I love you, Mr.Commander

Lin Qing's cell phone rang.

Not only the sound, but also the kind of uninterrupted, non-stop, and even some annoying sound after listening for a long time.

Lin Qingzheng is pushing his car in the supermarket. The supermarket on the weekend is like a busy market with an endless stream of people. This scene is very lively.

Lin Qing didn't hear the cell phone in her bag ringing because she turned it into a vibration.

She didn't turn for long. When she bought it, she went to check out. The long queue made her wait for nearly half an hour. During this period, she was not bored at all. She didn't look at the mobile phone in her bag.

Of course she knows. Someone on the other end of the phone may have been angry.

At the beginning of seeing the divorce agreement, the man was very angry, but who was he? He won't be easily fooled by such a small skill.

He didn't go out to look for Lin Qing. After a few phone calls, he knew that she was wandering in the supermarket. Even in the photos he received, her expression was comfortable and relaxed. She must have been very proud in her heart.

When the man saw the smile in the corner of her eyes, he was relieved. During this period, he not only received her news, but also found out the origin of the agreement.

He made another call and soon got through this time.

The man at the other end took the lead in saying, "Admiral mu, what can I do for you?"

Mu Li turned around and glanced at the paper spread out on the tea table in the bedroom: "do you still need to ask me after you directed and performed such a good play?"

"What good play?" Luo Zheng paused and spoke slowly on the phone. His voice was hidden and joked, "Oh, I heard that a few days ago, your wife went around looking for a lawyer with a divorce agreement. I didn't believe it at first. Is it true?"

Mu Li's palm fell on the railing of the balcony: "it seems that you don't know?"

Luo Zheng said with a smile, "of course not. However, if you really divorce, will I have a chance? "

"You can figure it out."

"Don't be surprised. I'm an occupational disease. I can't change it if I want to."

"That's good." The man's voice suddenly quenched the ice, and his heart was cold. "Since you can't be the master, let the people behind the scenes come out."

"What's behind the scenes? Does the commander think a little too much?" Luo Zheng was stabbed by this and flatly denied, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Mu Li didn't argue with him: "you are really not suitable to be Mu's family because of your courage."

"What are you talking about?"

Mu Li squinted at the corners of his eyes and moved his mobile phone from his ear. He listened to Luo Zheng speak loudly in his mobile phone, as if he was very excited. He didn't care what Luo Zheng said. After a while, he cut off the phone directly.

He naturally knew that Luo Zheng had nothing to do with Mu family, but Luo Zheng was different. I'm afraid he was kept in the dark.

Mu Li put his mobile phone on the table, and a warm wind blew from the balcony. He looked into the distance, and some previously uncertain ideas became clearer and clearer.

Suburban villa, living room.

The man sat on the sofa, took out the check and gave the doctor the sealing fee as usual. After the doctor left, one of his men came forward.

The man put down his hand and stopped his men from talking. He drank the muggy wine, raised his head and drank it.

The wine is fragrant and spreads in the mouth, but it is like burning a fire and pouring it all the way into the lungs. Under the man's gloomy face, there was an elusive emotion. He suddenly raised his hand and overturned all the decorations on the tea table.

After the sound stopped, the servant came forward trembling and cleaned up the tea table. After the wine bottle burst, the whole living room was filled with this clear and pungent smell.

The man looked sinister, raised his legs and went to the French window. He stared outside for a long time and waved his hand. After understanding, his men hurried forward.

"Say."

His men handed a picture up: "Rong Shao, this was taken during tracking the other day. The woman above looks like Mrs. Da Shao."

When the man's eyes were cold, he picked up the photo and looked carefully. Although it was a candid shot, the angle was not taken well, but the lens was focused very clearly. This face once talked and laughed with his eldest brother. How could he not recognize this man when he once called his sister-in-law?

He held the photo in his palm: "find it back. I want to see her in the shortest time."

Lin Qing opened the door and went in with big and small bags.

Now the sun fell on the horizon, the living room was dark, the lights were not on, and all you could see was gray.

Lin Qing took several bags of things to the kitchen and touched the switch. Her eyes were clear and bright.

She shouted a few times and nobody paid attention. Did she go out?

It's impossible to think about it. Lin Qing drank a glass of water and simply sorted out the things he bought. Then he went to the bedroom.

Like the outside, the bedroom didn't turn on the light. Lin Qing looked around for a week and didn't see a man. She walked forward and found some pieces of paper in the clean trash can next to the tea table.

Lin Qing squatted down. There was nothing else in it. She turned out one of the fragments and looked at it. It was the agreement.

"Does it look good?" The man's voice suddenly came into her ears. Lin Qing still maintained a squatting position. She raised her head and saw the man leaning against the door frame of the balcony looking at herself.

Lin Qing clapped his hands and stood up: "my signature? Of course it looks good. "

The man's eyes showed displeasure. The cigarette between his fingers was still burning. He took a breath, walked forward, and looked solemnly at the trash can: "how did you receive this kind of thing?"

