After getting off work, Lin Xinmo took the bus back as usual.

I don't know if it's because he knew that Ling Xingmo had already left, and no one would be waiting for him at the bus stop, so Lin Xinmo was not even in the mood to take the bus.

I got on the wrong bus, and after several stops, I realized that the route was wrong.

sneered at himself, how did he feel like he had lost his soul.

got off the bus and got on the right bus, and after arriving at the destination, Lin Xinmo unconsciously ...... walked to the place where Ling Xingmo was usually waiting for her.

The sky has darkened, and there is still a little red on the horizon, which looks particularly enchanting and dazzling.

Ah Xing, the first day you left, the sky was so good-looking.

Lin Xinmo silently took a photo with his mobile phone and saved it in the album.

She would do this every day for the next day, waiting for Ling Xingmo to come back and show him.

It's just that this time, in this sparsely populated place on the edge of a wealthy area, there was a man on a motorcycle.

Passing by her like a gust of wind, the man on the motorcycle laughed a few times when he looked stupid.

At this time, Lin Xinmo realized that her bag, the bag she straddled on her shoulder, was actually taken away by the man on a motorcycle.

He's a thief!

Although it is not yet within the scope of the Ink House, it is also on the edge of the wealthy area, and the security here is stricter than that of other places, and there are usually no thieves.

But there will still be thieves who will take risks for money.

And Lin Xinmo happened to be alone today, so he became the prey of the thief.

Lin Xinmo didn't react at first, and when she went to chase after her, she found that a more vigorous figure had already rushed out like a bolt of lightning.

Lin Xinmo felt that the figure was a little inexplicably familiar.

But now I can't care so much, let's chase the thief first.

In fact, there are not many important things in that bag, even if the bag was bought by her before work to reward herself, even if the bag has her salary card and some cash, even if the bag still has her ID card, work permit, etc., these are not important.

The most important thing is that the one that Ling Xingmo gave her is stuck in the bag, and she must chase the bag back.

However, Lin Xinmo, who was thin and physically exhausted, was soon left behind by the motorcycle.

But she kept running, kept running.

The phone was still in her hand, but she completely forgot about calling the police, and only thought about chasing the bag back.

But the shadow of the motorcycle is getting farther and farther away, farther and farther away, and Lin Xinmo will soon not be able to see the motorcycle.

What to do, what to do?

"Can you help me chase the motorcycle in front of me?"

"Can you help me chase the motorcycle in front of me, the guy snatched my bag. ”

"Can you help me chase the car in front of me, I have something very important in my bag. ”

Lin Xinmo, who doesn't like to trouble others and doesn't like to deal with strangers very much, said similar things to the people around him over and over again.

She hoped that someone kind would help her.

But no one helped her, but someone would persuade her, "The car will definitely not be able to catch up, so don't chase it." ”

"Hurry up and call the police, we won't be able to catch up. ”

Speaking of calling the police, Lin Xinmo remembered this incident, so she quickly picked up the mobile phone in her hand, just because she was nervous and worried, her hand kept shaking, and the boot password was entered several times without being right.

Just as she was about to cry in a hurry, a big hand suddenly reached out in front of her.

The one in her hand was carrying her bag that had been used for a long time, although it was not a brand, but the style was simple and elegant, although it had been some years, it was still clean and tidy.

It seems that there is some damage in the process of fighting, and the bag is worn a little.

However, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter at all.

Lin Xinmo thought that as long as the card that Ling Xingmo gave her in the bag was still there.

"I accidentally scratched a little bit just now, and you can see that everything in it is not complete. The man with the bag said.

Hearing this, Lin Xinmo hurriedly looked through her bag.

Fortunately, the card that Ling Xingmo gave her was still there.

However, even if the thief steals the bag, he will not keep the card, at most they will take the cash from the bag, and the card and bag will generally be thrown away, or the card will be broken and thrown away.

Those who lose the card can go and get a replacement one.

It's just that Lin Xinmo was too anxious to forget about it.

As long as she encountered something related to Ling Xingmo, she would always panic.