Jing ran off the overpass in one breath, stood on the side of the road and hailed a taxi. He jumped up in a panic. His whole body suddenly collapsed, and his hands and feet lost all strength.
When Jing Haohao returned home, her heartbeat was still beating very fast. She sat on the sofa and froze for a long time before she got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When she came out, it was already dark outside the window. Jinghao Hao had no appetite, so she climbed up directly
He got out of bed, hugged the quilt, and curled up into a small ball, as if this could make him feel more secure.
Jing Haohao lay on the bed for a long time, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. Time ticked by to eleven o'clock at night, and Jing Haohao changed his posture.
After he broke up with her, she often had insomnia like this, and now she was used to it, so she would just stare at the wall in a daze with her eyes open.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly her cell phone rang.
Since she ended her relationship with him, she rarely received phone calls at night. Jing Haohao thought she was hallucinating. She was stunned for a while to make sure her phone really rang again. Then she reached out and picked up the phone and saw that it was Liangchen.
Jing Haohao's phone number, Jing Haohao was stunned for a moment before he answered it. Hearing the unscrupulous voice coming from inside, Jing Haohao opened his mouth and said, "Hello?"
There was still no voice coming from Liangchen. Through the phone, Jing Haohao faintly heard some confusion on the other end of the phone, mixed with lyrical singing. She continued to say "hello" and asked: "Liangchen?"
Still no one answered, but she heard the sound of vomiting through the phone, like a good time.
Jing Haohao's heart suddenly rose. She was about to speak and ask Liangchen what happened, but the call was hung up at that point.
Jinghao listened to the beeping sound on the phone, held it for a while, and then lay back on the bed. He always felt that something was wrong in his heart. He tossed and turned for a while, and finally couldn't help but pick up his phone.
I took my cell phone and made a call to Liangchen.
The phone rang several times before someone answered it.
Jing Haohao said: "Liangchen, you just called me, what's the matter?"
"Are you Miss Jinghaohao?" On the other end of the phone, this time it was an unfamiliar voice.
Jinghao Hao subconsciously glanced at the phone screen to make sure he was dialing Liangchen's phone number, and then cautiously asked: "Excuse me, who are you?"
"I am the manager of Golden Years. Mr. Liangchen drank too much here. If you are a friend of Mr. Liang, can you come here and take care of him now?"
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Jing Hao hung up the phone, picked up his clothes without any hesitation, dressed neatly, and then hurried downstairs with his wallet and mobile phone.
It was late at night and the Spring Festival was approaching, so it was extremely difficult to get a taxi.
The snow had stopped, but the temperature had become extremely low. When Jinghao was standing on the roadside and it was about to freeze, he finally saw an empty car.
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The manager of "Golden Years" had just told Jinghao the box number. Jinghao got out of the taxi, paid for the car, walked into the lobby, asked the waiter directly, pointed to the direction of the waiter, and hurried away.
go.
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Jing Haohao opened the door of the box and saw dim lights, shocking music and the pungent smell of smoke inside.