MTL - Midnight Cinderella-Chapter 49 Forty-ninth night

Jiang Dian let Zhou Shu send himself to the door of the community and got off the bus. She took off her coat and thanked him.

"Two yellow, gone."

"Wang."

Zhou Shu looked at one person and one dog and walked away before driving the car away.

"Miss Jiang!" The security guard of the gatekeeper saw Jiang Dian and immediately stopped her. "Your friend came over to find you and put your clothes and bags on us."

When Jiang dyed it for a while, she remembered that she had been in a hurry from the wedding. She didn’t even take the bag. Her key was still in the bag...

"Thank you." She put the white down jacket on her body and took the bag from the security guard. These must have been sent by Yan Huanhuan.

After opening the door, Jiang Shan saw the small bench behind the door. Her eyes jumped a bit, and finally understood how the two yellow came out: "Two yellow, you are getting more and more powerful."

"Wang Wang." Feng Jinglian was on the ground and continued to be clever.

Jiang Dian put the bench back in place and rushed the phone. Just start up automatically, the phone will keep shaking. Jiang Dye had some headaches. She didn't take care of the phone. She went back to the bedroom and took off her dress. Feng Jing, who was behind her, couldn't prevent it, and her face turned to the other side.

After Jiang dye changed clothes, the vibration of the mobile phone finally stopped. She looked at the missed calls above, and... hundreds of WeChat messages.

Yan Huanhuan: Jiang Dian, where did you go? Don't want clothes and bags?

Yan Huanhuan: How can your phone always get through?

Yan Huanhuan: I put things in your security guard.

Yan Huanhuan: lying in the river dye! I seem to see you on Weibo! Tell me that it is not you!

Yan Huanhuan: Weibo actually said that you are a girlfriend of Feng Jing, angry [smile]

Jiang dye sighed and dialed the phone of Yan Huanhuan.

Yan Huanhuan is almost a second: "You still know to call back!"

"I'm sorry..." Jiang Dian sat down directly on the ground. "Before it was shut down in the hospital, then the phone was dead."

"..." Yan Huanhuan was silent for a while, then said, "You are really in the hospital!"

The two photos of "Feng Jing's Girlfriend" widely circulated on Weibo, one only has a back view, one only reveals a small half face, but it is not very easy to recognize, but she and Jiang dye grew up together, Jiang Dian Lugen She could recognize her fingers, not to mention wearing a bridesmaid dress.

Because the clothes are conspicuous, Du Xiaoyou’s wedding red envelope group is almost always asking if Feng Jing’s girlfriend is one of today’s bridesmaids.

Jiang Dye did not speak with his own legs. Today, when he was in the hospital, the broker who had been honoured told her that if there were any rumors from the outside world, they would not respond, and everything would wake up and say.

Feng Jinglian went to Jiang Dian and yelled at her. Jiang dyed and looked at it, and licked it on its back.

"If you don't talk, I will be the default. Where do you know where you and Feng Jing are? Isn't that the airport touched the head and hooked it up?"

"Happiness, let me talk about these things, I am so tired today."

First, I was busy at the wedding, and then I rushed to the hospital in anxious, tossing all day.

"Well..." Although Yan Huanhuan’s heart was awkward, he still had to bear it back. "How is that seal now? Is he seriously injured?"

"The situation has stabilized now, but he hasn't woken up just after the operation."

"Oh...nothing is fine." Yan Huanhuan finished, and paused. "So you are really a respectful girlfriend?!"

Jiang Dian: "..."

The routines in the city are hard to prevent.

After she hanged the phone of Yan Huanhuan, she told Zhao Wei that she had not shipped the goods for the time being, and she withdrew the WeChat. Looking at Feng Jing on the mobile phone's desktop, Jiang Dian's bright voice was slightly moved.

Although the doctor said that the operation was very smooth, she was very worried when she thought of her pale face. She opened the album and opened the video on the far right. This is the video she recorded when she was cooking. It’s not long before it’s been clear, but now it seems to be so far away from the people on the screen.

"Wow, the dish that the Emperor cuts, but he is not as good as anyone."

"This is the first time that the Emperor Feng Ying has cooked?"

“I haven’t counted, I don’t cook often, but I do it occasionally.”

"Who usually cooks for you?"

......

Jiang Dian looked at the tears and fell down, and the two yellow dog hairs were wet. Feng Jing took a distressed look and licked the tears on her face and snorted a few times.

