She closed her eyes and let the three words entangle in her heart, gradually evolving into a long hate.

This hatred is not only because of Alan, but also because of himself.

She thought he was different from the season.

In the end, but the same cruel, despicable.

Shi Sheng found a house in Linjiang.

Not daring to let Mo Beiting's people find it, and being short of money, she was looking for a room separated from the basement.

A few square meters is enough to put down a bed.

More than 20 families live in it. Several families share a toilet and a kitchen.

The space is narrow and the air is cloudy.

Turn over at night and you can hear it next door.

Compared with the United States, China's public security is relatively good. It is such a dirty and poor place that even thieves disdain to patronize.

Most of the people who live here are migrant workers with low wages. They don't have night life. After a day's work, they fall asleep when they come back.

So——

There is little noise pollution except for the noise made by men and women.

After so many years of hard life, this environment is not the worst she has ever lived in, but in a few months on Long Island, she has already pampered her habits.

Lying on the cold hard board bed, there was still some slight discomfort. I just felt that it was cold and cold, and my whole body was in pain.

But compared with the time when I just came out of Long Island, it is much lighter and can be ignored directly.

Shi Sheng goes to see Yin Zhiyuan and asks him in detail about that year. Although there is still no clue, he doesn't know where to find the number of two friends his parents used to have.

It's been a long time, and Shi Sheng doesn't hope to get any overwhelming clues from them.

But thanks to Yin Zhiyuan.

"Shi Sheng, it's been a long time. According to you, the other party is a powerful plutocrat. I believe your parents have a spirit in heaven, and I don't want you to get into danger for their revenge."

She bowed her head, a beautiful woman's face, white neck line is very beautiful, "I know, but some things are always unwilling."

She looked up, with a smile on her face, "Uncle Yin, don't worry, I will do what I can."

Yin Zhiyuan nodded and did not persuade him.

"Well, I'll try my best to help you find the clues of that year. Although I left Juan for many years, I still have some contacts."

"Thank you."

"By the way, where do you live in Linjiang now? If there is no place to live, there is still a vacant room in my house. Your aunt is idle at home. You just go to be a companion with her."

"Thank you, uncle Yin. I rented a house. I'll bother my aunt when I finish this work."

Yin Zhiyuan did not force her to take a taxi to the side of the road.

It's still early. Shisheng gets off at the gate of a shopping mall near where he lives.

At this time, it's the peak time for cooking. She doesn't bother to grab the kitchen with others, so she plans to buy a few bags of instant noodles to make do.

Near the end of the new year, shopping malls are doing promotional activities.

There are so many people in the supermarket that they feel pushed even when they walk.

She took two bags of instant noodles, bought bacon and a handful of cabbages. She had a small pot with an electric plug-in at home, which she used to make porridge or noodles.

The line at the cash register is very long. Shi Sheng glances at it. It's almost the same in several rows, so he stands in a random line.

She was beautiful, with good skin, a mask and a hat. Her face was covered by more than half of it, and only her eyes were like water.

People around think it's a star, from time to time to see her direction.

When she was about to arrive, Shi Sheng glanced aside and saw a familiar figure——

Wood.

Linjiang is absolutely not small, especially in the case of Shi Sheng. It's more difficult to meet an acquaintance than to win the lottery.

In a metropolis with a population of 20 million to 30 million, she only knew those three or five people. She even met them when she bought a dish.

She is close to Muzi Pai and checks out almost at the same time.

Shi Sheng bought few things, calculated the price in advance, prepared the change, and soon finished the account.

She stood waiting for Muzi, but the other side didn't recognize her. Even if she felt familiar, she would not think about Shisheng. After all, who would have thought that a friend in America would stand in front of her with a few bags of instant noodles and a handful of cabbages.

Muzi passed her with her head down.

Shi Sheng followed, "Muzi."

The supermarket was too noisy. Muzi heard someone calling her, but didn't listen to her voice carefully.