Wang Ming glanced at his computer screen, then at Yao Nan, gritted his teeth, and quit the game ruthlessly. Pen inkstone Pavilion More good

If you get out, don't complain and be complained, it's a big deal to open a trumpet again. Wang Ming felt that his heart was dripping blood.

"Now that your matter is settled, do you want to go around the neighborhood?" asked Wang Ming, putting down the headset.

Yao Nan hesitated, "Well, okay." I invite you to drink milk tea, after all, you helped me, and you paid for the Internet fee. ”

"Okay, wait a minute." After Wang Ming finished speaking, he ran to the counter to settle the bill.

Wang Ming didn't seem to be at ease, and when he left, he deliberately glanced at the staircase, and made sure that no one was hiding there, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Chen Chen still pays attention to the spirit of contract.

"Wang Ming, I want to ask, when did Xiao Zhenghong and his girlfriend start dating" Yao Nan felt a little embarrassed, and his voice was much quieter.

But Wang Ming still heard it clearly.

"Well, if I think about it, it seems that Xiao Ye went to Luochuan after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it changed when he came back." Wang Ming's eyelids jumped, and he replied quietly.

"yes, that's been a long time." Yao Nan's face didn't show anything unusual, "Then how did they know each other so far apart?"

"I've known each other before, so it's a renewal." Wang Ming thought for a while and said.

"Oh." Yao Nan nodded and didn't speak again.

She kept her head down, not knowing what she was thinking.

Wang Ming glanced at the corner of his eye a few times, but he couldn't see her thoughts.

It stands to reason that when Yu Yuanzhi appeared that day, Yao Nan should have given up, but why is it that if he asks about Xiao Zhenghong now, if he says that he is not dead, this is too calm

Resurgence, Wang Ming's mind suddenly popped up such a word.

Impossible, he shook his head, not allowing himself to think about it again.

"This shop looks good, or it's right here," Yao Nan pointed to a bubble tea shop not far away and said, "I'll invite you." ”

"Okay." Wang Ming glanced at her, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

No matter what Yao Nan thought in his heart, at least for him, now was a happy moment that he had never had.

Since then, Yao Nan has never mentioned the topic of Xiao Zhenghong again.

The two of them talked about trivial things.

After coming out of the bubble tea shop, Yao Nan walked around for another half an hour before bidding farewell to Wang Ming.

After Gu Lingyun ate instant noodles at the Internet café at noon, he ran straight home to sleep and didn't play anymore.

It's just that at about eight o'clock in the evening, I sneaked out of the house and ran to another Internet café.

When he was in junior high school, he made a big wish to write down the addresses of all the black Internet cafes in several districts of Xijing. It's good to be an adult, and you don't have to play guerrilla all night, for fear of being caught.

It is said that people always look forward to growing up when they are young, but when they really grow up, they miss their childhood. Gu Lingyun does not belong to this kind of person. When he was young, he looked forward to growing up, and he could proudly hold his ID card between his two fingers and hand it to the network manager, and said very domineeringly, "A machine, and then make a bowl of instant noodles, and ask for braised beef." Then he left a dashing back, and crossed the eyes of the crowd with a coquettish move.

And when he grew up, he never missed his childhood.

That tragic era was spent in a battle of wits and courage with teachers and parents, and it was in the encirclement and counter-encirclement and suppression that abandoned half of the instant noodles and the remaining three yuan of Internet fees, and escaped through the back door.

And the moment of turning over was at zero o'clock when he passed his eighteenth birthday.

Not surprisingly, Gu Lingyun once again stayed up all night. It wasn't until the east turned white that he stretched his waist and walked around the Internet café again, and then he was going home.

Gu Lingyun had just walked out of the Internet café not far away, when a man in ragged clothes and gray hair grabbed him.

"What are you doing touching porcelain, let me tell you, if you don't want money, you don't want to die." Gu Lingyun said horizontally.

"Young man, I see that you probably know what kind of person you are, and I won't touch your porcelain, don't worry." The man said.

"Then what do you want to do" Gu Lingyun was sleepy, and he didn't have the heart to talk to him.

"If there is an opportunity to make money, will you come," the man asked mysteriously in Gu Lingyun's ear.

"Ha" Gu Lingyun suddenly came to his senses, his eyes were as bright as high-power bulbs, and then he felt that he couldn't act so overjoyed, he should be a little reserved, "Cut, do I look like a person who is so short of money?"

"Well, to tell you the truth, it's a little" The man carefully looked at Gu Lingyun's face.

He really wanted to say, don't you keep your head down from time to time just thinking about whether you can pick up the money, so you almost wrote the words "I'm poor" on your face.

"Yes, I'm just short of money. How can you get the money quickly," Gu Lingyun asked, rubbing his palms.

"Fast, very fast." The man nodded.

Gu Lingyun's heartbeat skipped a beat, just like a young man with a spring in his arms, "Is there a lot of money?"

"Many, very much." The man nodded again.

Gu Lingyun covered his heart. He felt so happy that his heart was about to jump out in an instant. Who said pie doesn't fall from the sky, well, it really won't. But it will lose the opportunity to make money.

The man took out a small white card from his pocket and slapped it in Gu Lingyun's hand, "Put it away." ”

Several question marks floated on Gu Lingyun's head. What's the deal with giving me a little card

"I have a hunch, young man, that we will meet again soon." The man said.

Gu Lingyun looked down at the words on the card, "Remember to give a good review, and if you are satisfied, remember to recommend it to your friends." There is also a smiley face stamped with black ink at the end.

"It's a good deal. As long as you can sell it, it is indeed a lot of money and fast. Gu Lingyun muttered, "Health care products"

"What is this" Gu Lingyun turned the card over, and on the other side of the white card, a few words and a string of numbers were printed in black ink very concisely and clearly, "Kidney Hotline."

"Nima." Gu Lingyun's face darkened, and he couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, "No matter how poor I am, I won't be so poor that he will sell his kidney." ”

By the time he turned around to look for the man, he was gone.

"I said that I will meet you again soon, and I don't want to see you again in my life. You're a bad old man, very bad. Gu Lingyun shouted behind him.

He just wanted to tear the card off, but a flash of inspiration occurred in his mind, and he didn't know what bad idea he had to hold, so he put the small card in his pocket and left whistling.

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