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"I'll it! This thing is really endless. Chi Jǐng Guan turned around and glared at him fiercely from afar, and said secretly, obscene and shameless scoundrel, the old lady remembers you. When people were about to take pictures with their mobile phones, she quickly started the motorcycle, and the wolf bèi sped away.

After she left, the crowd of onlookers who didn't know the truth came to their senses. When I was about to find another party, Wang Yong, was curious to gossip about what happened. only to find that the man who was still telling his wife not to leave just now had disappeared very strangely.

Tightening the windbreaker, Wang Yong had already unconsciously reappeared at the door of the community, in a good mood, and secretly thought, that female jǐng cha is really uh, simple and cute. I don't even have this little bit of cheek, what should I do?

Still, such a joyous thing. Let him wash away a lot of the unpleasant memories that he was evoked by this street before, and his mood was also dripping with joy.

It has been said that happiness, although beautiful, often does not last long. This law was especially true in his life.

"Maomao, be good, don't cry. Shall I take you to buy something delicious and then go home and sleep? A gentle and quiet voice fell into Wang Yong's ears in a flash.

He turned his head like a lightning strike, and on the side of the wide road, a woman squatted in a white sè cashmere sweater and a gray sè over-the-knee suit skirt. was bending his knees and half-squatting, softly and patiently coaxing a little girl of three or four years old.

Even after many years, even if I only saw her side face. Wang Yong still recognized her at the first moment. It was like an electric current flowing through his limbs, leaving him sour and numb, standing still, unable to move.

His heart and breathing almost stopped at this moment, making his face slightly pale. The hand in the trouser pocket, uncontrollable, trembles a little.

In the past five years, when he was alone again and again, he thought a lot, and thought about the scene of his reunion with her many times. Even when I was walking on this road just now, the sense of panic and anticipation did not linger in my heart.

opened his mouth to call her by name. However, when the voice came to his mouth, he couldn't spit it out. He once thought that with his years of experience, his heart had already reached the point where it was difficult to be affected by external objects, and even reached the point where Mount Tai collapsed without changing his face.

I'm afraid, I think too highly of myself. In the bottom of Wang Yong's heart, there was a trace of fear, afraid that she would turn back. I'm afraid to see her eyes again, full of endless sadness, but forced to smile.

When confronted with problems, he rarely runs away. Although he knew that as long as everyone was alive, they would meet again sooner or later, but he just wanted this day to come as late as possible. Wang Yong's footsteps subconsciously retreated a little.

"Okay, I'm going to buy the same as that uncle, jujube cake." The little girl's eyes were sharp, and she suddenly saw the unique packaging box of jujube paste cake in Wang Yong's hand, and she screamed angrily.

Just when Wang Yong secretly said that it was not good, she stroked her long hair, revealing her quiet and natural face, and looked up at Wang Yong.

Hopefully, the big changes in her five years, as well as the dim lights, make her unrecognizable. Wang Yong was worried, as if he was a thief and was about to be caught by his master.

However, he could recognize her in an instant. Why can't she recognize herself at the first time? When her eyes swept over Wang Yong's face, her face suddenly froze. It was as if the heart had been hit hard by a hammer. Inadvertently, he reached out and covered his chest, his face was as white as paper all of a sudden, and his eyes were panicked and full of pain.

When Wang Yong saw this, he also subconsciously felt a pain in his heart. He knew that this weak woman had not had a good heart since she was a child. Once you get too excited, you will have angina. Although it is not fatal, it can make her feel suffocated in pain.

A stride, just when I wanted to hold her. The pink and cute little girl also discovered her abnormality, hurriedly hugged her, and said anxiously: "Mom, your heart hurts again?" It's Maomao who is not good, Maomao don't eat jujube mud cakes, Maomao will definitely sleep obediently. Your heart, don't hurt anymore. ”

The little girl's words, like a thunderbolt, struck him above his head and made him tremble. Mom, Mom? She, she's been ...... I want to help her, but she's already married, I'm afraid she won't let herself touch her again, right?

