Hey, I'm Leaving Again

When Lin Yurou woke up again, lengfeifei was gone. She had a splitting headache and began to look for her mobile phone.

Finally, I found the left cell phone under the bed and dialed Leng Feifei's number: "I just woke up. Feifei, where have you been?"

Leng Feifei smiled and said, "I'm downstairs now. You should wash quickly and come downstairs for breakfast."

Lin Yurou wants to refuse, but her stomach has begun to protest: "well, wait for me for a few minutes and I'll come right away."

Lengfeifei nodded, hung up the phone and continued to eat her breakfast.

It usually takes more than half an hour to clean up the minutes a woman says.

Leng Feifei played two games downstairs after dinner. In such a waste of time, Lin Yurou slowly appeared in front of him.

Lin Yurou looks at Leng Feifei. She looks much better today than yesterday. She teases her about yesterday.

"Feifei, if you like Qi Jun, you have to go. Man, it's not wrong for you to take the initiative."

Leng Feifei just wants to express her heart with a huge white performance.

Lin Yurou doesn't care about lengfeifei anymore. She doesn't want to talk to her. There's no shortage of women's gossip psychology. She pushed her share of pasta to lengfeifei, and then sat down by herself.

Lengfeifei felt helpless.

"Miss Lin, can we be more reserved?"

Lin Yurou smiled at lengfeifei and said, "what's the matter? What's reserved? The man we like should feel honored."

Leng Feifei knows that this is Lin Yurou's narcissism. Lin Yurou looks at Leng Feifei and doesn't want to pay attention to herself, so she grabs her neck and says, "let's meet song Ran's woman tomorrow and find something for her."

Leng Feifei was finally moved by song Ran's name: "Yurou, you can't disappoint me tomorrow."

In this way, the two women began to discuss tomorrow's plan downstairs. Song ran, who was learning to cook in the Mohist school, knew nothing about what would happen tomorrow.

Xiao Jin hasn't done anything these days. He has been checking the song Er Bo who disappeared out of thin air. He still doesn't have a clue.

Mo Qianxing felt that the more a thing was done, the more it proved that there was a problem. How could a big living man have no trace.

There must be someone behind it who controls all this, but what does all this have to do with song ran? Why does she suddenly investigate a person she didn't contact before?

The next day soon came. Song ran was doing her own business as usual.

I felt that I had never seen the three children since Xiaoyu was kidnapped. I still wanted to continue to be a teacher for the children, but she gave up her idea for safety.

She stood by the window and looked at the distance. Her hand unconsciously covered her belly.

He has always maintained a close relationship with Mo Qian Xing. He doesn't think Mo Qian Xing has done anything, but his stomach hasn't moved.

Last night, the moon came, which reminded song ran that she was not pregnant.

In order to stop thinking about these impractical things, song ran sat in front of the piano.

Song Ran's mood was better when the familiar melody of luv. Letter sounded.

After playing for a minute, Wang Ma happened to knock at the door. Song ran felt that she had not enjoyed herself. She meant to be disturbed by Wang ma.

Mrs. Wang also saw song Ran's face slightly pulled down, but she came in and handed her cell phone to song ran and said, "Ran Ran, I didn't want to disturb you, but your cell phone kept ringing on the table when I was cleaning. You see it hasn't stopped now."

Song ran takes over her mobile phone and sees the unknown number beating on the mobile phone screen.

My mood was disturbed. Now looking at this unknown number, it looks like those harassment advertisements. I hung up manually.

Wang Ma felt that she was making a mountain out of a molehill.

Song ran Gang wanted to talk to Wang ma. His cell phone rang again. It was the same number just now.

Wang Ma just stood here like a child who did something wrong. Song ran had not been angry for a long time, so she smiled and said, "Wang Ma, you continue to clean. I'm not angry. Don't worry."

Wang Ma just left the piano room. Song ran looked at the ringing mobile phone and finally slid the answer button.

Then there came a man's hurried voice: "Ranran, help me, Ranran!"

Song Ran is not very familiar with this voice, but the other party knows her name, which means she should know herself.

Song ran raised her vigilance and asked, "who are you? How do you know my name?"

The background over there was very noisy. The strange man said loudly, "I'm two..."

After saying three words in this way, there was no sound. Song ran took her mobile phone away and looked at the screen and found that the phone was ruthlessly hung up.

In addition to feeling inexplicable, she also felt that the voice of the strange man on the phone seemed to have been heard somewhere. And the curious last three words, two what two.

Song ran feels that she is suspecting a harassing call from a strange number. She is like a psycho.

Reluctantly shook her head to help Wang Ma clean up. A multimedia message with the strange number came from the mobile phone.

In a curious mood, song ran starts downloading. A few seconds later, the MMS photo is unreservedly enlarged on Song Ran's mobile phone screen.

Song ran was stunned and her mobile phone fell directly to the ground. She quickly picked up her cell phone from the ground, opened the screen and stared at the only picture for several minutes.

The world is so small. Song Er Bo, who has been looking for so many days, has not made any progress, but now this strange call gives her direct hope.

Song Er Bo in the picture has been beaten out of shape. Song ran feels that she is really stupid. The last sentence in the phone just now should be the second uncle! Why didn't song ran hear song Er Bo's voice!

There was no time for her to regret her mistake. Song ran opened her address book again and dialed back the strange number.