10:00 AM.
Chen Ming finally came out of the small house, holding a bowl of leftover porridge in his hand.
Footsteps sounded in his ear.
Chen Ming looked up: "Chen Yuan?"
On that face that bore a striking resemblance to Chen Ming's, a wry smile and a hint of panic appeared. He shoved the RMB notes wrapped in a red bag directly into his hand.
Chen Ming asked, "What is this?" while touching the bag.
Chen Ming was stunned.
Chen Yuan then spoke up: "Brother, this is the money I borrowed from you back then. Take it and get your eyes checked."
After saying that, Chen Yuan didn't wait for Chen Ming's reply, turned around and left, running very fast, as if a ghost was chasing him.
The surroundings quickly quieted down. Chen Ming weighed the money in his hand, said nothing, turned around and went inside, but this time, he didn't close the door.
So Duan Ye went inside and closed the door.
The sun was shining brightly outside, so the room was fairly well-lit as well.
The room was very simple, with just a bed, a table and a stool, and an old television. Clothes were simply hung up with wire, and there were only two pieces of clothing. But the room was very clean.
Chen Ming: "I don't have any good tea here, so I can't entertain you."
Chen Ming placed the money on the table.
It's clear that Chen Ming wasn't happy that Duan Ye had helped him get the money back.
"I'm curious, this was originally your compensation money, so why do you seem reluctant to accept it?"
Chen Ming looked at Duan Ye with his white eyes: "Because this money is not some kind of compensation."
Duan Ye already had a guess in his mind, and Chen Ming finally slowly revealed it.
Before speaking, Chen Ming stood up and took out a lipstick from an old bag hanging there.
Duan Ye didn't recognize the lipstick, but it was clearly used, which was the best evidence.
“That night, during my night patrol, I encountered a drunk man in front of a tombstone. I didn’t know who he was. I had just helped him back to my duty room when a woman appeared.”
"To be honest, I was quite startled because my eyesight isn't very good, and she was dressed all in white, which really scared me."
"Later she said she was this man's wife, which I didn't really believe, but the woman picked up the man's phone and easily unlocked the password."
"So I really thought they were a couple."
"I left later, and when I came back not long after, I heard your phone ringing incessantly outside. It rang a few times and then stopped."
“I thought the matter was over, but then I was fired and someone gave me a sum of money to keep it a secret. That’s when I realized that she probably wasn’t the drunk man’s wife.”
"But I don't know what she did. To be honest, I was quite happy when Chen Yuan took the money later."
After Chen Ming finished speaking, he pushed the money towards Duan Ye.
“If you were him, you should take the money; I feel guilty taking it.”
That's all I know.
Duan Ye stared at the money in the red plastic bag, his mind racing with a myriad of emotions.
"Do you know that person's name?"
Chen Ming remained silent for a long time, and just when Duan Ye thought Chen Ming wouldn't tell him...
"South Star".
“I heard it with my own ears.”
At that time, it was raining outside. Normally, no one else would be able to hear it, but Chen Ming's hearing was extraordinary.
Nanxing received a phone call, and the person on the other end called out "Sister Nanxing".
“I’ve told you all this. I hope you will stop bothering my life. Take this money with you.”
When Duan Ye came out with the money, it was already noon.
Under the blazing sun, he looked up at the blinding sunlight and inexplicably felt very cold.
How did Nanxing know his phone password?
Duan Ye chuckled self-deprecatingly, because he had a little-known habit of setting his screensaver password to the birthday of the person he liked.
From the moment he got a cell phone, his screen saver password was Nanxing's birthday, then Ye Nuan's, and later Luo Qingyuan's.
Nanxing only needs to know Luo Qingyuan's birthday to unlock his phone password.
Luo Qingyuan said that Qi Yue had actually called many times, even over several days, so there must have been some kind of program installed on his phone that intercepted all the messages during that period.
That was when Luo Qingyuan's life hung by a thread...
South Star, oh South Star...
Qin Yihang quickly stepped forward and helped him up: "Mr. Duan, are you alright?"
Duan Ye shook his head: "It's nothing. It's just that you'll have to stay and clean up the mess. You take Chen Ming back to his hometown, and I'll send you some money. You'll need to give the money to the village committee. From now on, I'll cover Chen Ming's living expenses every month. He also needs a doctor to treat his eye condition. I'll arrange that when I get back to Kyoto."
"Just don't tell Chen Ming."
Qin Yihang nodded solemnly: "Please rest assured, I will make the arrangements."
Duan Ye rubbed his temples: "Then I'll head back to Kyoto now."
Qin Yihang stopped him: "President Luo called and said he bought your high-speed rail ticket. You can take the high-speed rail back directly. It's faster and you can rest. As for your car, I will drive it back to Kyoto. You can come and pick it up."
Duan Ye quickly checked his phone and found that the high-speed train was departing in an hour. Driving would take eight hours, so the high-speed train could shorten the journey by more than half.
Although he was very tired, he couldn't help but smile slightly, and his eyes were slightly moist.
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