I pinched my fingers, and most of these letters were about two or three pages thick, but one of them was thick and a little hard, like a photo, so I asked Hu Zongren if he wouldn’t talk. Just tear it up?

Hu Zongren said, what a fart! Tear it! Worry about a ball!
Chapter 116 [Case 16] Reading letters privately
So I tore up the envelope, and I tore up the envelope, and the ghost of my colleague buried his head deeply in his legs. I threw the torn envelope seal aside and blew it a few times to make the envelope pop, and then poured everything inside into my hand
Sure enough, as I thought, there is a photo in it, which looks like a college girl with a head curtain and Liu Haiwei’s curly hair. If it is right, this woman should be the ghost in the closet at the moment, but the hair in the photo doesn’t seem to be as long as it is now, and the woman in the photo laughs very shyly, but although it hurts, I still have to say that this girl is really ugly.
I think I’m still an objective person. I usually don’t include other people’s looks in my evaluation of this person, but after all, people have aesthetics, but the aesthetics of men and women are different. For example, men have the difference between handsome and not handsome at most, while women have an ugly one besides being beautiful or not. Although the figure of this girl looks good, her face looks really ugly. There should be a dark black birthmark on her left forehead, but because bangs cover her forehead. Part of it is actually my guess, and this birthmark is very large, almost all over her whole left face, except that the mouth position is smooth, and there is a scar on her right face, which runs from the brow bone across the corner of her eye to the cheekbone position. Speaking of cheekbones, the girl’s cheekbones seem to be quite plateau, which is not very certain. Many people in our line are not low in cheekbones, but this whole face looks very different from her hairstyle and body shape, and even if she smiles, I can vaguely see that she has a little gap in her front teeth.
Fortunately, this photo was the first time I saw it. If it was Hu Zongren, he would probably know some very vicious words. I have learned from his cheap mouth. I used to handle a case with him earlier. The employer’s daughter was in a deep coma, which made her look even more strange. So Hu Zongren said that her teeth looked like excavators or that she had stopped evolving since the Stone Age. I continued to look at the photos. The girl’s hands seemed to be holding a bag in her belly, but because I didn’t see the size of the photo, but the background was blurred, but I could vaguely see that it was a basketball court, because even if it was blurred, I could see people shooting behind me, and this blurring degree was obviously only popular in recent years. The SLR camera effect seems to be good and sunny, although the girl is not good-looking, she can’t hide that youthful atmosphere.
So I guessed that the female ghost in this closet was a college student not only because of the basketball court but also because of her proud bust, so I handed the photo to Hu Zongren and Jing Zhao, and by the way, I woke up his family right here. Hu Zongren looked at the photo with pain for a long time and then told me that I thought I knew what she would become a ghost.
I’m Bai Hu Zongren. He probably means that this girl is too ugly and she knows that she is not good-looking, so she deliberately avoided her face after she died for some reason. It’s not without this possibility, but it’s a little far-fetched. I grew up with a similar female classmate in every semester and class. They were either short, ugly or fat, and some of them were crowded out by other classmates because of their big heads. I remember that there was a female classmate in my high school class. Baby comes from the countryside with dark skin and freckles, and she belongs to the kind of cadre class that loves to read and complain. Most of the students in the class don’t like to play with her. There is a girl who often takes her with her as friends, and that girl is not very beautiful, but it’s not bad. It wasn’t long before I dropped out of school that I realized that the reason why they were playing well was that the girl wanted to find a foil for comparison.
Therefore, I have always been sympathetic to this kind of people, unless she belongs to Miss Yufeng, who is ugly but full of nonsense. This kind of people usually feel inferior and withdrawn. If you insist on talking to Yan Ghost, this inferiority and loneliness will probably be more justified.
Hu Zongren asked me what was written in that letter. If there is a photo here, maybe this ghost sent it to Mr. Du, but I don’t, because if this female ghost sent a letter before her death, then what envelope is brand new? If Mr. Du has read these letters, why should he find a new envelope to seal it? So I typed the folded stationery and read the letter, but it surprised me a little.
