Song Xiang originally wanted to watch a horror movie to resist the influence of severe cold, but now it's better, he can't remember any ghosts, and the sound of severe cold can be heard in his ears.
You will not live if you do your own evil.
After the movie ended, Yan Han returned to the room, and she huddled under the quilt, feeling even more energetic than yesterday.
How can I sleep like this!
After tossing and turning, he raised his body midway and found that Yan Han seemed to be on the phone.
He deliberately lowered his voice, but she still heard it.
The phone call lasted for a long time, Yan Han's tone was a bit serious, but she couldn't hear the specific content clearly.
After staying up until early in the morning, it became quiet over there with Yan Han, so she lay down.
The sleepiness finally came.
I fell asleep unconsciously, and as expected, severe cold appeared in my dream.
He struggled to get up, and there was already a faint white light in front of his eyes.
She squinted at the clock and realized it was only five o'clock.
There was movement in the bedroom, and Yan Han had already gotten up.
They didn't need to fight for the sink and wardrobe today. Yan Han seemed to have something to do. As soon as Song Xiang sat up, Yan Han was already standing in front of the full-length mirror in the bedroom, arranging his cufflinks.
There was only a chance for eye contact, and he didn't even eat breakfast.
Song Xiang's sleepiness dissipated and he was ready before six o'clock.
I ate breakfast in a daze, looking at the empty place across the street, I felt a little uncomfortable.
After leaving the door, two unfamiliar bodyguards stood there.
"Ms. Song, we will take you to the company."
Even Yan Song is not here, so something is wrong.
Song Xiang felt a little uneasy. When he arrived at the company, he deliberately looked at Yan's stock.
Very stable, still a gold plate.
Putting down the remote control, my eyelids twitched.
I was absent-minded all morning until I received a call from Xu Shuyan.
"mom."
"Xiangxiang, are you working?"
"yes."
Song Xiang was a little unsure and felt that something was wrong with Xu Shuyan's tone.
"My mother was watching the news in the morning and saw the news that a girl in Imperial City had an accident after get off work. She was worried. What is the name of the community where you live and what floor you live on? She asked Dr. Yang to help check the security."
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, "Mom, I live in a high-end community."
"Then I have to tell my mother..."
Song Xiang didn't think much and sent Zijin Jiayue's address and repeatedly emphasized the surrounding facilities.
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
"When you grow up, you know what is best. Mom has always been reassured by your choice."
Song Xiang was stunned for a moment. He felt that these words did not sound like he was talking about the house. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was a hint.
She wanted to ask a few more questions, but Xu Shuyan had already hung up the phone.
The beeping sound made her feel even more uneasy.
I persisted until get off work, nothing happened to Yan Han, and everything about Yue Ji was normal.
It seems that she is overthinking.
After get off work hours, Yan Han still came to pick her up.
He closed his eyes and fell asleep, seeming very tired.
Yan Song didn't dare to speak loudly, and the car was extremely quiet.
When he got downstairs, he sat in the car for a long time before setting off.
Song Xiang got off the car, and the two of them returned home together. As soon as they entered the door, Song Xiang's cell phone began to vibrate continuously.
I took it out and saw that it was Yang Yukun's message.
——Song Xiang, my aunt and I are downstairs. Is it convenient for you to come down and pick us up?
boom!
He stared at the screen and didn't react for a long time.
Yan Han turned around and saw that her expression was wrong, and thought of the old man's words.