C1325

Lu Yiyao has a deep eyebrow and bright eyes.

It's really hard to translate the stuck paragraph. Some characters have never appeared in the previous study.

He had only one character, one character at a time, and he repeated his interpretation. It took an hour to finish the translation.

Get up and go to the window.

Out of the window, the night is up and down. The clear halo of street lights reflected on the quiet surface of Yunxi lake, like scattered starlight.

The dark color at the bottom of his eyes is getting deeper and deeper. His dark eyes are covered with bright red blood. When you look at them, you can see that he is very tired at this time.

He Shen felt a little anxious when he saw that he had finished translating. The action of the hand is fast and slow, the sound of tapping the keyboard is strong and weak for a while, and even disappeared for a short time.

As time went by, he could not help being impetuous. The brow is deep lock, the stern face is tight, and the blue veins on the forehead float faintly. Temple a sudden a sudden jump out, some pain.

Ding Mo is still standing straight, the whole body tight nerve has no slightest slack. The microphone inside the ear is quiet until now, which shows that everything is normal outside.

From taking out the "N9" chip, to unlocking the code, and then to expanding the contents inside. Step by step, not only Lu Yiyao, but also Gu Yunxiao and the night owl minister also made great efforts. Especially the night owl minister, he really paid a lot.

Now that we have reached the last step, we can only succeed, not fail.

Xu is sitting in front of the computer for too long, nervous strain is too tight, he Shen's hands can not help shaking up, forehead and back are floating a layer of cold sweat.

Raise your hand, wipe the sweat on your forehead and open your mouth.

"Timo, pour me a cup of coffee."

"Good."

Ding Mo answered, and then poured him a cup of coffee. He saw that he Shen had sweat on his face and handed him a tissue in a low voice.

"Mr. He, don't worry."

"Well."

He Shen temporarily stopped his movements and took a sip.

Lu Yi Yao came over, drooping his eyes and lowering his way.

"You go and have a rest. I'll do it."

“…… Good... "

He Shen raised his eyes, and his eyes were red with blood.

After a long time of fighting, his brain began to be a little confused, and he could not translate it.

He got up, got up and walked to one side.

Lu Yiyao went back to his seat and took he Shen's computer.

The two sections that he Shen is stuck in are a little more difficult than the one he just had. Timo poured him a new cup of coffee, and then backed away.

The air in the study is chilly. Whether he Shen or Ding Mo, there is a cold air in his pores.

He Shen stood for a while, then returned to his chair and sat down again. He leaned back slightly and twisted his eyebrows, trying to relax his tense nerves.

……

At this point.

Yunjing International Airport.

The night owl minister and he Lanxi have boarded the flight to Chenghai. They went out in simple clothes, and the whole first class cabin was packed by the night owl minister. There was no one but them and a few entourage.

The night owl minister raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was five minutes before the plane took off.

"Ah hee, it's still too late to go back."

"Why go back on it?"

He Lanxi, sitting beside him, pursed her lips, and a faint smile came out of her mouth.

"If there is love, there must be care."

The night owl minister finished, and looked out of the window.

“……”

He Lanxi didn't respond, and his warm eyes narrowed slightly.

"Qingchuan, good."

At this time, the first thing he thought of was not lin'ange, but Fang Qingchuan.

Lin an Ge is a blood relative to him.

Fang Qingchuan, however, is the love of his life.

It is because he loves her, so he did not choose to help each other, but chose to forget in the river and lake.

A stewardess came over and whispered to them.

He Lanxi adjusted his seat and half lay down.

The night owl minister looked back at him. Between the eyebrows covered with a touch of sadness. Then, raise your hand back.

Azuo came over at once.

"Little Lord."

"Tell me to go down and never let anyone in, including the crew."

The night owl minister spoke lightly, but the weight was heavy.

"Yes."

Zuo went out and quickly turned back.

Curtain up.

First class was completely quiet.

……

Yunjing.

Qingyi Garden.

Fang Qingchuan suddenly woke up and looked around. Wang Ma still sat in front of the couch to take a nap.

"Wang ma..."

She quickly opened the quilt, raised her hand and gently pulled the sleeve of Wang ma."Miss Qingchuan, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Ma opened her eyes and said nervously.

"I'm ok. You'd better go back to your room and have a rest. You don't have to stay here with me..."

Fang Qingchuan was very moved.

"The young master told me that I must accompany you before you fully recover."

Wang Ma sat up a little bit and beat her sour waist with her hands involuntarily.

"I'm all right now..."

Lin ange's heart seems to be filled with something, stuffy, some pain.

"Miss Qingchuan, don't think about it. Lie down."

Wang Machi looks at Fang Qingchuan with love, and her voice is hoarse and painful.

"Wang Ma, you really don't have to..."

Fang Qingchuan said half, suddenly remembered small eight secretly told her things. She asked quickly.

"What time is it, Ma Wang?"

Wang Ma was stunned for a moment and quickly took out her mobile phone to have a look.

"Four thirty in the morning Miss Qingchuan, what's the matter

"Four thirty? Young master... "

Fang Qingchuan's cold eyes stagnated for a moment, and then opened the quilt, making a gesture to get up.

"Miss Qingchuan, what are you doing?"

Wang Ma saw that she was going to get up, and her face was flustered, and she was gently supported.

"Wang Ma, I'm going out."

Fang Qingchuan's face was much more flustered than before, and his voice was much more rapid.

"Out?"

As soon as Wang Ma listened, she stopped.

"Miss Qingchuan, you can't get out of bed now. How can you go out?"

"Wang Ma, come on, it's too late..."

I don't know where Fang Qingchuan's strength came from. She pushed Wang Ma away. There was no time to put on the slippers and ran unsteadily towards the door.

"Miss Qingchuan..."

Wang Ma was pushed by her, and her lumbar vertebrae hit the cupboard beside the couch, a burst of pain. Seeing that Fang Qingchuan was about to run to the door, she quickly bent over with pain and took up her slippers and walked over.

Fang Qingchuan opened the door.

"Miss Qingchuan, what happened?"

Wang Ma gritted her teeth and grabbed Fang Qingchuan and let her put on her slippers.

"Wang Ma, the young master's plane at 4:35..."

Fang Qingchuan said and wept, and his pale face became increasingly white.

"What?"

This news, no one told Wang ma.

"Wang Ma, the plane to Chenghai will pass by Beicheng. Maybe we can see..."

Fang Qingchuan's voice trembled.

In the cool and thin night, there is a light salty and astringent air.

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