Goddess please don't flirt

On the day He Moqian was released from prison, the sky was very gloomy, dark clouds covered it, and it was lower than usual. December in S City was cold and dry, and it was so cold that people's throats and eyes hurt.She has been in prison for a long time, and her old things have disappeared. She is penniless, wearing only a thin shirt, and her lips are white. Finally, the prison guards saw that she was pitiful and gave her a winter coat. hundred dollars.

"Find a job after going out, and forget about the past." The prison guard patted her on the shoulder to advise.

He Moqian said indifferently: "There is no such thing as the past, I have forgotten it long ago." Her spine was straight, and she let out a breath of white steam when she spoke. Think about something.

Prison guards escorted many prisoners, what kind of people have you never seen?A He Moqian is not unusual.

"Anyway, be a good person when you go out, and don't come in again." She sighed and turned back.There is more than one He Moqian in the prison, and there are still many things to be busy.

He Moqian officially stepped out of the prison gate, stepping on the hard concrete floor, it was extremely unreal, did he really come out?

No one answered her, so she had to ask and answer herself, and it really came out.

She was escorted here when she came here, and she stayed in it for ten years. It was the first time she saw what the main entrance of this place looked like, a fully automatic retractable door. She didn't know the changes in the outside world, but felt that this door was very advanced.

A gust of cold wind blew by, He Moqian shivered, and finally felt the chill. She put on the down jacket given to her by the prison guard, and raked her hair twice. The short hair was less than five centimeters long, and there was no hairstyle at all. Habitual action.

After cutting short hair for ten years, it is not easy to finally be able to grow it again.

He Moqian remembered that when he had long hair in the past, there was a person who liked her hair the most. Regardless of the occasion, as long as he had free time, he always wanted to hold her hair in his hand and play with it.Sometimes He Moqian was working and was annoyed by the harassment, and impatiently pulled his hair out of the man's hand, "You have hair yourself, play with your own."

That person would lean on He Moqian's shoulder, holding a strand of He Moqian's hair in his hand, and act like a baby, "Who made Ah Qian's hair so long and soft that it feels as smooth as silk?" She spoke with a natural smile, The slightly rising tone swept He Moqian's heart lightly like a feather, itching and numb.

He Moqian deliberately ignored her, and she would rub against the top of He Moqian's head like a puppy, "Ah Qian, what brand of shampoo do you use? It smells so good."

If He Moqian ignores her again, she will get serious and scratch He Moqian's itch with both hands and feet. The two of them made a fuss in the office, and a whole afternoon was wasted like this.

It's like an eternity.

He Moqian shook her head to get rid of those unrealistic memories, and walked towards the bus station with strides. Even food and clothing had not yet been settled, and she had no time to think about those illusory pasts.Without a destination, she got on a bus at random, got off at a certain stop in the bustling urban area, and started looking for a job.

Living inside depends on the arrangements, and of course you can only rely on yourself when you come out. It is useless to be a good person. Finding a job that includes food and housing is the top priority, and even the salary does not matter.

City S has completely changed in the past ten years. Countless high-rise buildings have sprung up from the ground, and the spacious and smooth roads are extremely crowded. He Moqian stood blankly in front of the stop sign, dazzled, not knowing where he was.She is a native of S city, but she is very unfamiliar with this city, and she has nothing familiar with it.

She was in a panic when a big recruitment notice in front of the hotel next to the station came into view. It looked like a high-end restaurant with a classic and low-key huge black signboard. You could see the clean and shiny floor in the lobby from the outside. There is a waiter who is responsible for mopping the floor. Every time a guest walks by, she immediately mops the floor again, keeping the hotel in the most perfect posture at all times.

He Moqian is a little timid, she just got out of prison, but if there is a choice, which boss is willing to hire someone who has been in prison—even if she uses her bachelor's degree to interview the cleaning staff.Try it, try it without losing a piece of meat.He Moqian thought about it, arranged his clothes, took photos of the glass, and confirmed that he was neatly dressed before entering through the small door next to the revolving door.

"Hello miss, may I help you?" The lobby manager in a suit and leather shoes asked with a smile on his face.

He Moqian hadn't dealt with outsiders for a long time, so he blushed a little nervously, and murmured: "I saw your recruitment information..."

The manager understood, and still smiled decently, "So I'm here to apply for the job, wait a moment, I'll have someone take you to the interview."

At this time, a woman came in from the door, wearing a black suit, her long brown hair was curled up behind her head, with a slight arc in the air as she walked.She raised her eyebrows, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and walked in leisurely. The sharp high-heeled shoes collided with the smooth floor, and the clicking sound hit the hearts of everyone present.

The manager saw who was coming, and ignored He Moqian who was still talking to him, hurried over and politely said to the woman: "Miss Yuan, welcome." Qian Shi's fake smile is completely different.

"Manager Zhang, I've been waiting for a long time," the woman said.

