Very Pure and Ambiguous: The Prequel

A message from MSN brought me back to reality.

I glanced at the computer screen. Yang Mei had closed the web page and was chatting with her friends.

A man named Ruffian Li was constantly sending messages to Yang Mei. In this era, due to the influence of Ruffian Cai's First Intimate Contact, many people are willing to call their online names something like Ruffian X, or the abbreviations of their names. But the result of this was that scoundrels were everywhere. Later, these people were not allowed to break up the text or add some inexplicable symbols or use similar traditional Chinese characters to show the difference. These symbol characters were the predecessors of the later Martian text brain-dead body. .

What are you doing? How are you doing lately?

Honey, I miss you so much!

Why are not you talking?

Are you there?

Yang Mei simply ignored these messages and had a lively chat with another friend.

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Why are you ignoring him when he's talking to you? I asked.

Oh, it's Li Xiaogang. He keeps talking to me every time I go online. He's getting annoying to death. Yang Mei said, By the way, what's your MSN? MSN is now a product of Sugon. , although I have an account, it is an internal Sugon account, ending with a dedicated mailbox for internal high-level officials, so it is not convenient to tell her at this time.

Oh? I don't talk much, not like this! I said.

That's it, forget it! Yang Mei said with some disappointment and continued chatting with people online.

For safety. Stay away from the Internet? What is this name? I pointed at the online name of the person chatting with Yang Mei strangely and said.

This? It's Liu Ying, my friend at the police station. There have been several cases of online abduction and fraud recently! Yang Mei explained.

I was so dizzy that I really deserved to be a policeman. I never forgot to educate others when surfing the Internet!

I watched it for a while and found it boring. It was nothing more than inexplicable topics among little girls, such as perfume and clothing. I stood up, looked around the room, and came to the bookshelf. I found several photos of celebrities placed on the bookshelf, and the person in the photos was obviously Yang Mei. He was probably only fifteen or sixteen years old. It seems that it was taken when I was in school.

Hello,

What's going on with you? Where's the place where you peek at me? Yang Mei stood up as she spoke. She wanted to push me aside.

I just looked at your photos, why did you react so much, huh? There is also a photo album here, I took it out and took a look! I suddenly found a photo album in the bottom shelf of the bookshelf!

No! Yang Mei reached out and knocked away my hand that was about to open the bookshelf door.

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Can't you even look at it? I was a little surprised.

It's not impossible, it's absolutely impossible! Yang Mei said with certainty. Before I could say anything else, I heard the sound of a key clicking open the door. Immediately afterwards, the door to Yang Mei's room was pushed open, and Yang's mother stood at the door with a serious and nervous face.

Mom, what are you going to do? Why do you have the key to my room? Aren't they all in my hand? Yang Mei asked unhappily when she saw the key in her mother's hand.

I'm your mother, what's weird about having a spare key! Mother Yang said. While scanning the room with his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw nothing unusual.

Mother Yang and Yang Mei had a fight just now. Yang Mei said that they were already living together in city B, which shocked Mother Yang. She wondered if this Zheng Shaopeng was a virgin. If so, wouldn't the golden turtle son-in-law be about to fly away?

But when I thought about it carefully later, I realized something was wrong! At such an old age, Yang's mother was already experienced. After thinking about the way Yang Mei walked and moved, she suddenly realized that her daughter was still a virgin and had not been exposed.

Only then did I realize that my daughter was just talking nonsense when she was angry, but now she became scared again. Yang Mei has a straightforward personality and is a person who does what she says. When Mother Yang saw her daughter locking the door, the more she thought about it, the more she felt there was something wrong. She was afraid that Yang Mei would regret it if she really had a relationship with that little Liu. It was too late, so he quickly found the spare key and opened the door.

Of course, Yang Mei had no way of guessing this. When she saw her mother come in, she thought she was here to scold her again, so she quickly walked to the door, pushed her mother out, followed her out, and then left the room with her. The door was closed, obviously not wanting me to see the joke.

However, the quarrel outside the door could still be vaguely heard in the house. I'm not Yang Mei's real boyfriend, and I don't care about it, nor do I go out of my way to find out.

After waiting for a while, Yang Mei didn't come back. I was bored, so I took out Yang Mei's photo album from the bookshelf with some curiosity.

It's so mysterious. Could it be that there are photos of her first love in it? I thought to myself and opened the album.

It turned out that there were photos of Yang Mei as a child, some wearing a red scarf, and some with children.

Although girls can change, they must have a good foundation. Yang Mei has already stood out since she was a child. She has big eyes and some baby fat on her face, but she vaguely resembles her current appearance!

I couldn't help but continue reading with interest. It can be seen that Yang Mei had a very good relationship with her mother when she was a child. Many photos show her happily nestled in her mother's arms. Both mother and daughter smiled brightly and were very happy.

But as time went by, as she grew older and gained more experience, Yang's mother began to become snobbish, hoping to use her daughter to gain glory and wealth. As a result, the relationship between mother and daughter became increasingly tense, and even cracked.

I sighed. The generation born in the 1940s and 1950s experienced the Cultural Revolution, experienced suffering, and also experienced the tide of reform and opening up. They suffered all their lives, which made them envious of wealth and hoped that their children would be rich. , thus achieving both prosperity and prosperity.

My mother was like this at the beginning. Although not as obvious as Yang's mother, she also vaguely revealed to my father how Zhao Junsheng could make money now.

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