Chapter 72: Lin Hanfan Waiqi

Lin Huan said he could do it and moved out of the community the next day. +++ Cartino Novel Network EbookFREE.me
Han Ling thought that the opposite door became a vacant room again, but unexpectedly Xu Qiu moved in on the third day and greeted him specially.
"I think this community is quite good, and the surrounding supporting facilities are also complete. I plan to rent it for a while."
Han Ling: "..."
Knowing that Xu Qiu and Lin Manman knew each other, he specifically checked Xu Qiu's studio, only to understand Jin Feng's status in the fashion circle.
Big boss, it is more than enough to rent a house that is a hundred times more luxurious. Why should I live here?
Of course, he is not easy to ask about other people's private affairs.
"By Han Brother, do you know which supermarket is convenient nearby?" Xu Qiu asked again.
Han Ling: "I sent it to you, you copy the navigation directly."
"Thank you Brother Han!"
After Xu Qiu lived in, sometimes the two of them would chat and chat when they were free, and their lives calmed down again.
But some things did change.
After returning from work, Han Ling looked at the garbage piled at the door again, both helpless and hesitant.
After Lin Huan moved away, he restored his previous garbage-throwing habit and reappeared the embarrassment of forgetting to throw garbage.
But this time, no one helped him.
Sometimes someone lying on (bed chuang) at night, the thought of Lin Huan's eyes with tears will appear in his mind.
It was n’t distressed, but there was a feeling of suffocation, not strong (qiang), often appeared late at night, let him toss and turn (sleep Shui) unconscious.
(Shui Shui) The result of poor sleep is that he did not have the vigour he used to do experiments, and he was mentally exhausted during the day, and he could not sleep at night (sleep Shui). After such a vicious cycle, Duan Shutong could n’t help but find He talked.
"Recently?"
Han Ling knew that he could not hide him, and nodded: "Sorry, I do not understand something."
Duan Shutong smiled gently: "Tell me about it."
"Ask you a very personal question," they knew each other for so long, and they didn't need to take too much into account. Han Ling directly said, "How did you feel about falling in love with your family before?"
Duan Shutong: "... what does it feel like?" He didn't get Han Ling at all.
"It's ... alas," Han Ling couldn't describe himself accurately. He rubbed his face with his hands and said helplessly, "In fact, I was just because of someone, and I couldn't sleep at night (Shui)."
Duan Shutong carefully observed his expression (tiredness), tired, unprepared, depressed, but not bored.
He thought for a while and said, "If this person suddenly appears in front of you now, what is your first reaction?"
Han Ling froze for a moment, speechless for a while.
He was so confused that he couldn't respond at all.
Duan Shutong patted his shoulder, "You need to adjust this situation now. It happens that there is a meeting over the United States. We are invited to participate. You can help you run and relax."
Han Ling had to respond.
Continue to stay in the laboratory, he may be behind.
After the meeting time was set, Han Ling packed up his clothes and flew to the United States. Last time I came to the United States to participate in the meeting with Professor Yao and they came together. This time, he was the only one, alone and alone.
And the city I visited this time is not the same as last time, very strange.
He took a taxi to the hotel and saw a lot of people gathered in front of a hall along the way. Many people carried the camera and kept shooting.
The driver is talkative, interested in seeing him, and enthusiastically said: "This is the film festival! Oh, God, with my favorite xxx, I really love her so much, she is as beautiful as an elf, hey, lad, you like her ?"
Han Ling: "... Well, she is very charming."
In fact, he didn't even hear his name.
When he came to the hotel, he paid to get off, and the driver looked at the hotel and raised his eyebrows: "Boy, you may see the star over there at night. Good luck."
Han Ling smiled and waved.
He is not interested in stars, and he may not recognize them when he sees them.
Carrying the box to check in, Han Ling walked towards the elevator.
The construction time of this hotel should be relatively long. The interior decoration of the hotel is old-fashioned, and the elevator operation seems to be a bit murky.
