To be honest, Yang Xingguo can be said to be the most "stupid" in the circle back then.

His professional skills couldn't compare to Li Yongming, his life skills couldn't compare to Shi Hongfang's, not to mention Xia Qiyuan, who was completely beaten in all directions.

As a result, the small group from that year has become today. The missing are missing, the prisoners are in prison, and he is the only one who is still in the public office.

However, his good fortune also came to an end today.

Just as Yang Xingguo was observing the layout of the teahouse, a woman who seemed to be nearly forty years old with a charming charm walked into the store with a satchel on her back.

At first, Yang Xingguo didn't care, but when he saw the woman's face, the more he looked at it, the more wrong he felt.

If your wife is still alive, it will be like this in ten years, right?

As soon as this idea came into existence, it took root in my mind.

During the next period of time, Yang Xingguo kept looking at each other with a vague gaze.

At first, he just used the gesture of drinking tea as a cover, then he picked up the newspaper to cover half of his face and peeked, and in the end it turned into an open and honest look.

I don't know if Yang Xingguo's gaze was too hot. The woman glanced in Yang Xingguo's direction as she turned to look through things in her bag, and the two happened to meet their gazes.

A slightly embarrassed smile appeared on Yang Xingguo's face, and he nodded slightly towards the other party.

But the latter's eyes lit up and strode towards Yang Xingguo with a satchel.

The woman put down her bag and sat down opposite Yang Xingguo: "Yo, isn't this Comrade Xiao Yang? Are you here after get off work to drink some tea?"

This time, it was Yang Xingguo's turn to be dumbfounded: "Who are you?"

Could this person be an old classmate of yours? So you feel familiar? But at that time, no one in the class looked like Qingyun...

The woman was immediately unhappy when she heard Yang Xingguo's words: "You don't know me anymore? Or did you mean it on purpose?"

There are many things in the world that can make people embarrassed to pick their feet, and this is one of them.

Many years after graduation, I met an old classmate from the past. After being unilaterally recognized, I could only pretend to be very familiar and talk to the other party. In fact, I didn't even know their surname.

Yang Xingguo smiled embarrassedly: "I know, why don't I know, I'm embarrassed to disturb you, after all, everyone is going their separate ways now."

"Then what do you say my name is?" the woman asked with narrowed eyes.

Now Yang Xingguo couldn't answer, and the awkward atmosphere gradually spread.

The woman's eyes widened, looking at the unfamiliar eyes with a hint of alienation and asked: "Hey, you really forgot me, right? Don't you say that first love can be remembered for a lifetime!"

Yang Xingguo was also confused. How could he not remember that he had such a first love before he met his wife?

"Uh, I'm sorry, my first love was my wife. She passed away more than ten years ago." Yang Xingguo explained in a low voice.

Yang Xingguo has long accepted the death of his wife. After all, he still has a daughter to support, so he can't be depressed all day, can he?

So when he said this, his tone was more casual and not too heavy.

But when the woman on the opposite side heard this, she showed a completely opposite look.

"...You mean that since the day I got married, the Liang Qingyun in your mind has already died, right?"

The woman looked at Yang Xingguo coldly: "It's obviously you who insisted on being a criminal policeman and refused to settle down with me in Europe, but now it's all my fault?"

ha? Are you going to settle in Europe?

Yang Xingguo looked at the woman in front of him again.

The clothes on the woman's body are all made by hand, and a bag can top the salary of an ordinary social animal for several years, not to mention the jade bracelet on her wrist.

Why can't I remember that a rich woman wanted to take care of me before?

"Yang Xingguo, are you talking, are you dumb? Or do you want to ridicule me for lack of vision in this way now that you are sitting at the top of the Nevada Police Department?" The woman said coldly.

Right now, the more he talks, the more confused he is. Yang Xingguo is very suspicious that the other party has mistaken the person.

But when the other party named him by name and his identities and positions were all right, it didn't look like he was admitting the wrong person.

Unable to figure it out, Yang Xingguo had to bite the bullet and asked, "May I ask what your name is?"

"Why, do you want to pretend to meet for the first time and start over?"

The chill in the woman's eyes eased a little: "Should I cooperate with you and say, 'First meeting, my name is Liang Qingyun'?"

Bang, bang.

The tea set and the chassis made a crisp sound.

Yang Xingguo slapped the table with a dark face: "I don't care who you are, but making fun of someone else's dead lover is not an interesting thing."

Liang Qingyun was even more surprised than when he first met Yang Xingguo: "Wait, your wife is also called Liang Qingyun? You took a wife with the same name as mine?"

Yang Xingguo frowned and asked, "Your name is Liang Qingyun too? But I only know one Liang Qingyun, and that's my wife. Are you mistaken?"

Liang Qingyun held his forehead with one hand in disbelief: "Wait, let me slow down, when did you and your wife get married?"

"...Not long after I became a detective."

Yang Xingguo also noticed that the other party was not malicious, it was very likely that he was simply admitting the wrong person, and his tone gradually softened.

Who knew that Yang Xingguo's tone had just softened, and the other party looked at him like he was looking at a mental patient.

"I said Xiao Yang, did you become schizophrenic because my departure stimulated you too much?

At that time, I hadn't left Neihua. If you were married, how could I not know. "

"...I don't think we need to go on talking."

Yang Xingguo picked up his handbag with a dark face.

Obviously, he regarded the other party as a lunatic who knew his past and came to deliberately provocatively.

Yang Xingguo got up and walked around the table, Liang Qingyun grabbed his wrist.

I saw Liang Qingyun looking at Yang Xingguo with a serious expression: "Xiao Yang, I think you should see a psychiatrist now."

See a psychiatrist?

Yang Xingguo sneered: "I don't know who you hired as an actor, and what crooked ideas you have, but I advise you and the people behind you, don't make fun of my wife casually!"

However, Liang Qingyun did not let go of Yang Xingguo's warning, and the worry in his eyes was even worse.

"Xiao Yang, it was my fault that I left Nevada City. Shall we go see a doctor?"

Liang Qingyun pinched Yang Xingguo's wrist, UU reading www. uukanshu.com persuaded softly.

"Let go!"

"Okay, I'll let it go right away. Are you still living in Mr. Yue's house? I can ask a psychiatrist to come and serve you..."

Yang Xingguo glanced at her with disgust and forcibly shook off his arm: "I warn you, it's best to stay away from me and my family, otherwise I don't mind arresting you on the charge of invasion of privacy."

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