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Chapter 38 038: Memory Kill

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    Are new planets so easy to discover?

    Cheng Ji couldn't help but look up and look at the future astronomer. It was quite vivid to see the confidence and joy in her eyes when she talked about the planets.

    "The physics exchange meeting is next weekend. I will leave on Friday. I have a train ticket at 3pm and will go for three days."

    Cheng Ji lowered his head and continued to write and draw on the paper. He drew a circle with the first stroke, and a halo with the second stroke: "What are you telling me for?"

    Lin Hemiao said honestly: "Report on the itinerary."

    She was too defenseless against him.

    Cheng Ji stopped at the tip of his pen: "Why are you so unwary?" His tone suddenly became serious, "Don't tell any strangers of the opposite sex your whereabouts. You have to remember that there are many wolves, tigers and leopards in this world.  , especially men, they like to pick on innocent and easy-to-deceive little girls like you."

    Lin Hemiao didn't seem to understand, but said, "I'm not easy to lie to."

    Cheng Ji stretched out his legs, leaned back on the chair, and turned the pen between his fingers: "Where did you get the scar on your hand?"

    His preface didn¡¯t match what he said at the end, so the question was baffling.

    Lin Hemiao looked at her wrist: "I don't remember, it happened when I was very young."

    Snapped!

    Cheng Ji dropped the pen in his hand on the table. He licked his teeth and said, "It was bitten by a wolf."

    The scar on her right wrist is so shallow that it can no longer be seen. It is actually a tooth mark.

    Not easy to cheat?

    If she is not easy to deceive, how can she have that scar on her hand?

    "Go back." Cheng Ji ignored her confusion and directly issued an eviction order, "Go back and study hard."

    Lin Hemiao stood for a few seconds: "Goodbye, Cheng Ji."

    She said goodbye and went downstairs.

    Cheng Ji picked up the pen again, lowered his head to look at the drawing, and was stunned. What was he drawing?  It looked like a planet. He looked at it carefully for a while and then tore up the paper.

    The mobile phone placed aside rang, the caller ID was: 1988.

    That¡¯s the name of the bar.

    Cheng Ji answered the phone, hearing the soft voice of a woman and the heavy metal music playing in the bar: "Isn't it a disco? Why haven't you come yet?"

    He remembered that he had just made an appointment to dance with someone.

    "not going."

    The woman acted coquettishly on the phone: "I've put on my makeup, come out."

    Cheng Ji touched the flame-shaped black tattoo behind his ear: "Miss, I have some life advice, do you want to listen to it?"

    "What life advice?"

    He said serious things in a cynical tone: "Girls should study more and play less with people like me."

    "What kind of person are you?"

    He thought for a while and summed it up in one sentence: "The kind of person who asks you out but can't remember your last name."

    ""

    It was almost dark outside, and there were no colorful neon lights on Huaqiao Street. There were only two rows of light-controlled street lamps along the street. There was a person under the lamp and two shadows. One was cast by the street lamp and the other was cast by the setting sun.

    Rong Guanguan had dumplings and crab meat dumplings for dinner. His brother took him to eat in the store, and he ate a basket of dumplings and a drawer of dumplings by himself.

    "Are you full?"

    Rong Guanguan touched his belly and was very satisfied: "I'm full."

    Rong Li took out two napkins for him and drank the remaining half of the bottle of beer. He pulled out his chair and stood up: "I'll go pay the bill. Sit here and don't move."

    "Okay~"

    There are many customers in the store, and the boss and his wife are very busy.

    Outside the store, there was a boy sitting not far from the door. He was sitting on the floor. He couldn't tell his height. He looked about seven or eight years old. His clothes didn't fit. He looked like an adult's coat. He was dirty and shabby.  , it was almost winter, and he was still wearing sandals, with his legs turned out at a strange angle.

    He is a homeless child, with disabled legs and feet, begging on the street.

    "Auntie, please give me some money, one or two yuan is fine."

    The middle-aged woman passing by glanced at him with disgust and quickened her pace.

    The boy moved on the ground and stretched out his hand to another young girl: "Sister, please do me a favor and give me some money." His hands were so bony that his fingernails were covered with dirt and his palms were torn from crawling on the ground.  Lepi said, "Sister, I haven't eaten all day."

    The young girl seemed to be in a hurry to get home and was impatient: "I don't have any change."

    He hurriedly said: "You can also scan the QR code."

    &nbspThe girl became unhappy instantly and looked at him with disdain: "Are you a liar?"

