Chapter 70: I'll Go to the Second Bedroom to Sleep (2)
She must have not been asleep for long, her eyelashes were still wet, and there was a tear hanging from the corner of her eye.
After he left, she may have cried again, her eyes were a little swollen, and the tip of her nose was red......
Seeing this scene, Han Jingnian's fingertips couldn't help but clench the Yakult in his hand, and even his heart seemed to be grabbed by something, and there was a twitching pain.
Han Jingnian maintained the movement of handing out Yakult, stood on the edge of the bed and stared at Xia Wanhao for a long time, and then bent over slightly, pulled the quilt up, covering her exposed shoulders.
When he got up, his eyes fell on her sleeping face again, even if she had cried, her facial features were still beautiful and moving, he stared at her for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, his fingertips had fallen on the corners of her eyes somehow, gently wiping away her tears.
The slightly cool wetness on his fingertips, as if with a scorching temperature, spread all the way to his chest, and his heart ached slightly.
He pursed his lips and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then gently placed the Yakult in his hand beside her pillow and got up to leave.
Before he could turn around, the corner of his eye swept a flash of light that suddenly lit up, and he looked at it, it was her charging phone on the bedside table, and a new text message had entered.
He didn't actually mean to peek at her text messages, but just swiped his name on the screen: "Brother Jingnian......"
He frowned slightly, reached out and pressed the screen of his phone, and read the text message carefully.
"There are only nine hours left until twelve o'clock at noon, have you thought about it? In the end, you took the initiative to leave Brother Jingnian, or I will go to find Brother Jingnian tomorrow! ”
After reading the news, Han Jingnian's brows furrowed even more.
A touch of displeasure and anger that he himself was not aware of crawled into his eyes.
He glanced at the phone number, which was unfamiliar, but he still went through it in his heart and wrote down the eleven digits.
Han Jingnian, who finished reading the text message, was about to retract his gaze when another message entered the screen, or from that phone number: "I don't know if you are really asleep or pretending to be asleep, I hope you don't challenge my patience, Brother Jingnian, he can only be mine alone, and he will only be mine alone!" ”
Han Jingnian: "......"
After a while, he picked up Xia Goodnight's mobile phone, entered a few keys, entered the background of the phone, cracked Xia Goodnight's lock screen password in three clicks and two clicks, and clicked on the text message.
He saw the phone number in the text message bar at a glance, and when he clicked in, the first thing he saw was three photos.
One by one, it is the scene of Xia Goodnight watching a movie with a strange man, seemingly kissing and leaving the movie theater......
There was not much expression on his face, his fingertips touched the screen slightly, zoomed in on the photo, and then he saw the clues of the photo in less than a second.
Aren't these all composite photos?
It's just that PS technology is a little superb, and it's still okay to deceive normal people, but for people with excellent professional skills like him, it's useless.