**

The other side.

Lin Miao, who was playing a game to vent his uneasiness today, couldn't help frowning when he looked at the grayed screen after his fourth death.

He was in a state of flux, and there was always a voice in his head that shouldn't have been.

It made it a bit difficult for him to concentrate.

Finally, after the game was hurriedly and reluctantly over, Lin Miao turned off the computer and sat on the bed.

I took my phone and slid it on Weibo to see the funny video, and after glimpsing the hot search on Weibo at random, I suddenly stopped.

#深池#

Thinking of something, he turned over and glanced at the book on the bedside, and immediately clicked into the hot search.

Seeing the first Weibo that came to him made Lin Miao's eyes change.

Suddenly, Lin Miao remembered the moment he turned around in the underground parking garage, the woman who leaned against the car door and looked at him deeply in the dark.

and the woman in the studio, who made him can't help but look at it again and again.

Aerodrome? Aerodrome......

couldn't help but fall into the memories.

It didn't take long for Lin Miao to quickly sober up again, frowning and scolding, "What am I thinking.... It can't really be..."

Before he finished complaining, Lin Miao's fingers accidentally touched the screen, only to see the Youyou progress bar going down, and the screen quickly appeared to be a photo of Su Miao's last interview.

Su Miao was wearing a blue short skirt with broken hair, her hair was braided, and she sat on a chair gently and lovely, holding the microphone in her right hand.

The pupils are constricted and the heart beats faster.

With a click, his hand quickly turned off the screen of the phone, looking at the black screen, Lin Miao took a deep breath to control his emotions.

He has never had such a big emotional fluctuation in the face of all kinds of desperate situations for so long.

Now, the uneasiness in his heart was even stronger.

After several deep breaths to adjust, Lin Miao took the underwear on one side, took off the bath towel and threw it on the ground, lifted the quilt and got into it to turn off the light in one go.

Sleep, sleep.

Three o'clock in the middle of the night.

A man slowly poked his head out of the bed, his strong arms resting on his head, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

**

The next morning.

Lin Miao, who had finished washing, was stopped by Liu Qian, who lived opposite and just came out of the house, as soon as he went out to have breakfast.

"Lin Miao, it's pretty late today."

Usually, Lin Miao is always the first to get up and go downstairs for breakfast, and now at 9:45, Lin Miao can still be seen coming out of the room.

"Hmm." Lin Miao turned sideways and looked at Liu Qian, his thin lips closed.

As soon as he was facing Liu Qian, the bags under Lin Miao's eyes were clearly seen in his eyes, and the look of exhaustion after an all-night exercise made Liu Qian's eyes widen, "Wow." Didn't you sleep well last night? This big bag under the eyes. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Qian who was gnawing on the watermelon pricked up his ears, and immediately glanced over, holding the watermelon in his left hand, staring at Lin Miao with a pair of small eyes, and then squirted out watermelon juice in amazement, "Damn, Lin Miao, you won't train all night last night, right?" The face is pale and the bags under the eyes are frightening. Are you feeling unwell? ”

The words of the two struck Lin Miao's heart, moved back slightly, touched his face with his left hand, and said a little helplessly: "I'm fine." ”

"Oh, Brother Lin Miao. I know you're trying, but you still have to take a break. Don't let training delay your body. You really can't do that. I'll ask the coach to give you a leave of absence, and you can sleep for a while. You'll wake up for the afternoon training. When Shang Qian saw Lin Miao's appearance, he thought that he was still relatively restrained when he first came to the team, so he immediately took out a paper from his pocket and wiped his mouth, with a big brother's affectionate words.

"I'm fine. I can't hold on to what I'm going to say. Seeing this, Lin Miao trembled his eyelashes slightly, and his tone was still indifferent.

After speaking, Lin Miao staggered his body and walked sideways in the direction of the elevator.

Avoiding the sight of the two, Lin Miao's eyes flashed with embarrassment for a moment.

Last night, he dreamed of something he shouldn't have dreamed about.

**

Su Miao, who was already sitting cross-legged in the living room, was looking at last night's Weibo comments with her left hand, and was silently holding a slice of bread with jam in her right hand and nibbling on it.

The Weibo comment area exploded, and the first few hot comments were very interesting.

[Tutu Tutu: What's the matter?] Want to save your girlish image? 】

[King Yama's little rabbit cub: Madam, don't be like this, I'm afraid. 】

[Tianwang Laozi: Today is the arrival of Tianwang Laozi, and I also said that you can't change shape! ] Write me scary jokes obediently, don't think about what you don't have. Do men affect the speed of your code words? 】

[Is the deep pool updated today?] : Wake up Mrs., let's not fall in love with mortals. 】

[Like you like me: what? ] What do you want to do? Drag and drop a new move? If you don't admit it, write it for me. 】

[Scattered into mud and dust: shocked! ] A well-known horror young woman wants to transform into a sweet first love girl. 】

[Senior fan of Shenchi: Mrs., you are not suitable for romance. A lady who can shed her powder. 】

【.....】

Frowning and looking down, Su Miao took the last bite of bread.

Then he placed the tablet on the table and patted the breadcrumbs on his hands against the trash can.

What does it mean that she is a horrible young woman? Is it okay for sister to be 25? A bunch of fake fans.

Just as I was muttering in my heart, my phone rang.