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Qin Yu looked at the study room with the door closed tightly, with worried eyes, Lin Yunlan patted his son's shoulder: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Qin Yu shook his head. "Maybe I was too worried. It should be fine. Dad's temper has improved a lot in recent years, so he probably won't do anything to Qin Liang."

"Don't worry," Lin Yunlan gently comforted her son, "Your father won't do anything anymore, but every time we see him, your father will be angry for a long time, and he has gotten used to it over the years."

"Yes," Qin Yu replied in a low voice.

Qin Liang still didn't stay for dinner. He looked at Qin Lie as if he was very angry. Qin Lie was in a bad mood, and the Qin family was in a low pressure. Although Lin Yunlan still looked gentle and polite, Qin Yu and Qin Sheng looked at him His eyes seemed to eat him up, Qin Liang thought about it, and chose to leave before serving the table, no one in the Qin family would keep him.

The rain outside was getting heavier, as if it was being poured down from the sky with a basin, Qin Liang drove away from Qin's house, but had a small car accident while going down the mountain, the heavy rain made the sight difficult Extremely bad, and Qin Liang didn't let go of his foot on the gas pedal. As a result, the speed of the car was too high, the wheels slipped, and he crashed into the green belt next to the road, and the driver's seat slammed into a big tree next to him. , made a muffled loud noise, but was soon drowned out by the sound of rain, Qin Liang was knocked dizzy in the car, and when he recovered, he felt a warm liquid running down his forehead, he turned around The eyeball saw the blood pouring down, and his feet were hurting too. He was stuck between the brake and the car door in a distorted posture. The sound of the rain was as loud as noise. Qin Liang didn't call for help or cry out for pain, he was very calm , there was that kind of calm expression on his face again, if it wasn't for the fact that his face was covered with blood, and he looked a little horrible and pitiful, no one would have guessed that he was in a car accident and was injured at this time, He is so calm.

Qin Liang leaned his head on the back of the chair. The blood on his head was still flowing, but the flow seemed to be a little smaller than before. After thinking about whether to call for help for a long time, Qin Liang realized that he couldn't die if he continued like this. It's just a broken head. When the rain stops, he will always be found. He just wants to take out the phone from his pocket and call 120. After the first number is broadcast, the phone will come first.

Qin Liang heaved a sigh of relief and answered the familiar phone number: "Hello, Assistant Su, what's the matter?"

But it wasn't Assistant Su on the other end of the phone, but Mu Song's voice, as usual, as if arranging work: "At eight o'clock tonight, Nanshan Apartment is waiting for me."

Qin Liang took the phone in front of him and looked at the time. It was less than half an hour before 08:30, but it took him nearly an hour and a half to drive there. Qin Liang smiled and said, "Mr. Mu, I'm in the middle of Huaishan Mountain I might not be able to make it to the corner below the villa for some reason, if it's convenient, can Mr. Mu come pick me up?"

Mu Song was silent for a while: "Are you home?"

Qin Liang was not at all surprised that Mu Song knew that the Qin family was in a villa in the middle of Huaishan.

"To be precise, I went back to Qin's house, my father's house, um..." Qin Liang added: "Qin Yu's house, but I came out early, the rain was a bit heavy, and my car broke down. Can you come pick me up?" Qin Liang said a second time.

Mu Song on the other end was silent for a long time before saying: "Add this number to WeChat and send your specific address."

Qin Liang hesitated for a long time, then said distressedly: "I don't have WeChat, please come over, Mr. Mu, I'm on the side of the road, very conspicuous."

It was really conspicuous, Mu Song saw the car accident on the side of the road and the black car whose front was about to collapse from a long distance away.

Is this what Qin Liang said about the car having a breakdown?The car crashed like this, and there is very little possibility that the people in the car will not be injured. Mu Song's driver and Mu Song hurriedly parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and walked over to see the situation.

The driver's seat was stuck next to the tree and couldn't be opened. The driver smashed open the passenger's window with a hammer, and was about to reach out to open the door. Qin Liang turned his head to look in the direction of the window when he heard the sound. Because the driver's hammer was too sudden, Qin Liang Cool didn't respond.

Standing behind the driver, Mu Song saw the calm expression on the blood-stained face.

Yes, calm.

There was no fear or fear, no joy and joy, it was so peaceful, Mu Song suddenly remembered that Qin Liang's voice on the phone was as calm as his current expression.

The driver opened the car door, and worked together with Mu Song to pull out Qin Liang who was stuck on the driver's seat. Qin Liang supported the driver's arm, and the moment he got out of the car, he put his left foot on the ground, looked down and saw him twisted. Right leg: "What happened to the leg?"

"Probably broken," Qin Liang looked down, trying to move his right leg.

Mu Song stopped him: "Don't move around." He took Qin Liang from the driver's hand and asked him to drive.

Qin Liang nodded and stopped moving obediently.

The driver drove the car over, and Mu Song hugged Qin Liang into the car. Qin Liang was very light, even if his clothes were all wet, it wasn't very heavy. Hugging reminds Mu Song of that night at Nanshan Apartment.

The driver drove the car steadily towards the hospital. Qin Liang adjusted a comfortable posture beside Mu Song, then stretched out his hand and squeezed his face, showing a grateful smile: "Thank you, Mr. Mu, you saved the hospital. my life."

