The system sighed, "You deliberately tied up with Chen Ruo, trying to live and die together, you think weirdly, isn't this a card bag!" I've told you a long time ago that something will happen if you have more card bags. Chen Ruo was bound to die, and you made the plot impossible to make it come true, so I was also punished and disappeared for so many days. ”

"Ah......h

Ginger Velvet leaned on the head of the bed with his knees crossed, like a reprimanded little animal. She buried her head in her knees and let the system ramble.

When the system saw that she was obedient, she let go of her courage to make up nonsense: "No matter what you want to investigate through Yu Miao, you must not mention the details of the fall." That incident can't be rounded anymore, it has become a blank plot, as long as the relevant people think about it, they will be in danger like Jing Yunian! ”

Unexpectedly, Jiang Rongrong's eyes lit up: "Jing Yusheng is also a relevant person, can we also deal with him through this method?" ”

"No more bugs!" The system roared in her head. Jiang Rongrong waved his hand again and again, repeatedly promising that he would not get stuck in the future.

The system hesitated for a moment, and then said: "There is also Chen Ruo, she is already dead in the original plot, so you must not see each other again, something will happen." ”

"That's right." Jiang Rongrong once again truly felt the powerlessness of being completely unable to control her fate, she let go of her arms, stretched her legs, and lay on the hospital bed in a "big character".

"It's good to survive." Jiang Rong muttered. Chen Ruo shouldn't have died, saving Chen Ruo has no regrets.

Days passed, and at Jiang Rongrong's insistence, she was finally discharged from the hospital after being hospitalized for two weeks. Before leaving, she carried her suitcase to Jing Yunian's ward.

Mr. Jing was half-leaning on the head of the bed, and the black computer desk in front of him was thoughtfully supported by Assistant Zhao, which was convenient for office.

He had a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his overly noble nose, and while browsing the electronic documents, he glanced at Jiang Rongrong with a scrutinizing gaze, and instantly understood the meaning of this person.

"Miss Jiang is about to be discharged from the hospital?" His fingertips fluttered over the keyboard, his eyes glued to the computer screen.

Jiang Rongrong put down the suitcase and looked at Jing Yunian's keyboard with great interest. A little further away, he stood by the bed and looked at his delicate frames.

She found that Jing Yunian was quite sullen. I heard that he gave up his studies at a young age to inherit the family property, and he looks quite mature, but in fact, he likes things that young people like. The keyboard must be a customized mechanical keyboard, the world's top configuration, or a blue switch, and it is estimated that there must be a silent keyboard for the office.

The most amazing thing is the glasses, and a smile appeared on the lips of ginger velvet. Every time he sees Jing Yunian working, he wears different glasses.

The prescription must be the same, the style is exactly the same, the only thing that changes is the frame and the case. Surely, this man must have had countless glasses and keyboards.

She looked Jing Yunian up and down like a pervert, and even Assistant Zhao couldn't stand it anymore, and quietly withdrew from the ward. The system couldn't see it, and reminded him with a headache, Jiang Rongrong coughed lightly, and pretended to say: "Yes, it's already well, and I'll be discharged from the hospital." It's just that poor Jing always has to stay for two more days. ”

"Oh?" Jing Yunian's fingers flying on the keyboard stopped, turned his head to look at her, and his eyes moved slightly: "Is Miss Jiang rushing back to listen to the class?" ”

"Isn't it, it's a little too late to go back now." Jiang Rongrong nodded, frowning. How many classes has she pulled down these days, and she usually can't get her points, isn't it a tragic death at the end of the term!

"Well, too." Jing Yunian seemed to empathize, and he said lightly: "It seems that Miss Jiang must have done what the counselor explained." ”

Jiang Rongrong dragged the suitcase and froze in place, looking at the thin figure on the hospital bed. What the counselor explains, what he explains...... What did you confess?

These days, because she failed the mission, she fainted and went to the hot search and other things, her health dropped wildly, and her brain was a little bad...... Wait, hot search! Ahhhh

These days, because of Jing Yunian's sudden fainting and the disappearance and return of the system, these complicated things have made Jiang Rongrong completely forget the counselor's instructions. In addition, the doctor took away Jiang Rongrong's mobile phone under the instructions of whom, and it was called peace of mind to recuperate, so that the counselor, roommates and others called and reminded him many times to no avail!

"Ahhh She hurriedly called the counselor, but found that she had been blocked by the other party.

Now it's useless to contact roommates, Jiang Rongrong thought she was weak and threw herself at Jing Yunian on the bed, trying to hug his waist, but was slapped in the face by the experienced Mr. Jing picking up the keyboard.

"Mr. Jing!" Adhering to the principle of not giving up easily, Jiang Rongrong still hugged Mr. Jing's arm and begged bitterly: "Help me, Mr. Jing, you remember this matter, there must be a way, right!" ”

"Get out of the way." Jing Yunian pushed her in disgust, and then Zhao Lin suddenly appeared at the door, Jing Yunian hesitated: "You go back to school first, and I'll figure out the rest." ”

Jiang Rongrong thanked him for his kindness, and he almost promised to offer a tablet to Jing Yunian. When she dragged the big suitcase away, Zhao Lin came in and simply packed her luggage.

"Found?"

Seeing Assistant Zhao nodding with a computer bag, Jing Yunian turned over and got out of bed, his movements were neat, like a person who was injured and bedridden.