crazy Wei is a nickname given to Wei Sheng by his friends. It is hard to imagine how crazy and unruly Wei Sheng's decent appearance is when he is not familiar with it, but if he is familiar...
Crazy Wei paused. She had tried before. The mobile phone could not access the Internet, and even the information could not be sent. In other words, this mobile phone could only make calls, but after calling the home phone, Wei Sheng found that only the mobile phone was transmitting. With the busy tone, this phone is like a bug that was missed during the journey, and can only talk to its original world.
Wei Sheng thought, didn't know if it was because he was talking with someone when he fell off the cliff?
Now it seems that other people want to contact themselves through this mobile phone.
She knows that Cyril is confident that he can find the location of the other person by connecting anyone's number. This trick is like a pediatrician to him, so he was busy just now, obviously wanting to find his own location, but Didn't find it, then doubted in my heart.