The letterhead is a title, and it is called "Zhang Hong". This is obviously a woman’s name. I judge that this letter is not written by this woman to Mr. Du, but by Mr. Du or someone else. And I also know that at the moment, the female ghost is sitting curled up against the wall in the closet. Her name is Zhang Hong. Continue reading the letter, and there are some passionate words, but most of them are positive words. They are probably encouraging words, that is, cheering for Zhang Hong to take the exam, remember to pay attention to her nutrition and health, and don’t stay up late to study. Or maybe you don’t care what other people say. You should do your own thing. I bet if a woman wrote to me all day to encourage me in my early years, I probably wouldn’t have dropped out of school, and I wouldn’t have taken the ghost hunter’s road by mistake. The sentence was fluent and the handwriting was vigorous. At the end, I was very forced to write a long paragraph. I didn’t understand English, but I guess that meant something similar to Zhang Hong but later became famous because of overcoming difficulties. Everyone said a paragraph, such as Helen or Hawking.
So I handed the letter to Hu Zongren, and I was puzzled. Suppose this letter was written by Mr. Du, then this woman full of positive energy and baiwenhang wouldn’t pester someone who encouraged her so much, would she? While Hu Zongren and others were reading, I tore up another letter, which was almost the same when I read it. Usually, it was a disgusting greeting, and then I simply said that my recent situation was followed by cheering for Zhang Hong. From this letter, I introduced my recent situation and arrived at a foreign university. At this time, I was sure that both parties of these letters were Mr. Du and Zhang Hong, who had read several letters in succession, and they were almost the same. I handed one to Hu Zongren before I finished reading it, and asked him to arrange the letters in the order when they were signed. I read the last letter, that is, Mr. Du’s pile
In this letter, Mr. Du said that he was very tired, but he was very tired. There was a meaningful sentence in the letter that said, "I am not used to living in two identities. This life has affected my life. I am not a great good person. I am a person who is used to lying but refuses to admit the consequences of lying. If I can go back to the past and choose again one day, I will choose to be a cold passerby. Maybe that is my true self."
This sentence is very literary and pretentious. I think Mr. Du must think that he is very small and fresh. However, after this period, he still comforted Zhang Hong as always. The tone of encouragement seems to be that after learning something about Zhang Hong, he knew that she complained and tried to guide her. However, at the end of this letter, another typesetting was written in brackets: "I don’t know if this letter will be sent. Maybe I found out that this is what I used to for a long time." It sounds a little self-deprecating, as if to say that I know that I am an idiot. I just like being an idiot to the end.
Hu Zongren told me that Mr. Du’s mind is so delicate, and coaxing girls is really a set of things. I like him a little. I snorted that your taste has really changed quickly. When I first met you, you felt that women were troublesome. After knowing Fu Yunni, you liked the feeling of being ravaged by her. Now you are interested in men. I deliberately said that Fu Yunni was finished because of Zhao Jingchang. Hu Zongren had to wake up and not do anything stupid. Who knew that Hu Zongren didn’t notice my focus, but laughed and said that it was really unique for me. I didn’t know anything.
I gave Hu Zongren a white look, and then I mouthed to him that the first letter of the sentence was sB.
After reading the letter, the train of thought has gradually become clearer. Although there are many questions, it is estimated that there are also ghosts of Mr. Du or Zhang Hong in the world to answer these questions. Judging from these letters, Mr. Du’s tone is ambiguous. It seems that Zhang Hong is a lover who is far away from him, and the two of them want to communicate by letter. It is not that they can’t talk or send emails. Because they can read from Mr. Du’s letter that he is relieved that Zhang Hong is because Zhang Hong once told him something, and these things happened recently. It is very likely that they will have conversations besides the letter.
So they should be pen pals at first.
Chapter one hundred and seventeen [case 16] pen pal (add more thanks to Chi Luoyu crown)
Pen pal sounds like a distant term at present, but when I read it, the most advanced communication tool was the kind of waist-free BB player, and if anyone’s BB player was a Chinese display screen, it must be a local tyrant. Just by taking the machine from the waist and knowing the reading posture, many students will fall in love with girls on campus. Because of adolescence, many students will also make friends with pen pals from other schools, especially from other places. Now, you can make it clear in a few words, but at that time, you have to run out of literary talent and write a letter, and you will definitely choose that beautiful stationery to say your taste.
As a layman, I have naturally made pen pals, and my pen pal’s contact with me is relatively tragic because she is a student from another school, which is famous for its rich beauty. I was full of expectations from the first letter, and in the first letter she would give me, she repeatedly stressed that her relatives, friends, teachers and classmates gave her a nickname called "Little Jin Ming" because she looks like Jin Ming.
INES, what a goddess that is in many boys’ hearts! So I wrote back to her with great expectation and asked her to send me a photo as implicitly as possible. I wrote the reason that I think you are more beautiful than Jin Ming in my heart. Although you degraded yourself in every way and said that you are her shadow, I don’t believe it!
