Xiao Qian walked over and explained to him, "Your memory is broken. There was a time last night that had gone blank in your mind. ”

"Oh, really?"

"That's right. My dad was like this a lot. ”

"Does he always drink?"

"yes, and often drunk."

Shen Jinghao quipped on the side: "As the saying goes, a tiger father has no dog girl." Xiaoqian must have inherited her father's genes. ”

Xing Hongming's mind was mixed, and he couldn't figure it out at all: "Have you two been here all along?" ”

Xiao Qian explained with a smile: "Yes, there are so many beds in the dormitory, and there is no second person except you." Jing Hao and I even saved the accommodation fee. ”

Xing Hongming was full of gratitude: "It turned out that you took care of me for a night." Thanks! ”

Shen Jinghao stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be polite to me." As long as you don't blame us. ”

Xing Hongming was stunned: "Why do I blame you?" ”

"If you don't pay us, will you get drunk?"

Shen Jinghao recalled this, his expression was full of remorse, he picked up the wine glass on the table, and took a sip of the residual wine in the glass.

Zhang Yin, who was sitting opposite, was confused: "Is that girl named Xiaoqian your first love?" ”

Shen Jinghao shook his head: "No, she is not even my classmate." ”

"Why did you take her to meet her old classmate thousands of miles away?"

Shen Jinghao smiled bitterly: "Girl, just with a smart girl like you, haven't you understood?" That old classmate of mine is the love of my ex-wife Rong Rong. When I brought a woman who had nothing to do with me to meet him, I was actually playing a trick on him. ”

Zhang Yin's eyes lit up: "Could it be..."

"Not bad. I took advantage of the woman's alcohol consumption to get my old classmate drunk, and used the camera I carried to take a group photo of the two of them, and used those photos to separate Rong Rong's relationship with him. ”

Zhang Yin let out a sigh: "You are really unscrupulous in order to get Rong Rong." ”

Shen Jinghao glanced at her: "Do you still think I'm a decent gentleman?" ”

Zhang Yin pondered for a long time: "You have the courage to reflect on yourself and dare to unmask yourself, which is the style of a righteous gentleman." ”

Shen Jinghao smiled bitterly: "Don't praise me anymore." Xixi asked me the reason for the divorce, and I couldn't tell me. ”

Zhang Yin pondered for a moment, and was a little puzzled: "Rong Rong should be a very smart woman, is she willing to give up on her boyfriend's letters and those photos just because you and her family detained her boyfriend's letters and those photos?" ”

"Of course it's not going to be that simple. Since we have made Lao Xing have a good relationship outside, we will naturally let Rong Rong have a partner in Danhai and send this news to Lao Xing. Lao Xing had some inferiority complex, and all his letters were lost in the sea, and later went to more distant places for internships, and since then he has lost contact with Rong Rong. When he finally learned that Rong Rong was married to me, he simply didn't come back. However, he never fell in love again. ”

Zhang Yin said curiously: "Since Rong Rong has no contact with him, how can she know that she misunderstood him?" ”

"It was a misunderstanding clarified by Mr. Ye."

"Teacher Ye? You mean Professor Ye now? ”

"Hmm. Lao Xing has always regarded Teacher Ye as half of his father, and it is impossible not to contact him. Mr. Ye finally understood what was going on. But at that time, Rong Rong and I were already making raw rice and ripe rice. As soon as he saw that the situation was irreparable, in order not to hurt Rong Rong, he had to make a mistake. ”

"In that case, how did Rong Rong know that Lao Xing didn't have a woman?"

"She accidentally saw Lao Xing's letter at Teacher Ye's house, and finally understood everything."

Zhang Yin's nose was sour: "Rong Rong must have forced you to ask you later, you have to explain the truth." ”

Shen Jinghao looked gloomy: "I have always been condemned by my conscience for the original scam, especially when I learned that Lao Xing had never married for the sake of my first love, which made my heart twist." If it weren't for the love for Rongrong too deeply, I would have wanted to confess a long time ago. When Rong Rong questioned me about the truth, I didn't vomit or feel unhappy. ”

"Rong Rong chose to divorce you by agreement?"

