Qiao Du temporarily moved to He Zihan's residence, and then moved out after finding a house in the past two days.

He Zihan had to go to work at night and left quickly.

Qiao Twilight sat on the sofa to rest, and a pair of calendars had been hung on the opposite wall, but they were taken away at some point, and the bare wall looked particularly abrupt there.

It was okay that He Zihan didn't deliberately take out the calendar, but as soon as she deliberately took it away, her brain automatically remembered what day it was, and suddenly felt that the boundless angina was sweeping over, and the pain made her pale.

Desperately let yourself forget not to think about it, pick up a towel and start to wipe around and clean up to keep yourself busy.

A few minutes later, a call came in from the phone.

"Sister, I'm here to care for you." Qiao Xinyi's voice carried a hint of ill-will: "Is your face okay on the set today?" Oops, I was too involved in filming for a while, and I accidentally used too much force, so don't blame me. ”

Qiao Du didn't bother to pay attention: "I'm hanging up if there's nothing to do." ”

"Wait." Qiao Xinyi smiled and said: "Don't be in a hurry, sister, I really came to care about you, think about today, today is the death day of your child, six years ago, you gave birth to a stillborn, it scared me at that time, that child has pieces of black, purple, black and purple ......"

"Qiao Xinyi—" Qiao Duan suddenly held her head and shouted loudly.

Qiao Xinyi's gloomy voice continued: "Sister, don't be like this, I'm really here to care about your ......"

"Ahh

That's right, today is the death day of the child who died young, and it is also the day she has always wanted to forget.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Qiao Du appeared in the clubhouse and asked for a private room.

When He Zihan knew, she was already drunk.

What can I do?

He was on duty again, and he couldn't leave, so he flipped out her phone in a hurry to see if there were any acquaintances in her address book, and this flip turned to a strange name: no urine sex.

Burst!

Who did she give such a nickname.

With his understanding of Qiao Duan, the more he dared to use this kind of nickname, the more it meant that the relationship was good, and then he was relieved.

couldn't care so much, He Zihan sent a voice message.

-

Outside the window, the wind was raging, and the raindrops crackled on the glass.

There was no light in the study, and the man's figure was hidden in the darkness, a cigarette burning between his fingers.

The phone vibrated twice, his figure moved, turned on the lamp, glanced at the phone, and manually clicked on the next voice, "Uh, hello, this is Jiangnan Club, I'm Qiao Dui's friend, she is drunk, can you come over and send her home for me, thank you!" ”

He stood still for a moment, squinting at the phone screen until it went black, spat out a puff of smoke, snuffed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and strode open the door and exited.

-

He Zihan helped Qiao Dui, who was as weak as mud, to the door, and was temporarily called away by the foreman, so he had to ask another young girl in the club to take care of Qiao Du for him temporarily.

When He Zihan was done and rushed over, the young girl was still there, but Qiao Du was gone.

"What about people?"

The young girl touched her red face with an obsessive face: "I was picked up by a very handsome, very handsome, very handsome man." ”

He Zihan scolded and stretched out his head to see that it was raining.

Call Joe's phone and turn it off.