"Two yellow, do you say that Feng Jing will have something?" Jiang Ding wiped his tears and looked at the two yellow questions.

"Wang Wang." No, the doctor did not say anything.

"He will have any aftereffects, such as waking up and losing his memory."

"...Wang." It shouldn't be. After all, he still remembers it very clearly.

After Jiang dyed and cried, his mood was no longer so depressed. She washed her face and went to the kitchen, ready to cook soup for Feng Jing, and take it with me when she visits the disease tomorrow.

Although she did not know if he would wake up tomorrow, can he drink soup.

After smashing the soup on the stove, she finally sat in front of the computer - she planned to go to Weibo to see what it is now on the Internet.

Who knows that just touched the mouse, the computer screen lit up, and the page stayed on her Weibo. Jiang dyed and frowned. Did she turn off the computer when she left? No, she remembers that she is clearly closed. Even if she really didn't know, there is no way to explain the news about Feng Jing on the page. When she left in the morning, Feng Jing had no accidents. She couldn't find the news of the story online at that time. Right?

The cold sweat of Feng Jing, who was next to him, was scared. When he was finished, he was too anxious to leave and forgot to turn off the computer.

Jiang Dian really turned back and stared at himself.

"Wang." I am just a dog, I don't know anything.

"..." Jiang dyed his eyebrows slightly and looked at the dog in front of him. "Two yellow, is the computer open?"

"Wang Wang." I just accidentally poked the power button, nothing else is clear!

“Well?” Jiang Dian still observed it and thought about what was going on.

Feng Jing is not guilty, but thinks of becoming a dog's fantasy, normal people can't think of it, she can't really believe it even if she has doubts, and she is relieved.

Jiang Dian really feels that this incident is very bizarre. There is only two yellows in the house, and the computer can't boot itself. Even if you turn it on, you won’t open the microblogging search for the accident.

She remembered what Zhou Shu said in the car, her dog became fine.

"...two yellow, are you really getting fine?"

"Wang Wang." What is fine? I do not understand.

Jiang Dian is very puzzled, Erhuang is obviously the biggest suspect... suspect dog, it often sees himself driving a computer, it is not surprising to learn this action, as for searching for Feng Jing should also be a coincidence, the search bar will appear on its own popular Search the topic, it should just just touch the mouse, click it.

All this can be explained, at least better than her dog.

She refreshed the next page and didn't go deeper.

After a day, the online news has been updated several times. Now the popular one is the notice issued by Tianqin Entertainment, saying that Feng Jing is not dangerous and the operation is smooth.

Netizens have said that Tian Qin, you go to Feng Zong to burn a high incense, look at this year, but also the trapped tram is downhill, can not stand. Others said that the Qin dynasty feng shui is not good, Ke Feng Jing, it is recommended that Feng Jing quit to Kaihuang.

In addition to this safe microblog, the hottest is "Feng Jing's girlfriend appeared in the hospital." In this regard, netizens also have different attitudes.

"Do you still have a little conscience in your reporter? Feng Jing is still lying in the hospital, you can't wait to use the "girlfriend" to get the eyeball? [angry]"

"Haha entertainment does not require conscience! Just need traffic!"

"Fans will admit it, you have a girlfriend who has a girlfriend [eat melon]"

"Oh, sorry, I am only concerned about the injury of Feng Jing, I don't care if he has a girlfriend [smile]"

"How can this sister become a respected girlfriend? If there are so many family members, you can’t be relatives. Must be a girlfriend? You are deliberate, disgusting!!”

"I don't understand, even if it's a girlfriend, what do you want? Do you want to approve it?"

"There are so many melons this year, I’m going to eat it..."

Jiang dyed for a while and shut down the computer. Feng Jing, who was on the side, also saw the remarks on the Internet. This matter can only be solved when he wakes up.

Speaking of waking up... He should wake up and return to his body? Well, it must be true.

In the winter, it was dark early, Jiang Dian set himself an alarm clock at 6 o'clock in the morning, and climbed to the bed less than 9 o'clock. Feng Jing saw that she was ready to go to bed so early, and she jumped on the bay window.

One night, Jiang dyeing didn't sleep very hard. The alarm clock she set was completely useless. She woke up at less than six o'clock. She got up and took a shower, simply ate a breakfast, changed her clothes and brought soup, ready to go to the hospital.

