The storm of electronic fraud, the day I was deceived into northern Myanmar

I found that after staying in the park for a long time, it would be extremely difficult to integrate into a normal society governed by law.

Right now, when I watch domestic news online every day, I feel an indescribable feeling.

When I was still in China, I would be a little frightened when I heard people say that there was chaos somewhere and people were being killed.

But now, if you want to tell me where you killed someone, I basically don’t feel anything.

In other words, it may be numbness.

Seeing that the clubhouse and KTV are about to be completed, I am also preparing to take some time to take a look.

But before that, I have to meet someone.

At around 10 noon, I arrived at a newly planned single-room dormitory in the East District.

The people who live here are all managers from the East District, and Zhao Yuan also lives here.

I came to a room on the sixth floor and knocked on the door. Soon a woman's voice came from the door: "Who is it?"

"I, Yang Lei."

When the door opened, Zhou Ying saw me and smiled: "Brother Lei, why are you here?"

"Is it convenient to go in and sit down?" I asked.

"Of course it's convenient."

I left Datu at the door and walked in.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see a small living room with simple and practical decoration.

The walls are painted a light gray to contrast with the dark furniture.

There is a sofa and a coffee table in the living room, and there are more than a dozen pots of orchids placed against the wall, which obviously belong to Ah Dao.

The bathroom door is open, and you can see the whole thing inside while sitting on the sofa. Although it is small, it is clean and bright, and the walls are covered with white tiles, which makes it look particularly clean.

The aroma of the tea Zhou Ying poured for me rose up, and she whispered softly: "Brother Lei, drink tea."

I nodded politely, took the hot tea cup, carefully blew on the hot air, and then took a small sip.

The temperature of the tea is just right, slightly bitter but extremely sweet.

Sitting in this small but cozy dormitory, my thoughts couldn't help but drift back to the past.

If it weren’t for Ah Dao, it would have been impossible for Zhou Ying’s and mine’s life trajectories to intersect.

As A Dao's woman, Zhou Ying is always considerate and has just the right sense of proportion. This is why I asked her to manage the bathing center before.

But in fact, a simple and kind girl like her should not be immersed in such a chaotic environment in the park.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

While Ah Dao is still alive, it is naturally inconvenient for me to say this clearly.

But now that Ah Dao is dead, maybe it's time to do something for Zhou Ying.

Out of memory of Ah Dao and for my own conscience, I plan to give her a sum of money to give her a chance to restart her life.

Zhou Ying's voice interrupted my meditation. She asked, "Brother Lei, why can't I always get through when I call Ah Dao?"

There was uneasiness and confusion in her voice.

I didn't answer her question directly, but asked tentatively: "Where is your hometown?"

"Yunnan Dehong." Her voice was a little deep.

I nodded again, trying to understand her past: "How did you get here?"

She took a deep breath and began to narrate her past: "I used to work in Xiaomengla, and then a little sister dragged me to Laojie Casino to work as a dealer. I worked there for a year, and because I offended a boss, I... Being sold here..."

Her voice gradually became deeper, and there was a hint of helplessness and strength in her eyes.

She continued: "When I was sold here, it was Ah Dao who picked me up. If it weren't for him, I don't know what would have happened now. Later, he also arranged for me to work in the bathing center."

Her words revealed her deep gratitude to Ah Dao.

"Are your parents still there?" I asked with concern.

A trace of sadness flashed across her face: "My mother left with a Zhejiang native when I was six years old, and my father also went out to work, so there was no news from him. I was brought up by my grandma. After my grandma passed away, I Then we went to Xiaomengla."

"So do you still have contact with your parents?" I continued to ask.

She shook her head slightly: "No more."

I was silent for a moment and asked softly: "Have you ever thought about going back to your hometown?"

She was obviously confused by this question and looked at me doubtfully.

I tried to say easily: "You don't want to stay in the park forever, do you? Look, you are young, wouldn't it be great to go back to your hometown to find a good job, and find a good family to marry in the future?"

Before I finished speaking, her expression suddenly became nervous: "Brother Lei, did Ah Dao get into trouble?"

Seeing how sensitive she was, I realized it was time to tell her the truth.

"A Dao had an accident in the old street." My tone was calm, but full of heaviness.

"What happened? He..." Her voice trembled.

I took a deep breath and said slowly: "He was shot to death."

After Zhou Ying heard the news, her face instantly turned pale. Her hands tightly grasped the corners of her clothes, as if looking for some support.

His eyes were full of shock and disbelief, as if the whole world collapsed at this moment.

"This...how is this possible..." Her voice was weak and trembling, and tears gradually accumulated in her eyes.

I looked at her quietly, my heart full of sympathy.

In this environment full of violence and conspiracy, a girl like her should not be entangled in such a fate.

I comforted him softly: "I know this is hard for you to accept, but this is the reality. Ah Dao... is gone."

Tears finally burst out of Zhou Ying's eyes and slowly slid down her cheeks.

Her cry was silent, but the silent pain was even more heartbreaking.

She wiped away her tears with trembling hands, her lips trembling slightly, as if she was trying to find words, but in the end she could only lower her head feebly.

I took a deep breath and continued: "I know this is all too sudden for you. But I hope you can think about your future. I am willing to give you a sum of money to give you a chance to start over. .You shouldn’t be stuck here, you deserve a better life.”

Zhou Ying raised her head. Her eyes were red and swollen, but in those tear-filled eyes, I saw a trace of confusion and hesitation: "But, I...I have nowhere else to go."

Her voice was low, revealing deep helplessness and despair.

I gently said to her: "You can go back to your hometown, or go anywhere you want. That money is enough for you to start over. You don't have to do things you don't want to do in order to survive. Your life should be controlled by In your own hands.”

Zhou Ying was silent for a long time, and finally nodded slowly, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes: "I...I will consider it, Brother Lei."

Although her voice was still trembling, there seemed to be a glimmer of hope.

I stood up and patted her shoulder gently: "Okay, think about it. No matter what you decide to do, I will support you."

When I left Zhou Ying's dormitory, I looked back at her. She was just sitting there, looking lonely and helpless.

I sighed, put away my thoughts, and gently closed the door.