There is no way for a person who is not good at coaxing girls by nature to say that I have tried my best. After that, I will receive every letter from her, and then I will pinch the thickness of the letter to feel if there are any photos. However, I still haven’t received her photos after many letters, and her statement is to keep a little mystery first, so that we will feel beautiful and I will feel beautiful. What is the beauty of your ball? Let me write oblique words on a broken piece of paper, so I firmly replied to her that day that if there is no photo of you in the letter, I will come to see you directly in your school and class.
I think I must have scared her, so she really sent me a photo in her reply. I was full of excitement and secretly tore up the letter during the main class and took out the photo inside, but I was so cold at that moment that I was in no mood to look at it carefully. I remember she left her BB phone number at the end of the letter and said, "Don’t call when you miss me, and don’t hum when you don’t want to!"
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At the risk of being invited by my parents, I raised my hand and told the teacher that I needed a toilet, and then I rushed to the school store faster than Liu Xiang. There was a public telephone call to my pen pal, and soon she answered. It sounded good. I told her who I was and I said I had received your photo.
The photo is actually a group photo, which should be a few classmates who have played with her, but no matter from which angle I look, I can’t find a trace of Jin Mingying, and these four girls are more ferocious than each other, so I trembled with the photo in one hand and said to her in the other, is this the classmate on the left side of the photo? Because the girl looks a little better, she laughs and says, guess again? After my heart fell 1 meter, I asked her again, is that you, the second from the left? She still said to guess again
What about the third one? Guess again.
Ah! I see. Then you must be the fourth, right? At this moment, my heart is desperate. The fourth girl happens to be the ugliest one in this photo, but she laughs and says, You guessed it. Does my smile look like Jin Ming? As my heart was dying, I pretended that the signal was not good, and then I hung up after feeding for a few days.
Since then, I have never written back to her or made other pen pals, and I believe that no matter how beautiful the words are, they are only appearances unless you can see the flaw at a glance and find out the truth from it. Many of my classmates have already developed boyfriends with their pen pals, but those goddamned good people often ask me, have you and your pen pals developed into boyfriends? Is she pretty? I usually shake my head in pain and say, how is it possible for people and ghosts to go in different ways
There is no other meaning to say so much, but simply share what I saw in my pen pal’s communication years. When I saw these positive letters from Mr. Du, I felt deeply in my heart, and I also realized how big the gap between Mr. Du and me was, because he always encouraged others with words, and I always urged photos, and it was still me who got hurt in the end.
I went back and forth in these letters and photos looking for clues that I could solve easily, but it became more and more difficult for me to understand, just like some aV programs. When you are full of question marks, the host usually gives you a chance to help the audience outside the audience. At this moment, after Jing Zhao saw that Hu Zongren and I were both lost in thought, she said to me, why don’t we ask Mr. Du? Hu Zongren said, how do you ask? You said that we read your letter, and now it’s a bit confusing. Would you please answer it? Jing Zhao said that what can be done? Otherwise, he will be haunted to death. He has his own family affairs. Besides, it’s not like we are going to read this letter … Zhang Hong guides us to read it. This is a key. Otherwise, if it doesn’t want us to read it, it will have warned us a long time ago.
Although it is a bit unreasonable, I still think Jing Zhao is quite right. I told her, then let’s talk and say that we have solved it. Let him come back for inspection because I am afraid to let him solve it face to face with the ghost. I’m afraid Mr. Du doesn’t have the guts. Jing Zhao sneered and said, Is that how you cheat your guests on weekdays? I scolded, how can this be called cheating? This is it. He wants to be afraid that he will be scared!
So Jing Zhao called, and she even added fuel to the fire, saying that we had cleaned the house for you to ensure that you lived in Shu. This woman made inferences and tricked people to be worse than me. After hanging up, Hu Zongren whispered a few words to Zhang Hong’s ghost, probably saying that he would give it a place to stay. After that, Zhang Hong reached out and put himself in the closet door.
We waited for Mr. Du to come back for about twenty minutes before he knocked on the door and came in. Zhao Jing smiled and asked him, where do you buy water? Mr. Du was a little embarrassed, but it was hard to hide his joy after his room was exorcised and clean. He hurriedly asked, Have we all done it? At the moment, Hu Zongren has slowly moved to the door, which is like a ghost, then locked the door and blocked it.