Shen Jinghao hung his head and was silent.

Zhang Yin fell into a long period of contemplation before she uttered a faint voice: "Lao Xing has gone through a lot of hard waiting, and finally looks forward to the belated love. And you, with a new beginning, such an ending is a happy reunion. Why should you allow yourself to live in the haze of feelings? ”

Shen Jinghao raised his head and stared at the girl in front of him, with mixed feelings, and tears of excitement came out of his eyes-

Zhang Yin was slightly stunned, and pulled out a tissue from the dining table.

That night, Shen Jinghao couldn't sleep all night, and after contact with the beautiful reporter, his stagnant emotions rippled again. His mind kept changing the images of his ex-wife Shen Wanrong and the beautiful reporter Zhang Yin. There is no doubt that although Zhang Yin is more than ten years younger than her ex-wife, her makeup face may not surpass that of her ex-wife, who has always maintained no makeup. However, his ex-wife no longer belongs to him, and he should cherish the person in front of him more rationally.

Tonight, he was sure that he was in love, and he had reluctant feelings with Zhang Yin, and at the moment of breaking up with her, he had intimate contact with her. This is not a game life, but a kind of cherished farewell. Could it be that he still can't let go of his ex-wife?

He sat up and picked up his phone next to his pillow to call his ex-wife. Over the years, he and his ex-wife have always been separated, but in the era of highly developed communications, they are still often warm, even after the divorce.

However, he was about to dial his ex-wife's mobile phone number, but it stopped abruptly. What can you tell her at this time? Do you tell her that you are in love again? In the case of not knowing the development of the relationship between the other party and Xing Hongming, it is best not to stimulate her.

At this time, Jiang Wanrong was taking an international train across the African continent and running from North Africa to West Africa.

Country E is in the dry season, which can be described as a difficult time for this water-scarce country.

Due to the division of the tribes here, there are constant conflicts between them, and the state power cannot control the tribes below at all, and the country has been in a state of war for a long time, which has suffered those poor people. A large proportion of them have lost their homes and become refugees, deprived of livelihoods and security.

In order to save those innocent refugees, the United Nations has specially divided three refugee camps in the country, not only to provide humanitarian relief, but also to send peacekeepers to protect the refugee areas.

On the western border of country E is a refugee camp called Daban, where an infantry battalion from China is responsible for its security. At this time, in an open field a kilometer away from the refugee camp, a military force composed of more than a dozen people was patrolling in great strides.

They are all Chinese soldiers, wearing blue berets and badges of United Nations peacekeeping standards.

Leading the way was a major officer, who looked to be about thirty years old, with a determined look in his tanned face, and a solemn face on his face. He is Ye Zihe's only son - Ye Xiaohui.

At this time, he was leading more than a dozen peacekeepers on a routine patrol near the refugee camp.

Although the sun was scorching at this time, this well-trained team was not affected in the slightest, and the army still walked in a neat and orderly manner.

However, they soon felt an uninvited guest following them. One of the last soldiers in the group glanced back with alarm and saw that it was a local boy. It was as if he had come out of the ground, following the Chinese patrol like a ghost.

The soldier took another closer look at the little boy, and saw that he was no more than six or seven years old, with only a fig leaf on his body, not even a pair of shoes on his feet, and walking barefoot on uneven, cracked ground.

The soldier immediately saw that the uninvited guest would not have any offensive weapons on him, so he breathed a sigh of relief, ignored the little guy behind him, and continued to keep up with his comrades in front.

After half a week around the outskirts of the camp, they walked seven or eight miles, but the little boy still stuck to the Chinese patrol, his dark eyes fixed on the soldiers in front of him.

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