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After yelling hoarsely, Fang Shaoyang's eyes were all red, and his mind was full of unwillingness, grievance, and helplessness as he didn't know what to do with He Qiao.

However, He Qiao was silent again.

The silence seemed endless, a sign of irreparable estrangement and undying antipathy.This kind of silence is accumulated from past hurts and disappointments, like magma that has completely cooled after a volcanic eruption, piled up on a mountain pass and will never disappear.

Fang Shaoyang ran out of words, and his chest was heaving violently.After adjusting his breathing repeatedly, he took his phone out of his half-wet windbreaker, flipped to a certain interface and threw it to the back row.

"Look for yourself, this is a text message she sent me."

The phone was shining brightly next to it, but He Qiao remained motionless, and only turned his head slightly until the moment before the screen was turned off.Before I finish reading a few lines, my heart is already clear, but I still don't have much reaction.

"She and I have always been very clear that we are friends. She sent you those photos because she was worried about my safety and wanted to force me to leave Linjiang with her." Fang Shaoyang tilted his head slightly, his shoulders sank, leaving only Give He Qiao a vague back, "But it doesn't matter, anyway, I've been so bad in your heart long ago, it doesn't make any essential difference to you to lie to you one more time and less time."

It is clearly a matter that can be confirmed and explained by a phone call or a text message, but both of them keep it secret. One is afraid of well ropes after being bitten by a snake for ten years, and the other is afraid that the other party will not care if it is said, and the explanation is futile. .

He Qiao raised his head and moved his lips, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.Say "I see, that's really nice" or "I'm so stupid to think so badly of you"?It's all lies.If I do it again, I'm afraid I will still believe it. Now that I know the truth, I don't feel lucky, because their best time is over.As Fang Shaoyang said, there is no essential difference.

But Fang Shaoyang has been waiting, stubbornly looking at him through the rearview mirror, hoping to get even the slightest response from him.There is no need to comfort, let alone say sorry, just saying "So you didn't lie to me" is enough.

But He Qiao just refused to say.

After waiting for a long time, Fang Shaoyang took a trembling breath, got out of the car, pulled up his luggage and strode away.He Qiao's heart tightened, he wanted to call him but it was too late, he walked too fast.

The driver hurriedly stomped out the cigarette and ran back: "Boss, your friend, why did he leave? This place is still far from the city, and you can't walk back until dawn?"

Under the street lamps, the slanting rain, the young and vigorous back on the straight road.

The previous quarrel came to He Qiao's mind, and he got off the car without saying a word and left, and then waited for him to pick him up.

Fang Shaoyang has such a personality, even if he likes you enough to give you his life, he is still flammable and explosive when he encounters annoying things, and he will get angry at every turn.Especially in front of He Qiao, he likes to get angry.I used to be confident, but now I care too much.

What's even more coincidental is that he still didn't take the phone with him this time.

He Qiao clutched his mobile phone in his hand, looked down at it, and thought, at last he knew how to leave a step for himself.

"Let's drive."

"Leave him alone?" The driver was a little surprised.

"You go first."

He Qiao held the phone until it was so hot that he still didn't let go, but this time he didn't wait for a takeaway call.

After more than 20 minutes, the car stopped at the gate of Hilton.The driver got out of the car and helped him carry his luggage to the elevator, and agreed to meet downstairs at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning, then took his leave and left.

After entering the room, I changed clothes and hung up the wet coat. The clock on the wall just reached 12 o'clock.He Qiao thought and thought, and finally went downstairs with the mobile phone that did not belong to him. He went to the front desk and asked, "Hi, may someone named Fang Shaoyang check in tonight."

The attitude of the front desk was very good, and he immediately lowered his head to help him check, but after 2 minutes, he pursed his lips and shook his head: "Sorry, guest, there is no such person as you mentioned at the moment."

He Qiao was startled, looked up at the entire row of clocks behind the front desk, nodded slightly after a while: "Understood, thank you."

Walk away a few steps, then turn around and go back, "This mobile phone is stored with you. If someone named Fang Shaoyang comes to open the room, please pass it on to him for me."

This kind of thing is not uncommon in hotels, it's just a matter of little effort.The front desk tore off a note and handed it to him: "Then please write down your friend's name."

He Qiao took the paper and pen, and wrote down the words Fang Shaoyang after a long absence.

