When Wang Heng and Pei Ningle came out of the police station, it was already sunset in the evening. The two stood by the roadside and began to consider a very realistic question. Next, how to go.

"I want to go back to school," said Wang Heng, "Where are you?"

Pei Ningle looked confused: "When he came, Brother Song said he would keep food and accommodation, but now..."

Wang Heng: "Well, now Brother Song is enjoying free food and accommodation himself, so you probably have to go home, right?"

Pei Ningle: "I don't want to go home."

Wang Heng: "Don't make fun of it, your pockets are empty, what should I do if I don't go home?"

The girl's shoulders collapsed, and she looked frustrated: "Now when I go home, I feel like I've given up... No, it's not like, but the fact is just giving up. I haven't made any effort, and I've spent all the savings of New Year's money and pocket money! If I want to go home now, I have to ask my parents for money first, so I have no face at all."

Wang Heng put his hands in his pockets, looking like he was not concerned about his own affairs: "It's still too young. Children, after experiencing the beatings of society a few more times, you will know that face is like moral integrity, and you will lose it early and relax."

"But I..."

Pei Ningle lowered his head and couldn't speak anymore.

Looking at her frustrated look, Wang Heng's hand was still in his pocket, but there was still a little more entanglement in his eyes.

Then he said, "Or else, I still have some change here and I can lend you a ticket to go home."

Pei Ningle turned his head and stared at him, and the touch in his big eyes condensed into tears.

"I met yesterday, why are you so kind to me..."

It’s not that he is good to you, but I just hope you leave quickly, Wang Heng wants to say that, but in the face of the girl’s grateful gaze, he chose a more euphemistic statement and sent himself a good person card.

Wang Heng: "Because I am a good person."

Pei Ningle's eyes suddenly lit up, as if an old lottery player had won the lottery. This reaction made Wang Heng a little puzzled, after all, what he said just now should be normal.

But then the girl explained: "I suddenly remembered a melody in my mind! Just now, it felt very good!"

I see.

Wang Heng recalled that during the time he was with her, this girl’s thinking was indeed very elusive. In addition to being confused, musical inspiration would suddenly appear from time to time.

The same is true at this moment. Pei Ningle hurriedly took off his backpack and threw it on the ground. He found paper and pen from it. He squatted on the side of the road and started writing the simplified score. While writing, she hummed gently...

Wang Heng stared at the girl who was fully focused until a familiar voice sounded from a distance:

"Wang Heng?"

He raised his head and saw Lu Qi, and was startled.

"Sister Lu! Why are you here?"

Lu Qi walked up to him and smiled and said, "I asked the police and they said you have finished the transcript. Just so happened that I got off work, so I could come here by taking the subway, which is very convenient."

But the problem is not that the transportation is inconvenient, the problem is why you are here!

Wang Heng's mouth twitched slightly: "Sister Lu is really interested... Thank you, thank you."

Lu Qi gently stroked the short hair in front of her ear: "Are we not friends so polite?"

"Uh, of course," Wang Heng immediately changed directions and guided, "Friends who can discuss code together must be loyal friends."

"Haha, I have become my friends. After you graduate, you don't have to worry about finding a job."

"Sister Lu, I still hope to find a job in the market with my own abilities..."

"I'll talk about what happened four years later. By the way, this female classmate is the friend who took the risk with you?"

Lu Qi finally focused on Pei Ningle, but Pei Ningle did not react at all and still squatted on the ground, writing and painting.

Wang Heng: "Yes, her name is Pei Ningle."

Hearing her name, the girl finally came to her senses and noticed Lu Qi, who was only three steps away.

"Pei Ningle, this is Sister Lu Qi, the person who helped us call the police."

The girl quickly stood up, pinched her pen and book and bowed: "Are you Sister Lu Qi? Thank you, I really, very, very thank you!"

"No need to thank you," Lu Qi narrowed her eyes slightly, "I'll ask, are you Wang Heng's college classmate?"

Pei Ningle touched the back of his head and said embarrassedly: "I didn't go to college, and I just met him yesterday..."

Lu Qi nodded and had already made a secret judgment.

She knew that Wang Heng's programming level was not like a freshman at all. The code she wrote even surprised herself in some details, but after thinking carefully, she would find that the codes were actually very reasonable and efficient. Such boys would definitely have very high requirements for the cognitive level of "friends", just like Lu Qi herself.

Because she was used to the high-speed operation of her thinking when writing code, she was really uninterested in most people who were slow to react and could not keep up with her logic. Therefore, the chance encounter and chat with Wang Heng a few days ago became one of the few conversations that made Lu Qi feel happy since last year.

So Lu Qi was sure that girls like Wang Heng and Pei Ningle would definitely not be able to chat with each other, and at most they could only be friends for two or three days, and it would be impossible for them to have a deeper relationship.

But then, she realized why she subconsciously analyzed the relationship between Wang Heng and Pei Ningle? Are she bored?

Even though Wang Heng knew Lu Qi so well, he didn't expect that the sister's mind had already been circling a few times in just two seconds. He could only observe the expressions of the two girls and found that their emotions seemed to be very calm, which was completely different from the first time they met in the first time.

He still remembered that Lu Qi suddenly went to the rental house where he lived and saw Pei Ningle inside, with a murderous look on his face...

Now, Lu Qi and Pei Ningle's expressions were not abnormal at all, which made Wang Heng finally breathe a sigh of relief. It seems that the so-called "dream" that Han Yixuan encountered should have not happened to them, at least not yet.

Lu Qi suddenly said, "Oh yes, Wang Heng, you really should change your phone. I tell you, if you use a smart phone, it will be much easier to call the police. If you can directly send the GPS positioning to the police, you will be safe last night."

Wang Heng: "That's it..."

Lu Qi continued to advise: "And college students don't spend much money, and your income is not low. So what's the use of putting some money in the bank? Spend it and buy a new phone."

Wang Heng thought for a while and decided to tell the truth: "That money is no longer in the bank. I bought Bitcoin."

Lu Qi was stunned and looked Wang Heng up and down, as if he had known him again.

Then she exclaimed: "I can't tell that you still have such a heavy gambler mentality!"

Wang Heng touched the tip of his nose: "It's okay..."

Lu Qi: "It's okay, then I'll buy you one. Just treat it as an advance payment for the next task."

Wang Heng: "?"
Chapter completed!