Long Chuhan drove Mingke back to school. After learning that she was not prepared and had no time to go to the canteen for breakfast, he stopped on the way and bought her a breakfast.
Although safety is the first, he still drives faster today than yesterday. So when the car stops at the gate of the school, there are at least ten minutes left for class.
But Mingke was still very anxious. He pushed the door open and strode down: "I'll go first, brother. I'll call you later."
"Cocoa." When she closed the door, long Chuhan looked at her for at least two or three seconds. When she was in a hurry, he said in a soft voice: "my headache will not attack from time to time. It's regular. It's already happened this month, and there won't be any more problems in the next month. In the future, I don't have to go to the apartment to accompany me. I don't have to keep the door open at night and pay attention to my movements all the time. I'm not as weak as you think. "
Mingke blinked, blinked, looked at him again, then pursed his lower lip and complained: "then why didn't you say it earlier, which made me sleep so hard last night."
After taking a deep breath and slowly spitting out, she said with a smile: "it's OK. Anyway, we must find a way to cure the disease first. We'll find a way later I won't tell you. I'm going to class. I'll call you later. Bye. "
The door slammed shut. Looking at her, she turned and went to the door. Long Chuhan was still sitting there, looking at the far away figure through the window.
Even if the car in the back honked impatiently, he didn't care.
Until the figure disappeared from sight, he started the car again and drove slowly forward.
It was not until long Chuhan's car drove into the main road and left without a trace. He was still standing in the lobby of the teaching building, looking through the glass door. Mingke took back his eyes and bought a heavy step to the classroom.
Life will not always be as simple as playing chess. It's impossible to just win or lose. But she doesn't know what she can do except to win.
She couldn't solve his code at all. No matter how many ways she tried, even after such a long time, she had no clue.
But that night, she clearly and easily unlocked his notebook.
That blue has long been targeted by the special administrator. In this case, how can the smart behind the scenes boss of flying eagle allow him to survive, so that the special administrator can touch his clue and find other people step by step?
Getting rid of LAN is his initial plan. He is the invisible promoter of this plan
She just doesn't know, what's the relationship between him and the boss of flying eagle? Feiying village has a long history. He is definitely not a young man who has been at the helm for so many years. What is his status in Feiying?
Deliberately let her know that he is a flying eagle, and for what?
She's just a girl who is so ordinary that she can't be any more ordinary. Just to deal with the northern night?
Is that what he meant? Or the order of the mysterious boss of flying eagle? Brother, do you have no choice but to use her, or are you just taking the initiative?
Looking at the blurred figure reflected by the transparent glass door, Mingke pulled his lips and laughed weakly.
No matter what the relationship between them and Beiming night is, as long as they believe that she is the woman of Beiming night, they will use all kinds of methods and means to deal with Beiming night.
She is such a useless and troublesome woman on the stall. In the end, is it the disaster of that man's life? But she But I don't want to live like this anymore.
"Coco, what are you doing here? It's time for class In meditation, Xiao Xiang, who didn't know when to come behind her, suddenly reached out and knocked on her shoulder.
Mingke was startled. She looked back and said, "people are frightening, frightening to death, villain!"
The whole day was very busy. After class in the morning, I rushed to the film and television city immediately, and then I was busy in the film and television city all day.
Because there was a little accident in the shooting in the afternoon, a little girl twisted her foot and sent her to the hospital to redistribute her staff, which wasted a lot of time. Therefore, the shooting was not completed until sunset.
Mingke didn't go back by bus with us. Instead, he got off the bus at a certain station on the road and went to the supermarket to buy things before rushing back to school.
Yang Xue was a little uncomfortable tonight. Xiao Xiang went back to the place where she lives early to visit. When she came back to the dormitory, the whole dormitory was only Mingke by herself.
There is no shortage of anything in the dormitory. We put all the things we bought into the pot. After 30 minutes, we simmer slowly. After that, Mingke has time to take a bath and have a cold dinner.
Finally, I sat down at the table to take a breath, but the phone rang at this time.
Call from Beiming night
Mingke turns on the computer and answers the phone: "what's the matter?"
"Accompany me back to work tonight." The voice of Beiming night came from the phone.Name can be a bit dumb, presumably, this guy knows where she spent last night, but, who would like to listen to him?
"I'm going to see my brother tonight." "My brother" the two words deliberately special force to say out, her heart suddenly flashed something, long finger in the mouse click, enter the password login network number.
"You have been there last night. Isn't it enough to spend a night with you?" Sure enough, the president of Beiming almost couldn't help being furious.
Obviously, I'm trying my best to suppress my anger. Since I'm so angry, why should I bear it?
Mingke's lips were slightly raised. After seeing the message from Yiye Qingzhou, he seemed to be absent-minded and slowly said, "what do you want to do with your company? If there are other women in my family, they have to go back to the company instead of me? What is this? "Cheating?"
There was a moment of silence over there. Mingke just took advantage of this time to read the message of Yiye Qingzhou: maybe your friend read it wrong. Don't worry, it will be OK.
She pursed her lower lip, crackled and typed a few lines in the dialog box: she's ok now, but the man my friend likes, he really joined the evil organization, I don't know what to do.
"What are you doing?" There was another unhappy voice in the northern night, and even a little bit of complaining.
"Talk to people." Mingke's eyes twinkled with a little light. After silence, he continued: "a very good friend, although I haven't met him, always gives me a warm feeling. It seems that as long as he is around, I can feel at ease."
"Which friend?" That voice, already can't use gnash teeth to describe.
With a smile, the woman pretended to be calm and said, "I don't know his real name, only his online name is A light boat. "