"Wang Wang." Feng Jing followed up, so the hospital is still not allowed to go to the hospital so early?

Jiang Dian now just wants to go to the hospital quickly. Naturally, I don't care about this: "You are going to come back at noon, I will come back at noon, you will be good at home, and you will not be allowed to sneak out."

"Wang!" Feng Jing wanted to follow her out, or was stopped. When he saw the door closed, he ran to the balcony. Originally, I wanted to see Jiang dyeing. As soon as I got out, I found that there were several sneaky people downstairs. He recognized these people as reporters almost at a glance, and immediately worried about Jiang Dian, who had just gone downstairs.

In the same way, the stool was moved to the door, and the door was opened, chasing Jiang dyed down.

When Jiang Yiyi walked out of the building, he was surrounded by a few people who suddenly came out. She hadn't reacted yet. They had taken out the camera like a trick and slammed at themselves.

"Hello Miss Jiang, are you a girlfriend of Feng Jing?"

"We learned that Feng Jing rented a house here. Is this the cover he used to fight with you?"

"What is the current injury to Feng Jing? Will it affect the next shooting?"

"Are you going to the hospital now? Is this soup for Feng Jing?"

"Which step do you have to develop? Are you planning to get married?"

Jiang Dye has never faced this kind of situation, and they have been asked a series of questions, as well as their dazzling flash, and she can't open her eyes.

Is Feng Jingping dealing with these people?

She watched his video interview. Feng Jing, under the lens, faced countless microphones and cameras. He could also answer the questions without even blinking his eyes. However, he really encountered this situation and found that it was not so easy.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

A terrier suddenly rushed over like a madman and screamed at the reporter. It is blocking the front of the river, and licking his mouth, as if who dares to step forward, it will bite.

The reporter was shocked by his momentum, but he quickly took the camera and took it.

"Miss Jiang, is this the dog you and Feng Jingyang?"

"How long have you been together?"

Feng Jing knows these reporters very much. They can do anything to dig new texts, and how can they be afraid of a dog. He really wants to go and bite them, but he also knows that he bites down and they can make a big fuss.

"Sorry to let!" A man squeezed the reporter and took Jiang Yin's shoulder and took her back to the building. The reporter also wanted to chase after him, and he was blocked by the security guard who came behind the man.

Jiang Dian all the way was taken into the elevator by a man, only to see that it was a long time no longer seen.

"Wang Wangwang!" Feng Jing yelled at him very unfriendlyly. He Zhiyuan took back his hand and smiled at Jiang Ding: "Sorry."

Jiang Ding shook his head and asked him, "How come you?"

He Zhiyuan said: "I saw the online report yesterday, I am very worried about you, I will not send you a message. I will come over and see it today. Fortunately, I am here, otherwise the reporters will not eat you."

Jiang Dian drooled and said to him: "Just thank you."

"You are always so polite to me." He Zhiyuan smiled helplessly. The elevator stopped at the seventh floor, and He Zhiyuan entered the door with Jiang dyeing. Feng Jinglian was next to Jiang Dian, and the dog looked at him with contempt.

Perceived its hostility, He Zhiyuan just smiled with a good temper: "Are you alright?"

This is naturally asked Jiang dyeing, Jiang dyed "hmm", and then did not speak. He Zhiyuan looked at the soup in her hand and asked her: "Are you going to the hospital? How is Feng Jing?"

"It should be okay."

"I really didn't expect that he really was a tribute." He Zhiyuan finished, and he was silent for a moment. "When the reporters are gone, I will send you to the hospital."

"No, I will go on my own." Jiang Dian really does not want to worry about how far away, after all, she has refused his confession before.

He Zhiyuan knows what she is minding and actively relieves: "You don't have to be embarrassed, even if you can't be a couple, you can still be friends. We have a good time to meet each other. Is it necessary to be old and dead?"

Jiang Dian did not make a sound. He Zhiyuan saw that she was in a bad mood and said something about her anecdote. She wanted to ease her mood: "And I was not rejected by the girl for the first time. I am used to it. When I was in college, I liked a female classmate in the class. I finally added her WeChat and didn't know what to talk to her. Because at that time she was preparing for English Level 6, I sent a lot of information about English learning to her. And then... she is with another classmate in our class."

Jiang dye finally laughed, Feng Jing looked at He Zhiyuan, thought, brother, this is the body of the book.