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Two or three meters away, a girl with a slightly familiar eyebrow was looking at her hesitantly. She looked young, and she carried a fruit basket in her hand, as if she was visiting a sick person.

Wen Yifan smiled at her, but didn't remember who she was for a while.

"When did you return to Nanwu?" The girl frowned, "Why haven't I heard my mother say."

These words made Wen Yifan recognize her instantly.

Zheng Kejia.

It is the daughter of her stepfather.

Speaking of it, it seems that Wen Yifan met her last time as a sophomore.

At that time, Zheng Kejia was only in the first year of junior high school, and he had not yet dressed up his consciousness. It's a far cry from the way he would dress up after he opened it up.

Wen Yifan never thought that he would meet her here.

Noting what Wen Yifan was holding, Zheng Kejia guessed: "Are you on a business trip?"

"No, I moved back to Nanwu." The weight of the camera is not light, and Wen Yifan began to cope with it. "I still have a job. I will contact again when I have time."

Zheng Kejia mumbled: "Who wants to contact you."

"Alright," Wen Yifan nodded, "Then both of us will save time."

"..." Zheng Kejia was so speechless by what she said, she held back for a long time before she said, "Why are you coming back all right."

"Can I come back if I have something to do?" Wen Yifan smiled, "Don't worry, I return to Nanwu doesn't mean that I will go home to live. We have not seen you today, as long as you don't tell, no one else knows."

Zheng Kejia frowned: "I didn't tell you not to let you go home."

Wen Yifan: "Okay, you didn't say."

"Why are you so irritating when you talk," Zheng Kejia was a little displeased. "Am I talking to you? I just said that I didn't want to live with you, so how can I say now."

Wen Yifan stood there, watching her quietly.

As he talked, Zheng Kejia gradually lost his confidence: "And how long ago things happened, how old I was then..."

"It's been a long time, and I almost can't recognize you. It seems that there is no need for the two of us to renew the old." Wen Yifan said, "You go to the doctor, you are tired carrying fruits."

"Wait! Are you going home for the New Year?" Zheng Kejia said, "Will you not come back to see the little brother?"

The younger brother Zheng Kejia said was a boy born to Zhao Yuandong after three years of remarrying.

Wen Yifan has not seen him yet.

Zhao Yuandong occasionally sends her photos to see.

"No." Wen Yifan gave a reason, "I am very busy at work and basically do not have holidays."

There was a moment of silence.

Zheng Kejia took out the phone from his pocket and asked: "Then let's add a WeChat, can we have a meal tonight? I apologize to you, I used to do something wrong—"

"Zheng Kejia," Wen Yifan had to go to the police station for a while, and then had to write and edit the film on the stage. There was really no time to talk to her, "I just want to live my own life."

"..."

"I didn't go back to Nanwu for anyone, and I didn't go home and live because of you." Wen Yifan said softly, "What I do is only for myself."

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