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"I'll choke you! This guy really has no end." Officer Chi turned around and glared at him from afar, secretly thinking, you shameless gangster, I will remember you. He was about to take a photo with his mobile phone.

When she was there, she quickly started her motorcycle and sped away in a panic.

After she left, the group of onlookers who didn't know the truth came to their senses. When they were about to find another party involved, Wang Yong, to curiously gossip about what happened, they found that the man who was still calling his wife not to leave just now was already very strange.

disappeared.

Tightening his windbreaker, Wang Yong unknowingly reappeared at the gate of the community. He was in a good mood and thought to himself, that female police officer is really, uh, simple and cute. How can she be a police officer if she doesn't even have this little bit of shame?

However, such a happy event made him wash away many of the unpleasant memories that this street had evoked before, and his mood became more cheerful.

Some people say that although happiness is beautiful, it often does not last long. In his life, this law is especially applicable.

"Maomao, be good, don't cry. I'll take you to buy something delicious, and then go home and sleep, okay?" A gentle and quiet voice fell into Wang Yong's ears.

He suddenly turned his head and looked around. On the side of the wide road, squatting was a woman wearing a white cashmere sweater and a gray knee-length suit skirt. She was half-crouching with her knees bent, gently and patiently coaxing a little girl of three or four years old.

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Even after many years, even if he only saw her profile, Wang Yong still recognized her in the first moment. It was like an electric current flowing through his limbs and bones, making him sore.

Numb and numb, standing still, unable to move.

His heart and breathing almost stopped at this moment, making his face turn slightly pale. His hands in his trouser pockets were shaking uncontrollably.

In the past five years, when he was alone again and again, he thought a lot about the scene of meeting her again. Even when he was walking on this road just now, the feeling of panic and anticipation was not there.

It doesn't linger in my heart.

He opened his mouth and wanted to call her name. However, when the sound reached his lips, he could not spit it out. He once thought that with his many years of experience, his mind had already reached the point where it was difficult to be affected by external objects, and he could even

Reaching the point where Mount Tai collapses in front of you without changing your face.

I'm afraid that I think too highly of myself. In the bottom of Wang Yong's heart, there was a trace of fear, fear that she would look back. He was afraid that he would see her eyes full of endless sadness yet forcing a smile.

When he encounters a problem, he rarely escapes. Although he knows that as long as everyone is alive, they will meet one day sooner or later, but he just wants this day to come as late as possible. Wang Yong subconsciously stepped back a little.

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"Okay, I want to buy the same jujube cake as that uncle." The little girl's sharp eyes suddenly saw the unique packaging box of the jujube cake in Wang Yong's hand, and she cried out in a sweet voice.

Just when Wang Yong secretly said something bad, she flipped up her long hair, revealed her quiet and natural face, and raised her head to look at Wang Yong.

She hoped that her big changes in the past five years and the dim light would prevent her from recognizing him. Wang Yong felt uneasy, as if he was a thief about to be caught by his master.

However, he could recognize her in an instant. Why couldn't she recognize herself in the first place? When her eyes swept across Wang Yong's face, her expression suddenly froze. Her heart felt like a hammer.

, hit him hard. Inadvertently, he stretched out his hand to cover his chest. His face suddenly turned as white as paper, and his eyes were panicked and full of pain.

When Wang Yong saw this, he felt a pain in his heart subconsciously. He knew that this weak woman had a bad heart since she was a child. Once she was overly excited, she would suffer from angina pectoris. Although it was not fatal, it would make her feel pain and suffocation.

She took a step forward and was about to hold her up. The pink and cute little girl also noticed something strange about her, hugged her hurriedly, and said anxiously: "Mom, your heart hurts again?

It's Maomao's fault. Maomao shouldn't eat jujube paste cakes. Maomao will definitely sleep well. Your heart shouldn't hurt anymore."