Han Ling was thinking about whether to go up the stairs, and the elevator door opened.
He subconsciously stepped in, waiting for the elevator door to close, he was too late to regret, and could only comfort himself.
Although it seems unreliable, but I should not be so bad luck ...
when!
Han Ling quickly leaned against the elevator wall and watched the elevator jam.
Fear clamored.
He (qiang qiang) forced himself to calm down and reached out to press the calling device, trying to find the logistics staff for help.
Unfortunately, the calling device failed.
Darkness, force, suffocation swarmed, and my heart was beating.
He took out his mobile phone and looked at the mobile phone signal like a lottery. There is a signal! Although weak, it should work.
But now that he is not in the country, he doesn't know anyone abroad, how can he get help? Is it only here to wait for others to discover quietly?
The elevator sounded "dang" again.
Han Lingxin jumped into his throat in an instant. He bent his knees slightly and pressed his back against the elevator wall. The small space was silent.
In extreme fear, he calmed down instead.
Even if you die, you have to leave a last word before you die.
He hasn't sent a circle of friends for a long time. Using that weak signal, he sent a circle of friends.
[Han Ling: The United States is on a business trip, trapped in a hotel elevator, and asking for help online [crying]]
He does not expect to be able to ask for help. After all, at this time, it is estimated that no one in China is brushing his circle of friends.
Late at night, Xu Qiu finished drawing a design draft, picked up the phone, brushed the circle of friends, and his heart instantly picked up.
After watching the time, it was sent eight minutes ago.
He immediately sent Han Ling: Are you okay now? In which hotel, don't worry, I will see if I can find someone to help you!
After finishing sending, he quickly searched through his mind for the acquaintances he knows and is now in the United States.
By the way, Lin Manman told him to go to the United States to participate in the film festival, but I do n’t know where the film festival is located and the hotel in Han Ling is not far away.
Just thinking, Han Ling sent: I am in Wiener Hotel xx!
The festival is in this state!
Xu Qiu quickly contacted Lin Manman.
At that time, Lin Manman was preparing to attend the film festival in a nearby hotel. Lin Huan also came here on a business trip, and the two stayed in the same hotel.
Xu Qiu told her that Han Ling was trapped in the elevator. Lin Manman immediately squinted and grabbed Lin Huan who was about to go out, eagerly saying: "Brother, Han Ling is now trapped in the elevator of the Wiener Hotel. The call in the elevator is useless. I do n’t know if anyone can save it. Do you want to ...

Lin Huan Shen (color) changed abruptly, his voice (dry gan) astringent, "Sorry Manman, I can't send you over, I have to go and see."
"Go, go!" Lin Manman was anxious.
Lin Huan said no more nonsense, called an assistant directly, and drove straight to the Wiener Hotel.
The assistant didn't know what happened (fafa). When driving, Yu Guangxun shook both hands to Lin Huan, as if trying to suppress the fear, the expression was terrible.
House seemingly endless rain.
The car drove to the middle of the road. It seemed to be blocked in front because of something. I had n’t seen anything after waiting for two minutes. The assistant was about to ask Lin Huan, and he saw his boss who was very image-conscious on weekdays. He pulled off his tie and dropped his suit jacket .
"You are waiting here."
After speaking decisively, get off the bus and run towards the Wiener Hotel.
assistant Manager︰"……"
What the is it? He has been with Mr. Lin for so many years, and he has never seen Mr. Lin so panicked, let alone run wild on the road.
Lin Huan now has no such thing as a personal image in his mind. The rapid running quickly consumed his physical strength, and his heart seemed to explode.
I do not know whether it is because of strenuous exercise or intense worry.
When he thought that Han Ling was trapped in a dark, closed elevator and asked for help, he could not help but replace it.
Will Han Ling be afraid? Will one scare someone to cry in the corner? Will it ...
His heart numb at the thought of this.
