The lighting is a bit dazzling, showing a kind of confusion. There's a kind of chaos spreading. The heating was turned on sufficiently, perhaps it was an illusion, Lu Ling felt that the handle of the coffee pot was a little hot. She hurriedly walked over to the coffee table and put it down.

She scratched the back of her ear, and the tight skirt also made her feel uncomfortable. She scratched her nose twice more and moved the corners of her mouth. The focus eventually fell on the box on the ground.

She knew everything about it, a razor, shaving cream, aftershave, a blue electric toothbrush, a bath towel, a towel, two T-shirts, two panties, a pair of socks, a scarf, two books, and the coat.

That coat was the last to be put in.

Patrick was waiting for her to explain. He felt like he had waited a long time. Actually, only a few minutes have passed. But her every move, he saw in his eyes, and the accumulated emotions became more and more.

She suddenly laughed, she looked at him, and finally said, "Pat, you see, it's not a big deal, I just forgot." ”

Patrick walked over to her, kicked the box, and sarcastically asked, "So you just forgot?"

"yes, I can go and throw it away now. She looked so calm.

He walked up to her and looked into her eyes, which he wished were completely open to him, but he found it still difficult for him to see into the depths.

He asked her, "Do you want to know what I think?"

She looked at him, waiting for him to finish.

He raised his voice, a little hysterical, "You keep his stuff because you think one day, one day he'll come back here!"

She hurriedly said, "Yes, I thought so. But after the summer, I forgot about it. ”

Patrick tugged at the corners of his mouth and shook his head, "No. It's always about you and him, no one else, isn't it?" he turned to leave, kicked the box again, and tore off the jacket he had just hung up at the door.

"Pat, wait. ”

As if he hadn't heard of it, he opened the door to her house. He didn't close the door.

Soon, Lu Ling heard the sound of the car starting. Then there are distant voices. The wind poured in, and she walked to the door and closed it.

After a while, she called him. He didn't answer. She hit another one, but he still didn't answer. She then left a voice message:

"Pat, I've already explained, I've long since thought so, that box doesn't mean anything at all. I understand you're angry, and when you're not so angry, please call me back. ”

Until one o'clock in the morning, Lu Ling didn't wait for Patrick's call back. She sent him a message:

Where are you? I'm worried about you. 】

After an hour, he still hadn't heard from him. She lay in bed and called him again, but no one answered.

In apprehension and worry, Lu Ling fell asleep. She always sleeps lightly, wakes up after a while, wakes up and looks at her phone, but there is always nothing.

The last time she fell asleep was at four o'clock, and when she woke up again at six o'clock.

It was still pitch black outside, but it was already a new day.

There was a training session today and a pre-match press conference. Lu Ling hurriedly finished his bath and prepared to go to Harrington. She hoped that Pat wouldn't be late for today's training session.

****

Five minutes before the start of the training session, Patrick didn't arrive. Not only Patrick, but also Yu Zixiang. This is unusual.

Lu Ling went to the locker room, and she rarely went to the locker room before the training session. She's menacing, and everyone knows why. The locker room was quiet and scary.

She called Ian aside, and Ian said he didn't know anything, and she asked a few other players who had a good relationship with Patrick and Yu Zixiang, and they also said they didn't know what the situation was. Then these people all called the two people, but neither Patrick nor Yu Zixiang answered the phone.

Nedham got up from his seat, walked to Lu Ling's side, and whispered, "Boss, I have something to tell you." ”

Lu Ling closed his lips and nodded, and walked to the side with the captain.

"Boss, I saw you leave with Patrick last night. ”

"Yes. Lu Ling paused for a moment and gave half of the message: "He left after he went home, and no one answered the phone." ”

Nedham hesitated and asked, "...... You guys quarreled?"

Lu Ling looked directly into Nedham's eyes and said nothing.

"Christine, you know I'm on your side. If I hadn't been mouthy before, I wouldn't be now. ”

She still didn't speak, but her face became more and more gloomy.

Nedham nodded his chin, closed his mouth, and retreated to his locker.

****

Patrick and Yu Zixiang missed the entire morning training session.

Tim didn't call Yu Zixiang until near the end of the morning training session. Yu Zixiang solemnly apologized on the phone and promised to arrive at Harrington with Patrick within an hour. He wanted to talk to the head coach in person, but Lu Ling refused to answer his call.

Tim hung up the phone and looked at Lu Ling.

She'd kept a straight face all morning, and she still does.