The little girl's words were like thunder, hitting the top of his head, making him tremble all over. Mom, mom? She, she already... wanted to help her, but she was already married,

I'm afraid it's impossible for me to let myself touch her again, right?

It was as if the panicked shouts of the little girl named Maomao diverted her attention and restored some color to her face. She took the girl's little hand and murmured softly: "Maomao, mom is okay, mom is taking care of her.

You go buy jujube paste cake."

Her eyes had moved away from Wang Yong, as if she had become very casual. She held Maomao's little hand, lowered her head, and passed by Wang Yong.

Time seems to have frozen at this moment.

The figures of the two people passed each other just like they were five years ago.

As if aware of Wang Yong's eyes, the cute little girl looked curiously at Wang Yong in the trench coat.

"Maomao, here you go." Wang Yong's voice was hoarse and low, and he tried hard to pretend to be amiable. But he seemed to have no talent in terms of intimacy. The little girl was startled and he hid in her

Behind her, she blinked her lovely watery eyes, looking at Wang Yong warily. However, her eyes would move to the jujube cake from time to time.

"It's the last portion of jujube paste cake. There is nothing left to sell to Sister-in-law Zhang." Wang Yong seemed to be slightly relieved. Now that she was married and had her own happiness, then, what did he do to her?

The guilt can be dissipated a lot. Although I have caused her a lot of harm. Since it started with a jujube cake, let's really end with a jujube cake.

"Ah?" Maomao's eyes showed disappointment, and she looked eagerly at the share in Wang Yong's hand. He held her hand tightly and said coquettishly: "Mom, is it okay?"

"Then, thank you, uncle." Maybe she was trying to pretend to be casual, but there was a tremor in her soft voice, as if she had betrayed something.

"Thank you, uncle!" Maomao was unaware of the extremely subtle and awkward atmosphere between the two adults. He happily took Wang Yong's jujube cake and said sweetly.

"So good, goodbye Maomao."

"Goodbye uncle."

Wang Yong put his hands in his pockets, smiled and nodded at her. He strode toward the community with fast strides. And she, holding Maomao's hand, walked forward step by step. Until Wang Yong's figure,

Completely disappeared into the night. She held back the tears for a long time, and finally uncontrollably, big drops fell down her face. The tears blurred her eyes, making her unable to see the road in front of her clearly, so she simply squatted down.

He came down whimpering silently.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Maomao hugged her anxiously: "Why are you crying? It's Maomao's fault. Maomao shouldn't have taken the jujube paste cake from a stranger's uncle."

"It's not Maomao's fault." She hugged Maomao tightly, and while shedding tears, she comforted her tremblingly: "It's just the sand in the eyes, and the tears will disappear."

"Mom, eat a piece of jujube paste cake. It's very sweet. If you eat it, your eyes won't hurt anymore."

"Well, Maomao is so good and sensible."

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"Huh!" Wang Yong retreated to the door of his house like a warrior fleeing on the battlefield. The inadvertent encounter just now exhausted all his energy. His soul was a little exhausted, and he was drained of time.

All his strength relied on the door. He suddenly remembered an old joke. Walking on the street, he suddenly met his first love, who he regarded as a goddess in his heart. As a result, her child called him uncle. Thinking of this

, Wang Yong couldn't help but laugh secretly to himself. The sensor light went out, and the corridor fell into darkness.

Only the cigarette in his mouth flickered brightly and dimly like stars.

Maybe, only in this darkness can his heart feel real peace and freedom. Will he sink? Maybe.

I don’t know how long it took, but my phone vibrated. I frowned slightly. Not long after I came back, very few people knew my phone number. While a few names flashed through my mind, I took out my phone and took a look. Well, it turned out to be Lao Mu.

That rascal.

After answering the phone and hearing Lao Mu chatting happily, Wang Yong's face became a little cold and he said in a low and hoarse voice: "Lao Mu, you dare to plot against me?"
Chapter completed!