There is something wrong with Mr. Du’s eyes when he looks at us, so he seems to realize that he wants to break through Hu Zongren’s blockade and escape from the door. But how can he be a charlatan like Hu Zongren? But Hu Zongren is very polite to him. He hugged Mr. Du’s arms from behind and locked them tightly, and then whispered to Mr. Du that we didn’t mean to cheat you back. If it weren’t for you, I’m afraid we would solve it alone. Although Hu Zongren has a gentle tone, I still think of this scene when he said he was excited about Mr. Du just now.
After struggling for a while, Mr. Du finally found that he was no match, so Hu Zongren let him go. I asked Mr. Du to sit next to me and told him as much as possible about what we had just encountered. He also said that we rummaged through the bedside table and found a bunch of letters and read them without authorization. Mr. Du was very angry with our ceremony after hearing this. He pointed at our noses and said, Do you know that this is illegal? I can sue you for violating other people’s privacy. Hu Zongren said that he violated your privacy and didn’t sneak a picture of you peeing.
Mr. Du was still indignant. The only reason why he didn’t rush to hit us was because he knew he couldn’t beat us, so I told Mr. Du that the ghost had found it and it was always in your closet. It was Zhang Hong.
As soon as I said this, Mr. Du looked at me blankly for a long time, and his expression seemed to be full of disbelief. It was a long time before he trembled and told me Zhang … Zhang Hong? How could it be her? You mean she’s dead? Hu Zongren replied to Mr. Du that of course he died, and he couldn’t die any more, otherwise how could he become a ghost? Mr. Du suddenly seemed a little excited. He slapped the armrest of the sofa and stood up and said, How did this happen? She … How did she die?
Judging from Mr. Du’s reaction, Zhang Hong was a very important person to him, perhaps a lover, which made him accept Zhang Hong’s death. However, I know that Zhang Hong is not good-looking, but there are many people with unique tastes in this world. Maybe Mr. Du also likes this one. I got up and pulled Mr. Du to sit down and said, please accept the reality. I read your letter, and I think you are probably lovers, but I really don’t understand some sentences among you. I didn’t know that you died, so you must have been out of touch for a long time. Maybe it was an ex-girlfriend
Mr. Du buried his face in his hands and seemed to calm down a little. Then he said that you misunderstood that we were never lovers.
Chapter one hundred and ten [Case 16] A past event
Not lovers? If you’re not lovers, you still say such disgusting things. Anyone who looks at you will think that you two are unusual. Hu Zongren said this to Mr. Du. Mr. Du sighed and leaned back heavily on the back of the sofa and looked up at the chandelier. It’s a long story.
When I tell Mr. Du that we have time, please tell us about it carefully-of course, there are some things that are too private for you to ignore. If you like, Mr. Du looks at me and tells you these things, will you believe it? I answered him, "Is there anyone else you can talk to besides us?"?
Mr. Du said that the thing is that a few years ago, I went abroad to study, although I returned to China a few years ago, but my school has not received a diploma. A few years ago, I specially asked for leave from my unit to go back to school for graduation defense and then graduated. Mr. Du said that you must have seen a photo of my graduation in the drawer, and that was the last time I stayed abroad.
Mr. Du went on to say, but before that, he had wandered around the accidental network in China and entered a dating network in the same city. He and many men and women who had never met were responsible for chatting, but in this period, he met a female college student, that is, Zhang Hong. Mr. Du said that Zhang Hong gave me a different feeling. She seemed to be very sympathetic, and it wasn’t too much. When chatting with everyone in many chat rooms, she would always be automatically ignored by everyone. She always felt that she had been brewing for a long time before saying a paragraph, but no one spoke to her.
Hu Zongren asked Mr. Du how did you contact Mr. Du to say that it was because a woman in the chat room kept bragging about her beauty and kept sending photos out, so Zhang Hong said, "It’s really beautiful. It’s also a simple compliment, but she was encouraged by that woman to let Zhang Hong send photos. For most male netizens, it’s a pleasure for girls to expose photos themselves. Everyone has been urging Zhang Hongfa to send photos, including Mr. Du himself, but Zhang Hong has repeatedly postponed it, which makes many other netizens feel dissatisfied that she is insincere in making friends. Mr. Du didn’t say so, but secretly put it off.
Mr. Du said that I admit that I was selfish at that time, thinking that maybe Zhang Hong was a little embarrassed because there were too many photos in the chat room, so I planned to talk privately to see if I could get photos. I often do this kind of thing, but I never told anyone. Mr. Du went on to say that because of my relatively high level, I quickly won Zhang Hongxin, and in the process, Mr. Du also felt that Zhang Hong was an independent and very delicate girl. In my heart, I was somewhat fond of such an intellectual girl, but Mr. Du made an appointment to meet, but Zhang Hong refused, while Zhang Hong asked us to have friendship first.