It rained all night.

He woke up before seven o'clock the next day.The damp smell in the room can be easily felt even if the windows are not opened.Walking out of the hotel, some passers-by were riding bicycles in raincoats, and some hurried to work with umbrellas.

The driver, Lao Yi, was very punctual, and was already waiting at the hotel gate at five minutes to eight.Seeing He Qiao coming out, he hurried up to greet him: "Morning Boss He. Boss, why do you have so heavy dark circles under your eyes? Was it the thunder that woke you up last night? The weather in Jiu'an is really annoying, and I can't wait for a day of thunder Flashed several times..."

The car door opened, but He Qiao didn't sit in. Instead, he turned and walked back after a short pause: "Wait for a few minutes, I'll go back and get something."

The front desk has changed shifts, and a man smiled and nodded at him: "Hello."

"Hi, I want to ask—"

Before he could say the second half of the sentence, he had already seen the mobile phone next to the keyboard, with the sticky note stuck on it.

"What do you want to ask?"

He raised his head and looked at the clock on the wall again.

eight o'clock.

He spent the rest of the day busy.Meeting downstream distributors, negotiating business, signing contracts, site selection and site inspection, and visiting local inspection personnel, I have been busy until nearly ten o'clock at night before getting out of the box for entertaining guests.

The partner sent him to the door of the restaurant: "You didn't drive, do you want me to see you?"

He Qiao declined the offer politely: "The head office arranged a driver for me, and it should have arrived by now."

"Okay, what time is the flight tomorrow?"

"Nine in the morning."

"Oh, it's an early flight. Hurry up and go back to rest, and see you in Linjiang some other day."

Just as they were shaking hands and saying goodbye, the driver, Lao Yi, had already pulled the car up to him, and trotted over to carry his bags and clothes for him.

"Mr. He, do you want to go directly to the hotel?"

"Ah."

He took off his glasses and leaned tiredly on the leather seat.Lao Yi took a peek at him from the rearview mirror, and didn't chat with him after that, and drove his car quietly along the way.

In the past two years, Jiu'an has been speeding up its development. It was even worse before, and it was all wasteland outside the third ring road.Now the local government is vigorously developing the tourism economy, a wild animal park has been built in the surrounding area, a well-known amusement park, a large business center and so on have been built in the city center.

Driving near soho, the speed is getting slower and slower until it is completely blocked.

"Maybe we have to block for a while, don't worry."

He Qiao opened his eyes.

"It's very close to the embassy area, and next to it is a bar street and a KTV. It gets more lively at night, and it's blocked seven days a week."

As soon as the car window was lowered by a crack, the noise from outside immediately came in, and Lao Yi quickly closed it again.

Outside, the lights are feasting, young friends, business people, men and women hooking shoulders.He Qiao sat silently, looking out the window inadvertently, and saw a familiar figure after a while.

Shao Yang?

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Late at night, a sensual street.

Fang Shaoyang, who had disappeared for 24 hours, appeared at the door of a pure K, standing with several men of similar age.He changed into a short jacket, his back was slightly hunched, and his body was full of the intoxication that could not be washed away by the night.

I didn't know what to say next to him, smiled and patted him on the back.He took out cigarettes from his pocket and handed them to the people around him, biting one himself, and folded his hands to block the wind when he lit the cigarette.

He Qiao's gaze was glued to him, and he couldn't move it away no matter what.

Maybe it was because the wind was too strong, and he tilted his head and coughed as soon as he took a sip, coughing and laughing, and coping with the people next to him.

Before they finished smoking a cigarette, they went back home separately, getting into their respective cars.Fang Shaoyang also waved his hands, walking unsteadily towards the intersection.

The rainy road was still dry, and he staggered a little, almost falling over the road ridge several times.He Qiao unconsciously leaned forward, leaning on the window with his hands, and followed the staggering figure closely with his eyes.But at this moment, the road became clearer, and the car started to drive forward. He hastily shouted in a low voice: "Drive slowly."

Lao Yi didn't understand, so he asked, "What did you say?"

"I said drive slowly and stop at the intersection ahead."

Fang Shaoyang stopped at that intersection.He took out a mobile phone, he should be calling a car.Probably because the light on the screen was too bright and dazzling, so he swayed and took two steps back before he could barely stand still.

