The Monster I Was Redeemed

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"When chatting normally, you have disclosed enough information."

Ye Qing's side had eaten the whole box of chicken wings, and Ai Liang's side only started to eat the third one.

"I usually chat... I don't seem to have mentioned the location, or personally identifiable information?"

Ye Qing's tone was a little hesitant. In the past five years, there were tens of thousands of chat records between the two, and she was not sure if she had leaked the word one day.

But about personal information, Ye Qing would never say it casually.

"Determining your identity does not necessarily require a specific store name."

Ai Liang put down his chopsticks and started singing.

"The layout of the supermarket you complained about, how many bus stops you took to and from get off work, the time the supermarket took to process expired food and frozen meat, and the attitude of getting along with other supermarket staff, these can all serve as clues."

"Of course it's impossible to guess if you haven't met, but if you've been to the supermarket where you are, you'll be more or less familiar with it."

"Even so, I can't think of it, I was only twelve years old when I worked part-time in the supermarket four years ago!"

Ye Qing can understand what I said earlier, but in general, shouldn't you be suspicious of other staff in the supermarket?

For example, Zhu Lan, Sister Li and the like, how could they suspect themselves?

Especially when the two met downstairs, Ye Qing once said that she was an orphan. Would an orphan in his early 10s chat on his cell phone all day?

"I really didn't think of you as Xiazhi at first, but when you buy things with me, the interaction with other staff members is too similar to Xiazhi's character."

"Just because of this? Shouldn't I be treated as a part-time student during the summer vacation?"

Ye Qing couldn't understand this far-fetched reason.

"Of course it's more than that."

Ai Liang paused and continued: "It's mainly because of your hat that I made sure that you are an old employee here."

"The only people in the supermarket who wear the same white top and red brimmed cap are those uncles and aunts and the cashier you call Sister Li at the front desk.

Judging by their proficiency at the time of their work, these people are clearly veterans.

And when I went to the supermarket for the first time yesterday, the cash register was not very skilled at the front desk, and I wore a pure white peaked cap, which should be used to distinguish old employees from part-time employees. "

"So you should have been working in the supermarket for a while, and your attitude when communicating with other people seems to be very familiar. The combination of these two points is the main reason why I suspect that you are the summer solstice."

After the explanation, Ai Liang continued to bury her head in cooking, and slowly tasted the honey chicken wings in the bowl.

Ye Qing was dumbfounded.

From this moment, she has the most simple and intuitive understanding of the so-called genius who can read and write at the age of one.

Ye Qing's whole person was dumbfounded, but she said blankly, "I should have told you this two or three years ago, do you still remember it now?"

"My memory is better." Ai Liang said modestly.

"Since you already recognized it, why don't you say it directly!"

Ye Qing said angrily.

"Haven't you been vigilant about my identity since I invited guests to dinner? I'm worried that if I say it directly, you will treat me as a stalker."

Ai Liang looked at Ye Qing who was asking for guilt, and turned back calmly.

Ye Qing finally realized that since Ai Liang could even notice these details, did he also see his vigilance?

Thinking of this, Ye Qing felt a little embarrassed, and she began to explain falteringly: "Well...this...Look, Qianhua Market is so chaotic, isn't it natural to be more vigilant..."

"Girls should be careful when they go out, after all I look so cute... hehe☆"

Ye Qing slapped her forehead with her right hand, blinked, and stuck out her tongue again, trying to pass the level.

Ai Liang nodded slightly, then looked at her quietly.

The two stared at each other for thirty seconds.

"I know I'm cute, but I'll be embarrassed if you keep staring like this."

Ye Qing smiled slyly and chose to change the topic.

"Speaking of which, Ah Liang, your screen name is really an antique, you just use a part of your own name."

A Liang is Ye Qing's name for Ai Liang on the Internet.

Although the two had never met before, they had known each other for five years, and they were still classmates of the same age.

So Ye Qing and Ai Liang didn't feel uncomfortable when they got along.

Even if I call Ai Liang by her first name, neither side has any sense of disobedience.

"Just take it, I rarely use chat software."

Ai Liang picked up the chopsticks again and nibbled the warm chicken wings.

"Actually at first I thought you were a college student in your twenties, or an uncle in your thirties."

Now that everyone has identified each other.

Ye Qing no longer hid and tucked, and began to recall the conversation between the two on the chat software.

"After all, your words and sentences are too mature when you speak, and you don't look like a teenage student at all."

Ai Liang said without raising his head: "Almost, in my initial reasoning, you are also a single eldest sister or unmarried aunt between the ages of twenty-five and thirty."

Ye Qing pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "It hurts you to talk like that, I'm obviously a sixteen-year-old beautiful girl."

Ai Liang finished eating the last chicken wing and put down his chopsticks: "Who would have thought that a sixteen-year-old beautiful girl would think about things like firewood, rice, oil, salt, electricity, and rent every day."

"That's true."

Ye Qing touched her chin with one hand in a contemplative manner: "Who let me live alone... So you are not the same? I remember that you also cook by yourself!"

However, Ye Qing seemed to think of something funny when she was talking, so she laughed out loud.

"Your reasoning is correct. In fact, I am imitating the tone of our supermarket owner and chatting with you. By the way, she is twenty-eight years old."

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"Ah!"

Zhu Lan, who was far away in the apartment, sneezed inexplicably. She rubbed her nose and said to herself, "Could it be that the air conditioner is turned on too low?"

Speaking of which, Zhu Lan pressed the environmental protection 26 degrees, then turned over and changed his posture to catch the drama on the sofa.

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On the balcony, Ai Liang and Ye Qing were like old friends who had known each other for many years, chatting about trivial matters in life.

Ye Qing gave the lecture, Ai Liang listened, occasionally interjecting.

However, this time the two chatted directly face to face, without the barrier of the electronic board of the mobile phone, Ai Liang could observe Ye Qing's emotions more clearly.

This kind of chat after dinner made Ai Liang feel a touch of warmth after a long absence.

When Ai Liang lived alone in that cold home, apart from the nanny, Ye Qing was the only friend he could talk to, and the only person who cared about him.

Perhaps Ye Qing's life experience is very similar to Ai Liang's previous life.

In addition, she is very clear about her past, and she will not hold any strange eyes on her life experience.

When Ai Liang got along with Ye Qing, she felt very relaxed and comfortable.

It is indeed a good choice to come to Qianhua City.

This is Ai Liang's first thought in the past few days that 'life in Qianhua City may not be bad'.

But it didn't take long for Ai Liang to dismiss the idea as a fart.

Because of the troublesome characters came to the door.

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