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1、 I want to go to Guilin
Xiang Minghui and I met on blind date.
I started working in an architectural design institute in Jinan, Shandong Province in July 1996. At that time, I was still assigned for graduation. But after the interview, I clearly remember that a teacher surnamed Xiang was very interested in me. He asked me in detail from academic achievements, hobbies to whether he had female friends. Of course, my answer also made him nod frequently. Soon after going to work, someone came to make matchmaking, introducing Xiang Minghui, the teacher's daughter.
At first, I didn't like the marriage in the unit very much, but after meeting Xiang Minghui, I found that she was a very beautiful and intelligent girl. She worked as a teacher in a primary school in Huaiyin District. I don't like this job at least. Maybe it has something to do with my childhood shadow. I always think that primary school teachers are sadists who copy texts 500 times.
However, after getting along with each other for a long time, Xiang Minghui gradually developed feelings. Xiang Minghui was a little stubborn when he was kind to others. He would not turn back when he was sure of something. Maybe it's because she is a Chinese teacher. She likes to describe the landscapes of Shaoxing, Suzhou and Hangzhou and Guilin to me in her artistic conception. Of course, she has a special preference for Guilin landscapes and said she must go and see them. At that time, there was a popular song about the landscape of Guilin. There was a line in it: When I have time, I have no money. When I have money, I have no time. I want to go to Guilin!
I also solemnly promised her that I would visit Guilin when I was traveling and getting married. We fell in love for nearly two years, and then we got a marriage certificate. At that time, the country was in the midst of the housing system reform, and the last batch of welfare housing distribution was required. Therefore, after receiving the marriage certificate, we were eligible for housing distribution. At that time, we shared the same apartment upstairs with Xiang Minghui's parents, but her parents were 150 square meters with three rooms and two halls, and we were 120 square meters short of one house.
The only defect is the temporary housing, which is divided according to the drawing on the unit, and it will take about a year to deliver the house. Our wedding date will be arranged a year later, but we have already obtained the marriage certificate. The saying at that time is that the gun certificate can be fired without limit. Xiang Minghui has to live in my bachelor's dormitory for one day every week, and we don't even take contraceptive measures.
When the summer vacation came, Xiang Minghui said that she wanted to travel to Guilin, but I really couldn't spare the time. At that time, I took on a big project. I was designing indoor drawings almost every day. She was very disappointed and said I should go to Guilin myself. I agreed without much thought. Her parents began to oppose her and said it was unsafe, but she was stubborn and had a bad temper and decided to go. Later, she could only agree.
Once she went, she never came back.
2、 Missing girlfriend
Minghui went there by plane. I took her to the airport bus stop by bike. I already had a mobile phone, but Minghui didn't have one. When she said Guilin, she called home to report that she was safe. Of course, she took a small home camera with her and said that she would take the best pictures of Guilin and save them as family files. I didn't think too much.
Minghui called back when she arrived in Guilin. She was in a hotel. At that time, the hotel was not a single room, but two or three unrelated people living together. She said they were from Hunan. Her call was to her home, and I didn't receive it. But this is her last message. Later, there was no information for two consecutive days. I called according to the hotel number she left last time, and no one answered. This made Minghui's parents and sisters and I scared.
On the third day, there was still no news. Sister Xiang Minghui and I went to Guilin and found her hotel. Only then did we find that it was a small hotel, and Minghui's room was returned the next day. We realized that the situation was critical and immediately reported it to the local police station, which also accepted the case, but there was no news.
In this way, Xiang Minghui suddenly disappeared without leaving any trace. The police at the police station also investigated carefully, but there was not much video surveillance at that time. What could be found was that the woman who checked in the hotel room with her was from Changde, Hunan Province, but after investigation, it was found that it was a fake, so all the clues were broken.
We searched for Xiang Minghui for more than a month, but in the end there was no result. The police told us that similar things also happened. Maybe she was kidnapped by human traffickers and went to the remote mountains and forests. Minghui's parents cried bitterly but could do nothing.
The matter gradually faded, because there was a two-year period for disappearance, so although we returned to Jinan in the past two years, we had to call almost once a month to ask if there was any clue. The answer disappointed us.
This event had a great impact on me and Minghui's family. Her mother died five years later. Before she died, she said she would go to another world to investigate the truth. I remarried three years later. This time it was Wang Jinhua who worked with the bank. I didn't hide it. She asked me: What if Xiang Minghui reappeared after we got married?
I sighed: I don't know! But I hope she lives, although she may not live well.
3、 Meet a girl who looks like an ex girlfriend
My second marriage is a treasure. Wang Jinhua is a typical wife and mother. She is even more recognized by my parents than Xiang Minghui. She is six years younger than me and has a son Liangliang the next year after marriage. Xiang Minghui's family did not support my remarriage very much. Her sister even talked to me about the division of property rights of the house, saying that Minghui's seniority allowance was available in the house. I didn't have any conflict with her, and said that I could make compensation according to her plan, but I couldn't not get married, and finally her family didn't say anything.
But the faint scar always irritated me. Later, I resigned from the architectural design institute. The house of the family home was also sold and replaced with another community to escape from that environment. But I can't get rid of those past events. I dreamed many times at night that Xiang Minghui was tortured and trampled in a mountain area. She shouted my name, but I really couldn't help her. Every time I wake up, I am in a cold sweat.
After resigning from the design institute, I went to a university for further study for several years, and successfully obtained a doctor's degree. Later, I also stayed in the school and became a teacher. It was also smooth sailing. Wang Jinhua was well behaved in his work, and his son was excellent. I thought this might be my life in preparation. If Xiang Minghui did not disappear, maybe she and I would retire in that design institute, just like her father and mother, But life is never a fixed cause and effect. One life and two fortunes make Xiang Minghui's position impossible.
Xiang Minghui's mother died early, and her father also died at the age of 70. During the epidemic, Xiang Minghui's sister called me and said that she would ask me to be a sister's representative to send her old father a ride. Maybe after that, Xiang Minghui's traces in the world are less and less. I shed tears. After 20 years, I still can't forget the look of that woman.
But I didn't expect that fate had already closed the door, but in the silence, another window was opened. I unexpectedly met a student who was very similar to Xiang Minghui in the beginning of a school season. She is Lingling. Lingling was nineteen years old and a freshman in our school. She came from Neijiang, a place in Sichuan Province.