After a long while of silence, Lao Yi sensed that something was wrong, squinted his boss' eyes and looked out, and said, "Isn't that your friend? It looks like he's drunk too much. Shall we go over and pick him up?"

He Qiao didn't make a sound.

Lao Yi smiled: "It's okay if you don't take a taxi. In fact, no matter how late it is in this place, it's not difficult to take a taxi."

There are not a few drivers lying around working, at most they just bully you and give you detours when you drink too much.Sure enough, a taxi stopped on the side of the road in less than 5 minutes.

Fang Shaoyang got into the car and fell into the back seat under their noses.After that, He Qiao couldn't see him, only knew that he was in the car, didn't know how drunk he was, and didn't know where he was going to spend the long night.

The two cars drove forward together, and they were always in the same direction.He Qiao's lips tightened and then loosened: "I didn't ask you to follow him."

Lao Yi immediately explained: "How could I follow him without your order? This is the way back to Hilton. Your friend also lives in Hilton."

He Qiao froze for a moment, raised his eyes and met the meaningful gaze in the rearview mirror.

"Actually, it's normal for friends to quarrel. It's good for one person to take a step back and chat. It's a bad thing to be so stiff all the time. My brothers and I often quarrel with each other. After drinking a lot of wine, we forget about it when we wake up. Two clean."

He Qiao remained silent.

In less than 10 minutes, two cars arrived at Hilton one after the other.The taxi driver turned around and called Fang Shaoyang. Fang Shaoyang sat up slowly, and after paying the money, he was helped out of the car and handed over to the doorman.

Lao Yi was about to go down to open the door for the boss, but he heard him whisper: "No hurry, just go around again."

Lao Yi laughed silently, which song did he sing.He drove the car to a nearby gas station, filled up a full tank of gas and drove back slowly. Then He Qiao sat in the car for another 5 minutes before getting out of the car with his things.

In just two days, he visited the front desk for the third time.This time it became the employee on duty last night, and the other party still remembered him, and when he saw him, he got up and greeted him with a smile.

"you--"

"Didn't he take it away?" Finding that the phone was still in its original place, He Qiao cut off her words.

The receptionist was stunned: "What did you say?"

"I said I gave you the mobile phone last night. Didn't you tell him to give it to him? Why is it still here?"

He spoke so fast that it took a few seconds for the front desk to understand, and immediately explained: "I was just going to tell you about this. Last night when your friend came to check in, our colleague on the night shift wanted to put The mobile phone was handed over to him, but he took a look and said no, just throw it away. Our colleagues saw that he seemed to be drunk at the time, so they didn’t dare to dispose of the mobile phone without authorization, so you should take it now.”

no more?

He Qiao looked astonished, stared at the note on the phone in a daze for a moment, and then asked, "Which room does he live in?"

"2803."

Just downstairs room.

Without saying any more, he went upstairs silently with his mobile phone in hand.Whether it is changing clothes, taking a shower, or packing luggage, the mobile phone is stuck there like a thorn, and it cannot be ignored no matter what.After hesitating until eleven o'clock, he finally took the elevator downstairs and stood at the door of 2803.

"Fang Shaoyang."

After ringing the bell for a long time, no one came to answer the door.

"Shao Yang, let's talk."

Thinking of how drunk Fang Shaoyang was on the street, many bad guesses flashed through He Qiao's mind, which made him a little nervous.The cleaning staff happened to pass by this floor, so he called someone over to explain a few words, then showed him his room card, and asked her to open the door of room 2803.

The electronic lock beeped.

"Shao Yang? It's me, He Qiao."

The light in the suite was dim. He walked in quickly and touched the bedroom switch. The moment the light turned on, he found Fang Shaoyang sleeping on the bed, not going anywhere, and doing nothing.

Finally relieved.

The room smelled of alcohol, Fang Shaoyang didn't take off any of his clothes, and half of the quilt was slanted over his body.He Qiao went to open the window to get some air. The cleaning staff went over to pick up the quilt, but just as he opened a corner, he let out an exclamation and covered his mouth.

"he--"

He Qiao froze for a moment, turned around and walked back, and when he saw the scene under the quilt clearly, his whole body lost his soul.

For some unknown reason or how painful it was, Fang Shaoyang tied his right hand to the bed frame firmly with a rope.