Chapter 1611

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After coming out of the detention center, it was still early, two hours before the two children's kindergarten was over, so Ling still went to Zhuo qianyun.

And in the near Zhuo qianyun store, Ling still saw the black car he saw last time.

The car also just stopped in the corner shadow like the last time. From the angle of the car, you can just see Zhuo qianyun's store.

Ling still knows that it's Ye Wenming's car.

In recent years, ye Wenming has never been associated with any woman, and even moved half of Ye's group to Shencheng. Ling still knows that these should be for sister Zhuo.

However, some broken mirrors can be reunited, but some are hard to recover. At that time, if ye Wenming had not forced sister Zhuo so miserably, he might have been with her for a long time.

Ling still comes to the store. Sister Zhuo is knitting ropes by hand. Ling still remembers that she used to play with ropes of different colors in different weaving methods when she was a child. It's very popular here for little girls.

"Sister Zhuo, why are you making this up?" Ling still asked with a smile.

"Recently, girls in primary school are interested in this. Anyway, I'm free. I'll make up some of this and sell it for a few dollars." Zhuo qianyun smiles and looks at Ling again. "Why are you here?"

"It's just empty. I'll see you." Ling still hesitated for a moment, or way, "just now, I saw Ye Wenming's car, he often come?"

"Yes? I don't pay much attention to that. " Zhuo qianyun said, that indifferent look, as if no matter how to mention Ye Wenming, it has nothing to do with her.

Ling still sighed, "sister Zhuo, if you don't intend to forgive Ye Wenming, have you ever thought about finding someone who can love you again? After all, you are still young. Do you really intend to live like this for the rest of your life? "

Zhuo qianyun light a sun, "I did not forgive Ye Wenming, still, as early as that year, when ye Wenming donated liver to me, I have forgiven him, but to forgive does not mean that I can love again, I have no feeling for him, the same, now I do not want to find the idea of love."

"But..."

"it's nothing good, but for me, it's already very happy to grow up with Xiaoyan alive, which is enough for me." Zhuo qianyun said with a smile, "in the future, if I have life to live until Xiaoyan gets married and has children, then I will help him take care of the children and spend his old age in peace, which is not very good."

Ling still knows that everyone has their own ideas.

Especially Zhuo elder sister is almost experienced death, the feelings of men and women, I'm afraid has been very light.

So Ling still smiles, no longer mentioning this topic, but happily talks with Zhuo qianyun about the knitting of the bracelet, thinking about knitting a bracelet for the two children.

Is chatting, Ling still suddenly inadvertently saw a small figure, squatting in the school gate not far from the canteen.

Because now the school gate is closed, and there is no one at the school gate, it seems that the small figure is particularly prominent.

"The child..." Ling still murmured, "how can a person at the school gate, his family?"

Zhuo qianyun glanced at the school gate and said, "the child's name is Xiaoci. It's a child adopted by a family near here. His sister is in primary school this year. He often squats at the school gate, waiting for his sister to finish school."

Words?! Ling was still surprised. It was the child she saw at the playground that day.