Goddess please don't flirt

He Moqian didn't believe it, even when she was the sweetest, so she was always worrying about gains and losses. Yuan Ying's motive for being with her at first might be gratitude, maybe pity, but definitely not love.

"Believe it or not, it's like this, Yuan Ying, it's impossible for the two of us to turn back, you know this better than anyone else."

"It's never impossible, it just depends on whether you are willing or not."

"I don't want to." He Moqian supported his chin with his palms, facing the reflection in the car window, he said sullenly, "Look, I don't want to, so it's impossible, what a clear logic." Her neck leaned forward, There was a gap of two or three centimeters between the neckline and the neck, and the old scars were faintly visible.

After finally following the traffic and driving out of the section where the accident happened, the road ahead became much smoother. Yuan Ying stepped on the accelerator to speed up the car, and after getting on the viaduct, she asked, "The injuries on my body...what's going on?"

He Moqian was stunned for a moment, adjusted his collar to cover his neck that was accidentally exposed, "Old wounds, don't mention them."

Yuan Ying asked: "Is it the fire?"

He Moqian didn't want to recall, so he kept silent.After that fire, the dead and the disabled, no one who came out of the fire was injured, He Moqian didn't believe that Yuan Ying didn't have any injuries.

Yuan Ying had nothing to do with He Moqian's silent resistance, so she simply stopped talking, stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, and shuttled between cars and cars, as if she didn't care about the heavy rain at all.

It wasn't until He Moqian arrived at the destination that he realized that this was not an Internet cafe in the west of the city. She was so familiar with this old-fashioned residential complex hidden deep in the alleys.

"What did you bring me here for?" He Moqian asked.

This time it was Yuan Ying's turn not to talk. She honked the horn twice, and the elderly guard came out with an umbrella to open the big iron gate for her. Seeing the guard, He Moqian had a sore nose.

After ten years in prison, everything changed after he came out, only the forgotten old community in the corner of the city remained unchanged, exactly the same as when He Moqian was there.No, it has actually changed. Back then, the guard at the gate was still very agile, walking like flying, but now he walks tremblingly - time will not let anyone go.

Yuan Ying lowered the car window and said to the doorman through the rain curtain: "Uncle Zhang, I'm sorry for your inconvenience."

"No trouble, no trouble!" Uncle Zhang waved to her in the rain, "Ah Ying, who are you bringing back?"

"It's Ah Qian!"

Hearing this, Uncle Zhang waded through the stagnant water and walked to Yuan Ying's car. He leaned on Yuan Ying's car window and looked in. It was indeed He Moqian. The old man raised his eyebrows with joy, "Ah Qian? Really? You? Either you two girls will not come back, this is good, you will come back!"

He Moqian blinked, forced back the wet tears inside, cleared his throat and said, "Uncle Zhang, how is your health?"

"Okay, okay!" Uncle Zhang was happy, grinning his mouth, showing his missing front tooth, "Ah Qian, are you going to leave this time? The old man and lady in our courtyard said you What about two!"

Yuan Ying squinted and interjected, "Uncle Zhang, Ah Qian and I are going back to cook, have you eaten yet? Come up and eat with us later?"

"I've already eaten!" Uncle Zhang stepped aside and let them in, "Haven't eaten at this point? Then go back quickly! It's great to be hungry!"

"Thank you Uncle Zhang, you always pay attention to your health, Ah Qian and I will chat with you another day to relieve boredom."

There is no parking space in the community, Yuan Ying parked the car downstairs, He Moqian unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car, and walked towards the exit of the community in the heavy rain, Yuan Ying hurriedly got out of the car, held up an umbrella to catch up with He Moqian, dragged Touching her elbow, he said, "Where are you going?"

"go home."

"This is your home, Aqian, don't forget, your name is still written on the real estate certificate of the house."

"Let go."

"I won't let you go." Yuan Ying threatened: "Ah Qian, if you don't come up with me today, at worst I'll knock you out and carry you up. You know me, and I always keep my word."

He Moqian glared at her fiercely, and she persuaded with a smile: "Ah Qian, today is my birthday, 35 years old is considered a full life, and a woman will be old when she passes 35, take advantage of me I'm not too old yet, so why don't you do me a favor and spend my birthday with me, okay? Please." She deliberately dragged out her voice and called Aqian, and He Moqian had goosebumps all over her body, confused by her Turn upstairs.

