Black-bellied ex-husband don't get entangled

"I don't want to disturb their lives." Yao Mujin said.

Memory belongs to her, but life still belongs to them.

Many people also asked Yao Muzhen about the specific location or photos of those people, but Yao Muzhen did not reply.

More and more people read Yao Mujin's articles. Some publishers asked her to publish them, and some magazines asked her to write a column. She refused. She wrote these just for herself to read.

She didn't want this memory to be colored by monetary interests.

Weibo has become popular, but the business of the cafe is still not good. Occasionally, people in twos and threes come to sit and sit. There are not many people who come, but most of those who have been here will come back.

There are more and more photos on the wall, and when Yao Mujin is wandering around, he will look at those photos one by one.

The place where Yao Muzhen lives now is behind the cafe. There is a small room with a bedroom, a bathroom, and a kitchen. It is completely different from Yao Muzhen’s previous life. This more than 100 square meters does not look like Yao Mujin, a person who has traveled to many countries in the world.

Yao Muzhen’s article is still being written, and the update is not fast. When I think of it, I will update a chapter. Sometimes I just write the title and start to be in a daze. It has been several hours by the time I come to my senses, but Yao Muzhen always has one sentence Without saying anything, she wrote quietly, Yao Mujin stayed up late for two days to finish writing, and when she finished writing, Yao Mujin fell into a dead sleep.

She will read every comment in this article. Some people say that she is pretentious, she will not be angry and let those people scold, but if someone finds fault with the person mentioned in her article, she will not be angry. Hit back hesitantly.

If the other party is too unreasonable, she will block directly.

Seeing so many people, Yao Muzhen seldom remembers the ID who read her article. Only one ID left a deep impression on Yao Muzhen. She told him "I want to watch the sunrise, but I want to watch the sunset." After Mu Jin's article was published, he wrote a long paragraph in her comment section, describing his feelings about that place.

Then, Yao Mujin began to follow her first person on Weibo.

Once, he wrote an article about Syria on Yao Mujin. The title was "A child is crying in the depths of Syria filled with gunpowder, and someone heard it, but smiled triumphantly".

Perhaps it was just because of this sentence that Yao Mujin recognized this man.

After committing suicide, Lu Yibei became even busier. He took over a play and heard that he was still planning to set up his own studio. He never had time to come to Yao Mujin to experience the sour benefits of being a boss friend. Yao Mujin never did either. Opportunity gave Lu Yibei a hard time, but Wen Yichong got here first.

Director Wen Yichong came to Yao Mujin's small shop. From others' point of view, this was once in a year, but Yao Muzhen looked at Wen Yichong's beard and big slippers silently. Not only did he not feel honorable, He also wanted to keep Wen Yichong out.

"Can't you pay attention to your image? Is it really good for you?"

Pour the freshly ground coffee into a coffee cup, and Yao Mujin brought it to Wen Yichong, then took a sip and said.

Wen Yichong didn't see anyone else, he snatched Yao Muzhen's coffee and drank it, but it was so hot that he shivered, and quickly vomited it out again. Yao Muzhen quietly looked at Wen Yichong in his daily life, and sighed He took a deep breath, poured two more glasses, and said helplessly: "Wen Sloppy, I still have to do business. If you affect my business like this, can you afford it?"

Wen Yichong wiped his mouth with a paper towel, his old face was flushed, he licked it with his big tongue, and said vaguely: "Why is it so hot!"

"..."
Yao Mujin was not willing to pay attention to Wen Yichong's question, and quietly pushed the coffee in front of Wen Yichong, saying, "No one will grab you this time, so drink it slowly."

Wen Yichong took two sharp breaths, "Can't you drink it directly?"

"Did you see the bar across the way? There's a faucet there, take a cup and drink it!"
Saying that, Yao Mujin put down her cup and walked towards the room where she was resting. Wen Yichong saw the mysterious layout of the shop, stood up with great interest, followed behind Yao Mujin, and looked at the small room curiously, "Here Is there another room? You usually live here?"

Yao Mujin bent down, took a bottle of mineral water from the bedside refrigerator, and gave Wen a wash.

Wen Yichong took two sips of water, put down the water glass, looked at the furnishings in the hut while covering it, nodded from time to time, and commented a few words, "This lamp is very beautiful, and it is placed in a good position. It can become a lamp with just a shot. blockbuster."

"This curtain is very sentimental. Put a floor lamp here. You can also put a clothes hanger without the lamp, and then put a simple sofa. When you have nothing to do, you can sit here and read a book and drink coffee. Thinking about it, I feel very comfortable."

"Is such a small house enough for you to live in? The cabinet is so small? Do you have a special room for clothes? Otherwise, where do you put all your clothes? Here is your wardrobe? Oh, is it just cosmetics?"

Yao Mujin crossed her arms, leaned against the wall, looked at the comments in her room lightly, a strange light flashed in her eyes, and said coldly: "How do you know that I have a lot of clothes?"

After getting acquainted with Wen Yichong, if Yao Mujin remembers correctly, she never carried more than two sets of clothes on her body, and before that, she and Wen Yichong had never met, let alone knew each other. The overlapping place is a Lu Yibei, and she and Lu Yibei are just nodding acquaintances.

Wen Yichong broke out in a cold sweat from Yao Mujin's words, and his mind, which was still talking hot, instantly calmed down.

Before he found Yao Muzhen, he met Lin Yunchuan. Lin Yunchuan said that if he could enter Yao Muzhen's bedroom, he would put the money into the next movie. He didn't say the specific amount, but Wen Yichong planned to take the photos back. Sold 150 copies to Lin Yunchuan.

My momentary carelessness and carelessness were caught by Yao Mujin. Wen Yichong has always heard how powerful Yao Mujin, the president of the Yao Group, is, but this is the first time he has personally experienced how powerful she is.

Wen Yichong calmed down, continued to wander around, and seemed to say inadvertently, "Tsk, have you ever seen a rich woman who doesn't have many clothes? Don't tell me, you have a watch with hundreds of thousands of pieces and you don't have money to buy it." Where are the clothes?"

When Yao Muzhen was wandering around the world, she didn’t want to bring a mobile phone, so she wore a watch to watch the time. Yao Muzhen suddenly remembered Pete who met in Holston. Pete also saw his worth from her watch, but from Yao Muzhen After settling in Dali, I never wore it again.

Yao Mujin nodded, although she still felt a little strange, but in the end she didn't ask any more questions.