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The people of the agency did not embarrass He Yang, although he did not know the reason. Yuan Yuan looked like he wanted to say hello to him, but he was taken away by Minister Jiang with a squeeze on his head.

He Yang looked at the back and felt a little avoided.

…… Delusion?

Nan Ye's heroic posture of tearing the vampire jumped in front of him, He Yang thought about it, how could he not think that he could scare the minister of the Paranormal Agency, so he attributed Yi Qiē decisiveness to an illusion.

He Yang hesitated for a while, but decided to send a text message to Nanfeng and tell her that he was waiting for her in the cinema.

Texting while walking is really not worth advocating, He Yang just pressed send and collided with the oncoming person, the little girl was hit by him and stumbled and fell directly to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't see it!" He Yang hurriedly put down his phone to help her, "Are you okay?"

The little girl bent her waist, her hands tightly hugged her stomach, and her fingers were so hard that her finger bones were clearly highlighted, as if she was in pain, and even her shoulders were trembling slightly. Looking at her figure, she should only be a junior high school student, not tall, with the skinny nature of adolescence. Because she kept her head down, He Yang couldn't see her expression, so he could only squat down with difficulty, reach out and touch her shoulder.

"That...... Does it hurt? Did you hit somewhere?"

“…… No, nothing. ”

The girl's voice seemed to come out of her lips, so light that it was almost inaudible. He Yang looked at her worriedly, wondering if she had really broken it. A stain on the edge of the girl's skirt caught his attention, and he squinted at it, his expression suddenly embarrassed - it was a small stain of blood.

looked at the girl's hand holding her belly, her white lips, and the blood stains on the hem of her skirt...... He Yang, a friend of the girl who had boiled brown sugar ginger water for mint for four years, immediately thought of what kind of situation this was.

He took off his coat and handed it over, subconsciously looking away.

"What's that...... Block it. And if it's too cold on the ground, your stomach will hurt even more when you sit on the ground...... Can you stand up?"

The girl seemed to be stunned, He Yang thought about it, reached out and picked her up, helped her to the side of the chair and sat down, knotted the sleeves of the coat around her waist, and pulled the hem of the clothes to cover the little girl's legs.

When he had done this, he looked the girl in the eye and said to her, "Sit here for a while, and I'll buy you some hot drink, and it will be better." ”

The girl looked at him blankly, opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but He Yang walked away without waiting for her to say it, she could only sit there stunned, covering her stomach with one hand and grabbing the hem of her clothes with the other, not knowing what she was thinking for a while. Not long after, He Yang came back with a cup of original milk tea, put it on the girl's knees, she shrank in the heat, and slowly held the cup of milk tea.

“…… Thank you. The little girl whispered.

She looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, and her complexion was quite sickly, and she could faintly see the blue veins under her skin, and even her lips were not bloody. Sitting there, curled up slightly, the long hair of the black crow covering his cheeks, looking more and more thin and pitiful. She was probably really weak, and she couldn't even speak, so light that she sighed.

"Are you really okay?" He Yang was even more worried, "Do you want to call your parents to pick you up?"

"No, I'm really fine...... the girl grinned at him, "I...... I'll just rest for a while......"

It seemed to be to reassure He Yang, she even took a sip of milk tea, but she was so hot that she covered her mouth, and the whole person curled up even more. Seeing that He Yang's expression changed, the girl hurriedly waved her hand to indicate that she was fine, and it took a while before she straightened up and shook her head at him.

"I'm fine. Probably because the hot milk tea just now had an effect, a little blood appeared on the girl's face, "Thank you so much." ”

"If you're not feeling well, let's go back quickly. He Yang looked at her, "Can you go?"

"I'm fine. The girl whispered, her voice still a little weak, "Don't bother you to send me......"

As she spoke, she was about to unbutton her coat and return it to him, but was stopped by He Yang, his gaze drifted left and right, and finally reached out and touched his nose in embarrassment.

"What's that...... Your skirt is dirty...... Block it with your jacket ......"

The girl's eyes widened slightly, and she subconsciously looked down at her skirt, and after seeing the blood stains on the skirt, her movements paused, and after a long time, she raised her head, pursed her lips, and pulled out a stiff arc at He Yang.

"I didn't even notice. I'm sorry. ”

"It's nothing ......" He Yang touched his nose again, "I'll send you downstairs." There is no bus stop nearby, so if you are not feeling well, you should take a taxi back. ”

"There's really no hassle. The girl softly refused, untipped off her coat and handed it back to him, "I'll just go back myself." As for the skirt, I'll pay attention. ”

"But ......"

"I'm fine alone. The girl lowered her eyes tiredly, but her attitude was firm, "There really is no need." ”

Seeing her resolute attitude, He Yang could only nod and take the coat she handed over. Before leaving, he looked at her again and again, but the girl's expression was really resolute, and he could only wave his hand and say to her, "Then I'll go first, you be careful", and then left by himself.

The girl sat with her head bowed for a few moments before looking up at his back. Until you can't see it. When his figure completely disappeared from her vision, she lowered her head again, folded the hem of her skirt, and took a black hairpin from her hair, so that the blood stains were perfectly covered.

After making this qiē, she picked up the cup of milk tea and drank it slowly through a straw. The steaming milk tea flowed into her mouth, bringing a faint hint of blood back to her lips. This heat dispelled the chill in the body and warmed the organs that were in severe pain. She lowered her hand holding her stomach and looked a little relaxed.

“…… Forgot to ask what his name was. ”

The girl sighed, softly. Although her face was still pale, her expression relaxed slightly. The tense lips relaxed, revealing a small but soft arc.

Holding the warm milk tea to her heart, the girl slowly stood up and walked towards the exit. Her steps were very small, probably her stomach was still hurting, she couldn't move her feet a little, almost dragging one foot, slowly moving out step by step. Fortunately, she was lucky, and when she walked to the elevator door, the elevator just reached this floor, and she didn't have to wait long. Seeing that she was so weak that she didn't even have the strength to walk, the people in the elevator kindly gave her a place against the wall.

The elevator door clanged shut, carrying them down to the first floor.

At this time, He Yang was sitting in the sales department, drinking Coke while waiting for Nanfeng to reply to his text message.

Fortunately, this time the south wind didn't make him wait long.

The text message prompt sounded, He Yang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly unlocked the screen and saw the name of Nanfeng displayed in the letter person.

[Lost with me.] You wait for me there, I'll go back to you now. 】

He Yang was still editing the reply text message, and the second text message had already been sent.

[There's a neurotic who will come to you, ignore him.] I'll be there right away. 】

…… Neuropathy?

He Yang was thinking about what the neurosis in the definition of Nanfeng was, when someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder. He subconsciously raised his head and saw a well-dressed young man in a suit and leather shoes standing in front of him, raising his hand and shaking at him, the metal ring on his index finger swaying so much that his eyes hurt.

"You're He Yang?" the man smiled at him with neat white teeth, "I'm Nanfeng's partner, and my name is Aimo." ”

"Just call me Seventh. ”