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I sat in her office with Mr. Lu, and I occupied the place that belonged to her to relieve the numbness in my legs.She sat gracefully on the edge of the desk, wearing a pair of stiletto high heels to reveal her thin insteps.Black trousers are paired with a dark green silk shirt, and the two buttons below the neckline are open, showing her proud figure well.

At this moment, my sinful eyes are staring at her proud neckline, my face is getting hotter and hotter, and my heart is becoming hotter and hotter.Even when I saw the most sunny and handsome school grass in our school, I had never been so impulsive!

"The case will eventually come to light." I thought I shouldn't fall into a situation of all kinds of evil, so I brought up a topic.

Mr. Lu turned his head and looked at me, "Thank you, Yun Mo."

I just looked into her empty eyes, and her sadness filled the entire office.

I came down from the 50th floor, stepped out of the elevator, stood in the wide aisle, looked at Aowei through the glass door, and let out a long breath.

The lower 7 floors of Jiulong Financial Building are shopping malls, and the 8th floor is an office building. The office building is equipped with 6 special elevators, but only 50 can reach the 2th floor. One is Mr. Lu’s private elevator, and the other is The one I'm taking now can only go up from the 49th floor, and the office on the 49th floor is designed around the elevator, and the aisle is also a glass door, so it's hard to get in and out without making noise.

"Tell me something quickly." I answered Han Ruo's call angrily.

"I ate you. Why don't you come to my house after get off work!"

"Don't go!" Who told her to call me in such a dangerous situation just now, and then reminded me that she, the instigator, frustrates my confession, causing me to spend the rest of my college career in jokes and darkness.

"Girl, please help me stay with Ling Yao, I still have two surgeries tonight."

Well, for the sake of Lingyao, I decided to compromise for the time being.

When I arrived at Han Ruo's house, it was already 6 o'clock in the evening, and no one answered when I rang the doorbell. Then I remembered that Han Ruo once gave me a key to her house. When I opened the door, the room was dark, not only the windows were closed, Even the curtains were drawn.I quickly turned on the light, and saw Ling Yao sitting on the floor in her nightgown. I walked to her side and sat on the floor with her.

"Ling Yao, I'm Yun Mo." I called Ling Yao.

Ling Yao looked up at me and opened her mouth: "Yunmo."

Hearing Ling Yao call my name, I felt relieved.

"Well, it's me, let's sit on the bed, shall we?

I supported Ling Yao, she was too thin and depressed, and she didn't want to talk to me much.I didn't know how to comfort her, but I just helped her to lie down and stood beside her bed.

"Yunmo, you don't have to worry about me too much, I can hold on." Ling Yao's voice was so pale that it made my nose sore, and my heart felt even worse.

"Okay, I know, I'll stay here with you, you sleep for a while." I tried to lighten my voice and make it soft.

Han Ruo's home is located in a high-end community near the People's Hospital of Neihe City. The house is more than 100 square meters, facing the river, and has a beautiful night view.There used to be a big window on the right side of the bed in the bedroom, but now it has been tightly closed by Ling Yao, which makes me feel stuffy, hard to breathe, and I can't see the night view at all.

Han Ruo didn't get home until 12 o'clock in the evening.I followed the sound out of the bedroom, and gently closed the bedroom door.She really surprised me. She was wearing a surgical cap and surgical gown, and ran back directly.

"Why did you come back like this!?" I opened my mouth wide in disbelief.

Han Ruo said, "I'm worried about Ling Yao."

"Ling Yao has already fallen asleep, have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet, then I'll cook something to eat."

"How can you cook it dressed like this! I'll go, you hurry up and pack yourself." I said to Han Ruo.

I was cooking noodles in the kitchen, and Han Ruo went to take a shower. It reminded me of the time when we secretly cooked noodles and ate them in the dormitory.At that time, the battlefield of life was the school, and the biggest opponents were nothing more than the dormitory supervisor and the score line. Unlike now, the world has become a battlefield, and society has become an opponent.

Han Ruo changed into clean pajamas, and when he came out, he saw a lot of sunshine.She was sitting in the restaurant wiping her long straight hair with a towel. I brought the cooked noodles in front of Han Ruo and asked her, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Ling Yao, I want to move to Huicheng."

I stopped the chopsticks in my hand, raised my head and said to Han Ruo: "This is good, at least in Huicheng, Ling Yao will feel better."

"Well, I think this should be temporary. We will move back when Ling Yao's situation improves."

"How about your job?"

"I could drive back and forth every day."

"Alright. As soon as I have time, I'll come and see you." I lowered my head and chewed the noodles in my mouth. I remembered that I had been with her for four years in college, and I ate noodles every day. After four years, it was probably enough to go around the river. city ​​circle.

"Girl, do you remember the first time we met Ling Yao?"

"Well, I remember." At that time, Ling Yao's face was covered with blood, her whole body was bruised, and the white sling on her body was stained red by blood.

"The wound on Ling Yao's face was scratched by herself with broken glass." Han Ruo said in a low voice.

"what!"

"Ling Yao told me personally." Han Ruo lowered her head, and I saw a tear slip down her face into the bowl.

"Did Ling Yao say anything else?"

"No, it's true that she often has nightmares at night."

"Have you heard of Bianhua?" I asked Han Ruo.

"No."

I didn't ask Han Ruo because I know that the Bianhua is an ominous flower that blooms on the other side of the river of forgetfulness in the underworld. According to legend, it has flowers but no leaves. Blooms into coquettish flowers, commonly known as the other shore flower.But since this flower blooms on the road to hell, it represents death and depravity, so seeing this shouldn't be a good thing.

But I prefer another name for this, also known as Manzhushahua.

"When will you move to Huicheng?"

"Just these two weeks."

"Want me to help?"

"Okay, Ling Yao also hopes that you can come."

"Han Ruo."

"Ok?"

"I want to find out the cause of Chairman Lu's death." I said firmly, "You are not allowed to stop me."

"you?"

"um, I."

"Did you take the wrong medicine?" Han Ruo said loudly.

"I want to help Mr. Lu."

"Why? Have you fallen in love with the Loan River?"

"Of course not." In this situation where I didn't even figure out my feelings for LuAnn, I certainly couldn't admit it.So I found a bunch of excuses to support my point of view.

"I want to find out what is the relationship between my family and Lu's family."

Han Ruo stared at me with her red phoenix eyes and said, "I don't know you yet, but I want to remind you that for a woman as tall as Lu Anhe, she may not even know that you are broken to pieces."

"I understand, I don't plan anything."

"Then why bother!" Han Ruo raised Erlang's legs and continued with a smile, "I think the ancients said it well, if you don't hit the south wall, you don't turn back."

"But Chairman Lu's death must have involved a lot. You are a girl, it is very dangerous to do such a thing."

"I'll be careful, but you promise me you won't tell my mother about it."

"Of course, for the sake of your four years of noodles, I will help you hide this matter."

Sure enough, there will be rewards for doing good deeds. Obviously, this reward comes a bit late.

While Ling Yao was asleep, Han Ruo drove me home.Originally, Han Ruo and I only had a 20-minute drive from our home. Now that she and Ling Yao are moving to Huicheng, it takes 2 hours to drive from here. I'm afraid it won't be that easy to get together in the future.

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