After a while, Lin Hao sighed and said in a very low voice, "Come here, I need you very much now."
"kindness."
Qingwu hung up the phone, and Lao Zhang had already parked the car on the curve in front of the villa.
Before leaving the house, Qingwu saw Mrs. Wu taking a large cloth bag from the locker next to the shoe cabinet, and asked her out of curiosity, "What are you doing with such a big bag?"
Sister-in-law Wu rolled her eyes and said, "I don't want to be like yesterday, with Lao Zhang and I waiting like nothing in the little den where your three friends can walk back and forth, listening to you say bad things about the young master!"
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"Although the room is a bit small, it's impossible to walk from one end of the wall to the other in three steps." At the end, he turned around and smiled gracefully, "Baby likes to eat fruits very much lately. Sister-in-law Wu, buy more. I'll call you at worst."
Zhang is carrying a bag."
The community where Lin Xing lived was behind another community. The location was a bit remote and it was difficult for vehicles to get in. Qing Wu asked Lao Zhang to park the car by the roadside, then got out of the car and walked into the community alone.
Lao Zhang was about to get out of the car, but Sister-in-law Wu stopped him and shook off the big bag in his hand, "Go to the supermarket, I will be responsible for the shopping, and you will be responsible for carrying the things."
"But why don't you follow the young mistress? The young master has told me."
"No need, it's just in front of her friend's house." Sister-in-law Wu looked at Qingwu's brisk back. What she didn't know was that before Qingwu walked to the unit where Lin Wei lived, she received a call from a stranger.
Number.
The number displayed on the phone screen belonged to the capital of a neighboring province. Qingwu hesitated, but the ringing was relentless and showed no intention of stopping. This ruled out the possibility of a wrong call.
She answered the call and raised her foot to take a step forward. However, the urgent young male voice on the phone stopped her in her tracks.
"Representative, I am Ling Sicong. I once interned in Jiayu, your execution department, for a period of time."
Ling Sicong finished speaking in one breath, annoyed that this was not the self-introduction he had rehearsed thousands of times in advance, but there was nothing he could do about it. As soon as the call was connected, he became so nervous that he could not even breathe smoothly. At this moment, he stood in the morning breeze
On the clear street, covered with dust and cyan
His stubble covered his decadent jaw, but his pale face showed his youth. He was dirty and messy, but it could not hide his innate nobility. It was the peak period of school, so there were many female students passing by.
Everyone is looking at him.
"Lin Sicong?"
Qingwu was a little confused, and the clean and elegant male voice that came to her ears sounded familiar.
She quickly recalled that she saved her life on the mountain road and later happened to come to Jiayu for an internship. What was even more fateful was that she was assigned to the execution department where she worked. This big boy named Lin Sicong struck her as quiet and well-behaved, sunny and good-tempered.
She was very kind and always worked quietly with her head down. Unfortunately, she stopped going to the company since she became pregnant, and she didn't even know when her savior left.
Thinking of this, my mood suddenly brightened, "Haha, I remembered, Xiao Lin, my savior! What can you do with me?"
Ling Sicong was immersed in her gentle voice, as warm as the wind and as cool as the morning dew. He performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation and took a few deep breaths, and most of the sweat in his hands dissipated.
"Representative, I'm sorry to make such a presumption and ask for your personal number, and I'm even more sorry to bother you so early in the morning. But I do have something very urgent and I need to see you... is that okay?"
"sure."
Qingwu agreed quickly. She felt that there was no need to think about it. Since Xiao Lin said that traces were very important, as someone who had been rescued by him and had been his boss for several days, she had no obligation to attend the appointment.
"Really? That's great, haha."
"As for the location..." Qingwu turned sideways, saw the cafe across the street, and reported the address.
"Thanks!"
"It's easy. I have a friend who lives nearby. She has been in a bad mood recently, so I happened to come over to visit her." Listening to the boy's excited voice, Qingqing burst into laughter, thinking that he is such a simple-minded young man.
people.
After hanging up the phone, she looked up at the sixth floor of the second unit. The curtains were tightly closed. Qingwu thought about it and felt that Lin Sicong's matter shouldn't delay her much, so she didn't call Lin Zi to report. She turned around and walked towards the coffee shop.
go.
She didn't know that just this small act, as light as a hair, as ordinary as a hair, had already destined her and Lin Xian to spend the rest of their lives as long and mottled, hard and estranged as a rift valley.
Just like when you want to go to a coffee shop, you have to pass through an intersection. Usually people cross it in one step, and who would pay attention to the fact that they are passing through an intersection under their feet.
What Qing Wu didn't know was that she was already behind bars.
Just like Ling Yansen who stepped into the first class cabin from the boarding gate, he didn't know why his right eyelid kept bouncing.
I stayed up all night last night. I don't know whether it was because she was not lying in my arms, or because Lin Wencai spent most of the night asking all the people in charge of the psychological counseling agency before asking for the information about Sicong's psychiatrist.
He sat on the terrace for a long time holding the document with the word "Lin Cun" written in big letters on the title page. It wasn't until midnight came and the night wind was cold that he put down the empty red wine bottle and stood up.
Staggering, he looked down and counted the empty wine bottles neatly arranged. There were three in total.
In the middle of the room, Lin Wencai stood like a sculpture, with a slightly worried look on his face, "President, do you need me to call the front desk and ask the front desk to send you some hangover medicine?"
Ling Yansen had no expression on his face. He dusted off the information in his hand and then flicked it, causing the paper to fly and fall on the luxurious carpet.
He waved his hands, the smell of alcohol rising, but his bad mood did not paralyze him at all.
Lin Wencai retreated to the door and said, "We still have to rush early tomorrow. President, please rest early."
The door was closed, and the room was silent. Ling Yansen stared at a pair of eyes that were darker than the night outside the window. His eyes were filled with mist and deep sadness. He paced back and forth and couldn't help laughing wildly.
It's really interesting. Sicong's psychiatrist turned out to be Lin Wei and Duan Qingwu. Please tell me how to stop thinking wrongly?
Nightmare all night long, in which the bloody heads of his eldest brother and his father were overlapping and hanging above his head. They were grinning and looking ferocious. They kept laughing, taunting him, and laughing at him. Why would they be so stupid as to think they were single?
By having a child with Duan Qingwu, can the feud between the Ling and Duan families be resolved? Can it offset the harm that old fox Duan Fei has inflicted on everyone in the Ling family? They asked him fiercely why he hadn't taken revenge yet! The eldest brother said he was in hell.
It was very hard to stay there, and it was too unjust when he died. After his death, he was riddled with resentment and could not escape. His father said that he could not find a bone that was knocked away by Duan Fei, and he could not put together a complete body, so he would not die in peace!
And he knelt in front of them from beginning to end, crying and apologizing, saying I'm sorry, he was wrong, he was delusional...