At the beginning of the training session, Leon underestimated the seriousness of the matter and made a joke about last night's dress, which she reprimanded very harshly.

'This is the last time I'll say this, I need you to be nervous and focus all your attention in the pre-match training session. Leon, I'm not a party girl, I'm your boss! You understand?"

Leon didn't say a word, just nodded vigorously.

Now, the head coach of the QPR said to the assistant coach with a calm face: "Tim, if they arrive, tell them not to go anywhere, and honestly wait for me to come back in my office." ”

Tim had never seen Christine like this before, and hurriedly agreed. He wanted to say a little reassurance, but she quickened her pace to the pre-match press conference, and she didn't seem to stop at all, so he didn't call her.

****

When Kristen Lu walked in, the sensitive reporters sensed something unusual.

This time, the head coach of QPR arrived late. Reporters chatted while they waited, with one of the London Evening Banner reporters mentioning that there appeared to be players from the QPR absent from training today, but the exact reason was not clear. The news didn't get much attention, the London Evening Standard's sources were not too credible, and the reporter's words were quickly forgotten by everyone because of the calm on Twitter.

But now, everyone is beginning to doubt the accuracy of that message.

The QPR boss sat down with a tense face.

A reporter from the Daily Mail was the first to say: "Christine, I heard that everyone was very happy at yesterday's Christmas party, we saw the photos, I have to say, you look like you are at the Oscars......"

Lu Ling interrupted the reporter's brisk speech in a cold tone.

"If you want to ask questions, please don't say these time-wasting words. ”

The reporters looked horrified.

What happened?

Could that message be true?

"It's a pre-match press conference, not small talk. My time is precious. Please hurry up and ask questions. ”

Although polite language was used, Kristen Lu's tone made the reporters a little overwhelmed.

"Christine, what's the injury situation in the team right now, and will John be available for the game against West Bromwich Albion?"

"John has to rest for a while. ”

"Patrick Amber is suspended for this game, so will the team come up with a plan to deal with it?"

"Of course we will have a solution. Someone is suspended, and someone makes up for it, otherwise we use 10 people to play?"

It's so weird that the reporters look at each other.

Someone asked a few more questions about the preparation and the opponent, and Christine's tone finally softened a little and talked a little more.

At this time, a reporter from the "Mirror" made a slight "ding" on his mobile phone, and a message popped up.

The message came from his informant. He looked at his phone, and the expression on his face changed rapidly. He hurriedly opened the official Twitter of the Mirror on his iPad and sent the message he had just received, and immediately asked the manager of QPR a question.

"Christine, our intelligence sources just revealed that Patrick Amber and Yu Zixiang were absent from training today, and we got a picture of them at a nightclub last night, can you please confirm this?"

Lu Ling's face twitched. Next, she propped herself up on the table with both hands and slowly stood up.

"Your intelligence source, if you've already filmed it, why do you ask me? Just write a story, as you always do. ”

Her gaze was sharp and aggressive, so sharp that some reporters cringed.

Then she said:

"We're the top team and I know it's your job to keep an eye on us. Any disturbance we have to you will be made a big fuss. I hope you guys enjoyed that message. But please also be responsible for your reporting. That's it for today's press conference. ”

After Lu Ling finished speaking, he pushed the chair away. The wooden chair legs made a screeching sound against the floor. Before being surrounded by reporters, she left the press conference.

****

When Lu Ling walked into the office, Patrick and Yu Zixiang, who were originally sitting on the sofa, hurriedly stood up. She didn't look at them. I didn't glance at it. Tim was there, but immediately left her office.

She first walked to the water dispenser and poured herself a glass of water, and after drinking one glass, she poured another glass, but she still felt dry and bitter in her mouth. She flattened the empty plastic cup and threw it into the trash. Then, she walked behind her desk and sat down. She could already smell the alcohol on the two men. The smell made her furious.

"Zixiang, close the door. She finally looked at one of the two players who had missed the entire morning training session. And her voice, full of chills, makes people uneasy.

Yu Zixiang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly went to close the door. As soon as he closed the door, he heard the manager laugh contemptuously and say:

"Pros, huh, pros?"

Yu Zixiang turned around, the head coach stood up suddenly, she slapped the table and said loudly: "Nightclub? How dare you? Double game a week, you still go to nightclub?!"

Patrick looked over, and she was really, very angry. She didn't look at him, she had already seen Zixiang, but she hadn't looked at him yet. 166 Reading Network