When I opened my eyes, it was already broad daylight, and there was no one around me. When I looked at the time, it was almost noon, and my biological clock was completely out of whack. I sat up and found that my buttocks no longer hurt.
Ignoring the throbbing in my heart, I got up and looked for my phone. Today is not the weekend. If I don't ask for leave, I will be absent from work. My instructor was already dissatisfied with me last night, and this time it will probably be worse.
But after searching all over, I couldn't find my phone. It wasn't in my pocket or bag, which was strange. I thought carefully about the last time I used my phone. It seemed that I didn't make a call all day yesterday. I was in the bathroom.
When I found the remains of my mobile phone in the trash can, I really couldn’t laugh or cry.
Why did this mobile phone make him unhappy? As for the damage to this extent, and the destruction of the body and the traces... it is not clean. He deliberately left the "body" for me to see, otherwise he would have just thrown it downstairs.
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This man's words and deeds became increasingly difficult to understand. I picked up the remains of the phone and tried to install it. The damage was quite complete, and the screen on the outer shell was shattered. It was obvious that I had to buy a new one. I had to take out the card and put it in my pocket, and try again later.
Going to buy a new one.
When I rushed to the research institute, I found that the door was closed, and no one was there. I couldn't find anyone to ask. Because I am usually lazy and don't like to remember mobile phone numbers, so I kept the one in my mind.
There is no contact information. In this case, I can only run to the business office without stopping.
After inserting the card into the new phone and turning it on, I was immediately furious. All my contacts were wiped out, leaving only the name Xu Ziyang! What was he going to do? I could only suppress my anger and ask the staff in the business office to help.
Check the recent communication records of this number.
Soon, a long list of orders came out. After browsing through it, I was surprised to find that there were actually more than a dozen calls to me this morning. Among them, one number accounted for the majority, and the other two numbers were also called separately.
Several times, I called back the number, and the other end only rang twice before I was picked up.
"Hey, Xuanzhu, are you finally willing to answer my call?"
It's...Xu Zijie.
What I should have thought was that he would definitely come to see me afterward. He was the one who made the most phone calls in the morning.
"Xuanzhu, let's talk, okay? I'll tell you everything that happened at that time." His voice sounded a little uneasy, as if he was afraid of my rejection, but it was not like he made things difficult for me at Xie Ya's wedding.
The hero is missing.
I hesitated, "Wait until I make a call and then make an appointment to talk, okay?" What's coming is inevitable. Even if I can't avoid meeting now, Xu Zijie will definitely come to visit me. And I also want to know about Shui Yun back then.
How did the one and only Xuan love become "character split", and what else I don't know or missed.
When Xu Zijie heard my approval, he repeatedly said yes and would call me later.
After hanging up, I felt infinitely melancholy. I then shook away the complicated thoughts in my mind and called back to the other two numbers on the list. The first call was from Xie Ya. She called to ask how I was injured. I should know from the meaning of her words.
Xu Ziyang and I were together again. The other message was from my senior brother Qin Chen. It turned out that he was here to inform me that my tutor announced the internship today, and all the classmates went to the construction site. Then my absence made the tutor look angry.
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Secretly sticking out my tongue, these few times in a row have probably wiped out all the good impression my instructor had on me. I'm afraid my life in the research institute will not be easy in the future. But I still have to deal with the things in front of me. I told Qin Chen that I will be there soon.
I hurriedly hung up the phone, took a taxi, and headed to the internship site.
When I arrived at the construction site and saw the man who slept with me last night in the crowd, I actually had the urge to roll my eyes to the sky. Xu Ziyang's eyes glanced towards me, and the noon sun hit his back.
, handsome, handsome, these beautiful words naturally flashed into my mind.
This man, no matter where he is, will become the center of attention, because he has a certain temperament that will attract everyone's attention.
Looking away, I saw the instructor standing side by side with him, and Ding Lan standing on his left. They seemed to be holding a drawing in their hands and pointing at the buildings on the project. I had known that he attached great importance to this municipal project.
, so his appearance here is nothing new. Looking up at the overpass that is beginning to take shape, even if it is just a prototype, it is already majestic.
It is much more grand than the stepped overpass on Nanjing Road in Shanghai. There are not only up and down flow elevators built at both ends of the bridge, but also an airborne mode. It is said that it is to take care of the disabled. This idea was proposed by Xu Ziyang, who combined technology with
Ideas and popularization are combined.
However, I still want to shake my head and sigh. On the drawings, it may only be a little ink and pen, but in practice it is a waste of people and money. It requires more labor to build this overpass and more financial support. Zeng privately said
According to the budget, the cost of this bridge alone from design to completion is at least five fingers.
