On the bus, Lin Xinmo's mobile phone had already rang twice.

There is no need to guess, it was Ling Xingmo who hit it.

Lin Xinmo didn't want to answer his call too much now, she knew that such a cold treatment would not solve the problem, but she wanted to be quiet, calm down and think about the relationship between her and Ling Xingmo.

The most important thing is that because of Ling Xingmo's incident, she remembered the boy who had been in her heart for more than ten years.

Even if he is with someone else, she can't deny the sparkle in him.

He belongs to the sunny and lively type, clean and handsome, and was very popular with girls when he was a student, and she was one of them.

However, she doesn't like him because of his appearance.

At the beginning, since junior high school, people have been chasing him one after another, but he has not agreed.

She thought they were tacit, she thought he was because he had her in his heart.

After all, there were so many things that made her have a lot of infinite reverie.

But whenever she was bullied and needed him, he was always not by her side, and he was not even as much as his good friend to help her.

However, she didn't blame him at the time, and always felt that he didn't know what happened to her.

Finally, she got through the hard high school and was admitted to the same university as him, and she thought that she should be happy in the rest of her life.

By the time he got to college, there were still a lot of girls who liked him.

There is a girl who is the most prominent, and she is the one who has the longest perseverance among the girls who chase him, and her family background is also first-class.

But she didn't take it to heart, because she felt that no one could snatch him.

She felt that he understood the tacit understanding between them.

On his birthday, she prepared a cake for him and a gift that she had bought with her pocket money for several months.

Because she often looked for him, she basically knew his roommates, so she and his roommates prepared a birthday party for him.

That night, he had just finished blowing out the candles after making a wish, and before he could give him the gift she had put in his bag, he was interrupted by a burst of brilliant fireworks outside.

The fireworks are beautiful, and after the splendor they have fulfilled their mission.

Outside the dormitory, there was a girl shouting loudly, "Han Qingquan, I like you, Han Qingquan, I like you......"

Again and again, until everyone stopped to look at the girl standing in the light and flowers, the girl standing by the scattered fireworks......

The car was almost at the station, and Lin Xinmo realized that she had burst into tears without knowing when.

wiped away her tears, adjusted her mood, and in order not to let Yu Xiaoran notice, she even touched up her makeup.

......

In the afternoon, there were some urgent meetings at the headquarters that needed to be dealt with, so Ling Xingmo got off work and had a late meeting.

When he came back to his senses and was about to call Lin Xinmo, he found that no one answered.

He thought that Lin Xinmo was still busy and didn't hear it, but after making a second call to Lin Xinmo and no one answered, Ling Xingmo's intuition told him that something might have happened.

So when Lin An heard Ling Xingmo say that he should go to Obsidian to find Lin Xinmo, he was wondering whether to tell Ling Xingmo what Duan Yiyu said on the phone.

Although Ling Xingmo's speech was still as brief and indifferent as usual, Lin An felt that he still heard a sense of anxiety.

Because he rarely heard this kind of tone in Ling Xingmo's words, Lin An only thought that he had heard it wrong.

And Duan Yiyu and his brother both told him not to say it for the time being, and it will be decided depending on the situation.

But it depends on the situation, what kind of situation does it mean!

Lin An said that he really didn't understand this emotional intelligence.

So, for a moment when Lin An hesitated, Ling Xingmo had already left.

He wanted to go back to the Ink House first, maybe Lin Xinmo had already gone back, but he just didn't hear the phone.

And Lin An could only go to Obsidian to see if Lin Xinmo was there.

In fact, he didn't need to look at it, he knew that he shouldn't be there, but he still had to complete the task given to him by the boss.

Sure enough, by the time he arrived at Obsidian, there was basically no one left, and the people who should have left work had already left.

But he still went to the design department to have a look.

The design department was empty, and there was no one.

But just as he was about to leave, he faintly heard a cry, it was a girl's.

It's not dark yet, so it's not haunted.

Lin An slowly walked towards the source of the sound, only to find a girl sitting in the corner of a work area with her hair disheveled, dressed in white.

"Oh, my mother. Lin An was timid, and couldn't help but scream.