The Internet café survived for a night, and early the next morning, Wang Heng went to buy a second-hand mobile phone, and then found a communication business hall, used He Qingshui's ID card to get a phone number, and after completing the identity authentication, he threw the ID card back to a more conspicuous position in the bar card seat.

The online payment authenticates a bank card that he used a year ago, and it has been a long time since there has been a movement of funds.

Then he went back to last night's Internet café, and it was not for nothing that he chose this one last night, and there was a network management bag posted at the door to eat and live.

After a brief negotiation on the phone, Wang Heng got the job, mainly because of his work experience, plus he knew how to do simple computer repairs — the simplest kind.

The Internet café is on the second floor, and because the façade on the first floor is expensive and noisy, few Internet cafes will open on the first floor.

Then the boss came down from the third floor, in his twenties, with pale skin, slightly emaciated, and unusually young.

The boss introduced himself as Gao Changle, and according to him, the whole building was his.

It is obviously a very inspirational entrepreneurial road, with ideals on the road, and after hard work, I finally went home to inherit the family business.

Because it's a part-time job, plus it's too troublesome, so I reached a consensus and didn't sign a contract, paid a deposit of 100 to calculate the use of the locker, and went to work at night, and the people in the previous shift would take him through it, and the whole night shift, the salary was paid monthly, and the contract was established if I added a friend.

Then both ended the exchange with satisfaction.

The boss went back upstairs to continue the house, Wang Heng said hello to the network manager who was on duty, and planned to go to clean his tomb.

Anyway, his first seven days have passed, and he doesn't have any family, even if the orphanage that received the donation plans to pay homage to him, it's time to pass.

His tomb is in a cemetery on the outskirts of the city, in a remote corner, which is the information he found at the funeral home.

It is said that it was only after someone's strong request to take the initiative to contribute that he had a place to rest.

Although he felt that he knew who it was, he didn't want to look into it because he had died socially.

Standing in front of the tomb, Wang Heng had a lot of thoughts, but he didn't know what he was thinking, and he was rarely stunned for a while.

……

After the fire, Gao Qingxiao came to see that colleague for the first time.

After knowing each other for less than a month, and then suddenly it became a relationship where someone died for another person, and to be honest, she still hasn't come back to her senses.

With the only reason left and the help of his younger brother, he completed the follow-up procedures, and then he was at home for several days. I wanted to come and see it at the first seven o'clock, but a dozen or so children were worshipping, and she didn't dare to approach because of guilt and not knowing what identity she was coming to.

Therefore, it can only be worshiped after the first seven days when all souls may have returned.

Maybe he really has a soul and won't forgive himself, and he will regret that he saved a wicked woman with a wolf's heart and lungs, Gao Qing thought with a little masochism.

Holding a white flower in his hand, his steps moved heavily.

In fact, even now, she is still a little scared.

She was born into a wealthy family, although not particularly powerful, but it was enough for her to live a rich life without working, and with the doting of her parents on their children, her job was purely a hobby and to prove that her years of study were not in vain.

With a good family background and beautiful appearance, there are naturally many people who pursue her like a carp crossing the river.

However, her father and mother spared no effort to protect her, so she has a certain degree of sensitivity to other people's likes and dislikes.

When Wang Heng was assigned to her group, she felt that he had a certain affection for her, but this was too normal, so she didn't do anything. For the next month, she felt her new colleague's affection for her slowly rise, and then at some point it came to a complete standstill.

Although she was a little disappointed, she was not a stunning person who thought that her charm was unstoppable, so she quickly left it behind and continued to work.

Then she gradually discovered that the new colleague was far more mature than she had imagined, gentle and repulsive at the same time. But since it has no impact on her work, she is not interested in megging in other people's affairs, but occasionally she is a little curious about what such people will do in private.

Then there was that fire, and she was saved by the colleague in a life-swapping way.

She even remembered him smiling at her in the flames.

Then his goodness began to loop in his mind, spilled a piece of paper with a drink, helped hold something, stayed at the end to turn off the lights when he worked overtime, and said hello with a smile...... What is done out of upbringing is taken as a favor.

She began to regret that she had not taken his mind too seriously, and even blurred her judgment of his "gentle but repulsive people" because of this.

Memories are the most deceptive things, and when they are taken out of context and pieced together, they will be unrecognizable, so what was originally just thought to be good becomes very good.

The cemetery was already close at hand, a little remote, but she didn't think he would like a very striking place, so she didn't change it.

In front of the tombstone stood a man in a white T-shirt and jeans.

Gao Qingxiao subconsciously hid.

Then the man turned around, frowned, and walked away briskly.

Gao Qing covered her mouth with a smile.

It was that colleague, who she had seen with her own eyes the colleague who had died in the flames.

She was a little scared, but she still rushed out and shouted, "Wang Heng! ”

But turning a tombstone turned but there was nothing, only a gust of wind blowing.

She fell to the ground, crying bitterly.

……

Wang Heng stood incognito not far away, feeling a little happy and feeling uncomfortable.

But she still doesn't plan to see her, no matter how sad she is, even if it's as if she saw a ghost once, she won't see her again in the future anyway, and she will always forget.

So he turned and left.

It was already a little late when he returned to the city, and looking at the sky, he was worried about the female senior for a second...... Gao Qing smiled, well, good-looking people do have privileges, he still remembers the name, but that's all.

Tidy up his mood, have a casual meal, and he clocked in to work in advance.

The people in the previous shift naturally had no opinions, and roughly talked to him about the process and clocked in.

After all, he is not a novice, and Wang Heng quickly got started.

After all, there are not many guests on the night shift, so most of the time it is a person on duty, and the work includes cleaning the floor, wiping the table, taking out the garbage, turning on the machine, tidying up the keyboard and mouse, delivering food, and you can be in a daze at the front desk at other times.

It's just that it's hard to work night shifts all the time, and it's staggered from most people's lifestyles, so I haven't hired anyone yet. The normal situation should be a shift system, but it can only be said that Gao Changle has not figured out the working mechanism yet, and he just happened to bump into Wang Heng to find someone.

After doing a lot of work left over from the previous shift - to be honest, it is common sense and basic etiquette to finish your work before the shift, Wang Heng returned to the front desk to take a break, and then heard the sound of talking at the stairs.

“…… Where are there any ghosts in this world, even if there are, it's too seven today, and I can still remember it wrong. ”

"What if he still has any last wish unfulfilled?" A somewhat familiar female voice retorted stubbornly.

"Isn't that a ghost? You're so afraid of ghosts and you're going to go to the ghosts...... It hurts, it hurts! Spare your life! I was wrong! He's not a wraith! It's a good guy! Good! Let go, let go! Ears are falling out! ”

A man and a woman gradually emerged from the entrance of the stairs, the man lowered his head and was twisted by the woman's ears and did not dare to break free, so he could only say forgiveness, the woman's eyes were a little red and swollen, as if she had just cried, but she was amused to laugh.