If you feel clear about it, you won't ask any more questions, or even bother to think about it. But the other party may want to talk to you, and you may not really care at all.

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Wang Maomao didn't know why Liang Yixin stopped replying to his messages at that time, nor why Liang Yixin left Tianjin. Of course, due to his personality, he didn't ask again.

He asked himself that he had not offended Liang Yixin, and he also knew that Liang Yixin could not have left Tianjin because of him. Although they were friends, they only met Liang Yixin when buying cigarettes, chatted on WeChat, and never even had a meal together. Among friends, he also

It’s pretty common, right? Since it’s pretty common, why bother asking more?

It's true that you don't have to ask, but Wang Xiaomao didn't think too much. With his IQ, if he could think more, he should be able to guess something.

He did not offend Liang Yixin, and Liang Yixin's departure had no direct relationship with him, but why didn't Liang Yixin stop replying to his messages? Since it was irrelevant, no matter what the reason for Liang Yixin's departure was, even if she was unhappy at the time, she could continue to contact her later.

However, as I said before, it's just a matter of character. If you have a clear conscience, you won't ask any more questions, or even bother to think about it. But the other person may be hoping to talk, and you may not really be able to care less.

Just like when they met each other again and chatted, Wang Xiaomao secretly hoped that Liang Yixin would talk about this. However, the two chatted a lot, but Liang Yixin did not mention why she left Tianjin that year.

Liang Yixin would not mention this matter, and she could not mention it, not to mention it to Wang Xiaomao, not even to her closer friends, not even to her own parents.

Lu Yuchi also knew about this, so yesterday Yang Mi asked him why he only remembered to match Wang Xiaomao and his cousin Liang Yixin after so many years, and he couldn't answer.

It is actually a quite clichéd story. An outstanding woman like Liang Yixin fell in love with a man for the first and only time four years ago when she was thirty years old, but that man married someone else. The problem is that "other person" and

Liang Yixin's relationship made it impossible for Liang Yixin to cut off contact with them.

In fact, clichéd stories are always played out in reality. People who have never experienced it will find it vulgar, but only those who have experienced it know that it is incurable pain!

Therefore, Liang Yixin is also in great pain and cannot cut off contact, so she should try to meet them as little as possible.

So the whole thing had nothing to do with Kitty Wang, so why didn't Liang Yixin stop contacting Kitty Wang after she left Tianjin? She still didn't want to say it, at least not to Kitty Wang.

She also felt a little guilty, so she returned to Tianjin this time, especially since her home was opposite this cigarette shop. She really wanted to meet Wang Xiaomao, but - don't talk about what happened back then...

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Wang Xiaomao and Liang Yixin were still chatting in the cigarette shop. They are straight men. It is always okay to have a meal together during such a reunion, right? At least find a more elegant environment to chat.

A customer came into the cigarette shop. Wang Maomao didn't even raise his head. His cousin Xiaoyi was sitting next to him.

Xiaoyi saw that the customer had dressed up so well that only his eyes could be seen. He coughed a few times and asked, "What do you want?"

"Let's take a look first," the customer said in a choked voice.

This was a common conversation in a cigarette shop. Wang Maomao ignored it at all and said to Liang Yixin: "Chizi and I have known each other since we were children, and we have never lost contact. You are his cousin - I didn't even know, so

We can also recognize each other.”

In fact, Wang Xiaomao didn't say anything behind his words, at least he didn't say "this is fate" in a cliché way, but the customer snorted softly.

Wang Xiaomao and Liang Yixin both glanced at the customer, and saw that the man had his back turned to them, focusing on the cigarettes and alcohol on the shelves, so they didn't pay much attention.

Wang Xiaomao asked Liang Yixin again: "As you just said, you have moved your clinic to Beijing?"

"Yes, I want to settle there, and my main focus will definitely be there. But this place is still open, and there are other doctors here. I am no longer here."

"Beijing - are you used to living there? I heard that the soy milk (soy milk in Tianjin dialect) is sour and smelly. What is it called? Douzhier (soy milk in Beijing dialect), right?"

Hearing what Wang Xiaomao said, the customer actually sang: "I love Tiananmen in Beijing, the sun rises on Tiananmen..."

Wang Maomao said to his heart, where is this two hundred and fifty thing? If you have the ability, turn around and my eyes will kill you - do you believe it?

Of course, in front of Liang Yixin, Wang Mao Mao didn’t want to lose his composure. He just glared at the customer’s back fiercely and continued: “I went to Beijing in the early years, and those Beijingers also learned how to make pancakes like us.

But they can’t learn the fruits, they are all white-flour – sticky to the teeth!”

Liang Yixin smiled and said: "Actually, there was a house there a long time ago, and I used to go there to stay for a while. As you said many years ago, their pancakes were made with white flour, but now there are also

It's relatively authentic.

It's okay. I'm not too picky about my diet. It's not something I'm used to - it will get better as time goes by. I was busy opening a clinic there before, so I couldn't help it with time. The clinic has been operating very well for more than a year, and I

I guess I will come back to Tianjin often in the future."

"That's good. In fact, there are good things in Beijing, such as fried tenderloin and fried belly. You can send me a message when you return to Tianjin. It's rare to see a woman as talented and knowledgeable as you nowadays. Also.

Maybe, but I don't know you as a cigarette and alcohol seller, so I still like to chat with you."

"Let's just chat and have a meal together." The customer said again.

No matter how arrogant and well-educated Wang Maoiao is, he still has a temper: "Do you want to buy something or not? Why do you talk so much? What do you have to do with me? You..."

As Wangmao Mao said, the customer finally turned around. Although he was wearing a mask, sunglasses and a hat, he knew it was Yang Mi when he saw the familiar forehead.

Yang Mi? By the way, Yang Mi seemed to have called herself just now...

Just remembered?

Yang Mi also asked the same question. She snorted, took off her mask, and said, "You asked me to come here to wait for you. I will kindly help you match up with this sister."

"Holy shit! Are you Yang Mi?! Can you give me an autograph?!"

Don’t get me wrong, this is not Wang Xiaomao, let alone Liang Yixin, but the howl of Wang Xiaomao’s cousin Xiaoyi. Xiaoyi got Yang Mi’s autograph and took a photo with him as he wished, and then said excitedly to Wang Xiaomao:

"Brother, you even know celebrities! Why didn't you tell me?"

Yang Mi hummed and said with a smile: "Not only does your brother know celebrities, he also despises them. Celebrities have to come all the way from Beijing to help your brother act as a matchmaker and match him up with this sister, but your brother still dislikes us in Beijing.
Chapter completed!