Goddess please don't flirt

He Moqian tried his best to avoid Yuan Ying during this time. In order not to let Yuan Ying find him, he even acted like a thief. He even went to see Shen Siwei with fear. This is good, Yuan Ying hasn't found him yet. As for her, she sent it to the family first.

He Moqian felt that he was born to be a worrying person, Yuan Ying had nothing to do with her, and she had to go to see her to be relieved if something happened.

This stock market crash is said to be a catastrophe that is rare in many years. The old stock investors who have become elites in the stock market did not escape, and the economy of billions of dollars was bubbled. He Moqian was so scared when he first heard the number. fell off the stool.

On the plane, He Moqian was thinking that Yuan Ying had so many contacts, he must have heard the wind and rain in advance, and that the stock market crash would not affect her, but on the other hand, he was thinking that if Yuan Ying really became a pauper, he would be left alone. To raise Weiwei, it seems that it is not difficult to raise a Yuan Ying by the way. The big deal is to find a job and earn more money.

The plane landed at S City Airport, and He Moqian didn't know where to find Yuan Ying for a while.A dormitory in a science and technology park?Zhuang Jie has been arrested, and what is going on with her company is completely unknown, and He Moqian didn't have the time to search for its current situation.Where is Chu Fanxi?Don't be ridiculous, if Yuan Ying is really down and out, she must find a place where no one is there to hide, so no one can find her.

There is only one destination left in He Moqian's heart.

The old-fashioned community deep in the alleys still seems to be forgotten by this fast-growing city, standing quietly in a certain corner, quiet and peaceful.The gatekeeper is still Zhang Bo who has been like a day for decades. Zhang Bo is older than the last time He Moqian saw him, and he walks on crutches, and he is not as agile as before.

"Uncle Zhang, please open the door for me." He Moqian called him loudly from outside the iron gate.

Uncle Zhang walked out of the duty room, wearing presbyopic glasses, squinting his eyes for a while, his face wrinkled with joy, "Ah Qian? Come, come, I'll open the door for you!"

He walked tremblingly to the iron door, lowered his head and carefully checked the keyhole with the key, and He Moqian found the hearing aid on his right ear.

"Uncle Zhang, what happened to your ears?"

"Ah?" Zhang Bo hadn't aligned the keyhole yet, when he heard a voice, he raised his head and asked, "What did you say?"

"I said your ears." He Moqian increased the volume, and pointed at his ears by the way, "What's wrong with your ears?"

"It's okay!" Uncle Zhang was very happy, "I'm getting old, and I suddenly couldn't hear clearly a few days ago. My son took me to get a hearing aid!"

The key was finally in the lock, the door opened, He Moqian came in, and Uncle Zhang locked the door again, "Recently, there are more and more problems with my body, I won't be able to work for a long time, maybe you won't see my old man next time! "

He Moqian's nose was sour, and he said loudly: "Your old man is in good health, and he will live a long life!"

Uncle Zhang was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, "Ah Qian is still so good at talking."

"Uncle Zhang, has Ah Ying been back?"

"Aying?" Zhang Bo thought for a while, then shook his head, "Aying hasn't come back for a long time!"

He Moqian was disappointed for a while, helped Zhang Bo into the duty room, and went back to their former small apartment by himself.

The apartment is still the same, even the location where the key is hidden has not changed. He Moqian opened the door and went in. The furnishings inside are exactly the same as when she came to eat hot pot last time, and it is exactly the same as ten years ago.

Uncle Zhang was right, no one had been here for a long time, and the furniture was covered with a thick layer of dust.

It would be a lie to say that there is no nostalgia, this place almost represents half of He Moqian's youth, and every bit of it is carefully selected and arranged-although the original copy has been destroyed long ago, what is placed here is just An imitation of the same style and color.

The past is the past after all, no matter how similar it is, it will not be the same thing.

He Moqian's gaze was fixed on the bulky laptop computer that was more than ten years ago on the coffee table. Everything else was imitation, only this old guy was real.

She sat on the sofa, opened her laptop, and pressed the power button.

Unexpectedly, this notebook can still start normally, that is, the startup speed is very suitable for its age, as slow as an old man who is dying, and it took several minutes to display the WindowsXP interface.

In addition to the built-in tools of the system and He Moqian's previous work software on the desktop, there is a folder in the middle of the screen that is eye-catching. It is called "New Folder", and it has not even been renamed.

He Moqian clicked to open the folder, and it took more than ten seconds for the folder to be opened, which was full of photos.

At that time, the digital camera had just come out, and it completely replaced the old-fashioned film camera with lightning speed. He Moqian remembered that Yuan Ying bought one excitedly, and always liked to shoot her left and right. Save it in the computer.

He Moqian has seen those photos, Yuan Ying's photography skills are not very good, there are a lot of out-of-focus hands shaking, and more than half of the photos are blurred and useless.In the remaining half, He Moqian himself found many ugly, and ordered Yuan Ying to delete them. Yuan Ying promised well at the time, but who knew that they had been quietly saved until today.