What these five fingers represent is not fifty thousand or five hundred thousand, but five million. This is still a preliminary estimate, but it is actually far beyond the scope of my estimate. Therefore, I don’t think this overpass is very practical.
However, because it is a municipal project and can be regarded as a face-saving project, everyone praised it unanimously. Naturally, I, an unknown person, could only stand aside and watch from a distance.
Qin Chen spotted me with sharp eyes and immediately strode towards me, "Yu Qian, what happened to your phone call this morning? I called several times but no one answered, and then the phone was turned off." He glanced at the instructor.
Finally, he lowered his voice and said: "You can explain the reason to the instructor later. The instructor looked very ugly when he saw that you didn't arrive this morning."
I nodded. The instructor's anger was mainly due to the accumulation of last night, and he preconceived that I intended to frame Ding Lan. In fact, I could see that Qin Chen's eyes were not depressed. He also believed Ding Lan's words last night, but
Today, he still chose to inform me of the news as soon as possible, and he also gave me careful attention at this time. For this, I am very grateful.
Because the construction site was piled with construction materials, we could only walk towards the crowd through the gaps. We inevitably had to pass by the stage with a corner frame. I turned my head and looked up. Several workers
Steel pipes are being passed on, and now buildings will have steel frame structures at the base to achieve stability.
The direct sunlight dazzled my eyes. After I blinked, a white light flashed before my eyes, and something fell straight from above. My mind suddenly reacted, and my body had already rushed forward, hitting Qin Chen's generous back.
On the way up, he didn't expect me to make a sudden move, so he took two steps forward and knelt down on the ground. At the same time, my head was hit by a heavy object, and then there was a "clang" sound as I landed.
The pain didn't come right away, but something dripped down my forehead, and then my eyes were fascinated. My vision turned scarlet, and I saw Qin Chen's shocked and distorted face.
The severe pain began to invade the brain.
"Yu Qian!" Several exclamations came to my ears, and I couldn't tell whose voice it was for a moment.
I used one hand to support the ground slightly, raised the other hand and wiped it on my face. I lowered my eyes and saw that the wet and bright red stain in my hand turned out to be blood... I was hit in the head by that damn steel pipe, and I was hit on the spot.
It’s broken!
Originally, the position where the steel pipe fell was right on top of Qin Chen's head, but when I raised my head slightly and looked at it against the light, the steel pipe was dazzled by the bright white light, and even my brain was amused, and I reflexively jumped forward.
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I, Yu Qian, have always been mediocre since I was a child, without much ambition. I rarely fight hard and bravely, but today, I became a hero. But other people are heroes saving beauties, but I am the opposite.
If you claim to be a beauty, you are the beauty saving the hero.
Because that person is senior brother Qin Chen, I don't regret it at all. These days, there are not many opportunities to act bravely for justice. It is rare for me to show my good character, and I still selectively target the friends I have made.
Qin Chen seemed to be frightened. He sat on the ground and stared at me. I wanted to give him a reassuring smile. Apart from a broken head and bleeding, I was actually fine. But before I could smile, my consciousness became groggy, and I felt hazy.
Someone picked me up, and there was a lot of noise in my ears. I couldn't hear what was being said. I only felt that the breath that penetrated my nose was very nice and reassuring, so I passed out with relief.
I had a dream. The dream was not a random fabrication, but a past event that left a deep impression on me in my childhood. It was like a small movie, filtering and replaying scenes.
For example, when I first learned to ride a bicycle, I accidentally fell down and directly scratched the skin on my ankle, which was bloody.
For another example, when I was a child, my family was in a bad situation. My father and mother had not divorced at that time. My father brought back some asphalt from somewhere, which is the kind of asphalt that is used to pave roads now. He put it in a big pot and re-fired it. But I was not helping.
What happened was that he accidentally used a branch to pry up the liquid with a temperature of over 200 degrees, and then sprinkled it all over his face... After seeking medical treatment, there was no scar on his face, but a shallow scar was left between his eyebrows, which he later joked about.
birthmark.
I found that both incidents were related to injuries. The former one saw blood, and the latter one almost caused disfigurement and eye damage, so the impression was so profound that I can still remember the details no matter how long I remember them.
The subsequent dreams are a bit confusing. Some are funny, such as learning to ride a mountain bike on a whim, but when riding a bicycle to school the next day, he fell directly into a field. Some are dumbfounding, such as going to the school library to borrow books and leaving his schoolbag in front of the door.
On the table, when I came out, even my bag and books had been stolen.
I don’t know why these trivial things flashed into my mind one by one, but I didn’t feel bad. Those things happened in my childhood and adolescence, and even though they were painful, they were still good memories. As for the years of adolescence, I was never rebellious.
For me, it was bitter, because my father and mother divorced, and the once harmonious family eventually fell apart. Later, I became a legend and suffered such a disaster.