Mu Song looked at Qin Liang's face, and took out a handkerchief from his pocket. The handkerchief was a little wet, and it was soaked by the rain in his pocket: "Wipe it, other than the legs and head, there is nothing uncomfortable."

"No," Qin Liang quickly shook his head, "Only these two places," he said, taking it over and wiping the blood off his face.

"When did you hit it?" Mu Song asked.

Qin Liang thought for a while and said, "I don't know, I forgot."

Mu Song saw that he wiped the blood with a little force, and some of the blood was already half-dried. He calculated that the time of the car accident would not be too short, but it was rained when he got in the car just now, and Mu Song couldn't guess the exact time: "Why didn't you call an ambulance, doesn't it hurt?"

"I'm going to call," Qin Liang explained: "It happened that Mr. Mu's call came in, so I wanted to ask Mr. Mu to help me with this. The ambulance might not be as fast as Mr. Mu, right?"

"Does it not hurt?" Mu Song asked again.

Qin Liang paused, the handkerchief was covered with blood, Qin Liang estimated that he would give it back to Mu Song, and Mu Song would not take it, so he put it in his pocket: "Fortunately, it doesn't hurt too much, I've been like this since I was a child." , born with thicker pain nerves, generally don’t feel pain.”

"En." Mu Song responded, and the two of them didn't speak for a while. When they arrived in the urban area, the rain gradually started to lighten up, but it was completely dark, and the car was dimly lit. The two people in the back seat couldn't see each other clearly. The face of the other party, approaching the hospital, Qin Liang said to Mu Song: "My luck is very good."

"Is this what you call good luck?" Mu Song joked.

"Didn't I meet you?" Qin Liang responded with a smile: "My mother said that I am very lucky and always encounter good things at the last moment."

"Really?" Mu Song replied casually, "When did your mother say that?"

"The day she died," Qin Liang said flatly, "It's gone after she finishes talking."

Mu Song opened his mouth and didn't answer. He suddenly felt that Qin Liang was a very weird person, making people unable to figure it out, and what he said made people very uncomfortable. Mu Song didn't understand why he mentioned his mother at this time. What do you mean, use such a miserable life experience to seek comfort or sympathy?

No matter what the purpose was, in short, this success made Mu Song angry with Qin Liang, and of course, Mu Song himself admitted that he became curious about Qin Liang.

Qin Liang didn't notice Mu Song's emotions. He opened the car window and stared at the rapidly changing neon lights outside.

Mu Song asked his assistant to make an appointment with a specialist in advance. After Qin Liang arrived at the hospital, he took care of it very quickly. Not long after, he was lying in the VIP single ward of the hospital. Mu Song had already gone back, leaving him alone in the ward.

Qin Liang didn't have any objections. He accepted it very well and cooperated very well. Mu Song remembered that it was already a week later when he came, and he came to the hospital when he was off work. Standing in front of the ward door, looking in through the slightly open door.

Qin Liang has already woken up, sitting on the sofa facing the window in the ward, his head is wrapped with gauze, his injured leg is placed on the table, the sound of the game is coming from the phone, but his hands are on the screen Sliding unconsciously, but staring at the only window in the ward, staring at the sky outside in a daze.

The nurse's voice came from behind, Mu Song walked away and waved to the nurse. He asked the nurse how Qin Liang was doing these days.

The nurse said: "The recovery is very good, and the patient is very cooperative, but he is very dazed and absent-minded, just like what you saw just now, sitting there, often sitting for a day, in addition, we sometimes found him He slept very late, and he didn't seem to sleep very well, but after asking, he said no, and maybe he needs to observe."

"Has he been in contact with anyone?"

The nurse shook her head: "No, Mr. Qin hasn't contacted anyone in the past few days, and we shouldn't say that. We can only say that we haven't seen him call anyone or chat online. Basically, every time we see him, he is on the phone. games, but we can’t observe him for [-] hours, so it is not ruled out that he has contacted people.”

When he returned to the ward, Qin Liang was still the same as before, but the game seemed to be changed to another one. Mu Song knocked on the door, Qin Liang turned around and smiled when he saw him: "President Mu, long time no see."

"What are you doing?" Mu Song walked to the sofa opposite him and sat down.

"Playing games," Qin Liang held up his phone, and there was nothing interesting here: "I have a lot of games on my phone to pass the time."

There are many games on the mobile phone, but I don’t play WeChat or contact people.

Very strange.

I don't know if it was out of curiosity, Mu Song suddenly said: "Are you going to be discharged from the hospital? I will pick you up and leave the hospital."

"Sure, it's boring to stay here," Qin Liang nodded, "Then I'll pack my things."

However, Mu Song did not send Qin Liang home, but took him to Nanshan Apartment.

Qin Liang asked suspiciously, "Mr. Mu brought me here?"

"It's close to the company, sometimes I will live here when I get off work late," Mu Song made an excuse: "Your injury is still not healed, it's better to live here than to live alone."

Qin Liang smiled moved when he heard the words: "Thank you, Mr. Mu, for your concern."

This smile made Mu Song's strange feeling well up in his heart again. Mu Song couldn't tell whether it was Qin Liang's strange smile or Qin Liang himself.

At this time, Mu Song was like a man who had encountered a novelty, wanting to solve the puzzle, wanting to challenge, he took Qin Liang as a mystery, a new toy, to solve.He is very confident, even a little conceited, and he will not bother to think about the consequences after cracking it, but Qin Liang is not a mystery.