Chapter 207: Running into a stalker
Chapter 207: Running into a stalker
After dinner.
An Zhi put on earplugs and listened to music while washing the dishes. He would shake his head and tail from time to time and dance on the spot. He seemed to enjoy washing the dishes.
Everyone else was huddled in the living room.
An Weiguo brought Huang Xiaomei foot-washing water. While Huang Xiaomei squinted her eyes and soaked her feet, he sat behind Huang Xiaomei and massaged his wife's shoulders.
Taozi hugged Xiaojiu, and Xiaojiu sat on Taozi's lap. The two of them were eating snacks and watching idol dramas, and occasionally scolded each other. They were quite immersed in watching.
An Jingwei sat on the recliner in the corner and read a book, not affected by the sound of the TV or other people's voices at all.
Anyang was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, holding a mobile phone in his hand and playing games with a lively expression.
An Yuan was also sitting at the bar, working on the computer.
This seemingly chaotic scene is unexpectedly harmonious.
However, Anyuan always felt that someone was staring at her, but when she went out to observe, the feeling disappeared again.
Is it her illusion?
She thought it was better for her to be careful.
After a night.
The holidays are over and the whole family is busy with their own affairs, making it difficult to see each other during the day.
An Yuan wanted to stay at home and be a slacker, but then she thought that she hadn't gone to school for more than a month and had to show up, otherwise she would be embarrassed.
Her appearance caused a stir in the class.
A group of classmates gathered around her and had a lot to say.
"You are the pride of our class. Since you haven't been here for so long, we all suspect that you have transferred to another school. We don't believe the teacher when he says you asked for leave."
"Classmate An Yuan, this formula is too complicated. I can't understand it no matter how the professor teaches it. Can you explain it to me?"
"This question is out of scope, but it may be passed in the final exam. Please help us solve it..."
When the professor walked into the classroom, he saw An Yuan explaining difficult points to a group of students.
He stood behind the students and listened for a long time, and said to himself: "You can teach better than me. Let An An teach this class."
And he just went away.
After I left, I posted this incident to the teacher group.
Other professors said one after another: "Young people have a common language and it is easy to communicate. I will not attend today's class. I will leave it to An Yuan."
In this way, Anyuan worked for the professors for free for a day.
As soon as the afternoon class ended, she left decisively and decided to come to school only one day a week to avoid continuing to work for the professors.
However, as soon as she walked out of the teaching building, the feeling of being watched appeared again.
"The recurring feeling can't be a delusion, otherwise I would have to treat myself to a doctor!"
She bought an ice cream cone on the roadside and looked around while eating it.
Still the same situation.
There were many students around and there were many hidden places, but she couldn't find anyone.
But she was in no hurry.
When she arrived at the parking lot, she sat in the driver's seat, pulled down the left and right windows halfway, then took out a pair of exaggeratedly large brown glasses and placed them on the bridge of her nose.
Then he picked up his cell phone and pretended to be making a call, but his eyes were secretly observing the surroundings through his glasses, looking for the stalker.
The pair of glasses she is wearing now are not ordinary glasses, but universal glasses with multiple functions such as magnifying glass, telescope, microscope, night vision goggles, sun protection and anti-smashing, etc. They are very powerful.
She is now turning on the "telescope" mode of this pair of glasses, which allows her to see clearly within 200 meters.
Observe and think.
If she was a stalker, where would she be hiding and keeping an eye on her?
Soon, she identified several places suitable for hiding and peeping.
My eyes fell on those locations one by one, observing them carefully.
then……
She faced two dark...telescope...lenses...?
so awkward……
She wanted to pretend not to see the other party, but she knew that the other party also saw her looking at his glasses.
No one can coax anyone.
How to do?
After three seconds.
Anyuan pulled off his glasses, pushed open the car door and rushed out, as fast as a hungry tiger attacking a sheep.
However, the other party's reaction was also very quick.
When she passed around a dozen cars and several big trees, and finally saw the hiding place of the other party on the third floor with her naked eyes, the other party had already rushed out of the small building and scurried into the woods like a rabbit.
The two sides were about 30 meters apart at this time.
Under normal circumstances, An Yuan would definitely be able to catch up with the opponent.
However, firstly, the other party was also very fast, and secondly, the grove in front of her was relatively dense and dim, and she was not very familiar with this area. By the time she rushed into the grove, the other party's figure had disappeared to the other side of the grove. One end.
I can't catch up.
Anyuan could only confirm that the other party was a young man.
"You reacted so quickly and used a telescope to spy on me. What do you want?"
Muttering, she got back in the car and drove home.
This time I finally didn’t feel like I was being stared at.
After dinner, she returned to her room, sat at her desk, took out the photos and videos she had taken at the underwater ruins, and carefully analyzed the words and patterns on them.
Such ancient and complex prehistoric information cannot be completely deciphered on the spot, and will require a long period of exploration.
As she studied, she scribbled on the draft, trying to find the patterns.
At twelve o'clock in the evening, she had already accumulated a thick stack of drafts without realizing it.
These drafts embody her hard work and involve the secrets of prehistoric civilization. They cannot be lost or seen.
She took out a mathematics picture book as big as A3 paper from the top of the bookshelf, clicked on the numbers on the hard cover, and then opened the picture book.
There are no pages in the album, but a hollow box containing An Xiaozhen's photos.
Let's put it this way, this "picture album" is not actually a picture album, but a safe box disguised as a picture album.
After she went to the old house to get back An Xiaozhen's photo last time, she put the photo in the safe to avoid being sad when the family saw it.
Now, when she saw An Xiaozhen's photo, she felt a little complicated.
The An family is living a good life now.
Is it still necessary to pursue the truth behind An Xiaozhen's disappearance, or to find An Xiaozhen?
Sometimes, letting go may be the best choice...
After thinking for a moment.
Anyuan took out the photos and put them in her bag, then put the drafts in and locked the safe.
She decided that she would put these photos back under the bed in the old house tomorrow and let them be forgotten in the corner.
But she never thought of it.
When she arrived at Anyuan Community the next morning, the elderly people in the community saw her and asked enthusiastically: "Xiao Yuan, aren't your father and your mother rich and renting a big house outside? Why are there people there at night?" Do you live here?"
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