"When you usually chat, you reveal enough information."
Ye Qing finished the entire box of chicken wings, and Ai Liang just started to nibble on the third one.
"When we chat in normal times... I don't seem to have mentioned my location or personal identity information, right?"
Ye Qing's tone was slightly hesitant. There were tens of thousands of chat records between the two of them in the past five years, and she was not sure if she had let something slip one day.
But regarding personal information, Ye Qing would never say it out casually.
"To determine your identity, you don't necessarily need a specific store name."
Ai Liang put down his chopsticks and started singing.
"The layout of the supermarket you complained about, the number of bus stops you took to and from get off work, the time it takes for the supermarket to handle expired food and quick-frozen meat, and your attitude towards other supermarket staff, these can all be used as clues."
"Of course I can't guess it without meeting you, but if I have been to your supermarket, you will be more or less familiar with it."
"Even if this is the case, it can't be blamed on me. I was twelve years old when I started working part-time in a supermarket four years ago!"
Ye Qing can understand what I said before, but generally speaking, shouldn't we be suspicious of other staff in the supermarket?
For example, how could Zhu Lan, Sister Li, etc. doubt themselves?
Especially when the two met again downstairs, Ye Qing once said that she was an orphan. Would an orphan in his early ten years chat on his mobile phone all day long?
"I did not think of you as Xia Zhi at first, but when you were buying things from me, your interactions with other staff members were too similar to Xia Zhi's personality."
"Because of this? Shouldn't I be regarded as a student who comes to work part-time 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 your hat made me sure that you are an old employee here."
"The only people in the supermarket who wear the same white-topped and red-brimmed peaked hat as you are your uncles, aunts and the cashier at the front desk who you call Sister Li.
Judging from the proficiency of their work, these people are obviously old employees.
And when I went to the supermarket for the first time yesterday to buy something, the front desk clerk who was using the cash register was not very skilled and was wearing a pure white peaked cap. The hat should be used to distinguish old employees from part-time workers."
"So you should have been working in a supermarket for a while, and your attitude when communicating with other people seems to be very familiar. These two points combined are the main reason why I suspect that you are Xia Zhi."
After finishing the explanation, Ai Liang continued to immerse himself in the rice and slowly tasted the honey chicken wings in the bowl.
Ye Qing, on the other hand, was dumbfounded.
From this moment on, she had the most simple and intuitive understanding of the so-called genius who can read and write at the age of one.
Ye Qing was dumbfounded and said blankly: "I must have told you this two or three years ago. Do you still remember it now?"
"My memory is just better." Ai Liang said modestly.
"Since you recognize it, why don't you just say it directly?"
Ye Qing said angrily.
"Have you not been wary of my identity since I invited guests to dinner? I'm worried that if I tell you directly, you will treat me as a stalker."
Ai Liang looked at Ye Qing, who was raising an army to accuse him, and turned back with a calm expression.
Only then did Ye Qing realize that since Ai Liang could even notice these details, could he also notice his own vigilance?
Thinking of this, Ye Qing felt a little embarrassed, and she began to explain hesitantly: "Well... well... you see, Qianhua City is so chaotic, it's natural to be more vigilant..."
"Girls should be more careful when going out. After all, I look so cute...hehe☆"
Ye Qing slapped her forehead with her right hand, blinked, and stuck out her tongue, trying to be cute and pass the test.
Ai Liang nodded slightly, then looked at her quietly.
The two looked at each other like this for thirty seconds.
"I know I'm cute, but if you keep staring like this, I'll be embarrassed."
Ye Qing smiled slyly and chose to change the topic.
"Speaking of which, Ah Liang, your online name is really antique. You just use part of your own name."
Ah 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 were classmates of the same age.
Therefore, Ye Qing did not feel uncomfortable when getting along with Ai Liang.
Even if Ai Liang is called by his first name now, neither party feels any sense of disobedience.
"Just pick it up, I rarely use chat software."
Ai Liang picked up the chopsticks again and nibbled on the warm chicken wings.
"Actually, at first I thought you were a college student in his twenties, or an uncle in his thirties."
Now that everyone has identified themselves to each other.
Ye Qing stopped hiding and started to recall the conversation between the two on the chat software.
"After all, the way you choose words and sentences when you speak is so mature that you don't look like a teenage student at all."
Ai Liang said without raising his head: "Absolutely. In my initial reasoning, you are also a single elder sister or an unmarried aunt between the ages of twenty-five and thirty."
Ye Qing pretended to be dissatisfied and said: "It's very hurtful for you to speak like this. I am obviously a beautiful girl of sixteen years old."
Ai Liang finished chewing the last chicken wing and put down her chopsticks: "Who would have thought that a sixteen-year-old beautiful girl would actually think about food, rice, oil, salt, electricity bills, and rent every day."
"That's true."
Ye Qing touched her chin with one hand as if thinking: "Who asked me to live alone... So it's the same for you? I remember you also cook by yourself!"
But while talking, Ye Qing seemed to think of something funny, and laughed out loud for no reason.
"Your reasoning is correct. In fact, I am imitating the tone of our supermarket owner when chatting with you. By the way, she is twenty-eight years old this year."
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"Ah sneeze!"
Zhu Lan, who was far away in the apartment, sneezed inexplicably. She rubbed her nose and said to herself: "Is the air conditioner turned on too low?"
As he spoke, Zhu Lan pressed the 26-degree button on the environment, then turned over and changed his position to sit on the sofa and catch up on the show.
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On the balcony, Ai Liang and Ye Qing chatted about trivial matters in life like old friends who have known each other for many years in real life.
Ye Qing gave the lecture, while Ai Liang listened, occasionally interjecting.
However, this time the two of them were chatting directly face to face. Without the electronic barrier 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 sense of warmth that he hadn't seen in a long time.
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 will not look at her life differently.
Ai Liang felt very relaxed and comfortable when getting along with Ye Qing.
Coming to Qianhua Market is indeed a good choice.
This was the first time in the past few days that Ai Liang had the thought that life in Qianhua City might not be so bad.
But it didn't take long for Ai Liang to dismiss this idea as fart.