Strangers bloom again

Chapter 4 Broken Dreams (4)

When Lin Xiaonuan opened her eyes again, she was already lying on the hospital bed.

Xiao Ying and Ku'er stared at her for a moment, and were relieved to see her slowly open her eyes.

Both Xiao Ying and Queer are her best friends in college, and when they were in college, the three of them were three golden flowers in the major of architecture.

"My little aunt, you're awake!" Quer helped her sit up leaning against the head of the bed.

Queer is a straightforward Sichuan girl, who likes to call her "little aunt!"

It is said that she has the charm of a young lady from a rich family in Shanghai in the 50s and [-]s.

What exactly is the charm, Lin Xiaonuan has not figured it out yet.

Later, when Queer was drunk, he fell down in her ear and joked that it was "Mensao"!
Lin Xiaonuan moved her limbs, except for her dizziness, she was fine.

It seems that if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed!

"This is left to you by the boy who died in love with you!" Xiao Ying stuffed a note into Lin Xiaonuan's hand.

Xiao Ying was born in the south of the Yangtze River, which completely fits Lin Xiaonuan's impression of Jiangnan women. She is white all over, and her slender and tall body is as soft and beautiful as willows in the spring breeze. Her voice is soft and glutinous, with extremely high sugar content.

When Lin Xiaonuan lowered her eyes, the vigorous and powerful words "Robin 189********" came into view.

"A boy who died for love? What's going on?" Lin Xiaonuan blinked her long eyelashes, staring at the two in front of her in amazement.

Queer took out his mobile phone and handed it to her.

A clear picture appeared before her eyes.

It turned out that the whole process on the terrace at noon today was broadcast live, and the attention has reached 180 million at this moment.

And it is still being reposted and disseminated by major organizations.

"I'll go, die for love in broad daylight!"

"Look, that girl jumped, but the guy didn't dare to dance, what a coward!"

"Your sister, this is our company's building, how can I go to work in the future?"

"I can't think about it at a young age, can I be worthy of my parents?"

"666"

……

Lin Xiaonuan slid down smoothly, and all kinds of fierce words filled the entire screen.

Oh my god, now I can only use the word "囧" to describe herself, she should change her name to "Lin Xiaojiu".

"Xiao Nuan, don't give birth to him—"

"Don't mention him to me!" Lin Xiaonuan took out his mobile phone, and there were more than 20 missed calls, all of which were from Mo Sheng.

Presumably he should have seen the content on the live broadcast.

Lin Xiaonuan's health was fine, and accompanied by Xiao Ying and Queer, she went to the residence to pack her things.

The house she and Mo Sheng rented was in an old residence on the outskirts of Bincheng.

The building has been in disrepair for many years, the walls are mottled and peeling off, the narrow corridors are damp and dark, and there is a pungent musty smell floating indistinctly.

The small nest is only 40 square meters, one bedroom and one living room, facing southwest, exposed to the sun in summer and cool in winter.

The moment the door was pushed open, a strong smell of cigarettes came out.

"Pa—" Lin Xiaonuan turned on the light, and the dark room was instantly illuminated, and the room of more than 40 square meters was filled with smoke.

Mo Sheng was wearing a gray and white striped shirt. It was his first day at work. Lin Xiaonuan gave him a gift, which cost her a full 500 oceans. For this, she ate steamed buns and pickles for a week.

Mo Sheng sat on the sofa with a dejected expression, his head drooping listlessly, the ashtray beside him was full of cigarette butts, and the cigarettes at his fingertips had burned out, almost burning his fingers, but he didn't know it.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Mo Sheng raised his eyes suddenly, his bloodshot eyes stared at her for a moment.

Lin Xiaonuan completely ignored his existence and went straight back to the bedroom to pack her things.

Back in the bedroom, she closed the door smoothly, her thin back pressed tightly against the door, and the sparkle in her eyes rolled down unsatisfactorily.

(End of this chapter)