As soon as she said this, I really wanted to throw something at her. Are you afraid that I won't teach you, so you can't wait to commit yourself to me?

The driver said with a smile: "Brother, I am not telling you. There are not many girls in this era who are willing to follow you wholeheartedly. If you are so angry, where can you find such a beautiful girl who looks like a big star and is so proactive."

I said disdainfully: "I really hope she will be angry with me and run away, but she insists on pestering me so shamelessly that I can't even drive her away."

"You are so loud, brother, what kind of big deal are you doing?"

"I have no money, I am a poor man."

"What you said shows that you are in big business. Rich people these days say they are poor."

At a traffic light, the driver slowly stopped the car.

"Boss, can we add WeChat?"

"Huh?" I was a little surprised, "I don't have WeChat."

He handed me a business card and said, "Boss, don't get me wrong. I added you on WeChat to get more customers. Business is not easy to do these days. If you need a car in the future, please call me at the airport, terminal, or train station."

...No matter when there is work, I will take it."

I took his business card and I always felt that he was different from other taxi drivers.

He always looks at me in a strange way, as if he is observing me specially.

What he asked me seemed to have a purpose, as if he was testing my relationship with Ai Weiwei.

"Sneeze!" Ai Weiwei sneezed loudly, the green light came on, the driver started a little hastily, and Ai Weiwei fell on me.

Her body kept shaking, and I suddenly became alert: "You have a cold?"

"I didn't... sneeze." She rubbed her nose, "It's okay!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she fainted.

I felt a little irritated: "You are such a troublemaker."

The driver turned back: "Looking at her like this, she needs to be sent to the hospital."

I was stunned for a moment and followed his words: "Yes! Go to the hospital."

The driver's reaction was too fast, faster than mine. I didn't even realize that I needed to go to the hospital before he said it.

I quickly recalled everything from the moment I got in the car to now.

I finally figured it out.

The biggest difference between him and other taxi drivers is that he is testing me step by step where to go, and even guiding me where I should go, instead of me telling him where I want to go? He observes every move I make.

carefulness.

As soon as Ai Weiwei fainted, he said he wanted to go to the hospital. Ordinary drivers would not care about such things, nor would they have such powerful insight.

He is definitely not an ordinary taxi driver.

who is he?

Why does it appear here?

Along the way, I didn't say another word or look at him again. He seemed to sense my suspicion, and he drove quietly without making too many moves.

When I got off the car, I glanced at him, and he glanced at me. That look seemed to say, we will meet again soon.

I didn't say anything and sent Ai Weiwei directly to the emergency room of the hospital.

The doctor said that luckily she came in time. She had a severe fever. If she had come later, it would have caused cerebral edema and she might become an idiot in the future.

Looking at her dying on the hospital bed, I wanted to leave her alone in the hospital countless times, but think about it, her illness was caused by me after all, and it was so serious. As a man, if she left and spread the word, I would

Still a man?

But if she doesn't leave, she will definitely ask me to teach her the game after she wakes up. Although theoretically, I should teach her, but deep down in my heart, I don't want to teach her.

She should have family and friends.

I found her mobile phone and was surprised to find that there was no contact information for anyone in her mobile phone, neither WeChat nor phone number.

Her phone number is not even as good as mine. I at least have Master’s phone number. She has nothing.

I remember that before I entered, the streets and alleys were filled with her songs.

In just one year, no one noticed this big star on the bus.

She wants me to help her set up a game. What game is she going to do?

What has she experienced?

Could it be that she offended a certain boss and was banned, so she asked me to make plans to return to the music scene and avenge her past humiliation?

But who told her that I would make the decision?

Everything can only be known when she wakes up.

I stayed by Ai Weiwei's bedside for three days and three nights. After three days of treatment, her complexion was obviously much better.

She leaned on the bed and looked at me. I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to trouble you, and I don't want to get sick."

"You brought this illness on yourself. It was raining so heavily at that time, so you could just leave."

"I'm leaving, what will you do when you come back?" Ai Weiwei was a little stubborn.

"What if I don't come back? Where will you wait? Wait until you die of hunger or illness?"

Ai Weiwei's eyes were filled with tears and her voice was slightly crying: "I made a bet with myself. If you come back, it proves that you are willing to help me. I will tell you something you want to know. If you don't come back,

, then I will take revenge on my own terms."

"Something I want to know?" I frowned, my eyes full of doubts, "What do you think I want to know?"

She turned her head, avoided my eyes, and looked out the window: "Someone once told me that if you think he is true, he is true. If you think he is false, he is false."

My heart tightened, this is what Master said to me.

She just said she wanted to tell me something I want to know. Could it be Master?

My thoughts were instantly confused.

"Go on, go through the discharge procedures for me, and I'll take you somewhere."

After I was discharged from the hospital, Ai Weiwei took me to an apartment in the city center. It is said that this is the most expensive place in the market.

The apartment is not big, about 70 or 80 square meters, and the decoration is simple and generous.

"You can sit wherever you like and I'll get you something."

Ai Weiwei opened the safe beside the bed and carefully took out a box. Inside was a set of beautiful porcelain, as thin as paper, as transparent as a mirror, as loud as a chime, and as white as jade.

Ai Weiwei put them in front of me: "I know you are good at identifying antiques. Can you estimate how much this set of porcelain costs?"

I don’t know why, when I first saw this set of porcelain, I felt that it seemed to have known me for a long time, like an old friend I hadn’t seen for many years, and had a lot to say to me. But I am sure that in my memory

I have never seen this set of porcelain.

"This set of bone china is high-quality porcelain. Judging from the production process, it is very exquisite and made by experts. However, it should be a new product that has just been released. It has only craftsmanship value and no historical value. It is not worth much."

"I say it's priceless."

Ai Weiwei's eyes were sharp and murderous. This was the first time I felt such aura from her. At this moment, she seemed like an orphan described in a martial arts novel, carrying a blood feud.

"Is there any unknown story behind this set of porcelain?"

Master said that antiques can speak. They represent the level of craftsmanship of an era and are the artistic crystallization of the maker's ingenuity.
Chapter completed!