"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to......"

Knowing that she had hit someone, Xia Chanwu hurriedly lowered her head and apologized, but her eyes stared at the text messages on her phone from time to time, looking a little absent-minded.

A very charming voice came from the other side: "It's okay, miss." I bumped into you too, you didn't ......" The voice was placed in the air for a while, and the other party's tone suddenly changed abruptly: "You, are you a cicada dance?" ”

"Huh?"

Hearing someone call her name, Xia Chan Wu raised her head, but she was puzzled: "This gentleman, how do you know my name, do we know each other?" ”

Saying this, my brain still involuntarily entered the search mode, because the face in front of me is really familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it.

Hearing her say this, the people in front of him smiled a little helplessly, and picked up the fruit basket on the ground casually: "Miss Xia Chanwu, we only met in this hospital half a month ago, don't you remember me?" I didn't expect Miss Xia to be so forgetful. ”

Well? Half a month ago, Xia's Hospital, we met...... Xia Cicada Dance sped up the search speed in her mind.

Half a month ago, she was in the hospital because Leng Feng injured someone because of her, and then they quarreled on the phone, and then they ran into the ghost baby falling from the sky, and then ......

Ha, I remembered.

"Lan Song."

Xia Chan Wu exclaimed, "You are Lan Song!?" Are you here to visit your fiancée? "It's really worth beating, and even the kind people who saved themselves can forget it.

Alas, it's all because there have been too many things that have happened during this time, and I have been "banned" by that cold madman for so long, and I have long been like him, and I am about to become neurotic.

Hearing this, the man opposite turned helpless into a comfortable smile: "Well, yes, thank you Miss Xia for remembering me." ”

"Hehe......".

Xia Chan Wu smirked at Lan Song: "Remember, you saved me, you are a kind person, of course I remember you."

The last time I was in the hospital, I was in a hurry and couldn't thank you properly, which was really rude. Not only that, but I ran into it again, but I didn't recognize the person.

Alas~ What a woman with no conscience, Xia Chan Wu couldn't help but pick her good-looking eyebrows to hide her weakness at this time.

"It's just a small thing, you don't have to take it to heart. I don't think anyone who saw you faint in the scorching sun that day would have stood idly by. ”

Looking at the woman in front of her, her complexion was much better, and the whole person looked really happy compared to the state of almost collapse that day.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Lan Song put the fruit basket in his hand back on the ground, turned to look at Xia Chanwu, took out something from his jacket pocket, and handed it to her:

"Isn't that a coincidence, you say? This one has just been fixed today, and I met you, and I don't have to bother to find its owner. As the words came out, Lan Song couldn't help but take a deep breath.

God knows how long this phone has been in his pocket.

On the afternoon of Xia Chanwu's departure, he sent the broken mobile phone to the branch, and since then he has been putting it on his body, thinking that one day he will see its owner again, and the good things will be returned to the original owner.

Maybe even he didn't realize that when he met this woman again, in addition to joy, there seemed to be a trace of expectation and longing on his face.

And all this feeling only stemmed from the small figure in his brain that was so weak that it was heart-wrenching......

Xia Chanwu took a look, and her jaw dropped in shock: Isn't this her hard-working, trampled James mobile phone with a cat's face? Now it's exactly the same as it was before it was broken.

Holding the phone, not to mention how happy he was: "Did you help me fix it, thank you so much, you are so good, I don't know what to say." ”

In other words, although she now has a sky-high mobile phone, it is a product that has been "specially trained" by a certain master, and holding it is not equivalent to carrying a monitor with her, it is better not to have it.

Lan Song looked down at the mobile phone in her hand, and said: "Actually, you don't have to thank me, I see that this mobile phone is a rare private customization, and it would be a pity to be damaged like this."

Coincidentally, a branch of our group specializes in dealing with this kind of imported mobile phone, so I will ask them to help you repair it. ”

"yes, that's such a coincidence." Xia Chanwu looked at the time on her phone, and her thoughts couldn't help but drift to the bowl of fragrant longan barley porridge.

She asked Lan Song for his mobile phone number so that she could repay him for saving his life in the future. Lan Song was overjoyed, took her mobile phone, entered and saved her number.

Just as the two were parting, there was movement not far away.

"Lan Song~"

In just two words, there are enough complaints inside.

Along with the disgruntling came a figure in a hospital gown with a bandage on his forehead.

The two followed the voice and looked over. Lan Song instantly lost his chatter and laughter, and changed to his usual restrained and calm posture.

Xia Chanwu's hands holding the phone, but she couldn't help but tighten: "It's her?" ”

really responded to that sentence: the road is narrow.

When the sound arrived, the owner of the voice just walked into Lan Song, and he was full of complaints: "Lan ~ Song ......, didn't you come to take me home to recuperate, I can't wait for you, but you are talking and laughing with other women here, and you still don't take my fiancée seriously......"

As she spoke, the woman glanced at Xia Chanwu, and immediately pulled Lan Song and screamed in fright: "It's her, it's her...... Lan Song, call the police and arrest this murderer! It's her looking for someone to kill me. ”