There are a lot of twists, numbers and letters on the safe. It should be a safe composed of six characters. I can't guess it. I guess the combination of numbers and letters one by one. I don't want to open it in my life.
So, I can only slowly ponder, ponder uncle's response to what kind of secret.
Qin Nai told me that there would be three times of wrong input in the password box. One of them was a little fuzzy, which should have been taken by him secretly. Seeing that the scene behind was in the shopping mall, I changed my clothes and came out. He took the picture like this. I was looking down at the high heels on my feet, and my white dress seemed to be coated with a layer of light. It was shining, and I was like a flower in bud, reflecting the mystery Brilliant.
After looking through the album, I began to look for his various social software, wechat, QQ, and some software I didn't know. Most of them were business affairs, many of them were files transferred with DuGe, and there was an email app. There's nothing else after that.
He is like a piece of paper, which is full of the word "work", except that there is no attraction.
I always thought that uncle should be a person with rich life experience, whether in work or emotion, but now it seems that he is a workaholic, without work, he is a walking corpse.
I put down the phone, lying on the bed in a daze, behind him came the sound of symmetrical breathing, drunk he has been into the face soon, thunder and rain do not know.
After thinking for a while, I picked up the phone and read his wechat.
His wechat content is also very small, except for a news forwarded half a year ago, there is no other content.
But
I found that the original wechat also has a function that can be hidden and can only be seen by oneself. In this, he sent three messages.
First, his mother's death day, he sent a picture of his mother, the following is a very sad nostalgic words.
The second is the day when he took the position of deputy general manager in the company. There was no photo, only one line of words, "from now on, you are all mole ants under my feet, I will only climb higher and higher."
I know that there is a huge dream hidden in my uncle's heart. He wants to win and stand on everyone's shoulders. He wants to stand out. He has suffered so much for so many years, and no one is impetuous and impetuous. He has not changed his original intention. He has been walking on the thorns all the way and is extremely determined.
The third is me.
I was wearing an evening dress. I went to his family party that day. He didn't go and brought me back. I changed my clothes and stood in front of the window looking at myself in the mirror. He turned his back to me and took pictures of me. But I can see his appearance in the mirror.
I never know when I can't see uncle, he is such an expression, his face seems to open a flower, smile very good-looking, squint eyes, eyes full of tenderness.