The photos that I thought were ugly in the past look good now, He Moqian looked at his immature face in front of the camera and thought, I was so young at that time.

There are thousands of photos. With the response speed of this computer, it takes more than ten seconds to load a photo. He Moqian clicked on one by one, and unknowingly flipped through hundreds of photos. At this time, the sound of the door opening, She turned her head to look at the door and met Yuan Ying's eyes.

Yuan Ying looked at He Moqian who suddenly appeared in the house, and was taken aback.

"Coming?" asked very naturally, as if she had known that He Moqian would come.

"coming."

Embarrassed for a while without anything to say, the two looked away at the same time.

Yuan Ying sat on the single sofa a little far away from He Moqian and asked, "How long have you been here?"

"Just here."

Yuan Ying nodded, "No wonder Uncle Zhang always said he wanted to tell me something, but he just couldn't remember what it was."

He Moqian said: "Uncle Zhang is getting old."

They are all getting old, how can Uncle Zhang not be the youngest?

Yuan Ying glanced at the photo on the computer screen, feeling nervous for a while, and hurriedly explained: "I took a photo when I was ignorant, and I kept it without your consent. If you don't like it, delete it."

"Keep it." He Moqian chuckled, "Make a copy for me, and show Weiwei what I looked like when I was young."

Yuan Ying whispered: "You are also young now."

He Moqian was noncommittal.

After sitting for a while without anything to say, He Moqian moved his nose a few times and took a few breaths, "Are you smoking?"

"I only smoked one!" The words of defense blurted out, Yuan Ying realized that she had lost her composure, and smiled embarrassingly: "I went to see my father and smoked a cigarette with him."

She said again: "By the way, the truth about the case ten years ago has been revealed. You can go to the Public Security Bureau to cancel your criminal record when you have time. It seems that there is still a sum of compensation. A special lawyer will help you solve it in a few days."

After ten years of procrastination, He Moqian was finally cleared of his innocence, but neither of them were happy.

This belated innocence can be repaid, but how can I repay the wasted ten years?Yes, He Moqian can get a compensation, 100 million, 200 million, or even 300 million. Can this money buy ten years?If time can be bought, Yuan Ying would rather go bankrupt and make up for He Moqian's lost ten years.

"I see, thank you." He Moqian was undisturbed during this time, and he figured out a lot of things. In addition, Yuan Ying was not as nervous as before, and the two talked calmly, just like two people who have known each other for many years but People who don't know each other are polite and polite.

"Don't you ask who the murderer is?"

"It's Zhuang Jie." It's not a question, but a statement.

On the night when the crime happened, He Moqian saw a figure who looked a bit like Zhuang Jie. She just thought she was wrong, but she didn't want to pursue it anymore, so she kept silent. A few days ago, she heard that Zhuang Jie was killed The news of the arrest, what else do you not understand?It's just that she can't figure it out, she and Zhuang Jie have no grievances or enmity, and the normal relationship is fine, if Wang Yishi did this, she would still understand, why did Zhuang Jie want to ruin herself so much?

"I'm sorry, I deliberately said that the murderer was Wang Yishi, which made her feel wronged." He Moqian apologized awkwardly.

Yuan Ying nodded in a daze, not knowing if she listened or not.

After a while, Yuan Yingcai said, "Mo Qian, I'm sorry."

After the dust settled, the two would consider each other for each other. He Moqian smiled and comforted: "You are also a victim, so there is nothing to apologize for."

Yuan Ying shook her head and did not speak.She settled the grievances left by the previous generation for her father, which is justified, but He Moqian is innocent, she shouldn't bear all this, but she bears all of it, even with her own share past.

"Aqian, you come back, here are your relatives, your roots." Yuan Ying said: "Don't worry, I will never pester you again, Aqian, you come back."

You come back, I go.

"What about you?" He Moqian asked.

"The current business of the Wang family has basically been handed over to Second Uncle Wang. I promised my aunt to help Uncle Wang handle the affairs of the Wang family. Maybe I will settle abroad in the future and will not come back."

"when are we leaving?"

"About July."

He Moqian felt a little empty, remembering the purpose of his trip, and asked again: "By the way, I see that many people on the Internet have been affected by this stock market turmoil. How are you?"

"Fortunately, I sold the stocks I held in advance, and it didn't matter."

He Moqian laughed secretly that his worry was really unnecessary, stood up and said goodbye, "Then congratulations, I still have something to do, so let's leave it at that."

Yuan Ying got up to see her off, "Be careful on the road, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Yuan Ying didn't even ask He Moqian where he was going, she just sent He Moqian downstairs and turned back by herself.

He Moqian also turned around and walked in the opposite direction, striding forward without looking back, so she didn't see Yuan Ying behind her turning around, standing where she was, watching her lover walk out of her sight, and after a long time still Stand like a statue.

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