When he ran to the Weiner Hotel, Lin Huan seemed to be salvaged from the water. He had no time to take into consideration the obstruction of the front desk and went straight to the elevator.
Fortunately, the hotel has discovered that the elevator is malfunctioning. Through monitoring, it is seen that guests are trapped in the elevator and rescue is being implemented.
Lin Huan felt relieved and slumped on the ground, trying to pull out his mobile phone, but his hands kept shaking, and the phone slumped to the ground.
"Sir, please register first ..."
Lin Huan looked up sharply and his eyes were terrible, "My friend is in the elevator."
Front desk: "..."
When the front desk left, he picked up his phone, shook his hand slightly, and dialed the number he had always wanted to call but had no courage to call.
When I just pressed it, I suddenly thought that I had been put on the blacklist by Han Ling.
But at the next moment, I suddenly heard the sound of getting through!
His heart was beating fast, and he quickly put his phone to his ear, breathing heavily.
As soon as it rang for a second, the opposite side was connected immediately.
"Hello ..." Han Ling's voice echoed in the enclosed elevator. The hidden fear was clear and audible.
Lin Huan ’s heart seemed to be stabbed with a needle, as calm as possible, but he said incoherently:
Han Ling, it ’s me. Do n’t worry, someone is already saving you, do n’t be afraid, you will come out soon, do n’t I ’m afraid, it ’ll be fine after a while, take a shower when you come out (sleep Shui), you will have nothing, you ... "
"Lin Huan," Han Ling carefully held the phone in the claustrophobic elevator. Grievances and sourness rushed into his throat, his throat strained, and he could only ask with a voice, "Why are you here?"
Lin Huan stunned, subconsciously said: "I'm on a business trip."
"You live here?"
"No."
"Then why are you here?"
Lin Huan was silent for a long while, and suddenly covered his eyes with his hands, with a bitter smile, "Xu Qiu contacted Man Man ... sorry, I shouldn't have come up with my own opinion."
He had promised that he would not appear in front of Han Ling again, but he said nothing.
"No," Han Ling's erratic voice came from the phone, "Lin Huan, you can come, I ..."
The elevator door was opened from the outside, the light shining in, Han subconsciously stopped.
Lin Huan also noticed the situation here.
He leaned on the wall to stand up, but his legs were so soft.
It happened that the assistant arrived at this time and saw him paralyzed on the ground.
He carefully lifted Lin Huan, but found that the boss's arm was cold and surprisingly cold.
Lin Huan stared at the firefighters until Han Ling's face appeared in sight.
He can leave with confidence.
Lin Huan leaned on the wall and turned to walk. However, his legs were weak after vigorous exercise, which made him almost kneel down in awkwardness, but he was happily supported in time.
Han Linggang was rescued from the elevator and saw Lin Huan in the corner.
The soggy shirt, the rumpled pants, the sweat all over the head, completely lacking the handsomeness and spirit of the past.
But it was Lin Huan like this, as if casting a stone in Han Lingxin Lake, rippling countless waves.
He tried hard to seek support, (Qiang Qiang) stepped down his inner fear, stepped closer to Lin Huan, and stopped by him.
Lin Huan did not dare to look up at him.
Instead, the assistant recognized Han Ling, (exposed) the original expression, (dry gan) Baba said: "Mr. Han."
Han Ling paled and nodded toward him, then looked at the man with his head down, his voice weak and trembling.
"Lin Huan, my legs are soft."
The author has something to say: tomorrow will be over, and the full text will be over.
ps: I experienced elevator failure alone. At that time, the elevator got stuck in the middle of two floors. The most terrible thing was that the elevator door still tried to open itself. I was shocked at the time, but fortunately it didn't open at last. When I came out, I was scared and full of fear. I really wanted to find someone to seek comfort. Unfortunately, I did n’t know anyone, alas.
Xiao Han is lucky than me, and there is Kobayashi.
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