It’s been a long time since get off work, and Wang Juan still sat in her seat. She is the secretary of the company’s manager. Tomorrow the manager will have a very important meeting. She has to change the written speech. At this time, the phone on her chest beeped a few times and received a short message. Wang Juan opened it and saw a line on the display: “Go downstairs, there is danger!” The message was sent by a stranger. Wang Juan thought to herself that some colleague must have made a prank. She closed the phone and looked up inadvertently. There was a crack in the reinforced concrete on the roof of the building. The gap was still expanding, and the whole building was shaking. earthquake! Wang Juan hurriedly put down the pen in her hand, rushed out the door, and ran down the fifth floor in one go. The moment she stepped out of the corridor, the majestic building collapsed behind her.
Wang Juan was in shock, and finally calmed down her mood, and immediately thought of calling the savior and thanking him. She dialed the number on the phone, but the telecommunications lady informed her that the user was off or out of the service area.
A few days later, the company resumed operations. Wang Juan asked her colleagues and friends one by one whether they had sent short messages to herself on the day of the earthquake. They all said no. She scratched her head for a moment and dialed Dawei’s mobile phone number. Although Dawei joined the company not long ago, he is just an ordinary employee of the planning department, but he has shown very outstanding design ability. Several of his works have been recognized by the market. Wang Juan likes Dawei, but because she is a proud person, she has never expressed it in front of Dawei.
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Dawei was surprised to hear Wang Juan received such a strange short message. Obviously, he did not send the message. Wang Juan came to the local telecommunications department and consulted about this unfamiliar number. The waiter told her that the number registered ID card was a girl named Ding Qing. Wang Juan hadn’t heard the name Ding Qing, she became more and more curious, and copied the address on Ding Qing’s ID card.
On the rest day, Wang Juan found Ding Qing’s house, and Ding’s mother received her. Wang Juan said: “I used to be classmates with Ding Qing. I stopped by to visit her. I don’t know where she is now?” Mama Ding immediately reddened her eyes and said, “You don’t know yet. Ding Qing is dead. I’m getting married, God is so ruthless!” She opened Ding Qing’s room, “I will keep her things intact. Girl, please sit here.”
There is a bookshelf in Ding Qing’s room. The bookshelf is full of books. Wang Juan walks over and finds that these books on the bookshelf are all her favorites, so she takes out a book and looks through it quietly. Ding’s mother is cooking in the kitchen, and Wang Juan wants to use her meal time to learn more about Ding Qing. There is a picture in the book. The girl in the picture is very familiar. She is not very beautiful, but she is full of books. Could she be Ding Qing? Wang Juan saw the words at the end of the photo: Ding Qing was taken on March 8, 2005, so she secretly hid the photo.
Ding’s mother told Wang Juan to eat.