sinovels Chapter 108 Outbreak
Chapter 108 Outbreak
That night, Song Yan was flipping through documents with a laptop in his room. He read dozens of pages of documents for more than two hours and only read the first few pages. The picture kept flashing in his mind, disturbing him so much that he couldn't concentrate on his work.
Not long after, the assistant knocked on the door and came in, reporting to Song Yanhui: "Boss, I followed that young man named Liang Jinhui and saw him go to the bar alone to drink, so I went over and had a few words with him."
"How did he say?
He happened to be in the cafeteria this afternoon, so he sat and ate with Xia Ershao.He said that the American's name was Gavin, and he was a double master's student at F University. During the day when they were having academic exchanges, Gavin kept staring at Er Shao Xia, and even chased him to the hotel afterwards to confess to Er Shao Xia. "
Song Yan's hand holding the mouse paused for a moment, his voice hoarse: "Xia Lin...agreed?"
"It's hard to say," the assistant said, "From Liang Jinhui's point of view, it seems that Xia Ershao didn't agree at first, but he didn't refuse completely. He seemed to appreciate Gavin quite a bit during the conversation. After all, both of them are dual masters. Their strengths are equal, and they have a common topic of conversation. Later, when the two chatted, Gavin asked Xia Ershao out. Before Xia Ershao left, he asked Liang Jinhui not to wait for him], it seems that It means spending the night outside..."
When the assistant said this, he suddenly stopped.He realized that his boss seemed to be infatuated with Xia Lin, and what he said just now was too straightforward, and he was afraid that it would make the boss sad.
Song Yan lowered his head, his face was hidden in the shadows, the hand holding the mouse trembled slightly, and the knuckles began to turn white gradually, as if it was about to crush the mouse.
Over the years, he told himself over and over again, to let Xia Lin be free, to let Xia Lin find his own home.But when things really came, he realized that he had overestimated his own endurance.
"Okay, you go out." After a while, Song Yan uttered these words in a suppressed voice.
The assistant gave him a worried look: "Boss, are you okay?"
Song Yan shook his head slowly.
The assistant said again: "I live in the next room, if you feel uncomfortable, please remember to call me."
Song Yan didn't speak any more, so the assistant stepped back lightly.
Not long after he returned to his room, he heard a few muffled "clang" sounds from the next room.
There are thick carpets in every room of this hotel. If the noise is not too loud, the people living next door will not hear this sound.
The assistant realized something, and suddenly his whole body trembled. He hurried to Song Yan's door, knocked on the door and said, "Boss, what happened?"
There was no sound in the room for a long time.
The assistant knocked on the door for a while, and then realized that Song Yan was inconvenient, so he went back to his room to get the spare room card he had prepared in advance, and finally opened the door and rushed in.
I saw a mess in the room, almost all the things that could be dropped were dropped on the ground, and even the laptop was roughly broken in half.
Song Yan leaned forward and sat slumped on the wheelchair, with one hand resting on the armrest of the wheelchair, the palm was cut open by an unknown sharp object, and was bleeding continuously; the hair full of sweat fell down, covering the Most of his face was covered, his tight back was still undulating slightly, and his heavy panting sounded as if he had reached the end of his battle.
The assistant was terrified, and quickly took out the medicine box he carried with him, and bandaged Song Yan's wound.
Song Yan raised his head slowly, leaned back on the back of the chair, his pupils were out of focus for a moment, and then slowly came back to his senses, raised his other hand to cover his eyes, and let out a hoarse laugh intermittently
"What's the point of me living like this..." He muttered hollowly, "If it wasn't for that promise..."
The assistant didn't quite understand what the "promise" he was talking about meant, but he didn't dare to ask.
At this time, Song Yan's cell phone beside his pillow rang suddenly.
The assistant brought it over to look at the caller ID, and carefully asked for instructions: "Boss, it's Song Huaijin."
Song Yanzheng was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger, and the other party bumped into him himself. He grabbed the phone angrily and threw it far away.
The phone bounced on the carpet a few times, but it still rang relentlessly. The assistant didn't dare to pick it up, so he could only look at Song Yan helplessly.
After the phone rang for a while, it finally stopped for a moment.But after a few seconds, it rang again persistently.
Song Yan closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. If he hadn't had to beg Song Huaijin to treat Xia Lin in the future, he really didn't want to hear her voice again for a moment.
After a while, he finally let out a breath of compromise and said, "Help me get my phone back."
The assistant knew that his sulking anger was over, so he breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly picked up the phone, and handed it to Song Yan with both hands.
He knew that every time Song Yan and this mysterious person named Song Huaijin had a conversation, he had to dismiss other people, so he said very consciously: "Boss, I'm going out first. Call me after you finish talking. I'll let the waiter come in and clean up the room."