Chapter 24—Although Liangchen is Dead, His Soul Is Not at Peace (4)
Lin Anlan came out of the shower and dried her hair with a hair dryer. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Picking up the comb from the dresser, he brushed it lightly for a moment, and when he looked down, he saw the two pieces of paper on the dresser.
She felt that these two pieces of paper were so terrible that she was so frightened that her hand holding the wooden comb paused on her head for a long time before she subconsciously lowered her hand.
Quickly put the comb on the dresser, frantically folded the two pieces of paper together, quickly opened the drawer, stuffed the paper into the drawer, and quickly closed the drawer.
After completing this series of movements, she felt that her heart was about to jump out of her throat.
Fortunately, it was just a piece of paper he left behind, and if I really saw him, I would probably have been scared to death by him!
Lin Anlan patted his chest, picked up the wooden comb again, combed it on his head a few times, and quickly threw the wooden comb on the dresser and quickly went to bed.
She doesn't have the heart to go to work, she thinks about love! Anyway, she doesn't like that class very much, as long as she sees the door of the company, she feels uncomfortable, let alone tired of being in it day by day.
She sat on the edge of the bed, her hands clasped around her knees, and thought wildly.
I don't have a clue! There was a "ding ding dong" in my ears
The sound of an incoming phone call.
She followed the sound and saw that her mobile phone was on the small table next to the bed, moved towards the small table, and reached out to hold the phone in her hand.
The call was made by Feng Xue, Lin Anlan looked at Feng Xue's name flashing on the screen of her mobile phone, frowned slightly, opened the answer button, and answered quickly.
Lin Anlan opened the answer button, and before she could speak, Feng Xue over there spoke first: "An'an, how is it?" Are you feeling better? You take care of your body at home, if you really can't do it, I'll help you take another day off tomorrow? ”
Belch! Feng Xue was full of caring voices, so much so that Lin Anlan was stunned, ask for leave, did she ask her to take leave?
She was slightly stunned, and then squeaked into the phone and said, "Feng Xue, I, I'm a little better!" ”
"Oh, that's good, An'an, then you have a good rest, if you still don't feel well, you can send me a message tomorrow morning, and I will help you ask for leave."
"Well, okay, Feng Xue, thank you then!"
"An An, what are you polite to me? Okay, it's time to go to work, hang up first! ”
"Well, goodbye Feng Xue!"
"Well, good!"
The phone hung up, and Lin Anlan was the second monk who was confused.
Thinking about what Feng Xue said just now, if you are still uncomfortable, send me a message tomorrow morning, and I will help you ask for leave.
Does that mean that I messaged her myself in the morning and asked her to help ask for leave?
Lin Anlan's delicate little face crossed a trace of doubt, and then lowered his head and clicked on the information box on his mobile phone, and directly clicked on the information marked with Feng Xue's name.
The message does show that he has sent a message to Feng Xue, a total of two, one is a message at 7:14 in the morning, asking Feng Xue to help ask for leave.
One is the two words that Feng Xue replied to after agreeing to help ask for leave, thank you.
What about the sky? Lin Anlan held the mobile phone in one hand and pinched his eyebrows with the other.
Could it be that I was scared by a ghost last night, and my brain was short-circuited, right? Why is it not impressive at all?
How could this be, Lin Anlan pinched her eyebrows, and patted her head fiercely, but she couldn't remember, what the hell was going on?