This voice shook He Moqian's whole body. She froze in place as if she had been cast a spell, and couldn't believe her ears.

No, how could it be her?It can't be her, it can't be...

He Moqian said it was impossible ten thousand times in his heart, but he still couldn't help turning around quietly and taking a look at the woman without disturbing anyone, then turned back as if electrocuted, and then smiled wryly.

Sure enough it was her.

Yuan Ying, the enemy's road is narrow.

The last time He Moqian saw Yuan Ying was 11 years ago. In the dock of the court, she witnessed this man listening to the verdict expressionlessly, and then left without looking back, without any nostalgia.Cleanly cut off He Moqian's last bit of fantasy.

For the next ten years, we never saw each other again.

He Moqian thought that he had forgotten this person, but he didn't know that some memories, which you thought you had forgotten, had actually been engraved into your bone marrow and could never be shaken off.

"Miss Yuan is polite, the room has been cleaned, please come with me."

Manager Zhang's words brought He Moqian, who had been distracted, back to reality. She regained her senses and wanted to escape quickly, so as not to be embarrassed when meeting Yuan Ying. Unexpectedly, Manager Zhang had already led Yuan Ying past her.

The sound of the high heels hitting the ground was still crisp, and they passed by He Moqian without a single pause. In the air Yuan Ying passed by, He Moqian smelled a familiar fragrance.It was Yuan Ying's usual perfume smell. She could not imagine that her taste hadn't changed at all in ten years.

He Moqian breathed a sigh of relief, then lowered his head and chuckled, with most of his face hidden in the shadows.

It's her who is passionate, ten years, how many decades are there in life?Which onion does she think she is?Yuan Ying is busy with affairs, so how can she remember a small role from ten years ago.He Moqian combed her hair habitually, besides, she is no longer the same as she was ten years ago. In today's S city, things are neither people nor people.

"Miss, are you here to apply for the job? Please follow me." A young girl in uniform stood in front of He Moqian, with the same smile as the lobby manager.

"No, thank you." He Moqian shook his head, and fled out of the luxuriously decorated hotel in a panic.Once bitten by a snake, she was afraid of well ropes for ten years. She was really afraid, and she didn't dare to have anything to do with Yuan Ying.

But where should I go tonight?He Moqian looked at the gradually darkening sky, and got on another bus leaving the city.Find a small hotel where you can stay and sleep for a night first, let's talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow.I have survived ten years, is it more difficult to be outside than inside?

Yuan Ying entered the elevator together with the manager, and at the moment when the elevator door was about to close, she keenly caught the slight but extremely familiar voice in the lobby.She reached out her hand quickly to catch the gap in the elevator door, and the elevator hit the back of her hand, and slowly bounced away.Yuan Ying ran out of the elevator quickly in her high heels, and Manager Zhang behind her panicked, "Miss Yuan, are your hands okay? Are you injured?"

Yuan Ying finally ran to the corner of the lobby, and saw a short-haired woman in an old down jacket walking out, should she chase her?She hesitated for a second.She had misidentified that person countless times, and every time she saw a figure similar to that person, she was always looking forward to and afraid.

Besides, so what if it was her, she did such a thing before, Yuan Ying hated her to the bone, and there was no possibility between them.

forget it.Yuan Ying stopped and watched the woman disappear into the crowd.

"Miss Yuan, are your hands okay? What's the matter?" Manager Zhang caught up with Yuan Ying, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead in panic.

"It's nothing, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Yuan Ying said.When her face was expressionless, the corners of her mouth were also slightly upturned, which looked like she was smiling, but her eyes were cold. The combination was so weird that people should stay away from it.

"Where is it, Ms. Yuan is being polite, being polite..." Manager Zhang was more respectful than before, for fear that something he did not do well would annoy this distinguished guest.In his line of work, he has come into contact with many people, and he has never seen such an unpredictable guest as Yuan Ying.

He Moqian swayed with the bus and got off at a suburban platform she had heard of before. Although City S has changed a lot, fortunately, the place names haven't changed much. He Moqian can know his approximate location even if he doesn't know the way.

She found a cheap hotel that cost 50 yuan a night and opened a room. The signboard of the hotel was in disrepair for a long time and hung on the outer wall of the hotel in a dirty state.There was only a little girl at the front desk, holding a square mobile phone and pinching it around. He Moqian called her several times before she lazily handed him a room card, "Turn left on the fifth floor, 0508 .”

In He Moqian's perception, the mobile phone is still a small one with a flip cover. Girls like to find a rope to hang around their necks as decorations. They didn't expect it to be so big now. Fang Fangzheng has no aesthetic feeling, but the more he does it Go back more.

The musty smell of the sheets and bedding was well prepared, and the toilet was acceptable. He Moqian lay on the bed wearing a coat, thinking about finding a job nearby. In such a remote suburb, Yuan Ying is delicate and expensive, so why not It is not possible to come here.

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