Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The city at night is ablaze with brilliant lights.

It was raining heavily, and the vendors on the street basically stopped coming out because of the rain.

Tonight's night is dark, mysterious and long.

Gloomy dark clouds pressed over the city, and heavy rain washed the world in the night, sweeping the entire city with the force of a storm.

On the large commercial building in the center of the city, the huge advertising screen was broadcasting the news that the typhoon was coming tonight.

The news shows that tonight's typhoon will be strong to level 8 to 10. We hope that every household will close their homes and don't go out unless necessary.

When a typhoon comes, it also brings a huge storm that is difficult to withstand.

The storm rolled up the discarded plastic bags at the street entrance, and then spread them high into the air, mixing them with other smelly garbage.

The rubbish all over the sky is flying everywhere in the wind, unable to find a fixed place and can only be swept high in the sky.

At this time, the strong wind was blowing, and a black plastic bag with a hole happened to be slapped on a slightly dilapidated residential building, and it happened to be stuck on the slightly raised nail on a window.

The windows were rattling in the wind, and the wooden ones were almost eaten by insects because of their age.

And the poor screws on the window sill were swaying in the wind, precarious.

It seemed that the next second, the wooden window held up by a few screws was about to fall down and be swept away by the wind.

The rain continued to fall, never ending.

And finally, a hand stretched out and closed the wooden window that was shaking in the wind.

Qiu Qizhong held his mobile phone in one hand, closed the wooden window with the other, and inserted the buckle at the same time.

The wooden window was finally closed securely and no longer creaked.

Qiu Qizhong made a phone call.

"Sir, everything has been settled. When will you arrange for me to leave? I'm ready."

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"Ah, okay, okay, everything has been arranged, right? We will be at Tianlin International Airport at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir."

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"Sir, if I leave first, how do you think my wife and son will arrange it?"

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"Okay, okay, okay, I told them that I got a job with a good salary abroad and I need them to come with me."

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"Don't worry, sir. I haven't revealed a single word about this matter to my wife and children. Please be careful, sir."

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After hanging up the phone, Qiu Qizhong held the phone tightly and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

He looked at the time and saw that it was already after nine o'clock in the evening. He had to seize the time to pack up quickly and go out early tomorrow morning.

After thinking about it, he immediately called his wife.

"Hey, wife, have you packed your things?"

"Has Xiaowei's transfer procedure been completed?"

"That's ok. My company called and told me to take a flight tomorrow morning. Your tickets have been purchased and you can leave the day after tomorrow."

Qiu Qizhong sat on the old sofa, crossed his legs, and turned on the TV.

The light in the house was dim, and the light above his head flickered, as if there was some poor contact.

Qiu Qizhong looked like a frail and honest man. He sat in the middle of the sofa, raised his hand and touched the back of his head, and continued,

"Don't worry, don't worry, everything has been arranged over there, and the salary there is also very good. When you move there, you will have everything you need, including luxury cars and mansions!"

The lights overhead flickered.