So the two of them corresponded with each other. From the correspondence, Mr. Du learned some information about Zhang Hong. She was admitted to the main city from a district and county in Chongqing. College students usually don’t go home and go back to study when they have a holiday. It is a famous university in Chongqing. This means that she is good. Because Mr. Du himself is a high-educated person, he naturally has a good impression on such a girl who likes to learn. He also learned that Zhang Hong’s family is not rich, but his family is not bad. But from the words, he gradually realized that Zhang Hong has a very calm heart. She doesn’t seem to care about many bad words around
Hu Zongren asked Mr. Du, do you know if you have seen her photos these days? Mr. Du shook his head and said that he had not been in contact with Zhang Hongxin at that time. On the one hand, he felt that this way was nostalgic, on the other hand, it was because Zhang Hong spoke appropriately and his thinking circle was consistent. Mr. Du said with a wry smile that sometimes things are best by imagination. If I had known this, I would never have asked her for photos.
I know what he means. I think he asked the other person for photos just like I did when I made pen pals, and then he died. Mr. Du said that after the letters came and went to a certain extent, he felt that Zhang Hong was an old friend with a similar frequency and he liked Zhang Hong very much. So the lines in the words gradually became ambiguous to express his thoughts, and the same was true in Zhang Hong. The two of them were tempted by some letters, but their feelings were illusory. Mr. Du said that we should either meet before us. Need photos to get to know each other. In that letter, Mr. Du took the lead in mailing his photo to Zhang Hong, and when he received the reply, he found the photo in our envelope before.
To tell the truth with a wry smile, Mr. Du is also an ordinary person, and my sentiment is not very noble. I was really disappointed when I saw the photos of Zhang Hong, but I was also completely disappointed in my appearance and practicality. However, because of the photos, I thought of Zhang Hong as a person, and I couldn’t find the Zhang Hong I had fantasized about in my mind anymore. This feeling made Mr. Du a little frustrated and had some shrinking thoughts.
Mr. Du said that you saw that I wrote my first letter, and my heart was very contradictory. On the one hand, I didn’t want to admit that I was a judge by appearances. On the other hand, I felt that if I broke off contact with Zhang Hong because of it, it would hurt others’ hearts. I wrote to Zhang Hong according to my own habits, but I never sent the letter again. I asked Mr. Du, then it seems that I continued to encourage Zhang Hong in those letters after reading you. Since you didn’t send it, how do you know what problems she encountered? Mr. Du sighed. To tell the truth, Zhang Hong called herself to ask if she didn’t receive the letter, but Mr. Du lied and answered Zhang Hong that she had received it. However, due to the recent busy work, Mr. Du told the truth that every time she called me, she pretended that nothing was wrong, but I knew that the main reason why I didn’t reply was that she had been discriminated against several times because of her appearance problems for so many years. I couldn’t hide it from her. Mr. Du went on to say that we still pretended that it didn’t happen, but that feeling changed after all.
Mr. Du went on to say that because of his long-term habit, he still wrote some letters that he didn’t have anything to say but thought he should say after hanging up, but he himself knew that if he continued to write back, he would give Zhang Hong a hope. This hope was extravagant, but he gave it to her by himself, so that she wouldn’t feel that she had changed. He also lied that he had asked someone from abroad to bring her back a beautiful dress, and he planned to send it to him when he got the chance. What he thought was to do was to buy a dress at any time and prevaricate. I asked Mr. Du, did you buy it? Mr. Du asked me what I bought. I said that Mr. Yidu shook his head and said that he didn’t buy it. He didn’t buy it today.
I also sighed that I now understand why the ghost of Zhang Hong will be in your closet.
Everyone was quiet after saying this sentence.
After a while, Mr. Du continued to talk, but later, most of the time, we exchanged words and occasionally sent a short message, and Zhang Hong once invited himself out to meet for dinner, but he chose various methods to prevaricate and didn’t go to the appointment. Mr. Du said that after writing the last letter to her, I thought it was time to end it, but I couldn’t hurt her too much, so he wrote the envelope so as to connect the photo sent by Zhang Hong, and he never answered the phone or returned the text messages. When he did this, Zhang Hong was a little wasted. I mean, even if I’m sad, it’s a temporary thing. I still have to go on. More than a year ago, Zhang Hong sent a message to himself for the last time. That’s it. Bye.