Chapter Seventy-Four: A Grin

"Knock knock...... Knock knock ......"

Ling Qing stood in front of the neighbor's door across her house, that is, in front of Mu Changsheng's house, raised her hand and knocked lightly a few times. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There was a "squeak" and the door was opened from the inside.

But before she could see anyone, a dark shadow rushed straight at her.

Ling Qing smiled at the corner of her mouth, stretched out her hands with a smile on her face, immediately caught the behemoth that flew on her, touched its soft hair, and said softly: "Wood, have you been obedient and eaten well in the past two days?" ”

"Wang...... Wang Wang...... "Wood understood, barked twice, and kept wagging his tail.

Ling Qing smiled: "Did you miss me?" ”

The wooden front leg was completely on Ling Qing's leg, and the tongue was still exposed, and he kept saying, "Ha...... Ha ......"

expressed his enthusiasm for Ling Qing's homecoming.

"The wood has been very obedient these two days!" Mu Changsheng, who was standing at the door of the house, was dressed in casual home clothes, and the gentle atmosphere on his body became more and more intense.

"Thank you, it's really troublesome." Ling Qing said to Mu Changsheng with a grateful face.

If it weren't for Mu Changsheng helping to take care of the wood in the past two days, she really planned to send the wood back to take care of it with her grandfather.

But then her grandfather would definitely ask her what had happened, and she didn't have time to take care of the wood.

"It's okay, you're so polite, the wood is so cute, I'm also very happy to take care of it." Mu Changsheng replied with a smile on his face.

Ling Qing could see that Mu Changsheng really liked wood, and looking at the scene where he usually fed wood, he knew that he liked dogs.

So she was very relieved to hand over the wood to Mu Changsheng to take care of, and Mu also liked Mu Changsheng's cooking skills.

When she thought of her family's foodie dog, she must have eaten happily at Mu Changsheng's house in the past two days, and she felt that in fact, her master was not competent at all.

"That's okay, then I won't be polite to you, I guess I'll be very busy recently, so I'll bother you." Ling Qing did not refuse pretentiously, after all, in her heart, she still trusted Mu Changsheng more, and she was at ease when she handed over her beloved dog to him.

"Okay, that's okay." Mu Changsheng didn't hesitate at all and directly agreed to Ling Qing's request.

He knew that she had recently needed to run between the hospital and the company, and he looked at Ling Qing's face a little haggard, and the dark circles under his eyes were also a little heavy.

It is estimated that she has not slept much in the past two days, and he didn't want to say it, but after thinking about it, he still said worriedly: "Mr. Ling, take care of your body, it's not difficult to get tired!" ”

As soon as Ling Qing heard Mu Changsheng's words full of concern, her heart warmed, "Well, I'll pay attention, thank you!" ”

He couldn't worry too much, after all, his relationship with her hadn't surfaced to the point where he could point fingers.

So he could only nod helplessly.

In the end, Ling Qing said goodbye to Mu Changsheng at the door of his house, and then turned around and returned to his home.

She just wanted to wash off the smell of dust as soon as possible, she was so tired from the past two days.

At present, she just wants to take a good bath, lie in her bed, sleep well, and recuperate herself before facing tomorrow's battle!

I went to the hospital to see Duan Yunfeng after work today, and I felt that his complexion was still not very good, and it seemed that it was indeed the sequelae of excessive blood loss.

When these few days are over, she has to make some blood-replenishing things to make him a good supplement.

Half an hour later.

Ling Qing took a white towel and walked out of the bathroom while stirring her hair.

Before he reached the sofa, the phone on the table rang in time.

"Jingle bell...... Jingle bell ......"

Who will call this point? It was so late, Ling Qing wondered, at this time, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and an idea suddenly popped up, could it be the phone call from that mysterious person last time?

She didn't go to the appointment that day, because the situation was too urgent, and she was only thinking about Duan Yunfeng and Qiao Yange's illness at the time, and she didn't remember that at all.

It was only after the incident that she remembered one thing.

But it's not that she doesn't care, it's just that what is in front of her is more urgent and important.

Ling Qing slowly stretched out her hand, picked up the phone, she didn't even look at the caller ID, and directly connected the phone.

"Hey!" Ling Qing just said one word simply.

After that, she was silent, because she felt that since it was the other party who was looking for her.

Then the other party will speak first, so that the initiative is in her hands and not the other party.

Even if the other party hangs up the phone, then she will have nothing to lose.

The only loss estimate is to give up knowing the truth about her parents' deaths in advance.

But she believes that she has the ability to find the mastermind behind the scenes, and it is only a matter of time.

"Haven't you slept yet?" A gentle and nice voice came from the phone.

"Eh" Ling Qing thought it was the person last time, but he didn't expect him to call at this point.

"Just got home, what's wrong, is it uncomfortable there?" She asked with concern.

Why hasn't Duan Yunfeng slept at this point, when she left, wasn't he obedient and resting?

Why would this give her back the phone, it's really not good at all.

Duan Yun's crazy low voice came directly into Ling Qing's ears through the telephone line: "I can't sleep." ”

"Why?" Ling Qing asked rhetorically.

As soon as she asked, there was a few seconds of silence on the phone.

Duan Yunfeng replied: "I miss you, I can't sleep when I think about it." ”

"Forehead ......"

Although Duan Yunfeng would have said such meaty words before, but now when she heard such meaty words, her body still trembled slightly.

"I always feel that I am in a dream, and you in the dream will not ignore me and treat me coldly as before."

"You're going to soften my emotions once in a while now, and you don't have that temperament that rejects people thousands of miles away."

When Ling Qing heard Duan Yunfeng's words, his heart was also extremely complicated for a while.

She really didn't know that Duan Yunfeng would also have such a fragile and insecure time.

Her heart began to feel a little sorry for him at this time.

"No, you're not dreaming." Ling Qing really couldn't bear Duan Yunfeng's muttering as if he was talking in a dream.

She could even imagine Duan Yunfeng lying alone on that hospital bed, calling herself with a lonely expression.

"Really?" Duan Yunfeng asked uncertainly!

Ling Qing replied affirmatively, "You are not dreaming, everything is true!" ”

As soon as she spoke, the phone began to be silent for a few seconds, and then there was a sparse sound, which seemed to be the sound of cloth rubbing.

"I could still call you...... Qing'er? Duan Yunfeng asked tentatively, with a hint of caution in his words.

How could this find out that Duan Yunfeng had become a child! Ling Qing replied with some amusement: "Yes, whatever you want to call it." ”

Duan Yunfeng, who was on the other side of the phone, was lying on the bed sideways at this time, holding the mobile phone, smirking vigorously, and kept shouting: "Qing'er, Qing'er......"