As expected, the small apartment was redecorated according to He Moqian's memory. Even the antique laptop on the coffee table, which was thicker than the Xinhua dictionary, was placed where He Moqian used to put it. The laptop was knocked off. One corner of it is exactly the same as He Moqian's previous one.

On the round table at the junction of the living room and the balcony, there is an induction cooker in the center. There is a pot of dark red spicy soup base in the stainless steel pot. Surrounding the induction cooker, the table is full of hot pot ingredients. The dishes are delicately cut. Beef and mutton, goose intestines with venetian leaves, bloody brains, I don’t know which restaurant’s takeaways were delivered to Yuan Ying’s home in the heavy rain. Sure enough, money can turn ghosts.

But Yuan Ying didn't know that He Moqian couldn't eat spicy food now. She had mild chronic gastritis, and her stomach didn't feel very comfortable at ordinary times. After eating this pot of spicy hot pot, her stomach hurts so much that she can't walk tomorrow.

Everything has changed, even He Moqian himself has changed.

He Moqian sat at the table, turned on the induction cooker, put a few slices of beef into the pot, "Yuan Ying, do you know that I can't eat spicy food now?"

Yuan Ying's expression cracked as if asking for credit, "What did you say?"

"I can't eat spicy food, and I don't like chocolate." The beef was cooked quickly, and He Moqian picked up the cooked beef and put it in his mouth to chew, "Yuan Ying, you think you know me, but that was a few years ago Me? Five years? Ten years? Do you know how long ten years is? People change."

This soup base tastes like a thick soup that took a long time to cook. It is spicy in the mouth, but it is very gentle when swallowed. It is not like the cheap hot pot base they bought in the supermarket before. The cooked ingredients are heart-burning and spicy.

He Moqian picked up another piece of beef, and Yuan Ying grabbed her chopsticks, "Don't eat it."

"Why don't you eat it?" He Moqian broke away from Yuan Ying, "This hot pot has a good soup base and is quite delicious, why don't you try it too."

Yuan Ying turned off the induction cooker, "Don't eat, I'll take you back."

"It was you who asked me to eat, and it was you who drove me away, Yuan Ying, why are you more difficult to serve now than before?" He Moqian turned on the induction cooker that Yuan Ying had turned off, and the red soup in the pot started again after a while Gulu Gulu boiled.

"I told you not to eat any more!" Yuan Ying slapped the table violently, knocking over the green lettuce on the far side.

He Moqian felt a cruel pleasure in his heart, "Yuan Ying, put away your self-righteous tricks, you don't understand me, at least not now."

"The way you deal with me now is what I left over when I was chasing you more than ten years ago. Yuan Ying, use my tricks to deal with me. Guess who of us can beat the other?"

Yuan Ying pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed, "He Moqian, why do you hate me so much?"

"He Moqian," Yuan Ying stared at He Moqian's eyes and said, "Did you do Yuan's bankruptcy?" She had already made up her mind, as long as He Moqian said, she would believe it, no matter what He Moqian said She believes in everything.

He Moqian opened his lips slightly, and said a word lightly, "Yes."

She looked at Yuan Ying frankly, without squinting, without hesitation.

Yuan Ying nodded, "I see."

"Let's go, I'll take you back to the Internet cafe."

......

After sending He Moqian away, Yuan Ying didn't go back to the old apartment, ordered someone to clean it, and returned to the house with only one bed next to the Internet cafe.

Sitting cross-legged on the floor, she dialed a number in the phone's address book.

"Zhuang Jie, why didn't my father let me investigate the incident ten years ago?"

"Miss? Why did you suddenly ask this again?"

"Just call me Yuan Ying." Yuan Ying got up, took the bag full of chocolates by the bed and threw it into the trash can outside, "Zhuang Jie, we grew up together, if we were in ordinary people's homes, we would probably be Best best friend, today I ask you one thing as a friend."

"Yuan Ying, tell me."

"I want to re-investigate Yuan's bankruptcy case."

Yuan Ying closed the line, remembering the look of He Moqian saying "yes" firmly in his eyes, so righteous and stern, not like lying at all.

"But Aqian, you see, I still know you better than you think."

Fear almost choked Yuan Ying's throat, she didn't dare to think, if the murderer back then was really not He Moqian, how would she face her.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the ferry, the morning bell and the evening drum, and the landmines in Nanluo

Thank you Jjia for the bazooka

(Yesterday I smoked JJ and couldn’t open it. I was shocked when I saw the message reminding me to update. How did you get JJ (laughing cry

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