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A young policeman in a police uniform, with an upright Chinese character face, still spoke very politely, he asked Ming Qiu.
"Excuse me, is this Mr. Wan Mingqiu?"
Ming Qiu nodded.
"I'm Chen Jian from the County Criminal Investigation Brigade. I have a few general questions I want to ask you. Is it convenient for you?"
Ming Qiu looked at Wang Xin who was at the side. Although Wang Xin was sensible, she had no intention of leaving.
"It's convenient, of course it's convenient. Officer Chen is here because of the case opposite! You talk, I'll go to the back room to help him pack his things."
She was an acquaintance, so she turned around and entered the back room on her own.
Chen Jian's questioning was not sloppy at all. Since no one had lived in the house for a long time and there was dust everywhere, there was really no place to sit. The conversation between the two started by standing in front of the window.
"Sun Yuan, do you have any impression?"
"Sun Yuan?"
"Cripple Sun."
Sun Laizi was originally called Sun Yuan. In Ming Qiu's memory, everyone called that person Sun Laizi, but they really didn't know his name was Sun Yuan.
Mingqiu only remembered that his father called him Laosun, and he called him hey, his mother Li Xiaohua called him Lame Sun just like everyone else, and Wan Mingming called him Uncle.
"Oh, there are still some impressions, but not very deep."
"I heard from the residents of the town that he and your father Wan Xingmin are classmates, and the two have a good relationship?"
"Well, I was young at that time, and the relationship between adults was not very clear. My father was a teacher of the people, and he was easy-going. Most of the children in the town were taught by him. In my impression, he The relationship with the neighbors in the neighborhood is pretty good."
"I heard that your father used to drink with Sun Yuan?"
"This I don't remember very clearly. I just remember that Grandpa Wang and Grandma Wang next door often hang out with our family. Grandpa Wang is a good drinker. My dad often drinks with Grandpa Wang."
"From here, Sun Yuan's family can see it very clearly."
"My dad comes back every day to wash and cook, and to correct homework. I also have to complete my homework. It is a luxury to stand at the window and watch the outside world."
"I'm sorry, I have no other meaning. I mean, since when did Sun Yuan not be at home, do you have any memory?"
"I can't remember exactly when it was. It should have been in the years when I was in elementary school! I heard from Grandma Wang next door that his hometown is in the city, and he went back to the city to inherit the inheritance."
"That's right, you were still a child at that time, so you probably don't remember much."
Turned his head and looked into the back room.
"Who is that beauty?"
Ming Qiu blushed: "It's my classmate, who came to see me after learning about me."
"Your classmate? Then she should know Sun Yuan?"
"She probably didn't know her. When her family moved to Jiangyuan Town, they were all in junior high school. At that time, Lame Sun was long gone."
"Oh." Chen Jian took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Ming Qiu.
"Thank you for your cooperation. My phone number is on the business card. After all, it's been a long time. If you think of anything, call me."
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A woman's hand is a coincidence. The house that has not been tidied up for several years, after being tidied up by Wang Xin, suddenly has a breath of life.
The upper house next to the street used to be lived by my parents, but now Wang Xin has tidied it up.
She went out for a trip in the middle, and when she came back, she brought sheets and bedding, saying that she got them at her uncle's house.
Big red old-fashioned bed sheets and bedding, with big red happy words on it.
After the clean sheets and quilts were spread, the whole room was reflected in joy.
Wang Xin giggled: "I brought the suit that my uncle got married back then. Do you feel like you're getting married?"
When she said this, a face full of youth and beauty was very vivid.
The heart that had been silent for a long time suddenly started to move again.
Sparks flickered in Wang Xin's eyes, and she was half leaning against the door.
"Ming Qiu, tell me the truth, why did you change your choice that year?"
Wan Mingqiu tried to change the topic, but he didn't know how to answer for a while.
"I haven't changed my choice."
"Didn't we agree to apply for Xiamen University together?"
? Teacher Zhao, the head teacher at the time, took the blame.
"It was Mr. Zhao, who asked me to apply to the School of Political Science and Law."
"Wan Mingqiu, you son of a bitch has always been like this. You can't fart for a long time, so you can just say it if you have something to say! Are you still like a man?"
"Wang Xin, is it still necessary to say this now? It's been so long."
"Of course it is necessary, you owe me an explanation."
"Well, since you have to ask for an explanation, I'll give you one. To be honest, I don't like the sea at all, and I don't want to go to a university with you."
Wang Xin is right, he is a man who will stop when he is ready, dragging his feet, which is really not a man's style.
"Why?"
"Why else? Think about it yourself."
"Wan Mingqiu, I don't believe it, you really don't like me at all?"
"It's not that I didn't like it before, but the liking at that time seemed to me to be pure liking, not mixed with any emotional color."
Wang Xin's face, which was still pink just now, turned pale in an instant.
"You, thanks to the fact that I have kept you in my heart for so many years, it turns out that I have always been self-indulgent."
"Actually, you shouldn't be here today. What's wrong with keeping a little youthful beauty? Some things don't necessarily have to have a truth, and it's not good to know it."
"Okay! It's not too late to know now, just treat my feelings for you for so many years as a dog."
Wan Mingqiu stood in front of the window, looking at the messy street downstairs, Wang Xin did not appear in his field of vision as expected.
To be honest, it was very difficult to reject her.
All he needs to do is to watch her happy, and he has always been just a passer-by in her life.
The wooden door in the living room was kicked open, and the wind-like woman ran towards him.
Desperately, she threw herself into her arms, and a dizzying scent of a woman rushed over her face.
She is passionate, and her breath is hot and warm in her ears.
"Wan Mingqiu, you can't lie to me, you have always liked me."
On the bed with the big red happy letter, the forbearance of so many years is like a dam bursting at this time, and it is out of control.
At the last moment, he still stopped.
After a long silence between the two, Ming Qiu said.
"Let's go, let's not meet again in the future."
Wang Xin was puzzled: "Why? You obviously have feelings for me."
Ming Qiu: "Girl, I'm a normal man, I'll feel it if any girl pounces on me."
"I don't believe it, I can tell the difference between the physical reaction and the emotional reaction."
"Wang Xin, I can't give you happiness, the glasses next to you are the same as you."
Wang Xin let out a chuckle, hugged Wan Mingqiu and kissed wildly.
"So you came here at noon yesterday, it seems that you still care about me."
She didn't bother any more, and before getting up to leave, she said to Ming Qiu again.
"Wan Mingqiu, you can't escape from the palm of this girl." (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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