A bad woman is going to start a fierce competition (Part 2) "...
Because of this name, I followed the car that took her to the hospital.
On the way, the doctor and a friend sent messages to our small group of three.
Doctor: [Yinyin said her flight was cancelled and she can’t come.]
Friend: [Nuonuo is sick and is going to the hospital for an IV.]
The group was quiet for a while.
friend:【……】
Doctor: [It's just a coincidence. I didn't tell her I was going to have a party this time. I just said I was going to take her to see the maple leaves. Did you... let it slip?]
Friend: [I won’t let anything slip even if you say so! I said I developed a low-proof sweet wine specifically for her and wanted to take her to try it.]
Doctor: [So it's just a coincidence... Otherwise she would have at least found someone to meet with...]
I felt the silent atmosphere in the group.
A short pain is worse than a long one.
I sent the photos of the employees to the group chat.
Friend: [Have you seen Nuonuo? What happened to her? Why did she faint? ]
Doctor: [Yinyin has awakened her superpowers? Where is she? ]
These two messages were sent out at the same time.
The group fell into deathly silence again.
How should I tell them that their mutual girlfriend Xu Xiayin did pick someone to go on a date with, but that person was not a friend or a doctor, but - me?
…
I sent the location to both of them.
I looked at the sky. It was cloudless just now, but in the blink of an eye, it was raining heavily.
The rain was appropriate for the scene, as if it was crying for the love between the friend and the doctor, which was full of lies and deception.
Originally the weather forecast for today said that it would be a sunny day, but many people were unprepared and were forced to face the rain.
But the rain was so heavy that it didn't seem like it was raining. It sounded more like someone was pouring water down with a basin.
The strong wind added fuel to the fire, making the rain swirl around in circles, soaking people. Even holding an umbrella was of no use.
After this heavy rain, I'm afraid many people will catch a cold.
Doctor, I'm not worried.
Mostly friends.
Among my friends' favorite cars, eight out of ten are convertibles. If they drive out in this weather, the cabin will be filled with water in no time.
At this critical juncture, I was afraid that he would go crazy and step on the accelerator into the rain, rushing out against the wind and rain.
I have long advised him to replace his sports car with a flying car, and I have given him more than one flying car. However, he always feels that a car flying in the sky lacks the feeling of friction between the tires and the ground, and it loses the fun of driving.
So the flying car is a means of transportation, and the sports car is a big toy that he drives when he goes out for fun.
The "Yin Yin" he mentioned likes sports cars just like him. He asked her out today under the pretext of going on a date, so the one he drove must be a sports car.
Thinking of this, I called my friend.
He didn't answer.
It’s strange, but nowadays smart computers are carried around as communication and identity verification tools, and there is almost no situation where you can’t answer a call unless you are in danger or asleep.
He was just checking the location in the group, but now he can't answer the phone.
I frowned secretly, sent a message to the doctor, and asked the driver to turn around and go to my friend's place.
When my friend sent the message, he was in a bar, which was a quiet bar and also the bar with the highest profit under his name.
He did research a suitable sweet wine for his girlfriend. Originally, he planned to meet his girlfriend at the bar first and then take her to the party venue.
This can also create the illusion of a "sudden gathering" to avoid embarrassment after making a wrong guess.
Nowadays, whether it is a slightly remote bar or his fiery red convertible sports car, they have become obstacles for him to go out.
The car was driving very fast and arrived at the bar in just a few minutes. I saw a girl stuffing an umbrella into his arms and then running out of the roof with a backpack on her head.
The friend was caught off guard and could only watch the girl run into the mist and disappear.
The backpack did not provide any protection, and the rain soaked the girl in an instant. Her clothes stuck to her body. Because of the material, they were not too close-fitting, which was embarrassing, but you could still vaguely see the girl's beautiful curves.
She disappeared in the mist.
I asked the driver to stop in front of my friend, "It's raining too hard, come in and talk."
He sat next to me, bringing a breath of cold air into the car.
He still held the umbrella in his arms.
There was nothing special about the umbrella, it was just a very common tri-fold umbrella, and the blue and black plaid pattern made it look even more ordinary.
I asked, “Who was that just now?”
"I don't know him. I think he's a kind passerby who feels sorry for me."
My friend smiled self-deprecatingly and put the umbrella in the cabinet on the back seat.
Strangely enough, the rain started to subside after my friend got on the bus.
As the dark clouds were pierced by the sunlight and the sky cleared up, passers-by who were soaked all over stopped in a daze. Customers who had just grabbed umbrellas from the convenience store looked at the sun and uttered curses.
The friend's spirit, however, was like a dark cloud, which also dispersed.
He forced a smile and looked at me, with a faint hope in his eyes. "Tell me, is it possible that she has a twin sister or younger sister, and it's inconvenient for her to tell me her real name, so she used someone else's name?"
I just handed her information to my friend in silence.
As early as I knew that she was an employee of my company, I asked the human resources department and the detective agency to retrieve her information.
She is an only child. Not only does she not have a twin sister, she doesn't even have any sisters of the same generation who look like her.
After reading the information, my friend felt as if he was shrouded in a layer of gray haze.
The anger of being deceived, the irritation of being treated like a fool, the sadness of having one's true love misplaced, and the pain of having his happy fantasy shattered almost overwhelmed him.
At this moment, no amount of words of comfort would be enough, I could only pat him on the shoulder.
After arriving at the hospital, we rushed to the special ability ward.
What I didn’t expect was that there was more than one doctor in the ward.
In addition to him, there was another man sitting opposite Xu Xiayin.
This man is gentle and handsome, with an easy-going and elegant temperament. He is a completely different type from his friends and doctors.
I know him.
According to the investigation data, he was Xu Xiayin's neighbor's brother and her childhood sweetheart.
This childhood sweetheart was the illegitimate son of the Lu family. He left without saying goodbye on Xu Xiayin's birthday. Xu Xiayin waited for him all night with a cake but he never showed up.
Later, Zhuma defeated dozens of illegitimate children and became the next heir of the Lu family, known as Mr. Xiaolu.
Different from others, Xiaolu has reached this position not by financial means, but by scientific research ability.
He is a talented researcher in the field of energy.
"Nuannuo."
My friend walked into the ward with thousands of questions to ask, which finally turned into a call.
Xu Xiayin heard the voice, turned around and glanced at her friend.
Half of it fell on me.
She turned her head again and said calmly, "Okay, everyone is here."
Xu Xiayin was very beautiful. She had warm brown shoulder-length curly hair, fair skin and a long neck.
At this time, she had just awakened her special powers, exuding a sense of fragility, but her face was cold, as if she didn't care about anything. The combination of the two formed an extreme contrast, which made people want to protect her, but also wanted to destroy her.
She leaned on the soft, snow-white pillow behind her, and the white pillowcase made her face look even paler.
As if it didn't matter, she dropped a bomb lightly.
"Yes, you are all my boyfriends."
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