It was as if the frightened cry of the little girl named Mao Mao diverted her attention and made her face a little more bloody. took the girl's little hand and whispered, "Maomao, mom is fine, mom will take you to buy jujube cake." ”

Her eyes had moved away from Wang Yong, as if she had become very casual. Holding Maomao's little hand, he lowered his head and staggered past Wang Yong.

Time seems to have been frozen in this moment.

The figures of the two of them, as if they were five years ago, were staggered.

seemed to notice Wang Yong's eyes, the cute little girl carved in pink and jade, looked at Wang Yong in a windbreaker with some curiosity.

"Maomao, here you go." Wang Yong's voice was a little hoarse and low, and he tried to pretend to be amiable. But he doesn't seem to have any talent for affinity. Startled the little girl and hid behind her. flickering with watery lovely eyes, looking at Wang Yong with some jǐng. However, her eyes would move to the jujube cake from time to time.

"It's already the last jujube cake, and Sister-in-law Zhang's side has nothing to sell." Wang Yong seemed to be slightly relieved, since she was married and got her own happiness. Then, my guilt towards her can dissipate a lot. Although he has caused her a lot of harm. Originally, it started with a jujube cake. Then, let's really end with a jujube cake.

"Huh?" Maomao's eyes showed disappointment, and he looked at the share in Wang Yong's hand with a blank eye. Holding her hand tightly, he whispered, "Mom, is it okay?" ”

"Well, thank you, uncle." Maybe she tried to pretend to be inadvertent, but in her softness, there was a trembling voice, as if she had betrayed something.

"Thank you, uncle!" Mao Mao didn't notice the incomparably delicate and awkward atmosphere between the two adults. happily took Wang Yong's jujube paste cake and said sweetly.

"Really good, goodbye Maomao."

"Goodbye, uncle."

Wang Yong put his hands in his pockets and smiled at her. strode towards the community. And she is also holding Maomao and walking forward step by step. Until Wang Yong's figure, he completely disappeared into the night. She held back her tears for a long time, and finally uncontrollably, big drops fell along her face, tears blindfolded her eyes, making her unable to see the road in front of her, Suo Xìng squatted down and whimpered silently.

"Mom, you, what's wrong?" Maomao hugged her a little anxiously: "Why are you crying?" It's Mao Mao who is not good, Mao Mao shouldn't take stranger uncle's jujube cake. ”

"It's not Maomao's fault." She hugged Mao Mao tightly, and while crying, she trembled and comforted: "It's the sand that falls on the eyes, and the tears are gone." ”

"Mom, eat a piece of jujube cake, it's sweet. Eat it, and your eyes won't hurt. ”

"Well, Mao Mao is so well-behaved and sensible."

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"Whew!" Wang Yong was like a soldier fleeing on the battlefield, and retreated to his door in one go. That casual encounter just now drained all of his jīng gods. His mind was a little deranged, and he drained all his strength and leaned against the door. He suddenly remembered a very old joke, walking on the street, and suddenly met his first love, who was regarded as a goddess in his heart, and as a result, his child called uncle. Thinking of this, Wang Yong couldn't help but laugh to himself. The sensor lights went out, and the hallway was plunged into darkness.

Only the cigarette in his mouth, like a star, flickered on and off.

Perhaps, only in this darkness can his heart feel truly peaceful and at ease. Downcast? Maybe.

I don't know how long it took, but the phone vibrate. frowned slightly, not long after he came back, there were very few people who knew their mobile phone number. While flashing a few names in my heart, I took out my phone and looked at it. Well, it's that guy.

After answering the phone, I heard Lao Mu giggling over there. Wang Yong's face became a little indifferent, and he said in a low and hoarse voice: "Lao Mu, you dare to calculate me? ”

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