Calculation rules for second-hand goods and second-hand forces

The man breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Zhang Qingqiao fall down with a muffled sound, and glanced at Yan Luoqing: "You must thank me now."

Yan Luoqing was quite embarrassed at the moment, coughed twice, and said to Yan Qing, "Why are you here?" Could it be that he came here to seek revenge.

Yan Qing sighed: "What Zhang Qingqiao conspired with Gao Ziming that day seems to have something to do with you, but I kept it a secret from me. I was curious, so I came here to join in the fun. I never thought that Zhang Qingqiao would have such a hobby..." Eyes gestured to the balcony , "I live in the room on the other side of yours. I just climbed over from the balcony to see the situation. I was shocked."

Yan Luoqing was speechless for a while, she had no expression on her surface, but her heart was surging. This brat must have been peeping outside the balcony for a long time, but he just came in now.

Yan Qing was also speechless for a while, she glanced at Zhang Qingqiao and Yan Luoqing, wondering what she was thinking.

Yan Luoqing jokingly said: "What are you looking at, you probably also..." Looking Yan Qing up and down, she added with a smile, "You and I are incest."

Yan Qing said angrily: "Bah! I'm not that interested. And we're just distant cousins, what kind of incest is that?"

Yan Luoqing said lightly: "For the sake of saving me, I will also tell you a secret. The premise is that you should forget about what happened tonight."

Yan Qing didn't expect to reap the benefits of Yan Luoqing, so she hurriedly said, "Speak."

Yan Luoqing signaled to Zhang Qingqiao who was lying on the side, and asked Yan Qing to tie her to the stool next to her.

After Yan Qing finished, she asked about the secret.

Yan Luoqing was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Ten years ago, my mother thought that you looked like my father, so she secretly took your hair and my father's for DNA testing, and the matching rate was 99%. Then they divorced .It's over."

Yan Qing opened her mouth into a circle, "Damn your mother, I obviously look like my mother."

Yan Luoqing looked straight into his eyes, "You have similarities with my dad. If you don't believe me, you can compare the photos yourself. Think about it, why did grandma let you take my place? Several cousins ​​are all Her own grandson, you are just a distant grandson in name. If you are talking about academic experience, can you have your turn?"

"You're making up for April Fool's Day." Yan Qing still had an expression of disbelief, but her trembling voice showed his wavering.

Yan Luoqing sighed: "It's up to you to think about it." She pulled up the quilt and turned over as if falling asleep.

Soon after, the sound of something turning over from the balcony was heard.

This move should be enough for him to lose sleep all night.

The old woman has been partial to this kid since she was a child, and this has always made their grandchildren very painful.

Your father died young, and my father traveled all over the world. If you have a feeling, go slowly to make an appraisal.

The next day, before dawn, Yan Luoqing dragged her luggage and left the hotel.

After dawn, the hotel staff found Mr. Zhang, who was tied up on the roof, with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Let's talk about Yan Luoqing's adventure when she was dragging her luggage on the street.

He actually fucking saw Zhao Zuo again.

Zhao Zuo sat in the passenger seat of a blue taxi, and the taxi passed by Yan Luoqing.

Zhao Zuo, who had his hair cut into an inch, didn't see Yan Luoqing, and seemed to be concentrating on gesturing to the driver for the route.

He clearly saw Zhao Zuo's lip shape and trembling eyelashes.

Startled for a moment.

Just at this moment, Zhao Zuo, who was just a short distance away from him, was taken tens of meters away by the taxi. The endless traffic queue blocked the taxi's buttocks, so that he couldn't even see the license plate.

If there is a 70% similarity to the 'Zhao Zuo' he met a few times ago, then this one, he is very sure is himself.

So Yan Luoqing reflexively dropped the suitcase in her hand and ran towards the direction the taxi was leaving.

After chasing for a long time, I could only watch the distance between it and myself get farther and farther, until it bumped under the overpass and was completely submerged in the traffic on the bridge.

Yan Luoqing fucked, squatting on the side of the road panting.

With a glance, at the other end of the road, his suitcase has been dragged away by someone.

Fortunately, there were no important items in the box, and the wallet and mobile phone were on her body, so Yan Luoqing just calmly bought a new set of clothes and found a new hotel to stay in.

In the afternoon, Qi Han called and asked to do something. He said that his college classmate was working in the district hospital where Yan Luoqing was currently on a business trip, and he had something to bring back by the way.

Yan Luoqing casually agreed.

Qi Han seemed to hear something, and teased: "Should I meet Zhao Zuo again?"

Yan Luoqing didn't say anything, but only said a few perfunctory words.

Qi Han was silent for a while, "How should I put it, there are some things that you asked for."

Yan Luoqing looked at the pale ceiling and said in a low voice, "I know." After speaking, he directly disconnected the phone and wrapped himself in the quilt.

I'm just not reconciled.

When she fell into a hazy sleep, Yan Luoqing suddenly remembered her high school days.

He thought he had forgotten many things at first, but he didn't expect to remember them very clearly.For example, he remembers very clearly where the refrigerator in the small shop next to the school is.

Some memories are as blurred as frosted glass, fragmented as scattered glucose, as messy as a woman's hair that hasn't been combed in three days.But when you get close to it, put it together, and comb it, it becomes as clear as a mirror, and it is printed directly into the depths of your pupils.

Obviously, he had never cared about a certain person before, but now he can clearly remember his naughty look when he smiled with his mouth crooked.

Zhao Zuo Zhao Zuo Zhao Zuo.

Xiaofu, Zhao Xiaofu.

Zhao Zuo.

Zhao Xiaofu.

Zhao Zuo...

This person is always on my mind.

Where the hell did you go?