    He anxiously defended: "I'm not a liar."

    But the girl didn¡¯t believe it: ¡°If you don¡¯t learn well at a young age, how can you pretend to be lame and cheat money?¡±

    Passers-by listened and pointed.

    The begging boy lowered his head and his hands on the ground were shaking.

    "It's cold in late autumn, and people's hearts are also cold. What can be done? There are tourists in Xiangyun Town all year round. There are many children selling illegal cigarettes with bags on their backs, and there are also many children sitting on the ground reaching out for money.

    Rong Li finished settling the bill: "Rong Guan Guan, let's go."

    Rong Guanguan climbed down from the stool: "Brother, what did you pack?"

    "Dumplings, I'll give them to you for breakfast tomorrow."

    "oh."

    There were many customers coming and going in the store, and it was crowded. Rong Li took the packing box in one hand and Rong Guanguan's hat in the other and took him out.

    "Brother," as soon as they went out, the begging boy stretched out his hand to Rong Li and rubbed his palms, "Give me some money, please."

    Rong Li glanced at him, retracted his gaze, and then left with Rong Guanguan as if nothing had happened.

    Rongguanguan keeps looking back.

    "Brother, that little brother is so pitiful."

    Rong Li¡¯s tone was indifferent and ethereal, as if coming from a distance: ¡°It has nothing to do with us.¡±

    Rong Guanguan frowned and looked worried: "His leg is also injured."

    "I said," Rong Li raised his voice, "it has nothing to do with us."

    Rong Guanguan was taught to be kind by Su Min. Even though he had seen darkness, his eyes were still full of light.  He pulled Rong Li's sleeve and shook it gently: "Brother, can't you give him some money?"

    Rong Li suddenly stopped, raised his head, and looked across the street.

    There was a middle-aged man sitting at the noodle stall opposite. He was staring at the child begging for money, looking irritated and dissatisfied.

    Rong Li did not look back or glance at the child. His eyes were frosty and cold: "If his goal today is two hundred, after reaching the amount, the goal tomorrow will become four hundred. What do you think he needs?"  Money?¡±

    Rong Guan Guan was confused: "Brother, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

    Rong Li stood there, looking blankly.

    The winter of that year was very cold. Before the twelfth lunar month, heavy snow fell. A thick layer of white snow completely covered the dirty garbage dump.

    Cardboard boxes and domestic garbage were piled up in a disorderly manner in the crowded container. There was a small open space in the middle. There were three children on the ground. The eldest one was ten years old and the younger one was only five or six years old. They were all ragged and unkempt, and they were exposed.  Their skin was bruised and covered with scars, most of them had their legs and feet either broken or missing.

    The five or six-year-old child was holding a bowl filled with fifty-cent coins. With trembling hands, he handed the money in the bowl to the man next to him who was picking his teeth.

    The man was in his forties, very tall and strong. He glanced at the coins in the bowl: "Why is it so small?"

    She was still a girl, too dirty to look at. She said timidly: "II'm not lazy."

    Without saying a word, the man kicked her forward: "Continue tomorrow, and if you don't meet my standards again, I won't kill you!" The girl huddled on the ground, whimpering in pain. The man beat and scolded her for a long time before finally  He poured the coins into a red plastic bag and turned to ask another child, "Where's yours?"

    He is a teenage boy.

    He sat on the ground, unable to move below his knees.  He took out all the money hidden in his clothes and put it on the ground. There were ten yuan and some twenty yuan.

    The man was quite satisfied: "Not bad." He took a steamed bun from the table and threw it to him, "Continue to work hard tomorrow and give me at least five hundred yuan back. Do you understand?"

    The boy said nothing and stared at the bun on the ground.

    The man slapped him directly: "Did you hear that?"

    He raised his head, his eyes numb: "I heard it."

    The man let him go and bent down to pick up the money. While picking up the money, he stretched out a fat hand to pull the girl who was huddled behind the table and was missing an arm.

    "Take out yours."

    The girl couldn¡¯t walk either and was squirming on the ground, trembling with fear: ¡°No, no.¡±

    "No?" The man pinched her chin, "They don't want to give you money. It seems you are not pitiful enough. Why don't you chop off one of your hands?"

    The children were all trembling, but the boy who reached the target remained expressionless. He had a pair of beautiful almond eyes, but there was no light in them.

    That is ten-year-old Rong Li.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)?, he had a pair of beautiful almond eyes, but there was no light in them.

    That is ten-year-old Rong Li.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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