The alarm sound of his mobile phone woke Jiang Yan up. He reached out to the bedside to find his mobile phone in a daze. Only then did Jiang Yan remember that he was not sleeping on the bed at all. He touched the mobile phone on the desk and forced himself to open his eyes.
I found that the missed calls and text messages have filled the entire screen prompt box.
The time was ten o'clock in the morning. There was no movement in the office. It seemed that Iron Arm was still waiting for him to go to the hotel for his shift. Jiang Yan rubbed his sore eyes and began to reply to the message.
There are messages from Hank and his teammates. Most of them are worried about whether something happened to them after yesterday's random mission. Everyone has tacitly used non-Black Steel channels to send messages. It seems that they should know that there is no official information about this mission.
Registering is not like letting Jiang Yan leave a record of illegal operations.
There is also a text message from Hodel. "Hong and we are still continuing the investigation in Longmen. We think it is better to share the information collection and investigation results. We should find time to question the ninja. Of course, if you don't want to, you can postpone it a little longer."
fine."
Iron Arm's text message was much simpler, "I'm still on duty at the hotel. If you feel you don't want to come, I can cover it for you for a few days and have a good rest."
...and Shen Mo’s text message.
Twelve o'clock. "Will you come back tonight? Let me know so I can lock the door."
Two o'clock. "I didn't lock the door. Remember to close the door when you come back."
Seven o'clock in the morning. "How is work going? If you see anything, please contact me."
7:02. "The food left last night is still in the refrigerator. Just soak the bowls in the sink after eating."
Jiang Yan read all the text messages in silence, maintaining his posture without moving. He didn't know what to do, and he didn't know what expression to show. If he could see the mirror, Jiang Yan was sure that he would
He hates the person in the mirror extremely, even if it is himself.
This is what he hates now.
"...What on earth am I doing..."
After drinking all night long, Jiang Yan remembered that he seemed to have just drank a bottle of wine in the end. As for whether he drank it all... Looking at the empty bottle at his feet, the answer was self-evident. The only thing he was thankful for was that he was still standing in the end.
Yaqi left without causing any trouble. But it was also very rude. He was still drunk there after all.
I don’t remember much about what happened on the way. Hodel probably dragged me here. Did I say anything? I hope I didn’t say anything I shouldn’t have said. It’s not that Jiang Yan has never been hungover, but that’s
It happened when I was on Earth. This is the first time I have experienced pain caused by alcohol since I came to Terra.
But the situation is no different. Although he pretends to be calm, he is still weak and panicked when encountering things that are beyond his control. When the storm is over, he numbs himself in an inappropriate way, and then leaves a lot of mess for the people around him.
Let them worry about themselves.
He is still a dead child who has not grown up.
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Tie Zhi in front of the guest room was looking at his old tin cigarette box in a daze. This object was already an "old friend" to him. If he wanted to calculate it in detail, he really couldn't calculate how long it had been with him.
Just like what he told Jiang Yan, he would only smoke the cigarettes in this cigarette box after the mission was over, and usually only put one in it. After the end of yesterday, the situation was a bit confusing, and he didn't even think of smoking for a while.
Thinking about it now, whether or not to smoke this cigarette has become a question. Logically speaking, yesterday's task has been completed, but a certain unpleasant feeling in his heart made him not want to open the cigarette box. Just as he was struggling, footsteps sounded.
He looked up and saw Jiang Yan appearing at the other end of the corridor. He was stunned for a moment, got up and walked towards him.
"coming?"
"Um."
Seeing Jiang Shao's indifferent attitude, Iron Arm became more and more worried. Jiang Shao sometimes likes excitement and grandeur, but he is definitely not that kind of person. He would be happy with that kind of atmosphere. It's just that he thinks it should be like that at that time. Facts
Shangjiang is a very casual person. He doesn't like to take care of his hair and face. He just wants to keep himself fresh. When it comes to dressing, he prefers football shorts and old shirts. If he doesn't have to work, he can wear whatever is comfortable for him.
Jiang Yan didn't care too much about his appearance.
But... I really didn't care too much today.
His hair was just touched with his hands. Some of the long hair looked untidy, and a few of them even had stubble on their faces. "Well, I remember I told you that it would be fine if I could cover for you for a few days.
Yes, you can go and take a rest."
"After all, it's work. I can't keep causing you trouble." Jiang Yan replied, looking very calm. "I'm here to take over. You can go and have a rest." With that, Jiang Yan was about to knock on the iron-eating beast's room.
Tie Arm couldn't help but reach out to hold Jiang Yan. When he turned around and looked at those bloodshot eyes, Tie Arm didn't know what to say.
"...Are you okay?" the strong man asked, "Don't force yourself."
"……I am fine."
After knocking on the door and getting a response, Jiang Yan opened the door with his room card. He didn't give Tiejian a chance to ask further questions and just closed the door. It looked no different from usual.