Master Lu, Come On

Tang Luo left, but Lu Qingyun was afraid to go out, and even didn't have the courage to open the door!

"Give you a day to turn yourself in at the police station!"

In her mind, this sentence kept reverberating, noisy she upset.

"BUCKLE!"

Suddenly, Lu Qingyun was surprised, "who is it?"

The little nurse pushed the door open, put her head in, and looked at her in a puzzled way, "Dr. Lu, the director is looking for you!"

Lu Qingyun impatiently replied, "I know!"

Little nurse closed the door, across a door, her disdain came in, "pull what! Isn't it the returnees? What's the big deal

Lu Qingyun's eyes are getting colder. She is not popular in the hospital, but she can't leave. She needs a serious identity to stay in Rongcheng.

There are so many rumors in my early years. These words are nothing!

She got up, straightened her white coat, put Tang Luo's warning behind her, and stepped out of the office with high heels.

No matter what the result is, she will live with pride!

But in just a few hours, Tang Luo never felt so tired.

Out of the hospital, she sat in a public seat on the side of the road, looking at the traffic on the road, her heart filled with a sense of loss and chill.

The sun is bright and beautiful, but she feels like falling into an ice cellar. The chill starts from the bottom of her heart and spreads to her limbs.

At noon on the side of the road, the girl was sitting on the chair. She was very tired, but her back was straight and proud.

A silver gray ordinary car stopped, the glass came down, and Tang Mingyu's face appeared slowly.

When he came back from the company, he saw a girl sitting on the side of the road in the distance. The weather in early spring was still barefooted, and she looked very like someone.

The car is close, it's really her!

"Brother?"

Seeing him, Tang Luo was also surprised.

Since they met on New Year's Eve, they never heard from each other again. Seeing each other half a month later, Tang Mingyu seems to have lost weight again. His skin color is a bit darker than before, and his eyes are very bright.

Tang Mingyu glanced at her and said, "come on up!"

"No..." refuse just exit, in Tang Mingyu dim vision and swallow down, she stood up according to the skirt, silently told himself, just take a car.

When the car restarted, Tang Mingyu looked ahead and asked, "where are you going?"

"Blue sea, blue sky!"

Reported the address, two people have no other words, the atmosphere is too quiet.

Tang Luo looked in the rearview mirror. The glasses on Tang Mingyu's bridge of nose reflected the light. He couldn't see the look in his eyes clearly.

"How are you doing?"

Tang Mingyu raised his eyelids. "It's OK."

After a pause, he said again, "in a bad mood?"

In my impression, every time she encountered something sad, she would find a place to sit alone. If he didn't go there just now, this person could sit by the road for a day.

Tang Luo a Zheng, "how do you see?"

He is the one who knows himself best!

"Because of yesterday's news?"

Tang Luo is more surprised, "do you know?"

In front is the red light, Tang Mingyu stepped on the brake, the car stopped steadily, "online noisy, Rong."

The city is not big

I hope Tang and song didn't see it!

She sighed and added bitterness to her smile. "It seems that things are not as simple as I thought!"

"What do you say?"

"Is..." she organized the language, "thought it was the result, in fact, it was the process!"

It can be seen that she has no intention to explain. Tang Mingyu did not ask again.

With only one second left at the red light, Tang Mingyu started the car and stepped on the accelerator when the green light was on, but he didn't want to see a child riding a bicycle on the sidewalk,

"Be careful!"

She quickly reminded, but the speed of the bicycle is not slow, and their car passed, or was hit by the car behind!

Their eyes tightened, they opened the door and got off the car.

The boy was only 15 or 16 years old. He seemed to be scared. He got up from the ground and went to help his bike. The driver of the back car saw that he could get up and drove away again!

Tang Luo thought of Dafu, the child who was tortured by illness and finally jumped off the cliff by himself.

"Are you all right?"

She asked with concern, the boy's eyes with fear, like fear of being scolded, careful to avoid her concern, "I... I'm ok!"

He struggled to push the bicycle up the steps, but he was hit by his leg just now. He tried several times, but he didn't push it up. On the contrary, he was overwhelmed by the gravity of the bicycle. The pain on his leg hit him again, and he turned pale instantly.

"I'll take you to the hospital!"

Tang Luo pulled up the boy and was about to get on the bus, but the boy trembled with fear, "I'm not going... Sister, I'm ok!"

Tang Mingyu stood aside, a little doubt floated in his dark eyes. Looking at Tang Luo's anxious appearance, he suddenly understood something.

He grabbed the boy's arm and said, "get in the car!"

To the hospital, the boy was sent to check.

Outside the filming room, Tang Mingyu came over with two cups of coffee. From a distance, he saw Tang Luo sitting on a chair in a daze.

This person is kind, but seldom warm-hearted. She is very afraid of trouble and easily refuses to help an unimportant person. Today's boy is not bumped into by them. In the past, she would leave after confirming that the person is OK, or give a medical fee. It is almost impossible to send someone to the hospital.

But today, she is stubborn to send people to the hospital, although that person repeatedly refused her.

"What do you think?"

When the coffee arrived, Tang Luo took it. The slight hot touch spread from the palm of his hand to his limbs, and the feeling of being surrounded by cold was scattered.

"I'm giving you trouble!"

She apologized, "actually, I can come alone!"

Tang Mingyu did it and turned to look at her. His deep eyes seemed to penetrate her mind,

"This boy is very similar to the one in the news!"

Just because she doesn't say it doesn't mean he can't see it.

Tang Luo is surprised, "do you see it?"

Tang Mingyu didn't speak. He just opened his coffee and took a sip. His eyes turned to the front and didn't look at her again.

After a long time, I heard Tang Luo's slightly low voice, "it's a bit like him, but he's lucky. It's nothing serious!"

"Are you sure?" Tang Mingyu suddenly laughed, but his eyes were cold. "This boy is not better than the one who died

How many? He doesn't want to come to the hospital with you. He's just afraid of being beaten and scolded after going home. Maybe he will be forced to ask you for money! Sometimes, the living is no more happy than the dead! "

"Fall, the thing happened is happened, without you, there will be another person, but you just caught up! So you don't have to worry about it! "

(end of this chapter)