Song Yiren was on the road, piggybacking on well-wishers passing by, and finally arrived at the train station.

Sure enough, many people carpooled over there, and the Song Yi people quickly found a carpool to a nearby city.

In the car, she charged her mobile phone and transferred the carpool fee to the other party.

She opened WeChat and found that the message to Gong Lingye had been sent.

She deleted her chat with him, put away her phone, and looked outside.

The city was in chaos, her forehead ached a little, and after a while, she fell asleep again.

When she woke up again, she was already at the airport over there.

When she got on the bus, Song Yiren had already bought the last first-class ticket, so she registered directly and waited in the first-class lounge.

She now has nothing on her body except an ID card.

Fortunately, her ID card was only taken out of her bag because she needed to be checked at the auction site, and she didn't have time to put it back.

Otherwise, she really didn't know how she could get out as quickly as she could, when the train tickets were already full.

A little thirsty, Song Yiren was about to buy a bottle of water, and a male voice came from beside him: "Beauty, you won't meet the robbery, right? There is a special infirmary here at the airport, your wounds are easy to become infected if you don't treat them, I'll take you there?"

Song Yiren turned his head and saw that the other party was a young man, dressed fashionably, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, not frivolous, but because of his smile, the whole person looked extraordinarily friendly.

But she didn't pay attention to it at all, and her tone was light: "No need, thank you." ”

"Hey......" The man sighed, and his eyes fell on Song Yiren's clothes: "The beauty is dressed with personality!"

Song Yiren looked down and found that there were several cuts on the hem of his skirt, and his shirt was also very dirty, although it didn't reveal anything, it was indeed a little ......

She said, "Thanks, I see." ”

Say goodbye and just leave.

She first went to a store, bought a set of clothes, and then went to the bathroom.

This was the first time she had seen herself since she crawled out of the rubble.

The blood on her cheeks was wiped off with a damp paper towel when she got into the car before.

Therefore, she only saw a thumb-sized wound on her forehead, and the blood had basically coagulated.

Her face was much paler than usual, her lips were chapped, and her face was gaunt.

Song Yiren changed his clothes, hid the ring again, threw away the original torn clothes, and walked out.

Outside, the young man who accosted her just now walked up to a man wearing sunglasses and said, "Third brother, the one who completely ignored my appearance just now is that girl." ”

The man sat on a leather couch, most of his face hidden in sunglasses, revealing only diamond-shaped thin lips and a delicate chin.

Looking at Song Yiren for a moment, the corners of his lips hooked up with a bit of evil aura, his voice was low and magnetic, and the tail note was slightly raised, with a kind of texture hoarseness: "Interesting." ”

"Third brother, wait for me to tease again. The young man said.

"It's a wall to go again. The man named Third Brother lightly clasped the armrest of the sofa on the side with his fingers, and the purple gemstone ring on his hand was eye-catching.

He is dressed luxuriously, with a bit of the style of ancient European aristocracy, and the whole person also looks lazy and noble, but it reveals a kind of power that is difficult to ignore.

After a long time, hearing the announcement of the start of boarding, Song Yiren stood up and walked to the boarding gate.

First class priority, Song Yiren sat down, looking out the window, it was early morning, because it was cloudy, the whole airport looked extremely gloomy.

There was someone next to her, and it was the 'third brother' just now.

When he sat down, he took off his sunglasses, revealing a screaming face.

With delicate and angular facial features, coupled with a pair of amber deep eyes, his mixed-race appearance made the flight attendants can't help but take a few more looks.

It's just that Song Yiren didn't turn his head at all and ignored it the whole time.

The man hooked his lips, put on an eye patch, and went to sleep.

It was only an hour and a half to get to the Imperial City, and when Song Yiren got up from his seat, his body shook slightly.

Behind her, a man's hand stretched out and helped her.

She turned her head and crashed into a pair of deep eyes.

A completely unfamiliar face, Song Yiren glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, and his tone was polite and detached: "Thank you." ”

The man withdrew his hand, and Song Yiren turned around and continued out.

The two never crossed paths again.

Today, for some reason, the airport is overcrowded, and my ears are full of stories about the earthquake in H City.

Some people use it as a talking point, others are worried.

Song Yiren saw a long queue on the other side of the taxi, so he walked to the other side, planning to take an online taxi.

It's just that as soon as I walked in, I saw a familiar face.

Gong Mochen got up early this morning and heard about the earthquake in H City.

I don't know why, the first thing he thought of was that he was in the company yesterday and overheard that Song Yiren also went to H City.

Gong Mochen called Gong Lingye on his mobile phone first, but he couldn't get through.

Then, he called Pei Jun again, and it was clear, saying that he and Chi Jingyu were in the hospital, and Gong Lingye was fine, but he had a slight concussion and had not yet woken up. But they haven't found Song Yi yet, and Ah Mian is still sending people to search.

Gong Mochen didn't know why he hung up the phone and came to the airport, he asked the special assistant Zhang Mingyu to book him a ticket to H City, and he didn't even bring a change of clothes, so he came.

At this moment, seeing Song Yiren standing less than ten meters away from him and looking at him, his pupils shrank, and there was a sense of trance in his heart, so that she retracted her gaze and continued to walk forward, and he reacted.

She ignored him at all, and when she was about to walk past him, Gong Mochen reached out and grabbed Song Yiren's arm.

"Yu Ruonuan!" he called her name, only to feel that the touch under the palm of his hand was real and a little warm, so that the heart that had been hanging for a long time finally settled down.

Song Yiren stood still, pulled out his arm, and said, "Well, hello Mr. Gong." ”

Gong Mochen frowned, he really didn't like her cold and polite title.

His gaze fell on her injured forehead and he said, "Are you injured?"

Song Yiren nodded: "Well, your uncle should still be over there, you go and see them." ”

"I'll take you to the hospital. Gong Mochen looked at Song Yiren's injury, and always felt extremely uncomfortable.

"It's okay, it's just a skin injury, just deal with it. Song Yiren said, about to leave.

Gong Mochen grabbed her arm again, and saw that she also had abrasions on her hands, and he was particularly strong in front of her for the first time: "Follow me to the hospital!"

Song Yiren was surprised, and Gong Mochen had already forcibly pulled her to his car.

Coming out of the airport, there was some traffic jam on the road, and Song Yiren was a little groggy and fell asleep unconsciously.

At this time, her mobile phone rang, and on the side, Gong Mochen swept her gaze over and saw that it was 'Pei Jun'.