C16 Wechat Harassment

Jiang Yao swallowed a mouthful of dust and looked at the tightly shut door in shock. He recalled the arm that had suddenly stretched out from Jiang Han's shoulder and the other's dark and gloomy face.

Jiang Yao suddenly had a feeling that he was finished.

Jiang Han frowned and turned her head and asked, "What are you doing?"

Lin Sheng held Jiang Han's wrist and forced her to the wall. The suit was stuck to the familiar home dress.

"What do you know?"

This questioning tone made Jiang Han inexplicably unhappy.

She stared into Lin Sheng's eyes and sneered, "I should know something."

"Jiang Han."

" I don't want to hear your explanation. "

"I'm not hiding it from you."

Jiang Han was silent. She was thinking about something else.

"Is it because of this that you refused me?"

"Yes."

"If it wasn't for this matter, would you have agreed to it? "

"Yes."

Lin Sheng lowered his head and finally smelled the familiar scent of Jasmine.

His pupils reflected Jiang Han's excessively fierce gaze and he suddenly smiled helplessly.

"You can do whatever you want. This matter originally had nothing to do with me."

"I know."

"Even if that's the case, you still don't want to forgive me? "

Lin Sheng looked at Jiang Han as if he was looking at an unreasonable child. "Jiang Han, calm down."

Jiang Han shook her head and said, "No."

She pushed Lin Sheng away and sat on the sofa. She did not want to pay attention to Jiang Yao, who was outside. Maybe he had already left.

"You have always wanted to make it up to me?"

"Yes."

"[Follow me to Inner Mongolia and take me on a business trip. All of them?]"

"Yes."

"I will take Liu Lingyun's place. You already knew about it? "

"Yes."

"Did you check on me? "

"[No.]"

He asked, "Why?"

"I've understood it 14 years ago."

Jiang Han took a deep breath and asked again, "Why do you want to be with me?"

Lin Sheng did not answer Jiang Han quickly this time. He looked into Jiang Han's eyes and seemed to understand why she rejected him.

"You think I want to be with you because of guilt?"

"Yes."

She shook her head and said, "No, Jiang Han." He said, "You should try to believe me."

...

This conversation lasted for an hour. Jiang Han finally realized her conscience and dragged Jiang Yao, who was still squatting outside the door, in.

Jiang Yao looked at Lin Sheng guiltily and said with a smile, "Sister."

He paused and said, "Brother Sheng."

Jiang Han ignored him and Lin Sheng nodded coldly.

There was still a warm lunch box on the coffee table. Jiang Yao threw himself over and said exaggeratedly, "What's so good about it? I'm starving to death."

When he opened it, there was nothing inside.

Jiang Yao blinked and asked with his eyes.

Which song was this?

Empty City Strategy?

Jiang Han lifted her chin and motioned for him to put the lunchbox back.

Lin Sheng still left after that. He took the lunchbox away and also took Jiang Han's garbage bag.

Once he left, Jiang Yao revealed his true colors.

The young man looked at Jiang Han pitifully. There was a hint of undetectable carefulness in his fawning eyes.

Jiang Han sighed. In the end, her heart still softened.

At night, Jiang Han received a call from the boss.

She looked at the blinking note on the phone screen. Two words, an extremely familiar word.

"Hello?"

"Yes, I need a vacation."

"I only need a vacation."

The person on the other side kept talking non-stop. Jiang Han's face was expressionless as she hung up the phone.

A few seconds later, WeChat exploded.

[Jiang Han, you have no conscience!]

[This issue is very suitable for traveling. What's the difference between traveling and vacation?] ]

[Don't think that without you, I don't have any other photographers. !]

[...] [...]

Jiang Han sneered and deleted the chat logs.

She casually took a bathrobe and turned around to enter the bathroom.

Jiang Yao was lying on the sofa playing games, he hadn't been home for the whole afternoon. Sun Shi Man and Jiang Lijing had called twice and knew Jiang Yao was with Jiang Han, so they couldn't persuade Jiang Yao to come back early.

Jiang Yao knew exactly what his parents were thinking.

The sound of water splashing came from the bathroom, and Jiang Han's phone was still ringing.

Jiang Yao shouted into the bathroom, "Sister!"

"What is it?!"

" Your WeChat has been vibrating. "

Jiang Han wiped the water droplets on her face and said, "Don't bother."

Jiang Yao connected Jiang Han's phone to the charger and concentrated on playing King of Glory.

In this era where online games occupied the internet, the biggest difference between humans and dogs was that dogs did not want to be tied up by ropes, but humans were voluntarily restricted by the cable.

Jiang Han took a shower and planned to bring Jiang Yao out to eat.

Jiang Yao sat in the front passenger seat and moved about restlessly.

"What do you always do?"

"I don't know. I think I'm allergic to something. It's very itchy."

"What itch?"

Jiang Yao blushed and pointed at the spot below his back.

Jiang Han frowned. It was not easy for her to look at that position for him.

Fortunately, there was a clinic in front. Jiang Han parked the car on the opposite side of the road and turned to look at Jiang Yao. "Get out of the car."

Jiang Yao shook his head and said, "I am not going."

"No injections."

"I'm not going either." Jiang Yao shook his head and said, "Let's go and eat."

Jiang Han threateningly narrowed her eyes and asked, "Do you want to go or not?"

... "Go."

The doctor in this clinic was not bad. He wore reading glasses and was a retired internal medicine doctor in the capital's general hospital. His medical skills were not bad.

Jiang Yao took off his jeans in fear and gritted his teeth.

"Relax, child."

At the peak of Spring Festival, the airport was crowded with people.

Jiang Yao helped Jiang Han drag her suitcase and sighed. "Sister, you really don't plan to tell him?"

Jiang Han did not say anything and took the suitcase from him.

Jiang Yao curled his lips and said, "Sister, take me there."

"You are about to start school."

"As long as you agree, I have a way."

"I don't agree."

Jiang Yao:

Jiang Han curled her lips and dragged her suitcase away.

Qinghai Xining.

The sky in the northwest was vast and boundless.

Jiang Han rented a car nearby. Before she came, she had read the strategy and had a rough understanding of the terrain here.

Xining headed southwest. It was Tarr Temple.

Tarr Temple's Tibetan language was Yan Benxian Bahrain, roughly meaning the Maitreya Temple of 100,000 roaring lions and Buddhas. It was located in a small ravine in the southwest corner of Huangzhong County. It was the holy land of the Yellow Sect.

Jiang Han did not believe in ghosts and gods, nor did she believe in faith.

She had walked through many places and seen many environments.

What she liked the most was the scenery of the northwest region.

Jiang Han carried a backpack and her luggage was all in the car. The car she rented was a large off-road vehicle. Women rarely liked this type of car and Jiang Han was one of the few.

Coming out of the Temple of Tarr, heading west was Chicken Mountain.

The road was empty during the process and it was a desert in sight.

The sky and the desert connected in an arc, seemingly endless, as if there was no end to it.

Over three thousand meters above sea level, Jiang Han suddenly felt dizzy.

She stuffed the camera into her backpack and planned to look around.

There were not as many tourists as in the Temple of Tarr. She had seen many tourists in the Temple of Tarr, and there were even foreigners with fluent Mandarin.

The winding road was like a silver snake entrenched in the Qinghai Sea.

Walking along the chicken pulling mountain, Jiang Han drove across the road and took out two red blobs from her backpack. She lifted her neck and the capsules slid down her throat and into her stomach.