"Don't you remember?" Lin Qing went to the bathroom to wash her hands. When she came out, she went to the wardrobe to change her clothes. She turned her back to the man and her voice was calm. "You put it in the mailbox and called me to tell me about the divorce. Can't you forget it?"

"Nonsense." The man frowned. He didn't lose his memory. He went to the tea table and pressed the cigarette end between his fingers out in the ashtray. "When did I say that?"

"When you were in the army."

"That's even more impossible." The man shook his head and sat down on the sofa. "I haven't contacted the outside world at that time. How can I call you or say such a thing?"

Lin Qing changed her clothes and sat down next to him. She stared at the man's side face and insisted: "it's you. Anyway, it's you. Your voice is yours. There must be no mistake."

The man's handsome face was slightly heavy. Lin Qing told him everything before.

"I didn't expect them to move fast." After hearing this, the man sneered and tapped his fingers on his knees.

Lin Qing noticed what he said and used them. It seemed that it was almost what she thought. She tried to guess: "you didn't take your cell phone at that time. Maybe someone stole your cell phone and called in imitation of your voice."

The man glanced at her angrily: "your thinking is quite clear."

"Isn't it?" Lin Qing turned his head and touched his Adam's apple. "Is that really you?"

The man's face is still a little ugly: "don't give me wishful thinking."

They were silent for a while. After a long time, Lin Qingcai said again: "I was really shocked at the beginning. I thought it was what smoke you wanted to release Dan, but it didn't sound like you at all. It's just for divorce. Maybe there are too many things happening recently and I can't contact you. I think it's wrong to think about it."

The man pressed her into his arms and said, "can I make fun of such a thing? Lin Qing, if we get married, there will be no divorce. "

"I understand." Lin Qing's words softened, "so I don't think about it later. I have to wait for you to come back anyway."

The man held her hand and played with her fingers. His gloomy and uncertain eyes suddenly flashed a fierce light: "what do you want to do if it's really the hands and feet made behind his back?"

Lin Qing could hear who the man said: "I still hope it's not him."

Lin Qing received Lu Xiao's message on the third day of Ling Annan's accident. She rushed to the restaurant. It was the meal that Lu Xiao ordered first.

When Lin Qing sat down opposite Lu Xiao, the waiter began to serve. Lin Qing put down her bag and looked up at Lu Xiao. She looked a little tired, but not haggard. Her spirit seemed to be good.

When the waiter left, Lin Qing couldn't help but take the lead in saying, "where have you been? Why can't I contact you these days? "

Knowing that she would ask, Lu Xiao poured her a glass of water and motioned not to worry: "a few days ago, I heard that Ling Annan had an accident, but I went out to find him, but I didn't find him. When I came home the next day, I found that my home was smashed in a mess. I didn't dare to live there. After leaving, I turned off my mobile phone for fear of being found."

Lin Qing thought of saving Ling Annan on the roadside that day. The doctor said he had a gunshot wound in his arm. She tightened her finger holding the tea cup: "do you know who did it?"

According to the situation of that day, it must not be a coincidence. Lu Xiao also has spectrum in his heart: "I can't think of it, but maybe it has something to do with Ling Annan."

Lin Qing looked at Lu Xiao: "do you know Ling Annan is in the hospital?"

Lu Xiao nodded, picked up her chopsticks and began to clip vegetables. She always avoided Lin Qing's sight: "once."

Lin Qing frowned: "have you met him?"

Lu Xiao ate the food: "No."

Lin Qing opened her mouth, and then remembered that Ling Annan was not alone in the hospital. At such a critical moment of life and death, Lu Xiao rushed to the hospital in fear to make sure that he was safe, but found that there was a woman in the ward.

Lin Qing couldn't think of the words to ask for a moment. In fact, she was hungry. Lu Xiao went around several times these days and certainly didn't have a good meal, so the conversation came to an abrupt end. Both of them buried themselves in eating. They didn't start talking until they were seven or eight full.

Lu Xiao told her the temporary address. Lin Qing looked at it: "is this place safe?"

"If you really want to come to the door, it's not safe anywhere."

"But it's too dangerous." Lin Qing thought for a moment, put down his chopsticks and tried to open his mouth, "have you ever thought about going to find Ling Annan?"

Lu Xiaozheng was eating rice. She choked on her throat when she heard the speech. She coughed a few times before she gasped: "I finally found my ordinary life. Why did I find him?"

Lin Qing thought about it and found a reasonable reason: "well, your place has been smashed. Now there is nowhere to go. Isn't it his responsibility?"

"Go to him and get involved again?" Lu Xiao shook his head. There was no joke in his eyes. "Lin Qing, I have made up my mind."

"If you really have that determination, he is a big thing, and you don't have to worry like this."

"He doesn't lack love. As for me, I can live without love."

Lin Qing's sharp eyes gripped her line of sight: "how are you?"

Lu Xiao was stunned and hesitated after silence: "yes."

"No." Lin Qing interrupted her, "if you can live well, as soon as you leave him, you should celebrate thankfully and start a new life again, but what you look like now is not like this. Obviously, a heart has long been sent out and can't be taken back."