There was a "clang" sound, and Qin Luo, who was in a daze, was startled, and then he realized that he had accidentally knocked the cup on the table to the ground.
Looking at the shattered glass quilt, his already uneasy heart beat wildly for a few times at this moment, causing Qin Luo to frown.
I don’t know what happened today, but I always felt an ominous premonition in my heart, as if something bad was going to happen. This made Qin Luo feel uneasy all day long, and he didn’t relax until he got home.
He took a breath. However, he was troubled by another thing.
Bending down and half-kneeling on the ground, Qin Luo picked up the fragments.
It's already past six o'clock now, but...
"hiss."
A stinging pain came from his fingertips. When Qin Luo took a look, he realized that his hand had been cut by fragments.
Seeing the bright red blood flowing out of the fingertips and dripping on the ground, the broken look made people feel heart palpitated.
Throwing the fragments on the spot, Qin Luo sat on the ground a little weakly, turning his head to look at the sky outside the glass window. The already hazy weather made the sky completely dark, and the little lights dotted the night sky. After all, they were not as good as the sun.
The warmth and brilliance.
It's already past six o'clock.
Lowering his head, Qin Luo said silently in his heart.
Qin Luo moved his injured hand, but ignored the blood that was still coming out. Qin Luo was in a daze.
That guy, what happened today? Why haven't you called me yet? Didn't you always call me to ask me to have dinner at five o'clock in the past? But, it's already past six o'clock now.
Qin Luo thought in his heart, remembering his uneasiness all day today, and frowned again.
Did something happen to him? Otherwise, why didn't he call? Should I call and ask? However, if he can't go to dinner with me today because he has something to do, then if he calls now
If I give it to him, he will definitely laugh at me badly again. And if he is tired of eating with me and doesn’t want to see me anymore, then wouldn’t he be asking for boredom by calling me? After all, every time he eats,
He paid for it and had to pick me up and drop me off, but I kept asking him questions.
He must have felt bored, and rested his head on his knees. Qin Luo felt a little uncomfortable.
The blood from his fingers dripped on his trouser legs, leaving a trace of sadness.
"Xiao Luo, are you okay?" Huang Hao, who worked with Qin Luo, had been looking at Qin Luo for a while, and finally couldn't help but walked over and asked.
"What?" Qin Luo turned his head and looked at Huang Hao in confusion.
"I'm asking you what's going on today? You've been out of your mind since you went to work in the morning. Did something happen?" Huang Hao sat next to Qin Luo and asked with concern.
"It's okay, what can happen to me? Haha." Qin Luo was stunned for a moment and said with a naive smile.
"Don't hide it from me, I can see it." Huang Hao raised his chin and motioned Qin Luo to look at the material report on his desk.
Qin Luo looked down and realized that he had picked up the wrong front and back.
Qin Luo, who was still smiling innocently, finally put away his smile and lowered his head in despair.
"What happened? Tell me and see if I can help you." Huang Hao asked.
"Yeah, it's nothing, it's just some personal matters that I can't figure out." Qin Luo said, gently stroking his other hand with a band-aid on it.
"Do you want to tell me?" Huang Hao looked at Qin Luo who was different from before and asked worriedly.
"It's not a big deal." Qin Luo shook his head and said.
"Okay, then you should have figured it out earlier, otherwise it would be really unsettling to see you look so melancholy." Seeing that Qin Luo didn't want to say it, Huang Hao didn't force himself, patted Qin Luo on the shoulder and stood up to leave.
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"Yeah." Qin Luo nodded a little slowly.
At the end of last night, Lu Lin still didn't call Qin Luo, and Qin Luo couldn't make up his mind, so he didn't call him. The restless night made Qin Luo feel very bad today.
The appearance of Lu Lin popping up from time to time made Qin Luo even more distracted.
Maybe I should call him. No matter what the reason is, even if he laughs at me, it is better than being here and thinking uneasily.
Qin Luo thought for a while and finally made up his mind to call Lu Lin.
Opening the call history on his phone, Qin Luo was surprised to find that most of the calls he received during this period were from Lu Lin, at least once a day.
For some reason, Qin Luo's heartbeat suddenly accelerated and his face turned slightly red.
After swallowing his saliva, Qin Luo dialed Lu Lin's number with some anxiety.
What should I tell him if he gets through?
Good morning, have you gotten up?
No, this seems to be a bit too familiar.
Hey, what did you do yesterday? I haven't asked my question yet.
No, it seems too domineering.
By the way, I said I wanted to treat him to dinner last time, but I haven't done so yet. Why don't I treat him today, so I have a reason to call him.
Qin Luo suddenly thought of this matter. After thinking about it, he felt that the reason was very good. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. But,,,"I'm sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off. Please call again later..."
The mechanical female voice blocked all Qin Luo's excuses in his throat.
Qin Luo's mouth, which was so happy because he thought of a good excuse to call Lu Lin, seemed a little broken at this moment.
Shut down?
Has he turned off his phone? Is he still asleep? Or is his phone out of battery?
Qin Luo was in a daze again, and he couldn't bury the loss in his heart.
Me, what happened?
"Wow, big news. Yesterday afternoon, a Mercedes-Benz luxury car suddenly exploded outside a flower shop on East Street No. 7." At this time, a colleague suddenly spoke loudly, holding this piece of paper in his hand.
newspaper.
"Are there any casualties?" Huang Hao walked over and asked.
"It said that only one passerby was slightly injured, nothing serious. The car owner was not in the car at the time, so he was not injured." The colleague replied while looking at the newspaper.
"That man was quite lucky, but it was a pity that the luxury car, by the way, did you say why it exploded?" Huang Hao nodded and said.
"I don't know, I said we need further investigation," the colleague replied.
"Crack" a document fell to the ground. Huang Hao and the colleague both turned their heads and looked. It was Qin Luo who accidentally dropped the document.
"Xiao Luo, are you okay?" Huang Hao asked.
"Uh, it's okay." Qin Luo quickly bent down to pick up the document, but his hand couldn't stop trembling.
That guy doesn't seem to have a Mercedes-Benz car...
Qin Luo tried hard to recall the cars Qin Luo had driven, but there was no Mercedes-Benz in them. That means it wasn't him. After all, he already had so many cars, and there couldn't be any other cars. Otherwise, it would really be wrong.
It's too much, it's outrageous, hehe, hehe.
Qin Luo smiled, but he didn't know that his smile was so uneasy.